Level Five World Destroyer

The master of Heavenly Sword Peak, Heavenly Sword Venerable, was also the Master of the Female Protagonist and Ye Xiaoyao.

No one could have known.

Before descending into this world, Heavenly Sword Venerable had another identity.

She was the strongest administrator in the Otherworldy Time and Space Administration, responsible for maintaining stability across the various worlds.

This mission was exceptionally tricky.

So tricky that even she, the strongest, had been sent to carry it out.

If Modern Society was considered a Level One world, then this world was Level Five, the highest tier of cultivation world.

If a great world completely collapsed, it would trigger an unpredictable chain reaction.

According to the Time and Space Administration's projections, the person who would destroy the world in the future was an unprecedented and invincible Great Devil King.

At the mention of the Great Devil King, she subconsciously released her Spiritual sense, fixing it on a pink-haired little girl lounging on a swing outside her cave.

Who could have guessed? The Great Devil King who would destroy the world in the future was now just a little girl who loved swinging and had a slight lisp.

The tiny, adorable girl had a naturally vacant, harmless-looking face.

She had absolutely nothing in common with the words "world destroyer."

Sure, appearances could be deceiving, but not to such an absurd degree.

Heavenly Sword Venerable sighed.

Even as she watched the little girl in her current state—so weak she could be killed with a casual pinch—she didn't let her guard down for a moment.

When facing an invincible Great Devil King, there was no such thing as being too cautious.

[Level Five World Destroyer, Codename 001, Target: Ye Xiaoyao.]

[Current Status: Under close surveillance.]

The basic operating principle for administrators of the Time and Space Administration was that they couldn't directly interfere with a world's natural development. They could only use force to intervene once they confirmed that she was making moves to destroy the world.

She had once wondered if Ye Xiaoyao had had an unhappy childhood, and that was what had planted the idea of destroying the world in her mind as she grew up.

So she had arranged for the kindhearted Female Protagonist to find Ye Xiaoyao.

In the end, she had simply gone with the flow and made Ye Xiaoyao her little disciple.

She called Ye Xiaoyao her disciple, but in reality, it made her easier to keep an eye on.

Over the years, she had barely paid Ye Xiaoyao any attention.

So far, the plan had worked perfectly.

She had let Ye Xiaoyao run free, allowing her to gradually recognize her own mediocrity.

As long as there was no overt targeting and no unhappy childhood, a dull, busy life could wear away any resentment and smooth down anyone's rough edges.

How could someone who had never endured hardship have their fighting spirit tempered?

Though she had paid little attention to Ye Xiaoyao over the years, she had occasionally made inquiries after emerging from seclusion. From what she'd heard, Ye Xiaoyao hadn't experienced any hardship or misfortune. Instead, she had been absorbed in her busy, mediocre, and tedious life.

In Heavenly Sword Venerable's view, being able to eat one's fill and not get beaten meant one had never experienced hardship.

So far, the plan was working as intended.

From the current perspective, the likelihood of Ye Xiaoyao destroying the world in the future had already dropped to zero.

Heavenly Sword Venerable closed her eyes in satisfaction.

Outside the cave.

This good-for-nothing little me was lazily yawning as I stared at the system panel in front of me.

Who could have guessed? This soft, adorable little girl who took being a good-for-nothing as her guiding principle had the ultimate life goal of ruling the world. In fact, all she wanted was to rule the world.

Whether I had a dream, I didn't know.

But it turned out I was the big villain!!

The illusory system panel was clearly displayed before me.

The system's abilities were a little mysterious. I'd merely copied someone else's innate talent, then tapped "Confirm" with my little hand, and it said the pregnancy had been successful.

"Th-this means I'm pregnant?"

I rubbed my flat stomach.

It felt no different from before I got pregnant.

Never mind. Maybe it was because I'd only just gotten pregnant.

I silently planned for the future, wondering how long I could live.

By the most conservative estimate, even if I never advanced my cultivation, I could still have at least a hundred babies.

This didn't even include the twins and triplets I might get lucky with.

At that moment, my eyes held not a trace of reverence for life—only an infinite yearning for immortality and world domination.

Who said members of the good-for-nothing club couldn't make grand declarations?

Before, I'd had no chance and could only be a punching bag.

But now I'd awakened a system. Of course I had to look ahead to the future.

This was my Good-for-nothing's Guide to Ruling the World.

Ahem, if you really had to ask what I did in my previous life—

Ahem, ahem.

I got hit by a big truck before I was even an adult. You could say it was unprecedented.

When I died in my previous life, I was still in middle school, a bona fide boy. I'd planned to get a girlfriend after I became an adult, but who knew my life would be cut short halfway through?

Back to the point.

Once I had a hundred babies, my talent would surely reach unprecedented heights.

Cultivation? Wouldn't it come as easily as reaching out and grabbing something?

If you really had to ask what the fun in cultivating immortality was—

The fun was ruling the world.

This time, it'd be my turn not to eat beef!

This was my very own Good-for-nothing Literature!!!

I might be spineless, but I still had grand ambitions.

A soft, adorable little girl who only wanted to rule the world was bound to achieve fame and success.

Before I awakened my system, I was timid and obedient.

After I awakened it, I was Homelander.

I was standing on the swing with my hands on my hips, fantasizing about the future.

A chilly breeze skimmed along the ground, slipped beneath the hem of my thin gauze skirt, and left me freezing to the bone. My fair, slender legs immediately tensed, and the daydream in my head went up in smoke.

I slowly came to terms with reality.

I was far too small right now. A gust of wind could knock me over with ease, so how could I rule the world?

I left the swing, which swayed gently back and forth, and my little feet, too short to reach the ground, landed in a steady hop.

Above my head, a pale pink cowlick swayed slightly.

For now, keeping a low profile was the first rule.

I glanced at myself.

What great deed could a completely harmless little girl like me accomplish?

Unless I could find a "big bad" who shared my ambitions.

Wait.

How could I describe myself like that?

To be fair, I was still a good person, right?

My gaze drifted lower again. My soft, fair arms stood out plainly.

Calling me delicate and frail would already be generous praise.

Even on tiptoe, I couldn't punch an adult in the head. For the time being, I really had nothing to do with ruling the world.

The first rule of being a good-for-nothing: no matter how much you want to rule the world, if you're still at the little-girl stage, all you can do is swallow your grievances and quietly play the role of an adorable punching bag.

As for what I needed to do right now—

Of course, I had to stay away from the Male and Female Leads.

Once I grew up later, the fun part would begin.

I sat back on the swing and swung my little feet.

My waterfall of pale pink hair fell smoothly to my waist.

My deep black-and-red dress was like a bottomless abyss, making the area above my over-the-knee white stockings look even more dazzling and fair.

Golden sunlight dappled down like rain. My fine, pale pink hair gleamed with a silky sheen. The corner of my mouth curled ever so slightly, and my signature sly smirk flashed and vanished.

In the next instant, I was once again the harmless little girl everyone knew, blinking her big eyes, someone anyone could bully.

I casually conjured a water mirror and stared at the little girl in its reflection. The baby fat on her cheeks hadn't even faded yet.

Honestly, I was pretty well-behaved.

Right?