Order Era, Year 1137.
Mo Lini listened intently as Aina recounted events of the past.
"And then? What happened next?" Mo Lini asked curiously. "How did you defeat that evil god?"
"Then... Ankula summoned an immensely powerful being, which descended upon her and effortlessly crushed Death Praise," Aina replied calmly.
"Huh?"
Mo Lini blinked her large eyes, visibly surprised.
The turn of events defied her expectations.
By conventional storytelling logic, when cornered and witnessing Aina's injuries, shouldn't Xia Lun, as the hero, have rallied with cries of friendship, bonds, and the power of love, charging through the evil god's defenses to deliver the decisive strike...
Followed by the classic trope of the victorious hero left grievously wounded on death's door.
Perhaps even further—Ankula, playing the role of the defeated rival, might have sacrificed herself, using a secret art to restore the hero's life...
Mo Lini could practically picture it: Ankula clasping Aina's hand, asking her to take care of Xia Lun in her stead.
But reality... was far beyond imagination.
"Miss Ankula... is that strong?" Mo Lini murmured in disbelief.
She had assumed Liyana's claim about Ankula defeating the evil god referred to her overcoming its mental shackles through sheer willpower... not literally beating it into submission.
"It wasn’t her strength. The entity she summoned was simply on another level," Liyana remarked with awe. "Looking back, we were incredibly fortunate."
Mo Lini: "Then... who did Miss Ankula summon?"
"Likely the Goddess," Aina answered plainly. "From what I recall... only She possesses such power."
Mo Lini’s jaw dropped, a visible exclamation mark popping above her head.
Why Aina knew the Goddess's capabilities, Mo Lini didn’t dare probe.
"Besides..."
Aina suddenly clenched her fist, a flicker of anger crossing her delicate features as if recalling something infuriating. "Aside from that woman, I can’t think of anyone else who..."
The tiny red beast at her feet trembled in fear.
Xia Lun took Aina’s hand. "What’s wrong, Aina?"
"Nothing," she replied, her anger subsiding into a mix of reproach and fondness as she glanced at him. "Though you certainly reaped all the benefits."
Xia Lun was baffled—he remembered none of the incident—but seeing Aina’s reluctance to elaborate, he let it slide.
Olie City thrived as a bustling trade hub of the Yalan Empire, its wide roads branching toward distant cities, teeming with merchants.
The path Xia Lun’s group had taken from the Dragonblood Mountains was the most remote.
Yet, as Liyana noted, little remained of the city’s past. It stood reborn, unfamiliar.
"My last visit here was centuries ago," Liyana admitted, scratching her head.
Time had eroded nearly everything.
Xia Lun sighed. Recovering his lost memories seemed increasingly unlikely.
Aina slipped her small hand into his palm.
But Xia Lun felt no regret.
They could simply make new memories here.
Liyana, cradling Musen’s scripture, took Mo Lini to explore the city—diverting from her initial plan to visit the smithy, opting instead for a bookstore and an apothecary.
Xia Lun and Aina were entrusted with a crucial mission: securing lodging for the night.
A quick inquiry led them to the city’s finest inn.
Xia Lun booked three rooms—one for him and Aina, another for Liyana and Mo Lini, and the last for Musen (a book).
The front desk processed their stay swiftly, even offering a discount thanks to their Olifando Academy credentials.
The clerk’s gaze brimmed with knowing amusement—youthful vigor was no secret.
The room was splendid, its floor-to-ceiling window framing the lively streets below and scenic vistas beyond.
The price matched, but the luxury justified it.
Xia Lun glanced at the wedding ring on his finger—the Demon King’s treasury left no shortage of funds.
"Want to explore outside?" he asked without turning, sensing Aina’s presence behind him.
Her soft body pressed against his back as she purred, "No, Xia Lun."
He chuckled. "Starting now? What’ll we do tonight then?"
Outside, the afternoon sun still blazed, hours from dusk.
"Isn’t it obvious?" Aina licked her lips. "We’ll continue then, of course."
Such a greedy Demon King.
But Xia Lun, the hero, felt no fear.
Silently, he drew the curtains shut, sealing out the light.
Aina snapped her fingers. A cascade of magic circles ignited across the room, casting an eerie glow—no lamps needed.
Her spellcasting speed bordered on the impossible.
Flames engulfed them, reducing clothes to ash as crimson bat wings unfurled behind Aina.
On the bed, silhouettes merged against the dappled wall.
"Mmm—this long-awaited feeling is divine," Aina moaned, arms looped around Xia Lun’s neck, her wings taut in ecstasy.
Xia Lun sighed. "Long-awaited? Aina, it’s only been three days."
"Really? Felt like ages," she breathed, eyes smoldering. "Any special requests today, Xia Lun? What shall I call you?" Her skin flushed. "My hero... darling... or... master?"
"Just my name is fine."
Aina feigned shock, covering her mouth. "Oh my, that’s far too embarrassing. I might blush."
Xia Lun: "..."
Her laughter shook them both—until the hero’s counterattack left her gasping.
"Ah—!" Unprepared, Aina winced at the sudden assault. "Xia Lun, you brute! How dare you—"
Her wings flared, momentum flipping them as she pinned him down.
"Don’t think I’ll go easy on you today!"
with Taming My Adopted Niece) (Multiple Heroines + Power Fantasy) Before transmigrating, Wang Jianqiang suffered greatly from novels with no female leads. Holding firm to the belief that "women only slow down my blade," he stubbornly maintained his virginity even after decades in the Sect of Dual Cultivation. In his twilight years, with his cultivation stagnant at the third level of Qi Refining, he finally succumbed and "rewarded" himself once—triggering the awakening of the Godly Cultivation System. From then on, he realized women might actually be his lucky stars on the path to immortality. Deciding to indulge freely and savor life, he found his ungrateful adopted niece knocking at his door...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
