"Xia Lun..."
"What is it?"
"Nothing." Aina sat in Xia Lun's lap, flashing a radiant smile. "Just wanted to call your name."
It seemed Aina had contracted a condition where she couldn’t go a minute without speaking to Xia Lun.
Xia Lun handed the reins to Aina, who took them without hesitation.
Then, his arms slipped beneath hers, resting on her stomach as he gently rubbed it.
"No change yet."
"Didn’t you say you didn’t want a child for now?" Aina asked, puzzled.
Xia Lun: "Ah, I was just checking if you’ve gained weight… since you ate all the skewers I grilled earlier."
Aina narrowed her eyes. "You’ve got quite the sense of humor, Xia Lun."
Xia Lun grinned. "Oh? I think so too."
Suddenly, Aina nestled deeper into his embrace.
Before Xia Lun could react, she reared back and headbutted him square in the face.
Stars exploded in his vision.
"I’m sorry, Aina..." Xia Lun rubbed his nose, which throbbed painfully—even for someone as tough as him, a Demon King’s headbutt was no joke.
Aina had clearly held back, or else his nose would’ve been gushing blood.
"But you smell amazing," Xia Lun murmured, burying his face in her silvery-white hair.
Aina carried a faint scent—cool mint mingled with creamy sweetness.
The minty freshness likely came from her vampire lineage, as their bodies naturally ran cooler than humans’.
The milky fragrance, however, baffled him. Vampires shouldn’t secrete anything that would leave a scent.
When Xia Lun asked about it, Aina stammered, eventually admitting she’d once bathed in milk.
"Aina, that sounds wasteful," Xia Lun sighed.
Aina arched a brow. "Oh? Now you’re policing how I bathe?"
Xia Lun shook his head. "No, I just meant… you didn’t save any for me."
"You’re truly a spectacular pervert, Xia Lun," Aina praised, cheeks flushing.
Relieved he didn’t press further, Aina exhaled.
Vampires and humans shared similar physiology, with minor differences—like how, after pregnancy, vampires could produce milk even without conception, if stimulated.
Too embarrassed to explain, Aina kept it to herself. Otherwise, Xia Lun would surely ask to taste it, and she disliked that idea.
The scenery ahead grew familiar.
The Tranquil Forest.
Reaching it meant they were close to Libia Forest—the border between the elven territories and the Yalan Empire.
Xia Lun and Aina had lived here after their marriage.
Back in 1819 of the Chaotic Era, after defeating Aina and proposing, they’d retreated here to begin their blissfully shameless life.
They only reemerged in 1824, when Aina—posing as a mage—held a grand wedding with Xia Lun.
After the honeymoon, they returned, resuming their carefree days…
Until 1832, when Aise turned five, and Xia Lun moved his family to a grand estate in the city.
The cabin in Tranquil Forest held countless memories—on the bed, the bench, the table, the rug… though most were too indecent to recount.
The forest was silent. A wide path cut straight through, linking the Yalan Empire to Libia Forest.
Towering trees flanked the road, each over ten meters tall, their dark green, palm-shaped leaves dense and lush.
These Silent Trees absorbed vibrations, muffling sound. They were also common magical ingredients—apprentices used their wood for silence arrays. Not that Aina needed such things.
"Shall we visit, Xia Lun?" Aina glanced back.
"Let’s," Xia Lun nodded.
Surely, after so long, the cabin he’d built would’ve crumbled to time…
Yet it hadn’t.
Down an inconspicuous trail, the space opened to reveal a small lake—and the two-story cabin, still standing as if untouched by centuries.
"Aina..." Xia Lun’s lips pressed thin.
"Of course it’s still here. Our first home," Aina smiled softly. "You built it with your own hands."
Seeing the familiar path earlier, Xia Lun had guessed. A thousand years should’ve erased it entirely.
"Thank you," he murmured, ruffling her hair.
"Don’t thank me—I had servants maintain it," Aina admitted, sticking out her tongue. "You were supposed to wake here, but because of Mida… we moved to the mountains instead."
"Ha! Xia Lun, Aina, your old place survived!" Liyana caught up, grinning. "So nostalgic—I visited often!"
"It’s getting late. Why not stay tonight?" Aina suggested.
Xia Lun glanced at her, understanding.
Three bedrooms awaited: theirs, Aise’s, and a guest room—though only Liyana had ever used it. Moke and Musen had visited but never stayed overnight.
Pushing the door open, Xia Lun froze. The interior was unchanged, as if he’d stepped back a millennium.
"What’s wrong? Don’t recognize your own home?" Aina teased, nudging him inside.
Everything was precisely as they’d left it, time seemingly paused the day they departed.
Magic hummed from the beams—no ordinary cabin could last a millennium. Aina had worked hard.
"Pardon the intrusion," Liyana whispered, ushering Mo Lini and Joli inside.
Mo Lini gaped at the surroundings, treating it like a historic site.
"I’m home," Xia Lun murmured, sinking onto the couch.
"Welcome back," Aina whispered, leaning against his cheek.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
