"Xia Lun... can you feel it?"
Aina's snow-white body lay quietly on top of Xia Lun, unmoving. Her wings were retracted, forming dark red patterns on her back and allowing Xia Lun to clearly see the soft, beautiful curves of her body.
Xia Lun twitched his nose. "I... I can feel it."
A trace of surprise appeared on Aina's face. "What does it feel like?"
"Very warm, very comfortable..."
Aina's small fist pounded against Xia Lun's chest. "I wasn't asking about that, you pervert!"
Although Aina's fist was small, white, and soft, the punch packed quite a wallop. Xia Lun felt as if his ribs were about to break.
"Are you alright, Xia Lun?" Aina suddenly realized she seemed to have forgotten to hold back her strength.
"I'm fine..." Xia Lun coughed lightly. His body, having been modified by Aina, wasn't that fragile.
"That's what you get for not being serious... So, did you feel it or not? The existence of the Spirit World." Aina poked Xia Lun's cheek reproachfully.
After returning from the Spirit World, they had begun practicing—practicing how to sense the existence of the Spirit World.
As for the method of practice, it was exactly as Aina had mentioned in the Spirit World earlier. Xia Lun used Aina's body as a medium to sense the Spirit World... which required the two of them to be intimately connected.
But Xia Lun's attention was clearly captivated entirely by Aina.
It had to be said that the two of them had already gone through countless instances of grinding and melding together, yet every time, Aina managed to bring him an almost entirely new experience.
Was this the terrifying self-healing ability of the Vampires?
However, Aina never showed any expressions of pain; she was always quite delighted.
Xia Lun shook his head, pulling his thoughts back. "Although I have a slight feeling, successfully entering it is quite difficult."
"Of course. The Spirit World isn't something you can easily slip into... If anyone could enter and exit the Spirit World at will, this world would be in utter chaos." Aina licked Xia Lun's earlobe. "Do you want to continue?"
"Let's try again. We can't just give up so quickly." Xia Lun closed his eyes so that his mind wouldn't be tempted by the soul-stealing, enchanting body of the Demon King before him.
In the darkness, Xia Lun's mind gradually calmed down.
Aina didn't disturb him; she merely wrapped him quietly... referring, of course, to the bat wings she had just unfurled from her back.
As his mind immersed further, Xia Lun's perception of his surroundings grew increasingly blurry. The contours of Aina's body pressing against him gradually faded away, and he could no longer feel her temperature... It was as if Aina had melted into a puddle of snowmelt, while he was slowly awakening in a world of ice and snow.
What Xia Lun felt at this moment wasn't bitter cold, but rather a profound desolation.
In this bizarre state, Xia Lun seemingly truly sensed a certain aura within Aina's body.
That should be the aura of the Spirit World.
It was like a beam of light in the darkness, but extremely faint. Xia Lun wanted to reach out and grab it, only to find it far out of reach.
Xia Lun could no longer feel the existence of his own limbs, but he still tried his best to draw his consciousness closer to that glimmer of light.
Just a little bit more...
But just as Xia Lun was about to touch that light, a strong sensation of falling surged over him. Instantly, all sorts of physical sensations flooded back into his consciousness.
It felt a bit like when he was resurrected before...
The soft figure pressing against him gradually became distinct, and Aina's body heat transferred over, feeling faintly scorching.
"Xia Lun... Xia Lun."
There were also Aina's soft murmurs by his ear.
Xia Lun opened his eyes and met Aina's hazy, entranced gaze.
The scorching heat he felt earlier wasn't an illusion caused by the stark contrast; her body temperature was indeed higher than usual right now.
A warm current enveloped him, and this time, it was no longer referring to her wings.
Aina had taken care of her own needs once all by herself.
How truly selfish, Lord Demon King.
"Did you... feel anything?" Aina's lips were stuck with strands of pure white hair. Xia Lun gently brushed the hair away for her.
"I felt a lot."
"Pervert..."
Xia Lun corrected, "I was talking about the Spirit World. It felt like I was just a hair's breadth away from entering."
"Then it seems you are quite talented, Xia Lun."
Aina frowned slightly, trying to separate herself from Xia Lun.
Having let Xia Lun stay inside for so long, she had actually grown somewhat accustomed and used to it.
But Xia Lun's right hand pressed down on Aina's waist, seemingly not planning to let her escape.
"Xia Lun... Mmph..."
Although they weren't at a drinking table, having troubled Aina for so long, Xia Lun decided to show his appreciation by diving right back in.
...
If it were in the past, Xia Lun would definitely feel refreshed and invigorated after finishing the deed. But this time, having taken a trip to the Spirit World, immersed his mind in practice, and immediately followed it up with a fierce battle with Aina, he actually felt a bit exhausted.
It wasn't to the point of being completely drained; it was just a touch of weariness.
As for Aina, she was in an even more helpless state. Collapsed on the bed with her eyes closed, she basked in the afterglow of their pleasure, completely oblivious to the world around her.
Xia Lun began to study the physical anatomy of Vampires, as well as the physiological differences between men and women.
"Xia Lun, what are you doing... Forget it, look if you want." After being startled, Aina opened her eyes in a slight panic and subconsciously tried to cover herself. Then, she leaned against the pillow, giving up her resistance and letting Xia Lun do as he pleased.
Fearing that Aina would use her magic to pin him to the bed and thoroughly trounce him, Xia Lun didn't dare to go too far. He merely gestured a bit with his fingers, clicking his tongue in amazement.
It was hard to imagine that Aina had actually given birth to a child for him before... If someone told him she was an untouched maiden, Xia Lun wouldn't have doubted it for a second.
He really should be gentler.
No, he had always been very gentle. It was always Aina who went crazy with playing around, which in turn threw off his rhythm as well...
Aina's small face was fair and tender. Her breathing and heartbeat were smooth and steady, without the slightest hint of shyness or nervousness.
Xia Lun still found it quite peculiar. Before, a few sweet words would be enough to make Aina blush, but now, doing such indecent things to her left her completely unfazed.
Aina lifted her eyelids, stealing a glance at Xia Lun while muttering something under her breath.
"What did you say?" Xia Lun pinched the soft flesh around Aina's waist.
"I said you're a pervert," Aina scolded with a straight little face. "A dignified Hero, actually liking to play with..."
"Liking to play with what?" Xia Lun raised an eyebrow, continuing to ask with a wicked smirk.
Then, Xia Lun slightly restrained his expression. As a Hero, making such a face didn't seem very appropriate.
Aina didn't answer Xia Lun's question. How could she possibly say such a shameful answer out loud?
Aina, who was originally lying flat, turned to her side, giving Xia Lun the back of her head and completely ignoring the lustful Hero.
But clearly... from behind, Xia Lun could still find the perfect opening.
Xia Lun extended his index finger. Poke, poke, poke.
The soft and squishy little Aina was very interesting.
Afterward, Xia Lun took another look at his finger.
"Aina, during the time I was dead... ahem, asleep, did you also do things like this..."
Aina sat up with an indignant look on her face and lunged at Xia Lun.
"Xia Lun, you pervert!" Aina's forehead smashed into his, delivering a vicious headbutt that left Xia Lun seeing stars.
Aina bared her teeth. "See if I don't teach you a good lesson!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
] 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.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
