The Era of Order, Year 1137.
"Right, right, right! That really did happen before!"
At the table, Liana held a piece of bread in one hand and a sausage in the other, speaking indistinctly while chewing her food.
"It's been over a thousand years, I can't believe you guys still remember such a trivial thing... The Snow Wolf King, now that I think about it carefully, that guy wasn't actually weak. It's just a pity he ran into Xia Lun..." Liana swallowed her food, a glimmer of reminiscence in her eyes as she sighed with emotion.
Aina's lips curled up slightly as she glanced at Xia Lun beside her. Her silver-gray hair fell down, hiding a hint of cunning ambiguity in the depths of her eyes.
Although compared to their current profound bond of blended bloodlines and resonating souls, the little romantic gestures from when they were just a couple back then were nothing, seeming immature and insignificant. But that was the first time Xia Lun openly showed interest in her body, so Aina remembered it quite clearly.
Xia Lun was still very shy back then. Even though she was the one feeling it more, he would blush as he touched her, which was very cute.
She was really silly in the past, acting coy for ages over such a small thing. Xia Lun had to put in a lot of effort to finally succeed.
As for that Snow Wolf King, Aina truly didn't have much of an impression of him anymore.
As Liana talked to herself, Luo Lun, who accidentally caught a few keywords, suddenly paused the knife and fork in his hands that were cutting the pan-fried sausage. Then, he speared a small slice and put it into his mouth.
Luo Lun chewed slowly, letting the rich aroma of meat fat and spices spread between his lips and teeth.
Mo Lini, as a senior, had already reached a higher state of mind. She simply focused on enjoying the delicacies on her plate, as if she hadn't heard what Liana was saying at all.
"Liana, you should eat more elegantly," Mo Lini dabbed her mouth with a napkin and reminded Liana, whose hands were covered in grease.
Liana's body suddenly stiffened. The memory of being strictly disciplined by the tedious dining etiquette at the Elven Royal Palace surged into her mind.
Realizing that Sletta couldn't possibly be here, Liana breathed a sigh of relief again: "We are adventurers, informal adventurers. If we were outside, we wouldn't even have utensils to use. But in order to survive, no matter how miserable or unpresentable we look, we have to desperately absorb nutrients and energy..."
Liana took a fierce bite of the sausage, actually managing to make it look somewhat tragic and heroic.
Mo Lini seriously began to ponder the meaning behind Liana's words, only to realize shortly after that this girl was just spouting illogical nonsense, with no causal relationship whatsoever.
"I feel like the image of adventurers has been ruined by people like you," Mo Lini muttered.
"Hmm? Mo Lini, your snarky remarks have improved. I feel like you could rival your ancestor..." Liana raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Thank you." Mo Lini looked quite happy and thanked Liana.
"Hey, I wasn't praising you!"
Liana stared at Mo Lini carefully for a moment. Moke's hair was always messy, while Mo Lini's hair was obviously well-cared for and very smooth... Other than that, there really didn't seem to be much difference.
When she first saw Mo Lini, she really thought Moke had come back to life.
Liana then looked at Luo Lun.
Also a descendant of Moke, apart from a tiny bit of resemblance between the eyebrows, Luo Lun basically looked nothing like Moke... After all, the bloodline had been diluted over so many generations.
Perhaps this girl Mo Lini was an atavism?
But then again, Moke's genes were truly strong enough.
"By the way, when does that so-called Five Kings Conference start?" Liana casually grabbed a napkin, wiped the grease off her hands, and asked, "Can we attend?"
"Are you a Demon King?" Mo Lini delivered another precise retort.
"Adults are talking, children shouldn't interrupt." Liana speared a sausage and shoved it into Mo Lini's mouth. Stuffed full, Mo Lini let out pitiful whimpering sounds.
Mida looked up and glanced at Liana, making a chill run down Liana's spine.
"The Five Kings Conference isn't just attended by the Demon Kings; they will also bring their respective adjutants or subordinates," Aina explained lightly. "However, Mida has always gone alone."
"Ah, my lovely little Mida!" Liana suddenly let out a weird cry. "Can you take your beautiful and kind Aunt Liana to broaden her horizons? Next time, Auntie will keep playing snowball fights with you."
"No," Mida shook her head.
"Why?"
"It's embarrassing," Mida said very seriously.
The other Demon Kings' deputies were either elegant, mighty, or composed. Bringing such an idiot along would be too much of a loss of face.
"Wuu—Mida, your words are really hurtful... I am the former Elven Queen, after all. How is that embarrassing?"
Liana suddenly shifted her target: "Xia Lun! Take me with you!"
Liana knew that since Mida had brought Aina back, Aina would probably make an appearance. Since Aina was appearing, Xia Lun would likely show his face too.
Begging Xia Lun was something she was good at. She'd have no problem throwing herself on the ground and clinging to his thighs.
"Just watching from a distance is fine. You don't have anything to do anyway, so there's no need to show your face in public," Xia Lun said while chewing slowly.
"Those are Demon Kings! Renowned big shots!" Liana tapped her fingers on the table, but not daring to use too much force, only making a few soft sounds. "Ordinary people couldn't even dream of meeting them! If I could attend that Five Kings Conference... I could brag about it in the tavern for the rest of my life!"
"You've even played snowball fights with Mida," Xia Lun reminded her.
"This child is too small, it doesn't feel real," Liana pursed her lips.
The Demon King is such a cute little girl... Who would believe it if she told them?
Mida gnawed on her sausage expressionlessly, not interjecting.
"Liana, you are also a legendary figure. In terms of age, those Demon Kings might not even be older than you."
"Xia Lun, are you indirectly saying that I'm old?"
"Of course not."
"I don't care! I just want to attend... Xia Lun, don't force me to kneel down and beg you!"
Xia Lun sighed. No matter how old she was, this girl Liana was still like a child.
Xia Lun looked at Aina.
Aina looked at Mida.
Mida looked at the ceiling.
If she had been this disobedient in the past, her mother would have definitely spanked her.
Mida felt a wave of unfairness in her heart.
Hmm... Because this girl Liana was like someone else's child, out of courtesy, her mother would accommodate her.
Mida felt it was fair again.
"You are not allowed to speak out of turn," Mida looked at Liana. "Otherwise, I'll freeze you into an ice sculpture."
Liana looked excited: "Mm, okay, no problem! Lord Demon King!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
