Era of Order, Year 1138.
At night, Aina and Xia Lun stepped into a spatial rift, and in the next moment, they returned to the Olifendo manor.
Aina casually waved her hand behind her, and the spatial rift instantly closed up like a smoothed-out wrinkle, as if it had never existed.
"Yo, you're back, Xia Lun. Did you catch those guys?" Liyana, who was leaning lazily on the sofa, stood up to greet them when she saw the two step out from space, casually marking the spot where the spatial rift disappeared.
Sitting on the sofa, Luo Lun paused for a moment, then tilted her head slightly and pricked up her ears, clearly quite concerned about this matter as well.
Mo Lini, who was sitting opposite Luo Lun, was fully concentrated on the chessboard in front of her, pondering her next move.
Among everyone in the room, Mo Lini was the worst player... Even Xia Lun, a beginner, was better than her. Liyana refused to play with her, and only Luo Lun was kind enough to keep her company.
"No, we let them get away," Xia Lun waved his hand. Then, he walked to the liquor cabinet and poured a glass of amber-colored strong liquor for both himself and Aina.
Aina tapped her finger, and frost condensed on the glass.
"Eh? Really? To think there are times when even you and Aina fail." Liyana was a bit surprised, her pointed ears twitching.
"We aren't omnipotent, you know," Xia Lun glanced at Liyana and took a small sip of his drink.
"Is that so? I really can't imagine what you two couldn't do." Liyana spread her hands. "Other than you two, I genuinely don't know anyone who can dart around in spatial turbulence like that."
"And me, and me!" Yisi's figure emerged from the space below, appearing right beside Liyana.
"Ah, little one, you don't count either." Liyana smiled, reaching out to rub Yisi's cheeks, and the two began to playfully wrestle.
The two of them seemed to get along quite well, perhaps because neither of them was particularly smart.
Luo Lun was no longer in the mood to keep playing with Mo Lini. Like a clean and efficient assassin, she placed a piece on the board and then walked over to Xia Lun.
Mo Lini let out a frustrated sigh. Her defeat was clearly sealed, but right now, no one's mind was on the chessboard.
"Mr. Xia Lun..." Luo Lun walked over to Xia Lun with slightly heavy steps, her head bowed slightly, her voice carrying obvious guilt.
"If you're going to apologize, save it." Xia Lun raised his hand, interrupting Luo Lun. His gaze was steady and reassuring. "Don't worry, I will handle this matter."
Luo Lun bit her lip. For things to turn out this way, it was undoubtedly partly her fault.
It was her mistake that allowed those dangerous individuals to become hidden threats lurking in the dark.
"Alright, Aina and I are both a bit tired and are going to rest." Sensing that Aina had already begun hinting at him by scratching the palm of his hand, Xia Lun smiled at Luo Lun and took the initiative to pull Aina along, preparing to leave.
"Don't be in such a rush, Xia Lun. I still have something to do." Aina didn't let Xia Lun pull her away.
Xia Lun: ...
Just who was in more of a rush? She was clearly the one who had sent such a teasing signal through his palm first.
Aina gracefully gave her skirt a slight swish, and a blood bat slipped out from the shadows of her dark red pleats. Fluttering its thin wings, it landed on Luo Lun's shoulder.
"This is..." Luo Lun's eyes were full of surprise.
The blood bat tilted its head, staring with its mung-bean-sized eyes, locking gazes with Luo Lun. It looked quite adorable.
Luo Lun naturally wasn't unfamiliar with this little creature.
"It's a gift for you. You can split a sliver of your mind and merge your blood into its body to complete the initial refinement. After that, it will be mentally connected to you," Aina said to Luo Lun.
"Aina, this..." Luo Lun was overwhelmed by the favor. She knew very well that the power contained within this tiny blood bat was far from ordinary.
"It's fine, it's no big deal. Besides, this child seems to like you quite a bit. With it by your side, you'll have at least one more layer of protection, and I won't have to worry about you having any more accidents."
"Thank you so much, Aina..." Luo Lun's face instantly lit up with excitement, like a child who had just received their favorite toy.
Mo Lini cast a somewhat envious glance.
However, she didn't plan on asking Aina for one... She already had Little Lan.
"Bo bo bo—" Little Lan bounced on Mo Lini's lap, as if saying it was in no way inferior to that blood bat.
Only then did Aina take Xia Lun's hand and leave, walking up the spiral staircase on the side of the hall to the second floor.
Returning to their room, they closed the door and then laid down layers upon layers of magic arrays.
Aina let go of Xia Lun's hand, took two light steps forward, and then gracefully turned around. She slightly lifted the sides of her dark red skirt with both hands, giving Xia Lun a delicate curtsy like a noble lady. Following that, all the clothes on her body transformed into fluttering blood bats and dissipated into the shadows.
It was the first time seeing such an opening act... The Demon Lord really knew how to play.
"Do these little guys have sentience?" Xia Lun looked at the vanishing blood bats, somewhat amazed. Aina's methods were practically no different from creating life.
"No, I was just fooling Luo Lun earlier; otherwise, she might not have been willing to accept it." Aina generously stretched her waist, displaying her body in front of Xia Lun, as confident as a model walking the runway.
"Those are just simple magical constructs, but since they are infused with my blood, they possess certain biological instincts."
Aina leaned closer. With a sweep of her hand, flames instantly ignited on Xia Lun's body, turning his clothes into flying ash in a flash.
"Just like... this."
Aina licked the corners of her lips.
Aina's bizarre analogy made Xia Lun's mouth twitch.
"Which?" Xia Lun asked, despite knowing the answer.
"Just this." Aina's hands did not stop.
"What is 'this'? Be a little clearer." Xia Lun continued to play dumb, enjoying the ambiguous atmosphere she had taken the initiative to create.
Aina gave a cold harrumph. She wasn't going to give Xia Lun what he wanted by saying those dirty, shameful words.
Spreading the bat wings on her back, Aina dove into Xia Lun's embrace. Like a hunting wyvern, she fiercely pinned him down onto the bed.
Boom—
The violent impact produced a loud crash.
It was only because it was Xia Lun; an ordinary person wouldn't have been able to endure such a hit.
"Careful, are you planning to dismantle the bed?" Xia Lun couldn't help but say.
"Shut up!" Aina cupped Xia Lun's cheeks and dominantly kissed his mouth, relentlessly demanding, as if she would never know fatigue.
A faint scent of alcohol still lingered in her mouth, giving a slightly tipsy feeling.
Perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but Aina's body was hotter than usual, and the blush on her cheeks made her look even more alluring.
At some unknown point, with a single roll, the roles of attacker and defender were reversed.
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.”
] 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.
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.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
