"Aina..." Xia Lun stroked Aina's smooth back, "Sorry... I've been in a bad mood lately."
"It's fine, let me help cheer you up."
Aina lifted her head, her deep red eyes shimmering with an enchanting luster in the dim light. She extended her cool fingers to smooth Xia Lun's furrowed brow, licked her lips, then slowly opened her mouth and leaned in to bite him.
"Ah..."
Even after years of marriage, Aina's bold and passionate moves still brought a blush to Xia Lun's cheeks.
As Aina swallowed with practiced ease, Xia Lun felt his very soul growing numb and trembling.
Feeling Aina's fangs pierce his neck. This time, the sting was different, deeper, as if reaching straight into his marrow. He could clearly sense each delicate moment of the teeth penetrating skin and sinking into flesh, accompanied by a strange numbness, as a stream of heat rapidly spread from the wound throughout his body.
The sound of Aina's swallowing echoed distinctly in the silent room.
Xia Lun felt his soul quake with it, a wave of unprecedented pleasure rushing in like a tide, nearly drowning him.
After a moment, Aina released Xia Lun's neck, pulling her two sharp canine teeth from the flesh, bringing with them a trace of blood.
Aina extended her tongue, leisurely licking the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth, a seductive smile curling at her lips: "How do you feel now, Xia Lun?"
Xia Lun's hand trembled slightly as he touched the spot where he had been bitten. The wound had mostly healed, leaving only a faint red mark.
"Feels great, doesn't it?" Aina parted her lips, showing him her sharp vampire fangs as she spoke somewhat indistinctly, "I increased the dosage this time."
Vampire fangs secrete an unknown solution that, when mixed with saliva, creates a pain-numbing effect.
As a supreme vampire progenitor, Aina's saliva naturally provided an overwhelmingly intense pleasure, something even Xia Lun's constitution couldn't resist.
But it was only a fleeting pleasure meant to ease pain, not addictive.
It was Aina's secret weapon to deal with Xia Lun... something she didn't use lightly.
"Hahaha... you look satisfied, Xia Lun." Aina stroked Xia Lun's flushed cheeks. Her husband's eyes were somewhat dazed, his lips slightly parted, his jaw trembling gently, unable to close—exactly like when he had conquered her. This stirred a sense of triumph within her.
But Xia Lun's gaze quickly cleared.
"Aina... next time you do something like this, could you tell me beforehand?" Xia Lun grumbled, knowing he had definitely embarrassed himself in front of his wife.
"No." Aina narrowed her eyes with delight, her wings gently fluttering behind her. She had just seen a wonderful expression on Xia Lun's face.
Next time, she would record it with an image-capturing magical device.
Xia Lun placed his hands on Aina's shoulders.
Her soft, boneless wings, as if startled, suddenly stiffened and wrapped around them both.
Xia Lun looked at Aina before him—somehow, she was already completely undressed.
Through the translucent crimson wing membrane, the light became soft and hazy, illuminating the fine nerves on Aina's wings, like the delicate veins of leaves, densely and regularly spread out.
Xia Lun reached out to touch them, and Aina let out a pleasant moan.
"Don't touch there."
Aina bit Xia Lun's lips.
"Touch where you're supposed to." Aina breathed softly.
In the room, the blood cocoon formed by bat wings on the bed pulsed rhythmically, like a beating heart.
...
"Leana... why are you here again?" Dailian rubbed her bleary eyes, her tone full of resignation. She wore a crumpled set of pajamas, her long hair messily draped over her shoulders, clearly awakened from sleep by the sudden knock on the door.
"What, not happy to see me?" Leana stood outside the apartment door, one eyebrow raised.
"Yes, exactly..." Dailian rolled her eyes dramatically, "This is already the third time this week. My body can't keep up."
"Tsk... you're so weak." Leana covered her mouth and snickered, looking utterly insufferable.
"Hey! How dare you say that!" Dailian fumed, "Playing so late every night... I have to get up early for class the next day! You just sleep like a log without a care!"
"Hehe..." Leana scratched her head sheepishly, her long, sharp ears twitching gently, "So, do you want me tonight or not..."
"Hmph... fine!" Dailian grumbled but eventually agreed, stepping aside to let Leana in.
"Bang—" The door slammed shut.
Leana somehow felt Dailian reminded her a bit of Mork...
The thought flickered through her mind, but Leana quickly dismissed it.
Oh gods, no way.
That would be too insulting to the little lion.
And if Mork found out, he'd jump up and bite her fingers... Leana thought silently.
"By the way, what's gotten into you, coming here every day for the past couple of days?" Though she had agreed, Dailian started complaining again once she was buried under the covers.
"Ah... the manor's been a bit unsettled lately. It feels weird staying there." Leana scratched her head, "Xia Lun and Aina both seem really busy."
"So you sneaked out to torment me instead?" Dailian sat up in bed, crossed her arms, and shot her another glare.
"Yeah, being so idle there made me feel awkward. The atmosphere was hard to bear." Leana grinned, touching her long ears.
"They're your teammates, aren't they? Can't you help with something?" Dailian countered.
"I'm useless! I can't help with anything!" Leana declared proudly, no hint of shame on her face, "I know my limits!"
"You really are useless!" Dailian glared at Leana, then took off the only piece of clothing she had on.
"Oh, so you dare call me useless?" Leana's eyes widened.
"Didn't you say it yourself?" Dailian retorted in surprise.
"I can say it, but you can't!" Leana said shamelessly, then hurriedly began taking off her soft armor and shirt.
"Let me show you what I've got!" Leana howled like a wolf and pounced on Dailian.
"Thump—"
Leana was kicked away by a pair of fair, slender legs.
"Get out! Go take a shower first! You reek!"
"Oh..."
"And tonight, make it quick! I need to sleep!"
"Oh..."
Leana sighed.
She had gone from student to teacher...
The little lion wasn't as cute as before.
【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.
