“Xia Lun……”
“What is it?”
Xia Lun shifted his position slightly on the bed, making sure he wasn’t lying on Aina’s hair.
“Don’t just lie there. Get up. I want……”
Aina parted her lips slightly, her breath as soft as orchid, small white canine teeth glistening with a thin thread of saliva.
Her fingers spread wide across Xia Lun’s back, nails lightly raking across the skin, leaving fleeting red marks before fading. Then Aina tilted her head up and sank her fangs into the vein on his neck.
Xia Lun could feel the slight resistance as her teeth pierced his skin, followed by the strange pulling sensation and pleasure of blood being drawn out.
“Gulp—gulp——”
Xia Lun turned his head slightly, holding still obediently, letting the woman in his arms drink his blood without moving.
Their breaths intermingled. Xia Lun could feel Aina’s throat trembling lightly with each swallow. Her body pressed against his, cooler than an ordinary person’s, yet at this moment it felt especially warm.
His right hand gently stroked her silver hair, signaling her to take it slow—no one was going to fight her for it.
“Ha——” Aina pulled away, licking the wound she had just made with a tender touch, then wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, squinting in bliss. “It’s truly intoxicating.”
“Had your fill?” Xia Lun asked softly.
“More than enough.” Aina wrapped herself around Xia Lun’s waist, clinging to him. “After you absorbed all that mana from Mian, the taste of your blood is a little different now.”
“Oh?” Xia Lun raised an eyebrow. “Turned worse?”
“Not at all. It’s just got a higher mana density. If I had to describe it… It’s like adding half a cube of sugar to the milk you usually drink.” Aina shook her head, swaying as she hung off him. “Still quite delicious.”
“Is that so?” Xia Lun looked thoughtful, his fingertips tracing idle circles on her back.
“What are you thinking about again?” Aina’s powerful legs clamped around Xia Lun’s waist, locking her in place as she tilted her head and looked at him.
“So the taste of blood varies under different circumstances……” Xia Lun pinched Aina’s chin. “Want to try a different flavor?”
“What flavor?”
“Like, after I work out—would the blood taste richer?” Xia Lun offered as an example.
Aina stuck out her pink little tongue. “I feel like it’d have a sour sweat aftertaste.”
“Then what if I ice it down first?” Xia Lun suggested again.
Aina raised a pretty brow. “I don’t really like cold drinks.”
“Then……”
“Xia Lun.”
Aina cut him off, holding his face in both hands, her dark red eyes reflecting his image. “You’re already delicious just like this. You don’t need to change anything.”
Being described as delicious by Aina… Xia Lun didn’t find it strange at all. Instead, a peculiar sense of satisfaction spread through his chest.
“Really that delicious?” Xia Lun asked again, his tone carrying a hint of worry.
After all, Aina would never drink anyone else’s blood.
More precisely, she had only ever drunk his. It wasn’t until she met Xia Lun that she first awakened her blood-drinking urge.
And after tasting Xia Lun’s blood… she had lost all interest in anyone else’s.
Of course, for an existence like Aina, who surpassed even the origin progenitors, the thirst could easily be suppressed… but she had no desire to hold back.
As her sole blood source, Xia Lun felt that his quality and flavor still mattered quite a bit.
“Really, truly delicious.” Aina said with absolute certainty. “Would I lie to you? Xia Lun.”
Xia Lun nodded. Aina indeed never lied to him.
“Besides, your blood isn’t the only thing that’s delicious……” The look in Aina’s eyes gradually burned with a flaming desire.
With a subtle shift of her body, she tilted her neck backward, high and proud, and the sound of air splitting rang out—the Demon Queen unfurled the scarlet bat wings behind her.
……
“Xia Lun! Aina! I’m back!”
Liyana bounded into the room with a bright, beaming smile.
“Guess what I brought you?”
Ruiwen was dragged in, bound hand and foot, tossed onto the floor like a lifeless sack.
Last night, Liyana and the others had tactfully stayed away, spending the night at Mr. Ladi’s place. Clearly, she hadn’t been idle.
Ruiwen’s face was ashen, his eyes dull and lifeless. No flowers or vines had been planted on him—Liyana wouldn’t really do something like that in front of Mo Lini. But his mental state was clearly on the verge of collapse, his clothes disheveled, his face bearing traces of grime.
“I already interrogated him. His boss is some guy named Aolei. All these half-bloods basically answer to this Aolei.” Liyana posed happily, hands on her hips, waiting for praise.
“Good work. Thanks.” Xia Lun expressed his gratitude.
“No trouble at all, hehe.” Liyana looked invigorated, despite having pulled an all-nighter.
“Aolei, huh?”
Aina fell into a brief contemplative silence.
She… still hadn’t heard of that name.
Which meant, as far as Aina was concerned, this Aolei was still a nobody—an insignificant character of some sort.
“I understand. Thank you, Liyana. That’s a big help.” Aina didn’t want to dampen Liyana’s enthusiasm.
Then, Aina closed her eyes slowly, her long lashes casting a thin shadow on her cheeks.
After a moment, she opened her eyes again, a faint crimson glint flashing in them.
“I see… He belongs to a vassal house under the Yuelai Family.”
“Uh, Yuelai Family… which one is that?” Xia Lun had never even heard of it. He had never cared much about the tangled web of vampire family relations. Aina rarely brought up such matters with him.
“The Yuelai Family… should now fall under Niya’s jurisdiction.” Aina explained.
Xia Lun nodded. Finally, a name he recognized.
Vampire politics certainly ran in circles within circles.
Aina turned her gaze toward Ruiwen, a trace of barely concealed disgust flickering in her eyes.
As a human, he should have died long ago, not continue to exist in this form, half-alive. The mere existence of half-bloods like him was a desecration of pure vampire bloodlines.
Aina reached out slowly, and Ruiwen’s memories were drawn out from his mind, replaying before her like slides on a projection.
“I feel like I wasted my whole night.” Liyana muttered at the sight, pursing her lips in a pout.
“Sure, you wasted it, but you also didn’t get any sleep.” Mo Lini patted Liyana on the shoulder.
“And that’s supposed to be a good thing?” Liyana widened her eyes.
Mo Lini: “I slept very well last night… For me, that’s a good thing.”
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
] [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!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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)
