Su Qi's breathing had completely lost its rhythm.
Ding-ling~
Ding-ling~
One chime after another.
He felt his blood rushing faster with each sound, eroding what little rationality he had left.
His gaze remained fixed on the cake still smeared with cream and chocolate sauce.
Liu Yuan's voice, laced with amusement, brushed against his eardrums like a feather—light yet maddening.
An indescribable tension filled the air, one that made his heartbeat erratic.
Seeing Su Qi frozen in place, his expression shifting between conflict and hesitation, Liu Yuan tilted her head.
"Gege?"
She drew out the word, her voice soft and slightly nasal—a blend of coquetry and playful insistence.
"Really won’t eat it?"
She pushed the cake closer, nearly touching his lips.
The sweetness of chocolate and cream grew more intoxicating.
Su Qi could almost taste its velvety texture.
He knew.
From the earlier "accidental" fall to this calculated feeding, every step was part of Liu Yuan’s scheme.
But...
His eyes met hers—bright, clear pools reflecting his own flustered state.
There was innocence there, yet also mischief, like a fox wagging its tail after a successful prank.
The words of refusal lingered on his tongue.
Phrases like "Wipe it off now" flashed through his mind for all of 0.01 seconds.
But faced with her expectant, slightly smug expression, they dissolved before he could speak.
The mood was set.
Wouldn’t outright rejection seem needlessly cold?
Besides... it might only make her pout more.
He could justify the first incident as her being playful and himself needing to stay composed.
But this?
Honestly, his resolve was crumbling.
His silence seemed to embolden her.
Her smile deepened, radiating a "I knew gege would indulge me" glow.
"Carry me to the sofa, gege. Dinner should be eaten sitting down."
"Otherwise... how can I feed you properly?"
Su Qi: "..."
What was this?
Some kind of... feeding ritual?
Absurd.
Utterly absurd!
Yet, amid the chimes of the bell and her honeyed voice, his body moved almost involuntarily.
Before he knew it—
They were on the sofa.
The scene mirrored ten minutes prior, save for the reduced distance between them.
Liu Yuan’s eyes curved into satisfied crescents.
Su Qi’s mind short-circuited.
Rationality screamed "Stop this!"
His body, however, obeyed a different script.
The cake hovered centimeters from his lips.
Chocolate and cream swirled together, their rich aroma overwhelming.
Time stretched.
The room held only their shallow breaths and the faint jingle of the bell.
Finally, Su Qi shut his eyes.
Eating cake at night wasn’t that unusual...
Right?
He parted his lips slightly.
Then—
Warmth. Softness. The cool sweetness of cream against his mouth.
The cake melted instantly.
Chocolate and cream flooded his senses, decadent and smooth.
It was... undeniably good.
The bell at his ankle chimed again with his movement.
Ding-ling, ding-ling.
Su Qi opened his eyes, slowly savoring the bite.
The sweetness lingered on his tongue.
He looked at Liu Yuan.
The girl who’d been all confidence moments ago now stared at her lap, ears burning crimson.
After three heartbeats, she peeked up, voice small:
"...Was it okay?"
"A bit... too sweet."
Su Qi stood and walked to the sofa’s edge.
Under Liu Yuan’s wide-eyed gaze, he grabbed a tissue from the side table.
Then knelt.
Reached out.
Liu Yuan stiffened.
The bell trembled.
Ding-ling~
He dabbed at the remaining cream and chocolate with meticulous care.
Her pulse raced; her cheeks scalded.
The bell, sensing its owner’s turmoil, shivered in response.
Ding-ling... ding-ling...
The last traces vanished, though a faint sugary scent remained.
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.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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."
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.
