Han Junhao's scalp went numb.
He couldn't have imagined Lin Mo being this terrifying.
Three heavenly thunderbolts, three different colors, each one countless times stronger than the one he'd taken. If it had been him, the first one would have been the end of it.
Oriental Leaf finally straightened up, brushed the dirt off his knees, and strolled over to stand beside Lin Mo.
He looked from a distance at Ivy in the pit.
The woman was still convulsing down there, green arcs of dragon lightning crawling across her skin, sending spasms through her body every few seconds.
"Can't kill her?"
"That's not the case."
Lin Mo stretched lazily. "One more bolt and she's done for. I deliberately didn't use Heavenly Thunder Fivefold Strike—if the super five-in-one came down, there'd be nothing left of her, not even bones. I held back."
Oriental Leaf's mouth twitched, but he said nothing.
Held back.
That woman who could command reality with her words, you slammed her into the dirt with a single move and she's still twitching down there—and you call that holding back.
Lin Mo had already started walking forward, not even glancing at Han Junhao as he passed.
Han Junhao was picking himself up off the ground, covered in dust and soot, his clothes singed all over.
"Han Junhao."
Lin Mo called out without turning around. "You're the witness here. I did my part—don't go saying I was slacking off."
Having dealt with two people back to back, Lin Mo had no intention of continuing to fight.
Han Junhao didn't respond. He took a deep breath and turned to head back toward where they'd been fighting Ivy.
Smiling Face was still over there—that guy who could only manipulate emotions had been helpless against Ivy's thunder and lightning. Someone needed to check if he was dead or alive.
Lin Mo stopped at the edge of the pit and stared down at Ivy.
The dragon lightning was still tormenting her, green light flickering in the darkness, making her face alternate between bright and shadowed.
She gritted her teeth, not making a sound, but her body had already stopped obeying her.
Oriental Leaf caught up and stood beside Lin Mo, also looking into the pit.
"What's her deal?"
"Ivy. Her ability description is 'bestowed by the Father of the Gods'—I'm guessing it's tied to Western mythology. In practice, it's about equivalent to 'whatever she says, happens,' but there should be limits."
Oriental Leaf was silent for two seconds.
That's command over reality, then.
He knew exactly how much weight those four words carried.
If developed far enough, that kind of ability had practically no ceiling.
Maybe only Director Long could have taken her down, except Director Long couldn't leave China.
"Exactly the kind of opponent you couldn't beat." Lin Mo struck the nail right on the head.
"To be precise, she's the all-rounder of this four-person team. A six-sided fighter—offense, defense, adaptability, versatility. She can handle any situation."
He paused, then added: "Too bad she ran into me."
If anyone else had said that, Oriental Leaf would have called it arrogance.
But the way Lin Mo said it, plain and matter-of-fact, it didn't sound like boasting at all.
And the facts backed it up.
The woman who commanded reality with her words—three bolts of lightning.
"You're not going to kill her?"
Oriental Leaf couldn't help but look at Lin Mo, curious.
"No rush. It hasn't even started yet."
Lin Mo was confident. He'd held back from the very beginning—against Ivy, and against that turtle-shelled William too. He'd saved his strength for both of them.
The moment those words left his mouth, the ground beneath their feet began to tremble.
Not the lateral rocking of an earthquake—it was power pushing up from deep below, layer after layer of soil being shoved aside, debris flying everywhere.
Boom!
Oriental Leaf instinctively stepped back two paces, and then he saw it.
A dragon.
Earthen yellow, Western dragon in shape—great wings, long tail, four legs.
The entire dragon burst forth from underground, kicking up a blinding cloud of dust, wingspan at least thirty meters. Every scale on its body was compacted rock and soil, a looming black monument under the moonlight.
Standing on the dragon's head was a man.
Eric. The driver.
Oriental Leaf craned his neck to look at the earth dragon, his throat bobbing. "How strong can something this big be?"
"Stronger than you, anyway."
"...Can you stop using me as the benchmark?"
"Isn't that the clearest way to help you understand the reality?"
Lin Mo's gaze locked on Eric.
Of these four, William was the tank, Ivy was the all-rounder, Sam was the shooter, and this man who'd spent the entire trip silently playing driver—he was the true ace up their sleeve.
Child of the Earth. Eric.
What could Lin Mo do? His Human Emperor Banner was housing a few people from the Divine Eye Bureau, after all.
Oriental Leaf dropped the joking around and took a serious look at the earth dragon coiled in the air. The dragon's tail swept across the ground, carving a half-meter-deep trench—just a casual flick, and the destructive power was on full display.
Just then, rustling sounds came from the grass nearby.
Both of them turned to look.
It was Smiling Face.
He crawled out from the bushes, leaves and mud clinging to his clothes, but the smile on his face was as flawless as ever.
Smiling Face looked around—first at Lin Mo and Oriental Leaf, then at the earth dragon in the distant sky, and finally at the pit on the ground.
"Sorry, have you seen Han Junhao? Is he alright?"
His voice trailed off as he caught sight of Ivy in the pit.
Green dragon lightning was still dancing over her body, her eyes rolled back white, but she was still breathing.
Smiling Face stared for a second, then reached behind his waist and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
Metal, but etched with dense patterns—probably the Korean knockoff version of a superpower-suppression cuff, designed specifically to restrain awakened abilities.
He jumped into the pit, quickly clamped the cuffs around Ivy's wrists, then hauled her up by the collar, climbed out, and dusted off his hands. He looked up at Lin Mo.
"Mr. Lin Mo did this, I take it? I'll report that to higher-ups. Thanks for the cooperation."
"Just don't forget what you promised us."
"Of course."
Smiling Face hoisted Ivy onto his shoulder and started walking away. He took two steps, then looked back, his ever-present smile revealing nothing.
"If you see Han Junhao, tell him I'm heading back to turn in first. I'm a man who values his life, so I won't be sticking around for that kind of excitement over there."
With that, he left without looking back.
Oriental Leaf opened his mouth, about to say something—like, are you seriously just letting him take her? Isn't that handing over the credit for nothing?
But Lin Mo shot him a look, and the meaning was clear: don't talk.
Oriental Leaf shut his mouth.
Smiling Face dragged Ivy back toward the command post. Halfway there, he came across William, lying on the ground.
The mountain of a man was face-down in the grass, a clear handprint stamped across his face, his clothes burned through.
Still breathing, but completely unconscious.
Smiling Face crouched down and pulled another pair of suppression cuffs from his other pocket.
As he clicked the cuffs onto William's wrists, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Not his standard professional smile—this was genuine amusement.
He wondered what the Divine Eye Bureau would look like when they heard about this.
Dragging one person under each arm, he headed for the command post.
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?"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
