After leaving the Jingyutai villa area, the five of them temporarily went their separate ways.
Since Su Yang needed to pick up Lu Yun, Pan Ning rode along in Meng Wenzhou's car.
They agreed to meet at the Guomao Shopping Mall near Lu Yun's previous workplace, while Su Yang drove back alone to Senhai Manor to switch cars.
Plans had changed unexpectedly—he initially thought they would just gather somewhere in the city today, but it turned out they were heading to Shima Town instead.
The McLaren Senna could technically make the trip, but with eight people in total, a sports car like the Senna wasn’t the most practical choice.
A little over twenty minutes later, Su Yang returned home, grabbed the keys, and swapped to the Maybach before driving out of Senhai Manor.
Soon, he arrived at the roadside parking spot near the LV store, where Meng Wenzhou and the others had also picked up Han Xiaoyu and Xia Keke nearby.
Su Yang parked his car, stepped out, and pulled out his phone to call Lu Yun.
"Hey, Lu Yun, I’m nearby now. You can come over—I’m at the LV store entrance."
"Got it~ Be right there!"
After hanging up, he lit a cigarette while waiting.
Today, he was wearing a slightly fitted gray-to-white gradient LV T-shirt, paired with off-white casual shorts from Off-White, white Chanel sneakers, and an Audemars Piguet Royal Oak on his wrist.
The overall look was sporty yet stylish, and combined with his near-perfect physique, almost every passing girl couldn’t help but glance his way.
Though, the Maybach behind him was probably the main reason.
Leaning against the hood of the car, a gust of wind swept through, lifting the short fringe that had grown back on his forehead.
"Hey, handsome~"
A soft, girlish voice suddenly called out.
Su Yang turned toward the sound and saw a very anime-esque, slightly chubby girl with twin tails walking toward him, waving. She wore a white blouse and a gray skirt, her ample chest prominent, and her fair, plump legs were clad in black Mary Jane shoes. Aside from her average face, everything else about her was top-tier.
Su Yang blinked. "You are?"
The girl’s cheeks were round and rosy, looking soft to the touch.
She pointed shyly at the car behind him. "Is this your car, handsome?"
Realizing she was just another car admirer, Su Yang replied flatly, "Obviously. You think I’d sit on someone else’s car like this?"
He quickly sized her up.
—System, scan her.
[Yao Shishi, Age: 19]
[Height: 163cm]
[Weight: 57kg]
[Looks: 75]
[Body: 85]
[Relationships: 1, Single]
[Body Count: 2]
[Trait: Soft, Contrast]
—Wait, when did the system add a new trait?
[It’s not important. The system will continue optimizing to provide a more user-friendly experience for the host.]
—System, you’re too good to me!! I could cry.
—But seriously, what’s this "contrast" trait about? How extreme is it?
[Host may explore this independently.]
Su Yang: "......"
"Handsome, can I add you on WeChat?" Yao Shishi asked, blushing slightly.
"We don’t even know each other."
"I know, but you’re so good-looking, I’d love to get to know you." Her face turned even redder as she spoke.
Her body was great, but her face was just average, even with makeup.
If Su Yang hadn’t already met so many beauties, he might have added her. But now? He was surrounded by stunning women, all scoring above 85. He wasn’t at the point where he’d take just anyone.
Smiling, he said, "No need for WeChat. You’re still a student, right?"
"Mhm, yeah~"
"Then focus on your studies. I’ve got things to do." He dismissed her politely.
"Okay~" Disappointment flickered in Yao Shishi’s eyes as she turned and walked away.
Though he didn’t add her, Su Yang noticed another new system feature. He asked mentally:
—System, what’s Lu Yun’s trait?
[Lu Yun, Trait: High Combat Prowess]
—What the—?!
—Lu Yun’s strong in bed? How come I never noticed?
Su Yang was baffled, but after mentally reviewing his past encounters, he realized Lu Yun might actually be the best among them...
—Damn, then what’s Pan Ning’s trait?
[Pan Ning, Trait: Mysterious, Highly Adaptable]
—What the hell?! I don’t even get it! Whatever, I’ll figure it out later.
As Su Yang was lost in thought, Lu Yun came jogging over from a distance.
"Su Yang~~" she called out while still several meters away.
"You’re here."
"Yep~ Oh, where are your friends?"
"They should be nearby. Let me check."
Su Yang pulled out his phone and messaged Meng Wenzhou.
"Old Meng, where are you guys?"
"At KS Café."
"Where’s KS Café?"
Meng Wenzhou: "No clue, but it’s near Guomao. Oh, and I just saw an absolute goddess in the café! [Smirk]"
Su Yang: "Oh? For you to say that, she must be something. How stunning are we talking?"
"Let me put it this way—the kind of beauty you rarely see in a lifetime. I’ve met plenty of women, but she’s on another level."
Su Yang: "That good? How does she compare to Pan Ning?"
"Hard to say. Different styles. Pan Ning’s not that pretty to me—maybe ‘cause she’s my sister, so I don’t see it. But this girl? Pure, sweet, adorable, flawless from every angle. The kind of girl you’d remember forever, you know?"
"That exaggerated?! Didn’t you go ask for her WeChat? For someone like you, that should be easy."
"I was about to, even stood up, but she suddenly grabbed her bag and ran—maybe got a call or something."
Reading this, Su Yang felt something was off. He glanced at Lu Yun beside him.
"Lu Yun, did you just come from a café?"
Lu Yun nodded. "Yeah~"
‘No way… Old Meng’s talking about her, isn’t he?’
"What was the café called?"
"Uh, I didn’t pay attention, but I think the name had two English letters."
"Damn!"
Su Yang chuckled and replied to Meng Wenzhou: "Never mind that. My friend’s here. Hurry up and meet us at the LV store entrance."
"Got it. Ugh, I should’ve gone up to her sooner. A goddess like that, just gone like the wind."
Su Yang rolled his eyes. "Stop whining and get over here."
After putting his phone away, he turned to Lu Yun. "My friends were in the same café as you earlier."
"Ah? What a coincidence!"
"Yeah, they’re on their way now."
"Okay~"
The two stood by the roadside chatting while they waited, and within minutes, they spotted a group of people approaching in the distance.
The group also noticed Su Yang and a girl standing there, though Lu Yun was turned slightly to the side, making it hard for Meng Wenzhou to see her clearly.
As they drew closer, he found her increasingly familiar.
At that moment, Su Yang smiled and said, "They're here."
Lu Yun turned with a gentle smile and saw six people walking toward them.
Among them, two stood wide-eyed, their mouths hanging open in shock...
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.
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
