The wolf closed in at lightning speed, sending Qing Mo into a growing panic.
When people panic, mistakes follow.
Her foot slipped, and Qing Mo could no longer maintain her forward sprint.
As her balance failed, she stared at the gray wolf lunging toward her with jaws wide open, its bloodthirsty maw filling her delicate features with terror and despair.
Regret coiled around her heart like barbed chains, choking her with self-loathing.
Why had she gone to such lengths to bring Lin Yu to this place?
Why had she been so foolish as to swerve just to avoid a single sheep?
Why was she so pathetic, clinging to Lin Yu like this...
...
Why did she ever have to meet him?
Bitter resentment threatened to burst from her chest, but at this moment, knowing it was all futile, Qing Mo shut her eyes in resignation.
Her body crashed heavily into the thick snow.
No pain.
Just cold.
Tumbling uncontrollably down the steep slope, she spun dizzyingly.
Yet, strangely, she felt no physical pain.
Through the relentless rolling, she barely managed to open her eyes and caught sight of a white and gray mass tangled together, rolling down just two meters away.
"Lin—"
Qing Mo tried to call out to Lin Yu, but she couldn’t even open her mouth.
Watching the indistinguishable struggle between man and wolf, a single tear crystallized at the corner of her eye, only to be gently wiped away by the pure snow...
...
After countless rotations, the ground finally leveled. The moment she steadied herself, Qing Mo tried to rise, desperate to check on Lin Yu.
She barely managed to push herself up on trembling arms when, five meters away, the white figure locked in combat with the wolf suddenly sat upright in the snow.
His head whipped around frantically, searching for something.
Then—
Their eyes met.
Lin Yu’s lips split into a grin, revealing a brilliant smile and a mouthful of bloodstained teeth.
He even had the audacity to flash her a victory sign.
✌
Like some cocky brat who’d just won a fight.
And in a way, he had.
The dining knife in Lin Yu’s hand was buried deep in the wolf’s neck, its fur dyed crimson from the gushing blood—a gruesome sight.
Seeing his carefree expression, Qing Mo almost laughed, but the emotion twisted her face into something closer to tears.
Her usual icy composure shattered, leaving only a fragile, pitiable woman behind.
The sight of Lin Yu, battered yet alive, broke her heart.
Lin Yu had no time for comfort. After a quick smirk, his gaze snapped to the slope they’d just tumbled down.
Six more wolves were charging toward them at full speed.
Pulling the knife free, Lin Yu limped over to Qing Mo, positioning himself between her and the pack.
"You’re hurt?" Qing Mo spotted his unsteady gait, her voice sharp with worry.
"It’s nothing."
"Just a little nip from the wolf."
"We’ll get a rabies shot after we escape."
His tone was dismissive.
The more indifferent he acted, the harder Qing Mo cried.
Lin Yu ignored her, eyes locked on the advancing wolves as he spoke over his shoulder:
"Go."
"Find a tree with rough bark—easy to climb."
"I’ll cover you."
This time, Qing Mo didn’t hesitate. Sniffling, she wiped her tears and stumbled toward the forest ahead.
Lin Yu backed up step by step, shielding her.
The wolves fanned out in a semicircle, stalking them cautiously.
With three of their pack already dead, the remaining six hesitated to attack, yet starvation gnawed at them, keeping them from retreating.
The standoff dragged on until, finally, Qing Mo found a tree with low branches, perfect for climbing.
Lin Yu stood guard beneath it, eyes on the wolves while coaching her up.
As he studied the pack, something curious caught his attention.
Most of the six wolves kept glancing backward, as if drawn by something behind them.
Each time one faltered, the largest wolf in the group would snarl, forcing them to refocus on the hunt.
Lin Yu instantly understood the distraction.
The three dead wolves’ corpses.
Wolves rarely ate their own kind.
But why?
Only because they weren’t hungry enough!
Humans resorted to unthinkable acts in famine—why expect less from beasts?
Faced with a dangerous prey or three safe, meaty carcasses, these wolves clearly preferred the latter.
All except one.
Lin Yu narrowed his eyes at the pack’s leader—the largest, most dominant wolf, positioned at the front.
It alone refused to turn back, and its authority kept the others in line.
The alpha?
Its taller frame and broader head confirmed Lin Yu’s guess.
If this pack had a leader, this was it.
Realizing the wolves’ internal struggle, Lin Yu exhaled in relief.
Good.
No more worries.
Once he and Qing Mo were up the tree, hunger would soon fracture the pack.
Starving wolves couldn’t afford to wait—they’d abandon the hunt for their fallen kin.
With that, the tension drained from Lin Yu’s body.
All they had to do was escape during the wolves’ cannibalistic feast, then return to the road and flag down help.
Had their wrecked car exploded yet? If not, the engine should’ve cooled by now, eliminating the risk.
They could even take shelter inside, boosting their survival odds!
Lin Yu grinned, convinced their ordeal was over.
Then—
A scream pierced the air behind him, followed by a heavy thud.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.
