In the abandoned park, the chirping of cicadas was scattered and faint.
Xu Mingyao knelt on the stone path covered with a layer of fallen leaves. With her head bowed, her calm voice hid a barely noticeable tremble.
"Lin Yu."
"I'm sorry."
"I know I was wrong."
"I shouldn't have provoked you."
"I shouldn't have done those terrible things to you."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm truly sorry."
"I really know I was wrong."
"Will you let me go?"
"I have nothing left now."
"I will never be a threat to you again."
"Lin Yu."
"I'm begging you."
"Please, let me go."
"She is all I have left now."
"Can you please leave her to me?"
Xu Mingyao's increasingly unsteady voice slowly echoed through the silent, deserted park.
Lin Yu stood before her, unable to recover from Xu Mingyao's extremely abnormal behavior for a moment.
On the other hand, Lin Yu's silence made Xu Mingyao think he was unwilling to let things end like this.
Xu Mingyao became agitated.
She completely stripped off her last layer of decency, tossing calmness and dignity aside.
She shuffled forward two steps on her knees, shortening the distance between her and Lin Yu.
She raised her face and reached out to grab the hem of Lin Yu's shirt.
Under the dim light of the streetlamp, her eyes were red. With a somewhat neurotic and agitated tone, she said:
"Lin Yu."
"I know."
"You forced Tao Yaoyao to do all these things."
"Didn't you?"
"You did all this."
"Just to get back at me, right?"
"Just to see me in this state?"
"I'm kneeling before you now."
"Apologizing to you."
"Please forgive me."
"Or..."
"Or what else do you want me to do?"
"I'll do anything!"
"Stop going after Tao Yaoyao."
"Come at me instead, okay?"
"I'm begging you."
"Lin Yu."
"I'm begging you."
Saying this, Xu Mingyao could no longer control her agitated emotions. Her exhausted hands tightly gripped the hem of Lin Yu's shirt.
Pea-sized tears squeezed out of her eyes, rolling down her cheeks one by one.
It wasn't until this moment, amidst Xu Mingyao's broken sobs, that Lin Yu finally snapped out of his daze.
Looking at Xu Mingyao, kneeling on the ground like a dog, humbly begging him to spare her.
Lin Yu remained silent.
It seemed...
...like something wasn't quite right.
Looking at Xu Mingyao, who had humbled herself into the dirt.
Lin Yu knew that this was the best time for his revenge, the best time to humiliate Xu Mingyao.
He could tell her a few things.
Like how, in the very beginning, Tao Yaoyao had firmly rejected this job that required her body as the price.
But later, because she had to support someone, she was forced to swallow her pride and accept it.
He could tell her.
How resistant Tao Yaoyao was the first time, and how proactive she was this afternoon.
He could tell her.
That Tao Yaoyao's initial attitude towards this kind of thing was to avoid it at all costs.
Yet a month ago, under his deliberate cold shoulder, she couldn't bear the loneliness and offered herself to him.
He could tell her.
The unbearable, self-degrading things Tao Yaoyao said in bed under his deliberate seduction and coercion.
He could also share a few things with her.
Share some of Tao Yaoyao's sweet spots and breaking points that she might never have known in her life if it weren't for him.
Lin Yu had many things he could tell Xu Mingyao.
He was even confident he could destroy the sanity she had so painstakingly built up.
Make her pull out that knife, the one he wasn't sure she had thrown away or not.
And do the most extreme thing she could possibly do.
Lin Yu had even thought out what would happen after that.
He wouldn't kill her.
That would be too boring.
He could tie her up and cover her mouth.
Hide her in the hotel wardrobe.
Let her see with her own eyes what a wanton look Tao Yaoyao had when she wasn't around.
Let her hear with her own ears the lowly titles Tao Yaoyao used to address herself in front of him.
There were still many, many things he could do after that.
As the former moderator of the Pure Love Forum.
Just like the leader of the Five Great Mountains in the orthodox martial arts world.
Towards the methods of those in the demonic path.
While Lin Yu abhorred them deeply, he was also all too familiar with them.
But, but...
...
It, it seemed like something wasn't quite right.
Lin Yu stared blankly at Xu Mingyao kneeling before him.
Then he slowly raised his gaze, his eyes drifting aimlessly through this abandoned, deserted park.
No.
Lin Yu faintly felt that something was wrong.
But what exactly was wrong?
Lin Yu couldn't say for sure.
Looking around in confusion, Lin Yu felt as if there was a hidden gaze in this silent, deserted abandoned park.
That gaze seemed to be everywhere.
It was angry.
It was full of hatred.
It seemed to be hiding beneath some invisible, blurry shadow, staring intently right here.
The resentful eyes looked as if they couldn't wait to rush out and tear him to pieces.
Lin Yu stood frozen in place, numb.
He only felt that all of this seemed somewhat familiar.
Feeling that seemingly omnipresent, resentful gaze.
Lin Yu suddenly understood.
It was wrong!
It was wrong!
The position was wrong!
Right.
Right!
The position was wrong.
That was it, the position was wrong!
A flash of excitement at finding the answer crossed Lin Yu's eyes, but the confusion in them didn't dissipate; instead, it became even thicker and lingered.
He... he felt like he shouldn't be standing here.
Confusion welled up like a mist in Lin Yu's dark eyes, making him seem even more lost as he stood alone in the woods.
Suddenly, Lin Yu realized something.
He felt like he shouldn't be standing in front of this pitiful person kneeling on the ground, who had given up all her dignity and bottom lines for the one she loved.
His... his place should be within the dense, dark woods before him.
He should be that invisible, angry gaze.
He had always been standing there before...
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
