Yi Feng rode slowly toward the harbor.
People streamed past him toward the colossal vessel, and he gazed enviously for a moment at the four massive characters emblazoned on its hull—Starcross Ancient Ark.
After a long look, Yi Feng prepared to move on.
A hundred million immortal crystals was an utterly staggering price.
Spending that much just to board a ship? Better to save it for something far more important.
Just as he was about to head into the sea, a voice called out from behind.
"Brother! The Starcross Ancient Ark is about to depart—please board quickly!"
Yi Feng turned at the sound.
A plainly dressed young man stood on the deck, smiling as he looked Yi Feng’s way.
Glancing around, Yi Feng realized no one else was nearby.
He was baffled.
"Thanks for the reminder," Yi Feng said.
"But I don’t have a ticket. You must have the wrong person…?"
The young man blinked, then chuckled apologetically.
"Brother, you jest."
"Riding the Starcross Ancient Ark requires no ticket—nor any cost at all."
What the hell?
No ticket needed? Had he almost been scammed?
He’d assumed the earlier guy was just a scalper, but it turned out he was running a full-on con?
Yi Feng’s eyes widened.
"You’re absolutely sure it’s free? Don’t mess with me!"
The young man had already extended a welcoming hand.
"All who seek the Land of Fallen Gods may board the Starcross Ancient Ark. This is common knowledge, brother. Please, come aboard!"
His earnest demeanor was convincing enough that Yi Feng, still half-doubting, clasped his hands in polite acknowledgment.
"Alright, thank you."
Even as he led his mount up the gangway, he couldn’t quite believe it. Who’d have thought the cultivation world could be this cutthroat? If not for his frugal nature, he’d have been swindled out of a fortune!
How many other greenhorns had that scammer bled dry?
At least he’d dodged that disaster.
Since he hadn’t lost anything, Yi Feng didn’t dwell on it.
Following the young man’s guidance, he ascended the darkwood staircase to the ark’s deck.
The deck teemed with passengers—too many to count at a glance. Some hawked wares, others chatted, and a few sat cross-legged in meditation. The lively, mundane atmosphere made it feel like a bustling street straight out of the martial world.
Yi Feng found an empty spot and settled down.
As countless cultivators boarded, the ark finally set sail half a day later with a deep, resonant hum.
The harbor and sea seemed to merely recede at first, but in the blink of an eye, they were already hundreds of miles behind.
Waves churned violently across the ocean, yet the ancient ark stood unshaken like a mountain.
Walking its deck felt as steady as solid ground. No storm could sway this behemoth—a vessel like this could probably traverse the entire Star’s End without trouble.
Leisurely admiring the seascape, Yi Feng’s eyes gleamed with anticipation.
…
Half a month passed in a flash.
The ark sailed smoothly across the Boundless Blue, cutting through towering rivers and skirting countless islands. They even encountered massive, unnamed sea creatures along the way. The sights were breathtaking, the wonders never-ending.
Today, the sunset bled crimson over the water, scattering golden ripples as the ark plowed forward. From above, the scene was like a painting.
Yet as Yi Feng stood on the deck, a hint of weariness crept into his gaze.
He’d grown numb to the beauty.
With time pressing, how could he spare the energy to gawk at scenery every day?
The initial novelty and excitement had long faded into monotony.
It was like the so-called peerless beauties—unattainable dreams to common folk, but old news to those who’d had their fill.
At this rate…
How much longer until they reached the Land of Fallen Gods?
Irritated, Yi Feng propped his chin on his hand, lost in thought.
Then came heavy footsteps and a familiar voice.
"Well, well."
"Fate works in mysterious ways. Who’d have thought we’d meet again?"
Turning, Yi Feng saw the portly merchant from before!
The man stood with one hand behind his back and the other resting pompously on his belly, smirking as he swaggered over.
Yi Feng’s expression darkened.
This damn scammer…
No remorse, no shame—and now he had the nerve to strike up a conversation?
The merchant stepped closer, eyes dripping with mockery.
"Tsk tsk. Didn’t you swear you wouldn’t board the ark?"
"I thought you had some skill, planning to cross the sea on your own. Turns out you’re all talk—ended up here just like the rest of us!"
His voice wasn’t loud, but none aboard the ark were ordinary. They didn’t need divine sense to hear every word.
Curious onlookers began to gather, smirking as if eager for a spectacle to break the voyage’s tedium.
Yi Feng gave him a flat look.
"You’ve got no shame, coming over to chat like this."
"One more word, and I’ll toss you into the sea to feed the fish."
The moment the words left his mouth, the crowd of spectators swelled.
The scammer threw his head back and laughed, oozing arrogance.
"Toss me into the sea?"
"Hahaha…!"
"You really are a clueless newbie! Everyone knows private fights are forbidden on the Starcross Ancient Ark. Not even a mighty overlord would dare break that rule!"
"All bark, no bite—go on, try it! I’m right here, annoying you. What’re you gonna do about it?"
"Come on, I dare you—GYAH!"
His taunting bravado ended mid-sentence as he went flying over the railing!
SPLASH!
A heavy impact, a soaring arc—and then the sea erupted as a flailing figure cursed up a storm.
"Holy shit?!"
"You—you actually did it?!"
The suddenness left the onlookers stunned, their eyes bulging.
Yi Feng coldly watched the fat man flounder in the brine, his face impassive.
"You asked for it."
At this point, he feared nothing—not even death. Why would he back down from a scammer?
He hadn’t planned to bother with the fool, but the guy kept pushing, acting like the world owed him deference. How could Yi Feng not oblige such a request?
As more and more people took notice, the deck grew crowded with murmurs and fearful pointing.
"Holy hell!"
"Who’s the madman behind this?!"
"Today’s the day—someone actually started a fight on the Starcross Ancient Ark!"
"Tsk tsk. A once-in-ten-millennium spectacle!"
"Must be some outsider who doesn’t know the rules. He’s in for it now—might even lose his life over this!"
The hushed warnings grew louder, and Yi Feng’s eyes lit up.
Lose his life…?
Just for throwing a scammer overboard?
Well, damn!
If he’d known that, he’d have done it sooner!
Just as his excitement peaked, the crowd abruptly fell silent.
Spectators parted down the middle as a squad of uniformed guards materialized, their leader’s icy glare sweeping the area.
"Audacious! Who dares brawl on these sacred decks?!"
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.
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?!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
