Central Continent.
Four figures clad in black robes crouched on the eaves.
The first figure wore a skeleton suit, with a skull head sporting an expressive look, a blade of grass dangling from its teeth.
The second figure revealed a dog's head, cocked to the side with a sly expression.
The third figure resembled a centipede, its pincers occasionally clamping.
The last figure was a large black bear, but the robe was too small, only covering its shoulders, making the robe look stretched.
"Brother, brother, just wait a moment, the Saintess of the Qianxun Sect will pass by here soon," the dog hurriedly said.
"Oh?"
"How do I look today?" Lu Benwei quickly adjusted his black robe and struck a pose, asking.
"Wait a sec, bro, let me fix you up." The dog eagerly pulled out a set of clothes from his pocket and laid them out in front of Lu Benwei.
"Qing, what's this?" Lu Benwei looked at the clothes in amazement.
"Heh, you don't know about this, do you?" The dog whispered, "I heard from the old man next door that the owner used to sell clothes for a living, and this set of clothes was what was left unsold by the owner back then."
"And it seems that the owner called it, what was it...?"
"Yes, I remember now, tight pants, bean shoes, the ultimate chick magnet."
"Wow!"
"Good stuff." Lu Benwei gasped and quickly took off the black robe, putting on the tight pants and bean shoes, spinning around in place.
"How do I look?" He asked excitedly.
"A peerless handsome man." The dog raised three thumbs up.
"Let's go, brothers, and wait for the prey." Lu Benwei snapped his fingers, leaping into the air with his brothers and landing in a tavern, sitting at a table by the window.
"Bro, we're bound to succeed today," the centipede said excitedly.
"Of course, just look at the reputation I have in Central Continent now, the Saintess of the Qianxun Sect will be weak at the knees when she sees me," the dog boasted.
"Oh dear."
"Keep a low profile."
"Bro, I just want to find true love, so I don't want to reveal my identity in front of her."
"I want that girl to love me for my charm, my handsomeness, not for my status or power, and certainly not for my wealth." Lu Benwei pressed his palms together.
Meanwhile, in the sky.
Two figures stood, a middle-aged man and an old man who had come from the North Sea.
"Are you talking about this weirdo?"
"What's he wearing?" The middle-aged man frowned.
"Sir, don't judge by appearances, this man's strength is indeed considerable," the old man said. "If you don't believe me, look at this, it's a scene of him single-handedly defeating a certain sect some time ago."
With that.
He waved his hand.
A scene appeared in the air.
In the scene.
Lu Benwei stood with hands on hips, pressing down more than a dozen martial emperors on the ground, unable to move.
"Well, look at that posture, it's indeed him," the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, then he looked towards the tavern.
"Let's go, let's meet him." The middle-aged man leaped into the air and arrived at the entrance of the tavern, the two slowly going upstairs.
Then.
The two sat down at the table next to Lu Benwei's, listening intently to the conversation of the four.
“Bro, let me tell you, when you show up later, you must leave a deep impression on that girl,” whispered Gouzi.
“Indeed, but how do I leave a lasting impression?” Lu Benwei asked.
“It's easy,” Gouzi smiled. “When that girl passes by, I'll pretend to snatch something from a centipede. At that moment, you can descend from the sky and smack me away with a palm.”
“And when that girl sees your chivalrous act, along with your good character, not to mention your handsome appearance, she won't be able to take her eyes off you.”
“Ah, brilliant plan!” Lu Benwei slapped his thigh.
He couldn't help but admire Gouzi.
“Qing, you really know how to win my heart!”
“Putting in effort for Big Bro is only natural.”
Gouzi grinned, then remembered something. He pulled out a red rose with his paw and said, “Remember, Bro, you must bring this flower.”
“But at the beginning, you have to hide it, don't let the girl see it on purpose. And don't let her know you have a flower. Take it out casually to give her a surprise.”
“Clever!” Lu Benwei nodded and pocketed the rose.
“Qing, any more clever ideas?”
“Of course, there are many details, Big Bro, listen to me one by one,” Gouzi whispered to Lu Benwei.
Meanwhile,
After listening for a while, seeing the four talking about trivial things, a middle-aged man finally picked up his wine glass and walked over.
“Meeting is fate. I am Lu Xinwei. I'd like to make friends with the four of you. May I?” Lu Xinwei raised his glass and said with a smile.
However,
After a while,
No one paid him any attention.
The black bear was devouring food, the centipede was grooming its nails, and Gouzi and Lu Benwei were engrossed in their conversation.
The four completely treated Lu Xinwei as if he were invisible, as if this person didn't exist.
Lu Xinwei furrowed his brow.
The old man next to him was also full of anger.
Who were they?
He lowered his status to make friends personally, but he was directly ignored?
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
