Ten thousand miles away.
Countless girls surrounding Lu Benwei suddenly encountered various issues - some had to leave to make breakthroughs, some had family members pass away, all sorts of reasons popping up.
In no time, only a few lackeys were left in the private room.
It was empty.
Meanwhile, Lu Benwei sneezed and then collapsed onto the ground.
"It's over," Lu Benwei whispered in shock.
Ignoring the lackeys beside him, he soared into the sky.
"Bro, what's wrong?" a lackey called out.
"I've been cursed. I need to get that Heavenly Dao kid to change the currency back to break it..."
"Your brother here doesn't want to be unable to find a woman for life..."
Meanwhile, at Yi Feng's location.
Seeing Yi Feng cursing like that, the young servant trembled in fear and hurriedly advised, "Sir, mind your words, please be careful!"
"Mind my ass," Yi Feng raged furiously.
Beside him, Gong Chen watched trembling.
The master truly is the master.
Other experts all put on airs and act aloof.
Only the master shows his true nature.
And loves money too.
How down-to-earth.
Fortunately, Gong Chen still had some gold coins, though he didn't know what they were for before. But at least it solved Yi Feng's urgent need.
They finally bought a house.
After settling in, Yi Feng suddenly thought of something.
That is, could he ask the system to help him move the small island from the Immortal River Continent to Dark Shadow Island?
Think about it.
The Heaven and Earth Sect had taken so much effort back then, the small island was built so perfectly, it would be such a shame to leave it behind now that he's in the Immortal Realm.
Yi Feng immediately started to inquire with the system.
"Ding, not possible," the system's voice came, disappointing Yi Feng greatly.
But the system's next words made Yi Feng's eyes light up.
"For 10,000 exchange points, a teleportation array can be established between the Heaven and Earth Sect and Dark Shadow Island."
"Ah!"
"That's great!"
Yi Feng jumped up excitedly.
To be honest,
He'd been in the Immortal Realm for so long, he really missed those old men and women on the island.
And his precious disciple Zhong Qing.
Uh, and those good-for-nothing disciples of his. Though he didn't have much affection for them, they were still his disciples in name.
Maybe he could even bring them to the Immortal Realm to broaden their horizons.
Yi Feng opened the system exchange store.
Sure enough, he found the exchange option. Although this teleportation array was a bit expensive, needing 10,000 exchange points, he had saved up quite a few fortune points from the Immortal River Continent recently.
...
Meanwhile, at the Heaven and Earth Sect.
The streets were bustling.
Vendors were hawking their wares...
It was still as lively as ever.
Only occasionally, someone carrying nightsoil would pass by, somewhat ruining the scenery.
Lu DaSheng was carrying a pair of nightsoil buckets.
He was looking sternly at ten young men before him.
As the Heaven and Earth Sect grew larger day by day, producing countless amounts of nightsoil, Lu DaSheng had no choice but to expand his organization.
So,
He had selected ten holy disciples from the virtual realm and taken them as apprentices.
"Remember," he said.
"The path of carrying nightsoil contains great dao."
"To carry nightsoil, first calm your mind, and more importantly, don't fear others' gazes. Only then can you reach the pinnacle."
Lu DaSheng instructed earnestly.
"Yes!"
The ten young men responded respectfully, picking up their nightsoil buckets in unison and beginning today's work in an orderly manner.
Outside the small island.
A figure stood in mid-air.
He had red clothes and red hair - it was the long-unseen Destroyer of the World.
Beside him were ten men wearing armor.
"My lords, according to the envoy's investigation, the loss of fortune in the Immortal River Continent is related to this small island!" the Destroyer of the World said respectfully.
"Are you sure it's this small island?" one of the men asked in surprise.
"It's like this, my lord. The envoy said that only this place blocked his investigation," the Destroyer of the World explained respectfully. "And for a low-level plane like the Immortal River Continent, under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be able to evade the envoy's investigation. So this place is highly suspicious!"
"Hmph!"
"Such a small island can be destroyed with a wave of the hand."
"Why do we ten brothers need to take action personally?"
One of the armored men's voice rang out with disdain.
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
