In front of the martial arts hall.
Zhong Qing punched again and again. After learning from Yi Feng for so long, he had also learned a lot. When he punched, gusts of wind swirled around him.
While next to him, Ao Qing lay sprawled on the ground, watching boredly.
Tsk. This little boy's punches are far worse than master's.
But since you feed me every day, I'll refrain from mocking you.
Just then, a charming figure walked up to the martial arts hall entrance.
It was the demoness Yao Ling'er, specially dressed up. Her exquisite features, seductive figure, and the fragrance trailing behind her made pedestrians' eyes pop out.
Yet Yao Ling'er didn't even glance at them, her gaze fixed on the martial arts hall ahead.
She took a deep breath, looking very nervous,
Because she wanted to get acquainted with Yi Feng in advance by inspecting his martial arts hall up close.
After all, there was the covetous Mao Yun'er to contend with.
Though confident she surpassed Mao Yun'er in both strength and beauty, she still felt uneasy, unsure of Yi Feng's preferences.
So she came early, hoping to gain an advantage.
Finally at the entrance, looking at the resonating stone below and drying cloth hanging on the side, she had mixed feelings but didn't dare act rashly. She called out softly, "Is anyone there?"
Inside, Zhong Qing practicing his punches heard her and hurried out, saying politely, "Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, little brother. I'm looking for Mr. Yi," Yao Ling'er said charmingly.
"I'm afraid Master isn't here. Please come back another day!" Zhong Qing said apologetically.
"Not here?"
Yao Ling'er frowned, then asked, "Could you tell me where your master went?"
"Well..."
Zhong Qing looked embarrassed.
"Just tell me, okay?"
Yao Ling'er blinked coquettishly at Zhong Qing. Her voice carried a hint of flirtation.
Zhong Qing's mind shook. Powerless before Yao Ling'er's beauty, his flushed face stammered incoherently before he finally said haltingly, "Master went to Yihong Brothel to play mahjong with the ladies."
"Yihong Brothel?"
Yao Ling'er's eyes flashed, seemingly hearing incredulous news. She quickly asked again, "Then little brother, could you tell me what playing mahjong means?"
"That is...that is..."
Zhong Qing looked very embarrassed as he said awkwardly, "It means the affairs between men and women!"
"Oh!"
Yao Ling'er nodded sagely, smiling at Zhong Qing. "Little brother, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. Thank you for today. I'll introduce you to a girl someday."
Zhong Qing immediately blushed crimson, but still said, "Let's talk about that later. You should go back first. I still have to practice boxing."
Seeing Zhong Qing's reaction, Yao Ling'er's eyes glinted.
Like master, like disciple!
"Alright, I won't disturb your practice. Go back and train. I'm leaving now," Yao Ling'er said gently.
Zhong Qing nodded and returned inside.
Watching Zhong Qing go back in, the corners of Yao Ling'er's lips rose slightly. Though she didn't meet Yi Feng, she had obtained crucial information.
She had worried that someone of Yi Feng's level might have transcended carnal desires.
After all, he could have cast them aside at his realm. But the news indicated that this gentlemanly master wasn't so upright after all.
This would make her task much easier.
Delighted, she turned to leave the martial arts hall, but took only two steps before halting. Her gaze fell upon the Swift Cloak drying nearby.
After hesitating, she gritted her teeth and took the cloak into her hands.
"Woof!"
At the same time, Ao Qing resting inside the hall howled.
Zhong Qing frowned. He grabbed the longsword Yi Feng had gifted him and rushed out.
The moment he exited, he saw Yao Ling'er pilfering the cloak.
"You dare steal!"
Anger colored Zhong Qing's face as he shouted, "You looked so beautiful, yet you're capable of this!"
Yao Ling'er's expression changed, also not expecting Zhong Qing to catch her red-handed. But she stayed calm, turning charming as she said, "Little brother, how about I give this cloth to you and introduce you to a girl like I promised?"
"I'm telling you to put down the cloth," Zhong Qing righteously commanded. "It may be just a cloth, but I see through you now. I don't need you to introduce any girl either."
"Little brother, aren't you being unfun?" Yao Ling'er persisted with her smile.
But Zhong Qing was immune to her act now. Drawing his longsword, his small body shot forth in an arc towards Yao Ling'er.
"Hmph!"
"Such sloppy skills yet you dare attack me?"
Yao Ling'er disdained.
But in the next moment, an absolute pressure weighed down on her.
What? This sword is...
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.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
