"Uncle Gu~"
A deliberately drawn-out, coquettish voice rang in Gu Qingfeng's ears.
The soft and seductive tone could send shivers down any man's spine, like an electric current coursing through his body.
"You're so good to Fei'er~"
Ling Fei'er pressed closer, wrapping her arms around Gu Qingfeng's arm, her face adorned with an innocent, heartfelt smile as she spoke in that sugary tone.
Activating Charm Technique.
Ding!
Host attacked by the Human-Demon Ling Fei'er.
Charm Attribute +50,000 +50,000 +50,000 +...
Ding!
Charm Attribute has reached its limit. Congratulations, host has obtained [Charm Demon Physique]!
Holy sht!
Gu Qingfeng was stunned. Is the system this overpowered now?
Soon, information about the Charm Demon Physique flooded his mind.
Turns out, the Charm Demon Physique wasn’t gender-specific. This physique enhanced one’s allure, making them irresistible to the opposite sex even without actively using its power. Once activated, those with weak mental fortitude would likely fall head over heels, becoming utterly devoted and obedient—basically, love-struck simps.
In short: You’re doomed. You’ve fallen in love.
Of course, this physique had its flaws. Enslaving others through love wasn’t exactly stable—because love itself was unreliable.
After absorbing the information, Gu Qingfeng was ecstatic. This physique is fcking amazing!
Immediately, he unleashed a divine ability on Ling Fei'er.
Meanwhile, Ling Fei'er’s inner monologue went: Heh, no man in this world can resist me. You’re no excep—
Huh?
Why does Gu Qingfeng suddenly seem... different?
Different in a good way.
At that moment, Gu Qingfeng’s handsome features seemed to magnify endlessly in Ling Fei'er’s eyes, as if crashing straight into her heart. He practically glowed, the world around him turning monochrome while he remained in vivid color.
Even the air grew sweeter, infused with his scent—a blissful, intoxicating sensation.
Her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably, her face burning, her eyes shimmering like pools as she drowned in his gaze.
Without thinking, she reached out, her fingers lightly brushing his cheek.
"You’re so annoying," she murmured.
Gu Qingfeng blinked. Annoying? Did the physique fail?
Then Ling Fei'er continued, whispering, "Why did you have to look exactly like my type?"
Damn!
Cheesy pickup lines?!
Fck!
Gu Qingfeng sighed in relief. False alarm.
At the same time, he couldn’t hold back anymore. With a stunning beauty like this in front of him, who could resist?
Grabbing Ling Fei'er’s delicate hand, he asked, "Fei'er, do you like me?"
Ling Fei'er shook her head. "I don’t like you."
Gu Qingfeng: ???
Failed again?
"I love you."
Goddammit!
Who taught her this sht?!
"Then let’s start learning formations," he said.
Ling Fei'er’s eyes lit up eagerly, but then dimmed just as quickly.
"I’m not worthy of you. You’re like an immortal descended from the heavens—untouchable. And I’m just a mortal woman."
Damn!
Gu Qingfeng was impressed. This is the pinnacle of simp behavior!
Simping for the sake of simping, refusing even when the opportunity is right there—just happy to be by your side.
Gu Qingfeng lost patience. In her current state, if he told her to die for him, she’d probably do it without hesitation.
So he didn’t waste time.
......
The next day.
"AHHH!!"
"How could this happen?!"
"What did you do to me?!"
Gu Qingfeng was taken aback. What? The physique wore off already? That’s it?
He guessed it had something to do with Ling Fei'er’s expertise in charm techniques—and her nature as a Human-Demon.
Whatever. Losing one simp isn’t a big deal. I still came out ahead.
"Hey, hey, don’t flip this on me. You’re the one who—"
Ling Fei'er was in utter turmoil, memories of yesterday flooding back, mixing shame and fury.
After all these years of hunting, I got played by my own game!
"You—a grown man—actually learned charm techniques?! Have you no shame?!" she roared.
Gu Qingfeng wasn’t about to admit anything.
"What charm techniques? You’re the one who couldn’t resist my looks and took advantage of me! Now I’m tainted! Give me back my innocence!"
Ling Fei'er’s rage spiked, murderous intent flaring. As a Human-Demon, her demonic nature ran deep—she couldn’t stand such shameless words.
But after a moment, she relented. Gu Qingfeng couldn’t die—not when he was crucial to the Sword Demon’s plans.
After calming down, she decided to use this opportunity to fully ensnare him. Once she got the Demon Emperor’s Sword, she’d settle the score.
With that in mind, Ling Fei'er suddenly hugged her knees, burying her face and letting out a soft, pitiful sob.
"You’re such a bully! How could you take advantage of me?"
Gu Qingfeng remained unmoved. He knew she was trying to charm him again—but with his physique, he was immune.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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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.
