The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence. The gaunt man immediately looked up upon seeing Ye Chuan, then pretended not to recognize him and turned to leave.
"Hey." Ye Chuan crossed his arms. "Old man!"
The gaunt man quickened his pace.
"A~s~a~m~a~g~e~, h~o~w~c~a~n~y~o~u~b~e~s~o~a~t~t~a~c~h~e~d~t~o~s~u~c~c~u~b~i~?" Ye Chuan drawled sarcastically, forcing the gaunt man to halt abruptly. He turned around with a stern expression.
"I only come here to train my willpower. It’s beneficial for magical cultivation."
Ye Chuan clicked his tongue, his face full of disdain.
"That’s right, this gentleman often comes here to train his willpower," chimed in a well-endowed succubus standing beside the gaunt man, smiling sweetly.
Ye Chuan: "..."
Gaunt man: "..."
"See? My will is unbreakable," the gaunt man declared stiffly.
"Your face is certainly unbreakable."
Ignoring him, Ye Chuan followed a younger succubus to his private room.
The lighting inside was dim, with only a simple bed and a peculiar gem embedded in the ceiling emitting a soft pink glow, setting the mood.
"Customer~ Do you have a specific succubus in mind, or shall we arrange one for you?" the younger succubus asked playfully.
"Pretty ones, with big assets," Ye Chuan replied.
"Got it~" The succubus handed him a set of clean clothes. "Please change into these first. I’ll make the arrangements~"
With that, she left.
Ye Chuan changed into the provided outfit—a simple, thin short-sleeved shirt and shorts, convenient for the upcoming massage service.
Knock knock knock~
"Customer~"
The door opened, and a voluptuous succubus entered. Her looks and figure were top-tier, and her eyes sparkled with amusement as she saw Ye Chuan sitting on the bed.
"Hello, customer~"
"Come on, let’s test your skills," Ye Chuan said, patting the bed to signal her over.
"Oh?" The succubus giggled at his directness before approaching. "Please lie face down."
Ye Chuan complied, and she sat on his calves, her soft hands working to loosen his muscles.
"How’s the pressure, customer~?"
"Not bad." Her technique was indeed skilled. Ye Chuan could feel the tension in his back easing as he closed his eyes, enjoying the massage.
She worked on his back and calves in turn.
"Customer~ You can sit up now."
A while later, just as Ye Chuan was about to doze off, her sweet voice roused him.
He sat up, twisting his body until his joints cracked.
Nice.
"Now, please lie back," the succubus said with a muffled laugh, sitting on the bed in a "seiza" position and patting her thighs.
Ye Chuan didn’t hesitate to rest his head on them.
Glancing up, he saw that the ceiling light was mostly obscured—though not as impressive as Lan Xiaoke’s, the shadow cast was still sizable.
As the succubus kneaded his shoulders, the shadow swayed tantalizingly in his view.
"The light’s a bit too bright. Block it for me."
"Sure~" She bent forward, covering his face entirely.
Ye Chuan gave a thumbs-up.
Under her ministrations, he drifted off beneath the "milky veil," only waking two hours later when a voice called, "Customer~ Time to wake up~"
Opening his eyes, he saw the familiar younger succubus smiling at him.
"How was the massage?"
"Pretty good." His muscles felt thoroughly relaxed—well worth the ten silver coins.
"Now, customer, what kind of dream would you like?" She pulled out a sheet of paper. "You can describe it to me~"
"Let me think… If I wanted to see someone specific, could you recreate them in the dream? Even if you’ve never met them?" Ye Chuan asked.
The succubus immediately puffed out her modest chest proudly.
"Customer, you underestimate us! As long as you’ve seen them, we can recreate them perfectly in the dream—down to the last detail! And if you have any special requests, we can fulfill those too!"
"Any dream?"
"Hehe." She grinned mischievously, looking adorable.
"Alright." Ye Chuan quickly listed his requirements, his curiosity about custom dreams thoroughly piqued.
"Got it! Your requests are all noted. Quite simple, really."
"Really that simple?"
"Yep~ Some customers ask for a hundred people. You only want three." She retrieved an incense burner from a nearby cabinet.
"This is hypnotic incense. Just close your eyes, and you’ll drift off~"
Ye Chuan glanced at the burner before shutting his eyes.
To ensure the incense worked, he suppressed his Chaos Immortal Body, and soon, his consciousness blurred—
He dreamed.
A very peculiar dream.
It felt like he was back in his room, playing games on the bed with Luo Xi, Qian Shuang, and Little Ke.
"Chuan-Chuan, my turn!" Luo Xi snatched the controller.
"Ye Chuan, I want to play too," Qian Shuang murmured softly.
Lan Xiaoke nuzzled against him, massaging his shoulders. "Ye Chuan, when’s my turn~?"
There wasn’t a hint of dissonance—his awareness was crystal clear. If he hadn’t known it was a dream, he might’ve believed it was reality.
"Let’s keep going."
...
The night passed without incident, XX.
When Ye Chuan woke again, it was already the next day.
Staring at the pink gem on the ceiling and feeling the lingering lightness in his mind, he muttered, "No way… That dream was way too real. Everything felt exactly like the real thing."
He could still recall every detail as if it had actually happened.
Of course, he knew it was fake.
"So this is the power of succubi? Terrifying." Ye Chuan sucked in a breath before slowly sitting up.
Soon after, a knock came at the door, and the familiar younger succubus entered.
"Customer, your session is over~ Are you hungry? We offer meal services too~"
"Not really." Though he didn’t need food, curiosity about this world’s cuisine made him add, "What’s on the menu?"
"Here you go~" She handed him a menu.
After a quick scan, Ye Chuan ordered, "A cream soup and a grilled meat sandwich."
"Coming right up~"
Leaning back against the headboard, Ye Chuan watched her leave, lost in thought.
"Hmm..."
"I didn’t get to explore enough. I’ll have to try again next time."

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

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."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”