Si Daofu was thoroughly choked by Ye Chuan's remark. "I came here for a reason, of course."
Ye Chuan gave him a sidelong glance. "Oh, because of the succubi?"
"Y-you—how dare you slander me like that? I told you I was just there to temper my willpower!" Si Daofu's face flushed red as he glared at Ye Chuan, eyes practically spitting fire.
Then he started muttering something about ["What does a mage have to do with succubi?"] and ["Observing succubi doesn’t count as indulging—it’s mental training!"]...
"Wait, was I actually right?" Ye Chuan, seeing the old man’s flustered reaction, immediately caught on. "Seriously?"
"At your age, still into that stuff."
"And here I thought you wanted to discuss magic."
"Don’t tell me you spend all day 'discussing magic' with succubi?"
"Water-element magic, huh?"
"Can you even get it up?"
Ye Chuan’s words pierced Si Daofu’s heart like a volley of arrows, infuriating the old man so much that he raised his staff, ready to smack Ye Chuan over the head.
"Lord Si Daofu, please calm down." Seeing the old man on the verge of losing it, Eisien—well aware of the terror a seventh-tier archmage could unleash—quickly intervened.
"Calm down, we’re in the Adventurer’s Guild."
Si Daofu seemed to regain a sliver of composure. "Hmph! If it weren’t for the Guild’s reputation, I’d smash your skull in right now."
"Look at you, getting all worked up just 'cause I said you’re washed up." Ye Chuan smirked.
One sentence was all it took to send the old man back into a red-faced rage.
"Um, uh…" Eisien hurriedly motioned for Ye Chuan to shut up, noticing how wounded Si Daofu looked. She raised her voice in consolation,
"Even if Lord Si Daofu is… lacking as a man, you shouldn’t rub salt in the wound like that!"
Her words drew the attention of many in the Guild, all eyes eventually landing on Si Daofu.
Soon, laughter—bright and mocking—filled the Guild hall, inside and out.
"I’ve had enough!" Si Daofu couldn’t take it anymore. He raised his staff, preparing to cast a spell. Not that he’d use much force—just enough to teach this disrespectful brat a lesson.
"Marli-Marli, Silence Spell!"
A glowing orb shot straight at Ye Chuan.
Ye Chuan didn’t dodge. The orb struck him—and was completely absorbed.
"Well? Cat got your tongue?" Si Daofu stroked his beard smugly.
"If you apologize now, I might consider lifting the spell."
Ye Chuan stared at him silently. A few seconds later, he spoke.
"Moron."
Si Daofu’s triumphant grin froze. He yanked at his own beard in shock. "Y-you—how are you still talking?!"
"Who knows?" Ye Chuan shrugged. "Trash-tier magic."
While Ye Chuan might tread carefully around that dragonkin guy, against this old mage? He went all out. This was his comfort zone.
"Marli-Marli, Silence Spell!" The old man, refusing to believe it, cast the spell again.
"Yeah, yeah. Marli-Marli-boom." Ye Chuan raised a foot as if to kick the old man but reconsidered—they didn’t have any real beef. Instead, he adopted a pitying look.
"Tsk. First your little guy doesn’t work, now your magic’s useless too."
"Y-you—!" Si Daofu clutched his chest, face pale as he staggered back.
"Faking it?!" Ye Chuan reached out to grab him—but the old man suddenly twisted his wrist with a sly grin.
"Marli-Marli, Silence Spell!"
This time, the spell erupted in a blinding flash at point-blank range.
"HAHAHAHA! Got you now, brat!" Si Daofu cackled triumphantly, his smirk widening when Ye Chuan stayed silent.
"Does this look like a seventh-tier archmage to you?" Ye Chuan asked Eisien behind the counter.
"Not at all," she admitted, shaking her head. In her eyes, Si Daofu had always been a dignified figure—this was the first time she’d seen him act like a clown.
Seeing Ye Chuan still unaffected, Si Daofu finally quieted down, scrutinizing him seriously.
"Why aren’t you affected? Do you have a curse-nullifying artifact?"
"Nope. I’m just built different—immune to all magic," Ye Chuan said.
"Pfft!" Si Daofu scoffed.
"I’ve lived two hundred years and read every book in the Mage Tower. Never heard of anyone immune to all magic. You’ve just got some anti-curse trinket on you. Don’t act all high and mighty."
Ye Chuan shrugged, done entertaining him.
Eisien, meanwhile, was stunned. Most people wouldn’t dare disrespect a seventh-tier archmage, yet Ye Chuan treated him like a joke.
Combined with his mysterious background, she couldn’t help but wonder—just how strong was he?
"I’m leaving." Ye Chuan tossed a card at Si Daofu. "Here. Gets you half off at the Succubus Den. Enjoy."
"Wha—I’m not some regular at those places!" Si Daofu protested—yet pocketed the card all the same.
Ye Chuan shrugged and walked out of the Adventurer’s Guild.
Not like it was a real discount card anyway—just some promotional flier.
He still had business at the coliseum, so after asking around, he headed to the so-called abandoned arena.
Evening had fallen by the time he arrived. The ruins stood before him, bathed in the dying light.
The setting sun cast long shadows over the crumbling walls, gilding the derelict coliseum in a melancholic glow. The grand archway had collapsed long ago, its bronze-inlaid frame now hollowed by vines.
On the broken lintel, half of a rusted emblem was barely recognizable.
"This is the coliseum? ‘Abandoned’ is an understatement—it’s practically collapsing." Ye Chuan surveyed the wreckage before flying inside.
The tiered stands resembled a beehive split by an axe, most of the stone steps collapsed into the ashen earth below.
Some pillars had snapped mid-shaft, their stumps jutting from the weeds like broken teeth. The gladiator reliefs carved into them had been weathered into vague outlines—one figure held a shattered spear, another lay curled on the ground, their robes choked with moss.
At the center, a thicket of thorns and vines choked the arena floor. The surrounding walls were veined with deep cracks.
Everything was in ruins.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
The moment Ye Chuan landed, a vaguely familiar voice spoke up.
He turned, surprised, and spotted a short-haired girl stepping from the shadows of a broken pillar, twirling a dagger in her fingers.
"Niya?" Recognizing her, Ye Chuan gave her a once-over. "What are you doing here?"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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!"
