They traveled onward with intermittent stops, crossing several mountains along the way.
When the Destiny Calamity Squad set foot on that soft, moist land, an indescribably warm breeze immediately enveloped them.
It was as if they had pierced through an invisible barrier—the scenery before them suddenly opened up, a breathtakingly beautiful sight that intoxicated the senses.
Endless pink stretched before their eyes—a dense forest of peach blossoms. A gentle breeze carried an intoxicating sweetness, delicate and refreshing, seeping into their very souls, making them unconsciously crave a deeper breath...
In the distance, elegant pavilions and towers peeked through the petals, accompanied by faint, silvery laughter.
"Hah!" Sun Kongkong inhaled deeply, the air so sweet it was almost cloying, then flipped upright with his staff in hand. His dark golden pupils widened like bronze bells, staring unblinkingly ahead at the plump, juicy peaches hanging from the trees—truly irresistible to a monkey...
"The Land of Women—it lives up to its reputation!"
At the same time, Yang Jian, the third member of the squad, activated his Heavenly Eye, his gaze piercing deep into the peach forest. Whatever he saw, the corner of his mouth suddenly curled into a subtle smirk.
"Judging by that perverted grin, it’s not hard to guess—he’s peeping at girls bathing again!" Jin, the youngest of the group, exposed him without hesitation.
After all, when their leader had gone to Guanjingkou to recruit the second "Destined One," they had found Yang Jian in the dungeon beneath the Erlang Temple—arrested for sneaking into the women’s bathhouse. What a scoundrel...
"Ahem, Boss, what’s the plan? Should we just head straight in?" Ao Bing, the fourth member, subconsciously twisted his hips, barely suppressing the boiling dragon blood within him.
Only Chen Dalei strolled leisurely, admiring the flowers and scenery as if without a care in the world. "Hmm, you all heard Bai Yujing’s words earlier, right? Search carefully—don’t let a single carrier of the Loveflower Gu Root slip past!"
No sooner had he spoken than a flowing mass of colorful clouds surged from the depths of the peach forest.
No—those weren’t clouds!
It was a group of stunningly beautiful female cultivators!
Clad in sheer gauze dresses, their jade-white feet lightly tapped the peach branches as they fluttered like butterflies through the sea of blossoms, drifting toward the squad.
"Ah! Men! Real men!"
"Ten years... It’s been ten whole years since men last stepped foot in the Land of Women!"
"Mmm~ That red-haired one looks so strong!"
"That golden-furred monkey demon has a certain... mature charm too!"
"Ahhh! Look at that blue-robed gentleman—so handsome, so fragrant!"
"Don’t any of you dare take the longsword-wielding one from me!"
"Am I the only one who thinks that white-haired young master is irresistible? So aloof, not even glancing our way... I want to—"
"Back off! He’s mine!"
"Mine!"
"......"
Amidst the chirping and chattering, the women boldly closed in, their enthusiasm overwhelming.
Intoxicating fragrances and youthful energy washed over them. Though they restrained themselves, their scorching gazes roamed over the five men, filled with undisguised desire and curiosity—like wolves spotting lambs, their eyes practically glowing green!
Well.
They couldn’t hold back after all.
Sun Kongkong, being a monkey, had initially wanted to pluck a couple of peaches to taste. But before he could, delicate hands reached out, eager to stroke his golden fur and test its texture.
Instinctively, he bared his teeth to scare off these bold women—only for them to grow even more excited.
"Ooh, so fierce! I love it!"
"People shouldn’t... at least not... Screw it, I’m claiming him!"
"Giggle..."
The usually fearless monkey actually took half a step back, defensively wrapping his arms around himself, terrified he might lose control and accidentally kill these reckless women with a single careless move!
After all... he was a Soul Unity-stage great demon, while these women were, at best, Foundation Establishment cultivators. A careless touch could be fatal!
Kongkong didn’t want to take innocent lives, nor did he want an earful from the boss. So, Kongkong shut down...
In stark contrast to the cowering Sun Kongkong, Jin dealt with the situation far more ruthlessly.
A few girls tried to grope his chest, only to be swiftly wrapped in his Scarlet Ribbon and hung from a tree like a makeshift swing!
Yet this only fueled the women’s fervor.
"Ahhh! Little brother, you’re such a strong man! Come on, don’t hold back just because I’m delicate!"
"Little brother? More like big brother! Big brother, did you tie me up for some fun? I’m game for anything!"
"Damn it, I’m only eight! What the hell are you doing?!"
"Eight?! That just makes it even better!"
"HUH?!"
Under the assault of these clearly unhinged female ruffians, even the infamous "Little Fiend" Jin was forced to retreat.
No words. Absolutely none. If not for the fact that he was now part of an official organization and couldn’t act recklessly, he’d have taught these lunatics the meaning of "leave no survivors"!
Of course, not every Destined One was struggling.
Yang Jian, the former street thug, and Ao Bing, whose draconic nature was inherently lustful, handled things much more naturally.
"Sir, what’s this? Why is it so sticky?"
"Eek! Sir, not here!"
"Big brother, can I touch your broadsword?"
"......"
These two embraced every advance, leaving the women giggling and blushing...
Then there was the white-haired young man whom none dared approach—Chen Dalei.
With his hands clasped behind his back and an indifferent gaze, the Yin-Yang Rebirth Pearl floated before him, pulsing ominously. Any woman who drew near felt a wave of nausea, as if something foreign was about to sprout from within them... Terrifying.
"Heh. Sending out these Loveflower Gu-infected wretches to stall for time? Interesting."
Chen Dalei chuckled faintly, his deep eyes fixed on the heart of the peach forest as he called out loudly:
"Where is the Love Root? Show yourself!"
Swish, swish—
The breeze rustled the peach blossoms, but no response came.
Seeing this, Chen Dalei shook his head with a sigh. "Very well. Since you refuse to listen to reason, I suppose I’ll have to resort to... slightly more physical persuasion."
"Kongkong, Jin, step behind me. Do not leave the circle I draw!"
With that, he produced the Sage Monarch’s Belt.
Before he could even act, a mere wisp of its aura caused the entire peach forest to tremble violently.
Then, a clear, melodious voice rang out in frantic apology:
"My deepest apologies! I was blind to your esteemed presence! I failed to welcome you properly—please forgive my oversight!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
