When Fang Zhiyi opened his eyes, he found himself standing in an extravagantly decorated living room. Across from him was a middle-aged woman dripping with jewelry, her face twisted in disdain.
"You're just a live-in son-in-law! How dare you speak to me like that?" The woman pointed accusingly at Fang Zhiyi. He froze for a moment, then turned and walked away without a word. The woman grew frantic, shouting after him, "Are you rebelling? How dare you ignore me?"
Fang Zhiyi paid her no mind. He entered an empty room, where Xiao Hei promptly delivered the plot summary.
Fang Zhiyi's true identity was the heir to the Dragon King's Palace—commonly known as the Dragon King. Yet, for some unknown reason, he had to conceal his status and marry into the Xia Family as a live-in son-in-law. Thanks to a dying wish from the Xia Family's late patriarch, he had forcibly wed the family's young mistress, Xia Wuyue.
Originally, Fang Zhiyi was supposed to reclaim his Dragon King title after three years and dominate the world. But during those three years, he endured endless humiliation in the Xia Family. Xia Wuyue's parents looked down on him, and Xia Wuyue herself often ignored her "useless" husband. Still, he remained devoted, secretly protecting her and using his own resources to create opportunities for the Xia Family.
After three years, Fang Zhiyi would finally slap the Xia Family in the face, delivering humiliating retribution to all who had scorned him. Xia Wuyue, realizing her mistake, would then wholeheartedly devote herself to him, and they would live happily ever after.
It was a classic Dragon King revenge plot—simple, brainless entertainment.
But then, an accident happened.
A transmigrator arrived and derailed everything. Equipped with an overpowered system that rewarded him for completing tasks, the transmigrator took over the body of a cannon-fodder rich antagonist. Using his system, he repeatedly humiliated Fang Zhiyi before he could reclaim his Dragon King status. The system even siphoned away Fang Zhiyi's abilities and possessions. By the time Fang Zhiyi's three-year ordeal ended, the transmigrator had grown overwhelmingly powerful—and Xia Wuyue had already fallen into his arms.
The transmigrator's system kept issuing tasks, so he continued targeting Fang Zhiyi and other hidden elites for humiliation. Fang Zhiyi, foolishly seeking revenge, was abandoned by the Dragon King's Palace. The entire organization submitted to the transmigrator, and even the old Dragon King acknowledged him as the new ruler. The transmigrator even built a harem, collecting seven or eight stunning beauties.
In the end, Fang Zhiyi had his cultivation crippled, reduced to a worthless cripple. He died not long after.
The plot was straightforward—just another revenge-turned-reversal story, the kind you could enjoy without thinking too hard.
Fang Zhiyi smirked. "This time, you didn't lie. This world isn't difficult at all."
Xiao Hei chuckled. "Host, I always keep my word."
Fang Zhiyi studied Xiao Hei, who now looked indistinguishable from a real person. Its abilities were clearly growing—though he still didn't know the full extent of them.
The door behind him suddenly burst open. A beautiful but cold-faced woman stood in the doorway, glaring at him. "What are you doing in my room?" Her tone was pure accusation.
Fang Zhiyi met her gaze. "My wife's room is mine to enter. Got a problem with that?"
"Who's your wife?" Xia Wuyue's expression darkened further. "I heard from Mom that you actually talked back to her? Do you realize that if not for Grandpa's will, you'd never have set foot in the Xia Family?"
Fang Zhiyi lazily crossed his arms behind his head. "Yeah, yeah, the Xia Family is so impressive. And yet, here I am—married in."
Xia Wuyue felt something was off about this usually spineless man, but she didn’t care. She pointed at the door. "Get out. Now."
A cold glint flashed in Fang Zhiyi's eyes. "I don’t hit women, but you should watch your mouth."
"You'd dare hit me?" Xia Wuyue’s voice rose sharply.
Two bodyguards immediately stepped in—loyal but incompetent lackeys who had humiliated the original Fang Zhiyi in the plot. Later, the original had killed them.
But Fang Zhiyi wasn’t that masochistic fool. If he was the Dragon King, why endure three years of humiliation? What law demanded that? Did the original have a fetish for suffering?
As he stepped forward, the two bodyguards sneered and shoved him—only to freeze in shock when he didn’t budge.
Fang Zhiyi decided to put on a show. He coldly glanced at the hands pressed against his chest. "Looking to die?"
His movements were lightning-fast. Twin strikes landed on their elbows, accompanied by crisp snaps.
"Ahhh!" The bodyguards screamed, clutching their broken arms. Xia Wuyue’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Fang Zhiyi casually shoved her out the door. "This room is better than mine. I’m taking it." He slammed the door shut, muffling the bodyguards' cries.
He hadn’t been lying down for long before the door shook violently—then exploded inward as someone kicked it open.
Frowning, Fang Zhiyi saw Xia Bingbao, Xia Wuyue’s father, standing in the doorway, face red with rage. Behind him were his assistant and several black-suited, sunglasses-wearing bodyguards.
"You’ve got some nerve! How dare you lay a hand on my daughter!"
Fang Zhiyi was baffled—when had he touched Xia Wuyue? Then he spotted her behind her father, tears in her eyes, nose covered, glaring at him with pure hatred.
He smacked his fist into his palm. Ah, so that scream earlier had been hers—he must have hit her nose when he shoved her out.
"You think the Xia Family is some pushover? I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!" Xia Bingbao was livid. He’d always despised this son-in-law, but as long as he stayed obedient, he’d tolerated him. Now, this? With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards rushed in.
Fang Zhiyi didn’t hold back. Every strike was precise, targeting joints. Within moments, the bodyguards were writhing on the floor, clutching broken limbs.
"Think wearing suits makes you tough?" Fang Zhiyi bent down, patting one bodyguard’s cheek, then turned to another. "Wearing sunglasses indoors? You idiots sick or something?"
The Xia father and daughter stood frozen at the door, stunned. This spineless son-in-law was actually a martial arts master?
When Fang Zhiyi’s gaze landed on them, Xia Bingbao trembled but still barked, "What now? You planning to hit me too?"
Fang Zhiyi advanced step by step. Xia Bingbao’s legs weakened under the overwhelming pressure—this was nothing like the meek man he’d known.
But Fang Zhiyi simply walked past him. Only when his footsteps faded down the stairs did Xia Bingbao regain his courage. Glancing at his daughter, still clutching her nose, he shouted after Fang Zhiyi, "You just wait! So what if you can fight? You’re still worthless!"
Fang Zhiyi paused, then slowly turned his head.
Xia Bingbao’s mouth snapped shut, his eyes darting nervously.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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?!
] [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!"
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."
