Watching the girl before him enthusiastically introduce her new product—essentially just adding flower petals to those oddly shaped soaps—she pouted, "No one's buying them."
Prince Huai instinctively reached for his purse. Joking aside, the Emperor had bestowed so much gold and silver upon him—if not now, when else would he spend it?
But Fang Zhiyi's cold water came pouring down once more: "Bet you Feng Yusheng will show up within three sentences."
Prince Huai's hand froze mid-reach.
"Zhiyi-gege, what should I do?"
"Hmph, if nothing else, I’ll just have to ask Feng Yusheng to buy them."
"He’s very generous—he buys a lot every time there’s a new product." Xia Luo said, her eyes repeatedly darting toward Prince Huai’s dumbstruck face, inwardly cursing.
Prince Huai suddenly felt the girl before him lacked the radiance he remembered, and the restlessness in his heart began to fade.
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
"Warning, Host—the charm talisman’s effect is weakening."
"Damn it, was I too impatient? System, exchange another one."
Hearing the conversation, Fang Zhiyi suddenly understood. Then he watched as a talisman floated out from the center of her eyeball and stuck itself onto Prince Huai.
Prince Huai’s hesitant gaze gradually hardened, and he pulled out a stack of banknotes: "I’ll take them all!"
"Zhiyi-gege is the best!" Xia Luo, the Princess, was overjoyed. She needed a lot of money—only then could she help Feng Yusheng.
Two servants carried the bundles back to the manor, with Prince Huai following behind, grinning like an idiot: "How was that? Did you see it? Luo Luo’s sparkling eyes!"
Meanwhile, Fang Zhiyi focused on the talisman stuck to him, trying to peel it off. After several attempts, he finally managed to pluck it from his body.
In that instant, Prince Huai’s gaze cleared. Staring at the soaps carried by the servants ahead, his expression grew complicated.
"Actually, I think I acted impulsively. Ah, I just can’t control myself around her."
No kidding—she’s using both tricks and technology. Even the Emperor would fall for it, let alone you, Fang Zhiyi thought to himself.
"Do you think I should visit Feng Yusheng this afternoon?" Prince Huai had learned about the day’s events from his subordinates, including Xu Man'er’s sentence of immediate execution.
"Mm, you could." Fang Zhiyi was also quite curious about this Feng Yusheng.
At Feng Yusheng’s residence, Prince Huai sat nervously while Fang Zhiyi had already instructed him to just follow his lead.
"Congratulations on your triumphant return, Prince Huai," Feng Yusheng said with a smile.
Prince Huai paused, then cupped his hands in salute. "Thank you, Master Feng."
"Bring up yesterday’s incident yourself—just follow my words," Fang Zhiyi whispered, relieved.
"Master Feng, I must apologize. Yesterday, I had just moved into my new residence, and the servants were all newly hired. They may have misunderstood my intentions, which is why Xu Man'er… Alas." Prince Huai sighed.
Feng Yusheng observed him expressionlessly before finally shaking his head. "A life for a life. Xu Man'er acted recklessly—I warned him many times. This was his fate. Prince Huai need not dwell on it."
Fang Zhiyi, watching through Prince Huai’s eyes, noted that this guy was perhaps slightly more handsome than himself, but his demeanor was impeccable—no wonder he had the transmigrator Princess Xia Luo smitten.
Fang Zhiyi didn’t participate in the rest of the conversation, watching as Feng Yusheng effortlessly extracted details of Prince Huai’s recent campaign. He couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on—was Prince Huai destined to be Feng Yusheng’s stepping stone?
"How did I do today?" Prince Huai asked cheerfully on the way back, now accustomed to discussing things with Fang Zhiyi.
"Average," Fang Zhiyi replied, feeling the need to reinforce the lesson. "Do you still think that as long as Princess Xia Luo is happy, you’d do anything?"
Prince Huai hesitated.
Fang Zhiyi had figured it out—that low-tier green tea was only relying on her system’s tricks.
"Well… she was personally assigned to me by His Majesty," Prince Huai said uncertainly.
Fang Zhiyi scoffed lightly. "There are plenty of good women out there—why fixate on one you have to simp for?"
Prince Huai froze, then after a moment of contemplation, had an epiphany: "I get it! If I simp for one, you call me a simp—but if I simp for ten, I’m no longer a simp!"
Fang Zhiyi blinked. "What?"
"Simping for ten makes me a war wolf!"
"You—" Fang Zhiyi suppressed the urge to curse, consoling himself that at least the guy had snapped out of it. Otherwise, things would’ve been troublesome.
Feng Yusheng watched as Princess Xia Luo entered his room late at night, still maintaining his courteous demeanor. "Greetings, Princess."
Xia Luo waved dismissively and pulled out a stack of banknotes. "I avenged you."
"Oh?"
"That’s the money Prince Huai paid for those soaps—I sold them to him at ten times the price."
Feng Yusheng chuckled, reaching out to pat her head. "You’re so childish."
Xia Luo flushed, her heartbeat quickening. "I’m not a child! I’ll prove it to you!"
Feng Yusheng’s smile faded. Calmly, he said, "Thank you, Princess. However, you are betrothed to Prince Huai. Visiting me so late is improper."
Xia Luo grinned dreamily. "Don’t bring that up! I’ll get His Majesty to annul the engagement sooner or later! Besides, I snuck in. Oh, and guess what? The Second Prince and the Third Prince are conspiring against the Crown Prince!"
Feng Yusheng’s eyes flickered. "Oh?"
Xia Luo planted her hands on her hips. "Praise me!"
Feng Yusheng nearly slapped her but restrained himself, considering her usefulness. "Luo Luo is amazing."
The two whispered for a long while until, at Xia Luo’s insistence, Feng Yusheng reluctantly gave her a light peck. Overjoyed, she scampered off. Watching her retreating figure, his gaze turned icy—such a frivolous woman, and yet she was a princess!
Everyone remarked that Prince Huai had wised up. Though still eccentric, at least he wasn’t offending people as much.
Only Fang Zhiyi looked at this blockhead with some satisfaction. Freed from the talisman’s influence, he had finally shed his lovesick brain—only to fixate on becoming a "war wolf."
When news spread of Prince Huai harassing other women, Xia Luo paid it no mind, dismissing it as his nature. She was glad for the excuse to push the Emperor into canceling the engagement. Just thinking of Feng Yusheng’s kiss made her grin in her sleep.
But she still had work to do—Feng Yusheng’s task for her was to spread rumors in the palace using her status as princess. For instance… scandals about the Crown Prince.
The thought of Feng Yusheng’s schemes filled her with admiration. With her system and his brains, they were unstoppable!
She could already picture the day Feng Yusheng would marry her.
The plan went smoothly. The Old Emperor was paranoid, and the Second Prince and the Third Prince used the rumors to impeach the Crown Prince. Enraged, the Old Emperor stripped the Crown Prince of his title, leaving the position vacant—and the other three princes began scheming.
All of this was still within Feng Yusheng’s plans. He was already directing his subordinates in the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion to prepare for a major operation—using a government salt heist to expose the Third Prince’s smuggling ring.
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?!
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."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
