Feng Yusheng froze for a moment, then spoke word by word: "I demand justice for the Zhong Family..."
"Justice? Hah. While you were waiting, King Zhennan and Marquis of Yuexi's loyalist armies were already marching here. For the sake of your so-called apology, are you willing to let hundreds of thousands of brothers lose their heads?" Fang Zhiyi ignored him and turned to his deputy. "Issue the order!"
The deputy immediately straightened his back. Throughout the journey, he had harbored many doubts, but seeing Prince Huai's resolute expression, he had never voiced them. Now, Prince Huai finally spoke.
"The Emperor has shot and killed our Marshal Feng Yusheng! Brothers, avenge our marshal!"
Feng Yusheng was stunned. "What are you doing?!"
Fang Zhiyi smirked sinisterly. "The brothers risked their lives following you, and now you want to back out? Then they can just as easily take your head and keep going." With that, he waved his hand.
Several deputies closed in, wailing, "Marshal, your death was so tragic!"
Upon hearing the news, the army attacked even more fiercely. The Old Emperor, who had ascended the city walls, did not see the second son of the Zhong Family but instead encountered Prince Huai, Fang Zhiyi.
"Prince Huai! I treated you well! Why rebel?!"
Fang Zhiyi muttered under his breath, "It's not like I wanted to rebel. If I said I was possessed, would you believe me?"
But a moment later, he declared, "Your Majesty, you’ve grown old. It’s time to abdicate. Your paranoia worsens by the day—this subject fears he may one day perish under your suspicions." This wasn’t entirely baseless; given Prince Huai’s original temperament, death would have come sooner or later.
"Traitor! Traitor!"
Fang Zhiyi offered no further reply, only directing his men to press the assault.
By that evening, the inner city had fallen as well. When the Deposed Crown Prince received the news, he stood dumbfounded in the courtyard where he had been confined, unsure of what to feel.
Then a group of soldiers pushed open the gates. At their head, Prince Huai knelt on one knee before him and proclaimed, "Prince Huai, Fang Zhiyi, humbly requests the Crown Prince’s ascension to the throne!"
The men behind him echoed the cry.
The Crown Prince was stunned. Prince Huai? Did they even have any connection?
"Your Highness, please proceed to Wude Hall for your coronation," Fang Zhiyi urged again.
And so, the Crown Prince found himself bewilderedly ascending the throne. Fang Zhiyi had already weighed the options—among the imperial princes, only the Crown Prince was fit to rule. He had a reputation for benevolence, though he was somewhat of a libertine.
With the Crown Prince now the new Emperor, the loyalist armies lost their purpose. Upon receiving the order to withdraw, they could only turn back.
When Feng Yusheng awoke, he found himself lying in a vast palace chamber. Memories of what had happened before his unconsciousness flooded back, and rage surged within him. But before he could speak, a hoarse voice sounded from the shadows nearby.
"Awake?"
Feng Yusheng’s entire body stiffened.
As the gaunt, aged face emerged from the darkness, his heart swirled with panic, fury, and shock.
"It’s you."
The two engaged in a "cordial" discussion regarding the unresolved matters of the Zhong Family. However, the Old Emperor, having nothing left to lose, refused to apologize, leaving Feng Yusheng seething.
At least he wasn’t alone—Princess Xialuo was also brought in.
The two exchanged silent glances. Princess Xialuo couldn’t comprehend why her powerful control talisman had failed, nor why her system had suddenly vanished.
The only sound in the palace was the Old Emperor’s mad laughter.
Servants delivered meals to their door daily, so starvation wasn’t a concern, but the days dragged on unbearably. Having consumed a supreme medicinal pill, Feng Yusheng’s health remained robust—he couldn’t even fall ill if he tried. Worse still, Princess Xialuo clung to him relentlessly.
A hopeless romantic, Princess Xialuo eventually stopped obsessing over her missing system. As long as she could stay with the male lead, she was content. She was certain he would stage a comeback—he had to. And the system would surely return.
Then, one night, the Old Emperor died.
The mad laughter ceased, leaving the palace even more desolate.
After the initial passion faded, Princess Xialuo began to miss her system. It was supposed to be a transmigration conquest system, allowing her to travel through worlds and pursue male leads. Why had it disappeared?
With the Old Emperor’s death, Feng Yusheng realized he had lost his chance to demand justice for his family. The mastermind was gone, and he grew increasingly withdrawn.
Princess Xialuo started babbling nonsense, speaking words he couldn’t understand. He paid her no mind. Though he was grateful to her, gratitude was all he felt.
A year later, at Prince Huai’s request, the two were released and cast back into the common world, left to their own devices.
They never saw Prince Huai again.
"Brother, do you think the Emperor will leave me alone now that I’ve voluntarily surrendered my military power?" Prince Huai fiddled with a birdcage while rambling.
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Probably." After a pause, he added, "Well… most likely."
Who knew if this Emperor would grow to resemble his father?
Little Hei had filled Fang Zhiyi in on the original plot.
In the original timeline, Feng Yusheng manipulated the princes into scheming against one another. Eventually, he used Princess Xialuo and Prince Huai Fang Zhiyi’s forces to stage a rebellion. After breaching the outer city, he ordered a halt, demanding the Emperor exonerate the Zhong Family.
Following a war of words, the Emperor finally admitted his wrongdoing. Satisfied, Feng Yusheng left—abandoning the two to three hundred thousand rebel soldiers.
The Old Emperor later settled scores. Prince Huai Fang Zhiyi and a host of other generals were imprisoned, nearly all executed come autumn.
Only Princess Xialuo escaped unscathed, having secured an imperial decree for her marriage to Feng Yusheng. The two happily retreated into seclusion.
"Conclusion: This world revolves around romance, huh?" Fang Zhiyi chuckled. Gradually, he detached from Prince Huai’s body. The prince continued muttering, "What about that young lady from yesterday? I’ve inquired—she’s Minister Li’s daughter. My heart’s fluttering again..."
Fang Zhiyi gazed at the foolish Prince Huai and smiled faintly. "Little Hei, when can I go back?"
Little Hei’s bloated form, writhing midair, suddenly stilled.
"You want to return?"
Fang Zhiyi met its gaze. "Yes."
"Why?" Little Hei sounded puzzled.
Fang Zhiyi laughed. "My mind holds too many memories. I’ve witnessed dynasty after dynasty, and the emotions that once defined me are fading. I also feel… something foreign growing within me."
Little Hei twisted uneasily.
"And, Little Hei—what exactly are you?" Fang Zhiyi asked again.
Instead of answering, Little Hei replied in an odd tone, "Must you return? You’ll regret it."
Though Fang Zhiyi’s face showed no mirth, he let out a dry laugh. "Nothing drags a person through world after world without reason. I’ve said that before, haven’t I? Feels like a long time ago."
A strange light flickered across Little Hei’s body as its voice shifted.
"Are you… certain? You might die."
Fang Zhiyi seemed to have anticipated this. "Die? I’ve died many times already—once in every world."
Little Hei’s form expanded once more. "Complete one more world, and I’ll send you back."
Fang Zhiyi fell silent.
"Well?" Little Hei squirmed.
"You could deceive me, and there'd be little I could do about it."
"I won’t deceive you. Never." Little Hei's tone remained oddly strained.
Fang Zhiyi shook her head and leaped into the swirling vortex.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
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."
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?"
