Lin Ran watched from the cave, utterly stunned, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of his throat.
Though he had known these kids were formidable, he now felt absolutely certain of his own inadequacy.
In a face-to-face rules-based competition, he might have stood a chance.
But when it came to life-and-death combat, he was convinced any one of these children could obliterate him in an instant.
Luo Shuigou’s palm was suddenly pierced by the girl’s thrown dart, the sharp point embedding deep into his flesh. Blood gushed out instantly.
The searing pain forced a muffled groan from him, and in his agony, his grip on the rope loosened reflexively, sending the girl plummeting downward.
At the same time, Luo Shuimao had already leaped from the tree, landing steadily on the ground, his gaze cold and calculating as he waited for the falling girl.
Midair and having already used her dart, she had no chance of countering.
The moment she hit the ground, Luo Shuimao didn’t hesitate—he drew a steel needle from his waist and drove it straight into her abdomen.
“Ahhh—!” The girl’s shrill scream echoed through the woods, a sound saturated with unbearable agony.
Meanwhile, the enemy sniper had been subdued by Luo Yao. A long-range attacker by nature, he stood little chance against an assassin like her once she closed the distance.
Luo Yao moved like a shadow, sticking to him relentlessly, leaving him no room to retaliate.
“Do you surrender, or do you wait for death?” Luo Shuigou demanded through gritted teeth, his voice trembling slightly but laced with the relief of impending victory.
Yet the two opponents remained silent, their eyes filled with venomous hatred, as if they wanted to tear them apart limb by limb.
Luo Yao felt no such relief. The rules of this skirmish were clear—three against three.
Only two enemies had shown themselves. Where was the third?
A sudden unease gripped her. Realization struck, and she jerked her head up, her eyes widening in alarm.
“Move!” she shouted, but it was too late. Three branches shot toward them like arrows, too fast to evade.
One pierced clean through Luo Shuimao’s chest, the sheer force sending his body flying backward—along with the girl he had pinned.
Blood sprayed from their wounds, staining the grass crimson.
Without hesitation, Luo Yao yanked the sniper in front of her as a shield.
“Traitor. Now we’ve each lost one. Shall we continue?”
From the shadows, a figure emerged slowly.
Luo Shuigou stared at his brother and the girl, skewered together like kebabs. His eyes burned red, flames of fury igniting within them.
“Brother…” His voice cracked, his body trembling with grief and rage.
But Luo Shuimao, impaled through the chest, was already as pale as death, his lips quivering faintly. There was no saving him.
In this merciless world, the brothers had endured two years of hardship side by side.
They had faced countless dangers, teetering on the edge of life and death each time. Though they knew the odds were against them both surviving, they had clung to a sliver of hope—that somehow, a miracle might come.
And now, in an instant, his brother was gone. The sight was a nightmare, carving into Luo Shuigou’s heart like a blade.
Madness overtook him. Reason shattered.
He charged forward like an enraged bull, his mind consumed by vengeance.
The enemy’s makeshift super-crossbow was a single-use weapon, now useless. With no other option, he braced himself for Luo Shuigou’s onslaught.
Luo Yao’s eyes narrowed, her gaze turning icy as winter frost. One thought anchored her: she had to survive. Not just for herself, but for the promise she had made to that older brother.
Luo Shuimao had been no weakling—his fight had been fierce, evenly matched.
Then Luo Yao moved. Like lightning, she darted forward, a weapon flashing in her hand with lethal precision.
It sliced through the enemy’s vitals like a scythe of death.
The man’s eyes bulged with terror and disbelief. He opened his mouth, but only a choked, gurgling sound escaped as blood filled his throat.
Then he collapsed, limp as a ragdoll, his lifeblood spreading across the ground like a cursed flower blooming in hell.
Together, Luo Yao and Luo Shuigou turned on the last enemy.
Exhaustion weighed on him, and under their relentless assault, he too fell. (Originally more graphic, but censored.)
His body hit the dirt with a heavy thud, blood seeping from multiple wounds, painting the earth a vivid red.
They had won. Yet there was no cheering, no celebration.
Their faces held no triumph—only sorrow and exhaustion.
They stood there, silent as statues drained of life, staring at the corpses of Luo Shuimao and the others.
Six had fought. Only two remained. Such was the cruelty of Luo Yao’s world.
Here, there was no mercy, no compassion—only the brutal calculus of survival. Every battle was a nightmare, and this nightmare was all too real.
Back in the cave, Lin Ran’s eyes were red-rimmed.
Tears welled up, threatening to spill over. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
His heart ached as if crushed by an invisible hand, the pain stealing his breath. He wanted to rush out, to comfort Luo Yao, to change this merciless reality.
But Xiao Hei held him back.
[“Lin Ran, think carefully. If others discover you, what will happen to Luo Yao? At least wait until you’re alone with her.”]
[“Acting recklessly could doom her.”]
[“Remember—never interfere lightly with fate here. The consequences could be dire.”]
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
