Su Hua gazed at him intently.
"Ah Xuan, I believe you.
Just don't lie to me, or I’ll go mad..."
"Hurry and eat, the food will get cold and won’t taste as good."
Lin Xuan picked up a piece of shrimp and brought it to Su Hua’s lips. He had already consulted Butler Wang about Su Hua’s food preferences and her dietary restrictions, so he wouldn’t make the same mistake as before by feeding her something she was allergic to.
"Mmm," Su Hua obediently took a bite of the shrimp.
Lin Xuan watched her, a thought crossing his mind—Su Hua was quite adorable.
In the dining room, a handsome man and a beautiful woman sat together, one feeding the other, creating a picture-perfect scene.
After feeding Su Hua, Lin Xuan began eating as well, while Su Hua rested her chin on her hand, watching him intently.
Her expression... it was as if she were observing her prey, waiting for the right moment to devour him whole.
Lin Xuan felt his entire body heat up under her gaze. Uncomfortable, he quickly finished his meal.
Su Hua leaned in, her soft, dark hair cascading onto Lin Xuan’s shoulder. She whispered into his ear, her breath warm and sweet, "Ah Xuan, I want dessert."
Several buttons of Su Hua’s blouse were undone, and from Lin Xuan’s angle, he could catch a glimpse of her figure, tempting him to explore further.
*Ahem.*
Lin Xuan hastily averted his gaze.
"What would you like? I can make it. I know how to prepare desserts too," Lin Xuan replied, not quite catching her meaning.
"Ah Xuan, *you* are my dessert," Su Hua murmured, her tongue lightly brushing his earlobe.
Lin Xuan’s face turned bright red.
This vixen!
Seeing his reaction, Su Hua’s eyes sparkled with amusement.
She turned to face him, straddling his lap, her soft arms wrapping around his neck. "Ah Xuan, I’m yours."
"Forever."
She pressed her lips to his, her sweet scent enveloping him. Lin Xuan couldn’t help but caress her back, his hands moving instinctively.
The temperature in the room began to rise.
Su Hua’s kisses grew more fervent. "Ah Xuan, since you’ve willingly become my man, I won’t let you escape."
"Ah Xuan, for eternity, we’ll be bound together."
"Didn’t you want to see me lose myself for you? I’ll give you that. I’ll give you everything..."
"Ah Xuan, let’s fall into the abyss together..."
She reveled in their shared descent, as if they could never be torn apart.
...
The sound of the kitchen door sliding open broke the silence.
Lin Xuan carried Su Hua out of the dining room and all the way to the bedroom.
"Su Hua, what happened to your hand?" Lin Xuan noticed two deep cuts on her right hand, likely from a knife.
"I’m fine," Su Hua replied, pursing her lips. To her, these were minor injuries.
Lin Xuan fetched some medicine and carefully bandaged her wounds.
"Su Hua, you need to take care of yourself," Lin Xuan said as he tended to her. "Otherwise, I’ll worry."
Su Hua’s beautiful eyes shone like stars.
*Worry... He said the same thing five years ago...*
Had *that* man really returned?
When Su Hua didn’t respond, Lin Xuan’s expression turned serious. "Su Hua, did you hear me?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Xuan paused.
Had he just *ordered* Su Hua around? Was he taking advantage of her affection?
He cautiously glanced at her, expecting her to be upset, but instead, she calmly nodded. "Okay, I’ll listen to you, Ah Xuan."
Lin Xuan: "..." Why did he feel like he’d just tamed a wild beast?
He tied the bandage into a neat bow on Su Hua’s hand.
Su Hua waved her bandaged hand and pouted. "It’s hard to shower with one hand, and the wound might get wet."
The medicine had stung her cuts, and her eyes were slightly watery, making her look pitiful.
Lin Xuan quickly looked away.
This side of Su Hua was downright lethal!
"Then I’ll help you shower," Lin Xuan offered without hesitation.
Su Hua: "Carry me. My legs feel weak; I can’t walk."
Lin Xuan’s mind flashed back to the scene in the dining room, where Su Hua had clung to him like a koala...
*Stop, stop.*
He didn’t dare dwell on it further and carried her to the bathroom as she requested.
Lin Xuan expected Su Hua to tease him again, but this time, she behaved herself. Instead, it was her soft, flawless skin that left him distracted.
After the shower, Lin Xuan dried Su Hua’s hair, and she soon fell asleep, her arms wrapped around his waist.
Lin Xuan looked down at the serene beauty in his arms. In this moment, she seemed gentle and harmless, a stark contrast to the cold, ruthless woman he knew.
In his memories, Su Hua was decisive and unapproachable, but these past few days had shown him a different side of her—one that craved warmth and love, one that became soft and tender in his presence. This contrast was oddly endearing.
Meanwhile, at the Lin Family estate...
Jiang Shuqin slammed her Chanel bag onto the couch, her face livid.
"Mom, what’s wrong?" Lin Qingwan asked, concerned.
"It’s that ungrateful son of ours, Lin Xuan!" Jiang Shuqin spat through gritted teeth. "He got into a fight at school, and I went to handle it for him, but he threw my kindness back in my face! He declared that he’s cut ties with the Lin Family, treated me like an outsider, and even had me kicked out of Qing University!"
Lin Qingwan’s heart sank. She had thought Lin Xuan was just throwing a tantrum and would calm down eventually, but it seemed his resentment toward the family ran deeper than she realized.
Was he really planning to sever all ties with the Lin Family for good?
"From now on, let’s all just ignore him," Jiang Shuqin said coldly. "He’s got a sugar daddy backing him now, but once he’s abandoned, he’ll come crawling back to us."
Lin Qingwan’s mood grew heavier. "Mom, I’m going upstairs."
She entered Lin Xuan’s room and looked around, a pang of sadness hitting her.
The room was small and dilapidated, a far cry from what one would expect for the eldest son of the Lin Family. He had lived here in conditions worse than those of the household staff.
The Lin Family owed him so much.
Yet, aside from her, no one in the family cared for him. His departure hadn’t caused them any grief.
When she shared stories of Lin Xuan’s life in the family, they all thought he deserved it...
Lin Qingwan wanted to understand Lin Xuan’s life better. She opened his drawer and found a thick, worn-out diary on top.
The diary was old, its pages yellowed with age. She opened it to the first page, where a child’s messy handwriting read:
*"Today is my ninth birthday. I finally saved enough money from collecting bottles to buy this diary. From now on, I’ll record everything so I won’t forget what I’ve been through. When Mom and Dad find me, they’ll be able to understand my life through this diary."*
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?"
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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
