"Mm-hmm."
A faint blush crept onto Feng Yaya's cheeks. "I do have a bit of a crush on him."
Truth be told, she was a bit of a looks person.
Lin Xuan was far more handsome than Lin Li, and his abilities outshone Lin Li's by a mile.
Over the past few days, she had searched for information about Lin Xuan online.
She discovered he was a computer genius who had solved the Oli Problem. Not only that, he had founded Skyveil Group, which had grown explosively in just over a year, unstoppable in its rise.
Lin Xuan had looks, talent, and he was the same man who had comforted her as a child.
With all these qualities stacked together,
Feng Yaya couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter.
"Yaya," Feng Weimin couldn’t hold back. "Are you sure someone like you is good enough for Lin Xuan?"
Feng Yaya’s expression stiffened.
Her family background and education weren’t issues, but… she was too overweight—150 pounds at just five-foot-three.
Sometimes, she couldn’t even bring herself to look in the mirror.
"Dad, I’m going to lose weight!" Determination flashed in Feng Yaya’s eyes.
She had to become prettier, so she could be worthy of Lin Xuan.
"Alright," Feng Weimin nodded. "Then go for it."
"But Yaya, you can pursue Lin Xuan—just don’t force him, understand?"
Not only was Lin Xuan someone he couldn’t afford to offend, but he also wanted his daughter to find genuine happiness. A forced marriage would never bring joy.
"Okay." Feng Yaya nodded.
Once she slimmed down, she would make Lin Xuan fall for her.
Clenching her fists, her face brimmed with resolve.
These past few days,
Lin Chang hadn’t returned to the Lin household. Online, discussions about Lin Li becoming a eunuch and losing fertility were still rampant.
Many people were active in comment sections across various platforms.
[Hey, have you heard about Lin Li losing his manhood and becoming a eunuch, plus the infertility thing?]
Those unfamiliar with Lin Li’s situation would inevitably grow curious upon seeing such remarks.
Eunuchs were supposed to be a thing of the past—how could there still be one now?
Driven by this kind of thinking, gossip-loving netizens would search it up to get the scoop.
Practically every internet-savvy person knew about Lin Li’s complete emasculation.
Offline,
people would bring it up too. "Let me tell you, I saw something wild online."
Word spread, and soon, half the country knew about Lin Li’s predicament.
Lin Li hadn’t dared to leave the house or go to school these days.
Instead, he tortured himself by endlessly scrolling through comments about him.
His fanbase had nearly vanished, with almost no one defending him.
The remarks were overwhelmingly mocking and insulting.
"Ah—!"
Lin Li snapped, hurling his phone against the wall.
With a loud crack, it rebounded and shattered on the floor, the screen splintering into pieces.
"What right do any of you have to judge me?" Lin Li seethed. "So what if I’m a eunuch? I’m a top-ranking student at Yundu University, one of the best schools! I’m rich, and the entire Starlight Group will be mine someday. What I have is beyond what any of you will ever achieve!"
"You’re all just commoners—lowly and poor! No matter what, you’re in no position to laugh at me!"
"Just wait! Not only will I become Starlight Group’s chairman, I’ll take it to new heights and make it one of the top companies in the country!"
"I’ll make every single one of you regret looking down on me!"
Lin Li roared.
Knock knock knock—
A sudden rapping came at his door.
Lin Li lowered his gaze, masking the darkness in his eyes. After composing himself, he went to answer.
Jiang Shuqin looked at him with concern. "Li'er, are you alright?"
"I’m fine," Lin Li forced a smile.
"Li'er, I’m sorry. I couldn’t protect you." Jiang Shuqin’s eyes welled up.
"It’s okay, Mom. I don’t blame you," Lin Li reassured her. "This wasn’t your fault to begin with."
"Li'er."
Jiang Shuqin grasped his hand. "Your father only cares about profit. He wanted to use you to secure a good marriage alliance, something to benefit Starlight Group."
She was trying to brainwash him.
She didn’t want Lin Li to keep respecting Lin Chang.
Now that Lin Chang was infertile and couldn’t have more children, if Li'er and Wan'er’s sisters all abandoned him, she’d like to see how Lin Chang would cope.
"That’s why, Li'er, when Lin Chang found out you were… a eunuch, he reacted so harshly."
"See? The moment this happened, he disappeared for days. Li'er, your father doesn’t deserve your filial devotion."
Lin Li sneered inwardly.
Jiang Shuqin was still playing her manipulative games. Now that she and Lin Chang were at odds, she was pinning her hopes on him.
Hah.
To him, Jiang Shuqin and Lin Chang were cut from the same cloth—both rotten.
Once she found out he was actually Wang Yajun and Lin Chang’s son, she’d probably want him dead.
Despite these thoughts, his face betrayed nothing.
He nodded earnestly. "Mom, I know. Between you and Dad, you’re the only one who truly cares about me."
"Mom, don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you in the future. You’ll live the life of a pampered socialite."
"Good, good." Jiang Shuqin beamed. "I’ll be counting on my Li'er to spoil me then."
"Mom, I’m a little tired. I think I’ll take a nap."
"Of course. Rest well. Call me if you need anything."
Jiang Shuqin left.
Lin Li didn’t sleep. Instead, he kept scrolling through the taunting comments.
No. I can’t just sit here and take this.
Abruptly, he stood up, phone in hand.
He rushed downstairs.
"Where’s my mother?" Lin Li frowned at a servant.
"Master Lin, Madam went out for a skincare session with some other ladies," the servant answered respectfully.
"Got it."
Lin Li left the Lin residence and headed straight for Yundu Prison.
Soon, Wang Yajun was brought to see him.
"Li'er!" Wang Yajun’s face lit up with excitement. "You finally came to see me! I’ve missed you so much."
"Mom, I’m sorry," Lin Li said apologetically. "I’ve been busy lately and couldn’t make time to visit."
"It’s alright. I’m doing fine here. Don’t worry about me if you’re tied up."
"By the way, Li'er," Wang Yajun asked worriedly, "how have you been? Are you okay?"
Lin Li pressed his lips together.
Wang Yajun noticed something was off about Lin Li's expression and asked with concern, "Li, what exactly happened? Tell me quickly. Maybe I can help you figure it out."
Lin Li tightened his grip on the phone, his voice somber. "Earlier, I was captured by someone, forced to drink the Root-Severing Water, and turned into a eunuch."
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.
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?"
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.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
