Butler Wang and Secretary Jiang both had their hearts in their throats.
Watching Lin Xuan's expression grow increasingly pained, Su Hua felt a surge of panic. If this continued, he would die.
She pushed Lin Xuan away abruptly.
Lin Xuan coughed a few times, clutching his neck. Indeed, he had gambled correctly—Su Hua couldn’t bring herself to kill him.
"Get out!" Su Hua’s voice was icy.
Su Hua’s emotions were highly unstable at the moment. Lin Xuan pondered how to calm her down and came up with an idea, though he wasn’t sure if it would work.
Well, he decided to take the risk!
Lin Xuan strode over to Su Hua.
Butler Wang and Jiang Qing, who had just relaxed, felt their hearts leap into their throats again. Was Lin Xuan trying to get himself killed by approaching Su Hua now?
"I gave you a chance. If you’re not going to run, then you’ll die," Su Hua narrowed her eyes, her hand gripping Lin Xuan’s neck once more.
To everyone’s astonishment, Lin Xuan suddenly cupped the back of Su Hua’s head and kissed her lips.
Butler Wang: "!!!"
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
The bodyguards and doctors: "!!!"
What kind of time was this to be thinking about romance?
Su Hua stared blankly at the man before her, blinking slowly as the hostility in her demeanor gradually faded.
Hmm… this man was rather delectable.
Keeping him as her bed slave wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
Butler Wang and the others were dumbfounded. Was it really that simple?
When Lin Xuan noticed Su Hua had returned to her usual harmless demeanor, he pulled away from her lips.
"Su Hua, listen to me. Calm down…"
A flicker of displeasure crossed Su Hua’s face. She hadn’t heard a word he said. All she could think about was why he had pulled away. If he was going to be so disobedient, she’d just lock him up—lock him to her bed…
As her hostility began to resurface, Lin Xuan sighed and kissed her again. Su Hua immediately softened, docile as a fawn.
"There are too many people here, Su Hua. Let’s go back to the room, okay?" Lin Xuan whispered in her ear, his voice laced with persuasion.
Su Hua’s eyes darkened.
This little bed slave was quite clever.
Su Hua obediently allowed Lin Xuan to lead her to the room.
Butler Wang and Jiang Qing watched in stunned silence.
The woman who had seemed ready to destroy the world moments ago was now as gentle as a lamb.
It was like something out of a dream…
"Butler Wang, it seems you were wrong this time. Young Master Lin wasn’t afraid of Madam Su, and he actually managed to calm her down during her episode," Jiang Qing said, swallowing hard.
"I underestimated Young Master Lin’s role," Butler Wang admitted, his face still etched with shock.
"Butler Wang, no matter what, Madam Su won’t have to face her illness alone anymore," Jiang Qing said with a relieved smile.
"That’s true," Butler Wang nodded with a smile.
Perhaps Madam Su could even recover fully. There was no denying it—Young Master Lin was a treasure.
He took back what he had said earlier about Young Master Lin being a troublemaker!
Inside the room, Su Hua pushed Lin Xuan onto the bed. Lin Xuan had intended to let her vent her energy, so he didn’t mind who was on top.
This time, he willingly took the submissive role.
"Little bed slave, your performance pleases me," Su Hua said, lifting Lin Xuan’s chin with a smirk. Her beautiful eyes roamed over him shamelessly.
So handsome.
Every inch of him was exactly to her liking.
Little bed slave?
Lin Xuan’s face darkened with exasperation.
Fine, Su Hua was sick and not in her right mind. He’d endure it!
Su Hua’s gaze lingered on Lin Xuan’s lips. She remembered the flutter in her heart when he had kissed her earlier.
She leaned down and kissed him again, but this time it wasn’t gentle—it was fierce, almost biting.
The temperature in the room began to rise.
……
By the time Su Hua was completely exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep, Lin Xuan began tending to the wounds on her bloodied hands.
What had she been through in the past?
Lin Xuan frowned. He had always thought Su Hua was living a glamorous life, with immense power and wealth. He never imagined she could be so lonely inside. Her past must have been unimaginably harsh.
Lin Xuan’s heart ached for her.
"Su Hua, in your past life, you avenged me. In this life, I’ll protect you."
Not only would he build an entertainment empire, but he would also strengthen his martial skills.
For others, this might seem like a fantasy, but he had the advantage of his spatial ability. The space had a slowed time flow and could provide him with everything he needed to train.
Lin Xuan stepped out of the bedroom.
"Young Master Lin, how is Madam Su?" Butler Wang asked with concern.
"She’s asleep now," Lin Xuan replied, frowning. "Butler Wang, aside from the violent episodes, does Su Hua have any other health issues?"
"Not that we know of," Butler Wang shook his head. "But the doctor said her condition might affect her organs in the future."
"Alright, I understand."
Lin Xuan was determined to restore Su Hua’s health.
Unfortunately, the medical knowledge in this other world was lacking, and he couldn’t learn their techniques to treat her.
Lin Xuan returned to the room and spent the entire night caring for Su Hua.
When Su Hua woke up later that night, she found Lin Xuan asleep by her bedside. She had no memory of what had happened after her episode.
She looked at him in confusion. Shouldn’t she be in the secret room?
And her hands… Su Hua glanced at her bandaged hands, the corners of her lips curling slightly.
The clumsy wrapping had to be Lin Xuan’s handiwork.
Seeing how exhausted Lin Xuan was, Su Hua didn’t wake him. She quietly got out of bed and covered him with a blanket.
Su Hua left the bedroom, looking as if nothing had happened. In the past, after an episode, her face would be pale, and she would need to rest in bed for at least a day—sometimes even four days if it was severe.
When Butler Wang saw Su Hua in the living room downstairs, his eyes lit up.
This was the first time Madam Su had looked so lively after an episode!
"Madam, how are you feeling?" Butler Wang asked as he approached.
"I’m fine," Su Hua replied, shaking her head. She, too, was puzzled by why she felt so unaffected this time.
"Butler Wang, does Lin Xuan know about my episode?"
"Yes, Madam. I initially followed your instructions to keep it from him, but somehow Young Master Lin found out. He insisted on going to the secret room because he was worried about you. I couldn’t stop him. I thought he might be able to help, so I let him in," Butler Wang explained.
"Did he… seem afraid or disgusted when he saw me?" Su Hua’s voice was hoarse, her fists clenched at her sides.
His tenderness these past few days had made her want more. She couldn’t bear to see him look at her with disgust again.
"Not at all," Butler Wang smiled and shook his head. "Young Master Lin was concerned for you."
Butler Wang recounted the events of the previous day, omitting the part where Su Hua had nearly strangled Lin Xuan to death.
If he told her that, she would be overwhelmed with guilt and regret.
Su Hua’s lips curved into a faint smile.
"So Lin Xuan wasn’t afraid. That’s good." She was growing fonder of him by the day.
After her episode, Su Hua had been wild, her stamina astonishing. Lin Xuan had been thoroughly drained.
When Su Hua returned to the room and moved him to the bed to sleep, he didn’t even stir.

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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.”

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?"

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia