He stood up and planted his foot firmly on Lin Li's chest.
"Lin Li, I don’t have a disgusting little brother like you."
When he first returned to the Lin family from the orphanage, he had genuinely treated Lin Li as his own younger brother.
But what did he get in return?
Nothing but Lin Li’s endless schemes and betrayals. Because of Lin Li, he was despised by the Lin family, beaten and scolded—all orchestrated by Lin Li himself!
"Lin Li, no matter how much you beg, I’ll never let you off the hook." Lin Xuan’s lips curled into a cruel smirk. "Lin Li, I love watching you writhe in pain."
Rather than killing Lin Li outright, he preferred to make him suffer—to let him live a life worse than death.
Otherwise, he would’ve found a way to kill Lin Li long ago.
He wanted Lin Li to watch as he climbed to heights Lin Li could never reach.
Lin Li gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Xuan with pure hatred.
He wished he could tear that smug look right off Lin Xuan’s face!
But right now, he was nothing but a helpless fish on the chopping block, while Lin Xuan held the knife. There was nothing he could do—Lin Xuan could do whatever he wanted to him.
Lin Xuan glanced at Older Chen and Second Chen.
The two men were kneeling on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
Su Hua called Lin Xuan.
He had set a special ringtone for her number.
When the call came through, Lin Xuan frowned.
He couldn’t let his beloved Hua find out he was dealing with someone like this.
"Gag Lin Li. Make sure he doesn’t make a single sound," Lin Xuan ordered.
"Yes," Cheng Da and Cheng Er responded immediately, stepping forward to tightly cover Lin Li’s mouth.
Lin Xuan answered the call, his voice softening instantly. "Hua."
Cheng Da shook his head.
Their boss was such a different person around Su Hua—so gentle, so composed.
But then again, Su Hua also put on an act in front of him.
No wonder people said they were a match made in heaven.
"Xuan, are you still at the banquet?" Su Hua asked.
"Yeah, but I had a bit to drink. Feeling a little dizzy, so I stepped out to rest for a while."
"Then come home soon. I’ll be waiting for you," Su Hua said.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded.
Su Hua hung up.
She had been frustrated earlier, tangled in an overseas project. Whenever she felt like this, her mind would fill with thoughts of Xuan.
Hearing his voice calmed her down, and she returned to her work with renewed focus.
Jiang Qing couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.
Young Master Lin really was Su Hua’s emotional stabilizer.
They were perfect for each other—absolutely meant to be.
Tsk.
When Lin Xuan wasn’t around, Su Hua actually became more diligent—rushing to meetings, burying herself in work.
Truly, a man’s charm could be a woman’s downfall.
Meanwhile, Lin Li listened to Lin Xuan’s words, a plan forming in his mind.
So Lin Xuan was afraid of Su Hua seeing this vicious side of him.
That meant Su Hua had no idea what Lin Xuan was really like.
If he could expose Lin Xuan’s cruelty, maybe Su Hua would abandon him.
Lin Xuan ended the call.
Hua was waiting for him at home, so he needed to wrap things up with Lin Li quickly. Besides, the reporters would be arriving soon.
He looked at Lin Li and smirked coldly.
Lin Li’s heart pounded violently—fear and dread coursing through him.
"Cheng Da, Cheng Er, feed these two men two packets of powder each," Lin Xuan commanded.
Older Chen and Second Chen shuddered.
This was a potent aphrodisiac meant for livestock—one packet was unbearable, let alone two.
With two, their bodies might just explode.
Older Chen stammered, "M-Mr. Lin—no, Young Master Lin—could you maybe give us less? Or none at all? We’ll do whatever you say! We’ll take care of Lin Li, no problem!"
His gaze slid toward Lin Li.
The guy was delicate, with fair skin and delicate features—especially now that he was a eunuch.
Perfect for the role of a submissive.
It’d be a new experience, something they hadn’t tried before.
Lin Xuan raised a brow. "Do you really think you’re in a position to bargain?"
Older Chen immediately shut his mouth.
Fine. Taking the drugs was better than dying.
"I’ll take it myself. No need to trouble you," Older Chen said.
"Good. Here."
Cheng Da handed him the powder.
Older Chen clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and swallowed it all.
Just as Second Chen was about to do the same—
"Wait." Cheng Da stopped him.
"Young Master, there are four packets here. If they each take two, that’s all of it. Did you forget someone’s share?" Cheng Da pointed out.
"Lin Li doesn’t need any," Lin Xuan said.
"Why?" Cheng Er asked, curious.
Lin Xuan smirked. "Because this drug clouds the mind. I want Lin Li to experience every second of this—fully conscious."
Cheng Da: "…"
Cheng Er: "…"
Damn.
Their boss was ruthless.
Anyone who crossed him was in for a world of suffering.
Cheng Da turned to Second Chen. "You’re taking both packets."
"I’ll do it, I’ll do it!"
Like Older Chen, Second Chen didn’t dare resist. He tipped his head back and swallowed the powder.
Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction.
Good. At least these two knew how to follow orders.
As time passed, Older Chen and Second Chen’s faces grew flushed.
"So hot… so hot…"
They tugged at their clothes, their eyes glazing over with lust.
Lin Li’s terror multiplied infinitely.
He scrambled up from the ground and threw himself at Lin Xuan’s feet.
"Lin Xuan, just kill me!" he begged.
He’d rather die than endure what was coming.
"Not happening," Lin Xuan chuckled. "Murder is illegal. I don’t break the law."
Cheng Da and Cheng Er nearly rolled their eyes into the back of their skulls.
Boss, they thought, you’ve killed plenty of people.
Sometimes, their boss had no shame.
"Lin Li, enjoy yourself."
Lin Xuan turned and ordered, "Untie him. The ropes are just in the way."
"Yes."
Cheng Da and Cheng Er quickly loosened the bindings, then followed Lin Xuan toward the door.
Lin Li tried to bolt for freedom, but before he could take more than a few steps, Older Chen and Second Chen—now completely consumed by the drugs—grabbed his legs and dragged him back.
All Lin Li could do was watch helplessly as the door slammed shut.
"NO!"
His scream was raw, desperate, as the reality of his fate closed in around him.
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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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!