Wen Xiuxiu's frenzied appearance made many onlookers shake their heads in pity.
No matter what, Wen Xiuxiu had once been a figure of some renown, praised by many for both her talent and beauty.
Yet this time, the ignorance and madness she displayed left people deeply disappointed.
Still, everyone understood—she simply couldn’t bear the shock of such a blow.
Had it been anyone else, they likely wouldn’t have remained calm either.
"Stop!"
"Are you trying to throw your life away?"
"Do you really think you stand a chance against him?"
The Sect Master of Hunyuan Immortal Sect swiftly intercepted Wen Xiuxiu. The current situation was something he had never anticipated.
To prevent further escalation, he couldn’t afford to provoke Chen Chang'an any further. Who knew what else the man might do?
"Sect Master!"
"He killed my husband! He killed Chang'an Gege!"
"I must avenge him, I—"
Slap!
The Sect Master struck Wen Xiuxiu hard across the face, his voice icy. "Snap out of it!"
"Chang'an Gege?"
"That was a fraud! A fraud!"
"You were deceived. Our entire sect was deceived!"
"Everyone was fooled by him!"
"And you still want to avenge him?"
"Do you have any idea how close he came to dragging the Hunyuan Immortal Sect into eternal ruin?"
The Sect Master’s words left Wen Xiuxiu utterly dazed.
Deceived…
Had she truly been deceived?
It was all a lie!
The man was fake. Every sweet word he’d spoken—fake!
In that moment, Wen Xiuxiu felt her world collapse. Her heart shattered, leaving her in a numb, hollow stupor.
"It’s over."
"Wen Xiuxiu can’t handle this. She’s lost her mind."
"Such a pity. Though she was never destined for greatness, she could’ve lived a happy life. But now…"
"Fate works in mysterious ways. Perhaps this was always her destiny."
Many sighed at Wen Xiuxiu’s plight, but what could anyone do?
Such was fate.
The Sect Master paid her no further attention. Compared to the survival of the sect, Wen Xiuxiu’s suffering meant nothing.
He didn’t even spare a thought for the Ancestor’s current state.
Instead, he turned to Chen Chang'an. "Might I ask… are you truly Chen Chang'an?"
"Oh?"
"Still doubting?"
"Care to test me yourself?"
The Sect Master could only force a bitter smile. If even the Ancestor had been defeated in a single move, what hope did he have?
"No need. I believe you."
"In fact, we owe you our gratitude, Young Master Chen."
"Had you not intervened, our sect might’ve been thoroughly swindled by that damned impostor."
"You’ve done us a great service—one the Hunyuan Immortal Sect will never forget."
"Who could’ve imagined someone would dare impersonate you?"
"Our ignorance blinded us. We couldn’t distinguish truth from lies."
"And earlier, we offended you. We beg your forgiveness."
The Sect Master’s words earned silent admiration from many. He was a shrewd man—shifting all blame onto the dead impostor.
In his telling, the Hunyuan Immortal Sect was the greatest victim, utterly deceived.
"So you’re saying…"
"None of you ever suspected the impostor?"
"Even when I questioned him earlier, none of you wavered."
"Are the people of Hunyuan Immortal Sect all complete fools?" Chen Chang'an sneered.
The Sect Master’s smile stiffened. Endure. No matter what he says, endure.
Surviving this crisis came first.
"You’re right!"
"We are fools—fools who fell for such a simple trick."
"But… who would’ve thought anyone would dare impersonate you?"
"Did you ever expect this?"
The Sect Master’s counter was brilliant. If even Chen Chang'an hadn’t anticipated this, how could others be blamed for being fooled?
"You’re quite the silver-tongued one."
"Unfortunately, I have a habit."
A habit?
What habit?
A sense of foreboding gripped the Sect Master. Even after such humility, did Chen Chang'an still intend to destroy them?
"Damn you!"
"I’ll kill you!"
At that moment, the Ancestor of Hunyuan Immortal Sect—previously sent flying by Chen Chang'an—returned, charging at him in a rage.
"Ancestor, wait!"
"Don’t act recklessly!"
The Sect Master hurriedly intercepted him.
"Why stop me?"
"Join me! Let’s cut this man down together!"
"Ancestor, he… he is Chen Chang'an."
"I don’t care if he’s Chen Chang'an! Do you think he’ll spare us?"
"Fight with me now! Kill him!"
"Otherwise, the consequences will be dire!"
"Do you understand?"
Dire consequences?
Would they really face annihilation?
The Sect Master hesitated. Then, recalling Chen Chang'an’s earlier words, his resolve hardened.
Meanwhile, the gathered guests grew restless. A battle was imminent—what should they do?
Stay and watch?
Or flee before disaster struck?
"What now? Do we stay?"
"I think we should leave."
"Agreed. There’s no reason to remain. Best avoid getting caught in the crossfire."
"Such a waste. I brought so many gifts for the Hunyuan Immortal Sect."
"Forget it. Survival comes first. Who knows what Chen Chang'an’s temper is like? If he turns on us, none will escape."
"True. Let’s go."
In moments, the guests had all fled, leaving only Chen Chang'an and the Hunyuan Immortal Sect behind.
"They’ve all left."
"Now, it’s time to settle things." Chen Chang'an’s voice was calm.
"Chen Chang'an!"
"Since it’s come to this, I’ll be frank."
"I knew he was a fraud from the start."
"I only used him to benefit the sect."
"I never expected you to appear."
"Hmph!"
"But so what?"
"The entire Hunyuan Immortal Sect against you—do you really think you can survive?"
All of them?
Would that even work?
"Then let’s find out."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
