“Silence!”
Chu Jinghong suddenly let out a furious shout.
A terrifying imperial might erupted from within her in an instant.
Golden dragon qi swept across the entire bedchamber. The window lattice, curtains, jade table, incense burner—everything was reduced to dust in that moment.
She looked like a Female Emperor consumed by absolute rage. Killing intent surged in her phoenix eyes, as though she truly intended to crush Lin Jiutian into pieces on the spot.
Yet Lin Jiutian merely raised his head and quietly looked at her.
There was scarcely any fear in his eyes.
“Don’t forget.”
He suddenly spoke, his voice low, yet every word clear.
“You gave birth to a child for me.”
The moment those words left his mouth, Chu Jinghong’s expression became utterly disdainful.
That disdain was even more wounding than disgust.
She slowly straightened, the imperial might around her still vast and overwhelming, now mixed with an arrogance she could barely contain.
“You truly think that child was born to you?”
Lin Jiutian froze.
Then his face darkened at once.
He stared fixedly at Chu Jinghong, finally realizing the possibility he had been unwilling to consider for so long.
“You tampered with it after all.”
Chu Jinghong let out a cold laugh, her smile filled with lofty contempt.
“Other than my husband, I would never bear a child for any man.”
Those words were like a blade, brutally cutting open the truth behind that marriage alliance once hailed by countless people as “the strategy that stabilized Great Jin.”
Lin Jiutian’s entire body stiffened.
His eyes, which had still carried a trace of mockery, now filled for the first time with utter disbelief and fury.
But Chu Jinghong did not stop.
She descended from the high platform step by step, her black-and-gold gown trailing across the floor. Her presence was as immense as mountains and seas, as though she alone were the supreme ruler of heaven and earth.
“When Great Jin was first established, I had no choice but to enter into a marriage alliance. I agreed to bear eight children for you.”
“That was the greatest humiliation of my life.”
“It was I… who wronged my husband.”
As she said this, Chu Jinghong’s eyes wavered for the first time.
For a brief moment, the killing intent and coldness surrounding her seemed to fade, replaced by a remorse buried deep within her bones.
“He ran from the wedding. I don’t blame him.”
“Because if I had been in his place, I wouldn’t have forgiven me either.”
But that brief softening lasted only an instant.
The next second, she once again returned to her lofty, cold, and merciless self.
“Now, Great Jin has become the foremost immortal dynasty in the Central Province.”
“There are some things I can finally make clear.”
She looked down at Lin Jiutian from above, without the slightest trace of shame in her eyes.
“Not only that child.”
“The other seven aren’t mine either.”
“Only the Crown Prince, Ye Linyuan…”
At the mention of that name, Chu Jinghong’s expression finally softened for a moment.
It was not the approval of an heir to the throne.
It was the gentle light that appeared only when a woman spoke of the man she loved and the only child they shared.
“He is the only child born to my husband and me.”
The entire bedchamber fell terrifyingly silent.
Lin Jiutian stood rooted to the spot, saying nothing for a long while.
His expression shifted from darkness, to shock, to bewilderment, and finally to a pale, indescribable despair.
So that was how it was.
So that was how it was!
It wasn’t that he had never suspected it over the years.
He simply hadn’t dared to think too deeply.
Because once he did, so many things would become unbearably cruel.
He had once believed that even if Chu Jinghong did not love him, at least that child was the one genuine connection between them.
Even without love…
At least there was blood.
At least there was something, however slight, that could not be severed.
But now she had told him herself:
No.
There was nothing.
From beginning to end, apart from that filthy marriage alliance, there was not a single thing between them that truly belonged to him.
Lin Jiutian suddenly gave a low laugh.
As he laughed, his body began to tremble.
“I should have realized it long ago.”
“I should have realized it…”
He lowered his head, his eyes filled with ashes, his self-mockery almost pitiful.
“How laughable. I was so hopelessly deluded.”
“I thought that once we had a child, you would come to love me.”
When Chu Jinghong heard this, there was not the slightest trace of emotion in her eyes. There was only coldness.
“What a joke.”
“In this life, I love only my husband.”
Lin Jiutian slowly raised his head.
At that moment, the love, hatred, jealousy, and unwillingness in his eyes seemed to have been completely drained away.
All that remained was a cold detachment that looked as though he had seen through everything.
He gazed at Chu Jinghong and suddenly said:
“The husband you love most?”
“Chu Jinghong, you’re wrong.”
“What you love most has never been Ye Xuan.”
“What you love most is yourself.”
Those words were the final straw, completely crushing the cord in Chu Jinghong’s heart that had already been stretched to its limit.
“Get out!”
She did not waste another word.
She raised her hand and slapped him.
Smack!
A sharp, terrifying boom exploded through the bedchamber.
Lin Jiutian did not even have time to react. His entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, smashing through the doors, then through several jade steps and layers of restrictions outside the hall, before finally crashing heavily into a distant white-jade plaza.
Boom!
Dust soared into the sky.
The countless palace attendants, guards, and imperial soldiers stationed outside instantly changed color. One after another, they fell to their knees, not daring even to raise their heads.
Inside the hall, Chu Jinghong remained in the posture of having struck him, her chest rising and falling violently.
Her breathtakingly beautiful face was flushed with fury, and her phoenix eyes were filled with frightening coldness.
Yet at the deepest point of that coldness lay a trace of discomfiture she herself refused to acknowledge.
Because Lin Jiutian’s final words had pierced the place she least wanted to face.
Did she truly… love only herself most?
No!
Of course not!
She loved Ye Xuan.
She could go mad for him, lose her composure for him, lie awake all night after seeing the wedding invitation, and willingly cooperate with the Nine Heavens Sacred Land simply to take him back.
How could she not love him?
But…
If she truly loved him so much, why had she made that choice back then?
Why had she allowed him to suffer such humiliation?
Why had she pushed him to that point?
Why… had she only begun to regret it like a madwoman after losing him?
Chu Jinghong stood where she was, her breathing growing faster and faster.
She wanted to deny it.
But the harder she tried to deny it, the more that forced panic and guilt made her irritable.
“Nonsense.”
“It’s all nonsense.”
Her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, as though she were refuting Lin Jiutian—or desperately trying to convince herself.
“The one I love most is my husband.”
“I loved him before, I love him now, and I will love him forever.”
“No one can take him away from me…”
By the end, her gaze once again began to turn obsessive and frenzied.
Yes.
No matter what Lin Jiutian said, it could not change one fact.
Ye Xuan was hers.
He should have been hers from the beginning.
She had merely taken the wrong path for a time. Great Jin had merely tied her hands for a time. She had merely wronged him for a time.
But now, she possessed enough power to set everything right.
Great Jin had already become the foremost immortal dynasty in the Central Province.
Chu Jinghong was no longer the woman who had needed the support of the Eight Sects, nor the woman who had needed to exchange a marriage alliance for room to breathe.
Now, she could reveal everything.
She could start over.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
] 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.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
