It's common knowledge that high-skilled female gaming companions are the rarest resource in the paid gaming partner industry.
The comments below the profile were overwhelmingly positive, praising the girl's unbeatable skills and reliable carry potential, though many noted her personality was a tad icy—she didn’t even call her clients "boss," sticking to only the most basic polite exchanges.
All things considered, the price was fair.
Su Bai didn’t mind.
As long as her voice was pleasant and she could carry him in-game, that was all he cared about. His ultimate goal was to indulge and splurge.
Noticing that Yuxie was online, Su Bai clicked into a private chat and opened with a rather unusual question:
[PuffyWhiteGoose: Hi, do you offer monthly subscriptions for your gaming companion services?]
[Yuxie: ?]
[PuffyWhiteGoose: Here’s the thing—I’m looking for a long-term, stable partner. My only requirements are a nice voice and the ability to carry. Your profile fits perfectly.]
[Yuxie: Oh.]
[Yuxie: Specifics?]
[PuffyWhiteGoose: Monthly payment, no more than two hours per day. Game times can be flexible.]
[Yuxie: Fine.]
Done deal!
Su Bai smirked.
Before messaging her, he had checked Yuxie’s order history.
Averaging two hours a day shouldn’t be a problem for her.
At 200 per hour, that’d be 400 a day, totaling 12,000 for the month.
[PuffyWhiteGoose: [Payment Sent]]
[Yuxie: ?]
[Yuxie: What’s this?]
[PuffyWhiteGoose: Payment for the next month.]
[Yuxie: Shouldn’t we do a trial first…?]
[PuffyWhiteGoose: No need. I trust you.]
[Yuxie: Let’s at least play one match. What if you don’t like it?]
[Yuxie: That’s a lot of money. Be careful.]
[PuffyWhiteGoose: I’ll like it. Don’t worry, I won’t ask for a refund no matter what. This amount is pocket change for me.]
[Yuxie: Oh.]
[Yuxie: [Payment Accepted]]
At the same time, Su Bai’s system chimed in.
[Ding! Host has subscribed to a monthly gaming companion service, spending 12,000. Triggering 3x cashback—reward +36,000!]
After deducting the initial cost, that meant a neat profit of 24,000.
Su Bai happily logged into the game and added Yuxie as a friend.
They connected via the companion app’s voice chat.
"Hello."
A cool, mature voice—exactly as advertised on her profile.
"Hi, let’s queue for ranked," Su Bai said.
"Mm."
Definitely on the icy side…
No matter. As long as she could carry.
Honestly, her frosty tone had its own charm, Su Bai mused.
Then, they hit a snag in the ranked queue.
Yuxie’s account was Platinum 2.
According to matchmaking rules, Silver players could only queue with Iron, Bronze, Silver, or Gold.
Platinum was a tier above Gold, meaning…
This was clearly Yuxie’s smurf account for paid carries, yet it still couldn’t queue with Su Bai.
Damn it, is the world just out to get me?!
Silver lives matter too!
The awkwardness hung heavy in the voice chat.
After a long pause, Yuxie suddenly spoke up. "I just remembered I have a Gold smurf. Wait, I’ll switch."
"...Go ahead."
Two minutes later, Su Bai added her Gold account.
"This one should work. Didn’t realize your rank was that low."
"Ahahaha!"
"...Sorry, was that too blunt? I’m not great with words. Feel free to flame me if I offend you."
"Don’t worry, I’ve got thick skin."
"Oh."
Su Bai grinned silently.
This girl wasn’t just cold—there was a hint of adorable awkwardness beneath the surface.
But once the game started, any trace of awkwardness vanished.
Yuxie locked in Nidalee, the quintessential smurfing jungler.
Ganks, invades, map control.
She 1v9’d, stomping the enemy team into the ground.
Su Bai barely had to try before they won.
Tsk, zero challenge, terrible experience! (Not really.)
Please, give me more of these effortless victories!
For the next two hours, Yuxie carried PuffyWhiteGoose on a relentless win streak.
Their last game started with just five minutes left on the clock, but Yuxie saw it through to the end—professionalism at its finest.
Overall, Su Bai was thoroughly satisfied. Though Yuxie’s voice remained flat, devoid of the usual flirtatious tactics common among female companions, her tone was soothing, like a gentle breeze.
Combined with her unusually high skill level, the experience was well worth it.
"Time’s up," Yuxie announced as the final game ended.
"Got it. Had a great time today—same tomorrow. I’ll message you."
"Mm."
"Let’s add each other on WeChat for easier contact."
"...I don’t add clients on WeChat."
"But I’m a long-term client. It’s more convenient, and I can pay you directly to skip the platform fee."
After a brief hesitation—likely swayed by the saved fees and Su Bai’s premium client status—she relented.
Yuxie’s WeChat avatar was an anime girl with purple hair, exuding an aloof yet slightly dorky vibe that matched her voice.
Su Bai kept it simple: a stick-figure white goose meme.
Both instinctively checked each other’s Moments.
Emh…
Just a single horizontal line.
The classic "posts visible for three days" setting.
Neither was the type to overshare.
...
Meanwhile, in a girls’ dorm at Jiangcheng University—
Chen Yusheng removed her headphones and closed her laptop.
Her slender legs, sheathed in sheer black stockings, gleamed enticingly.
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.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
