“Lord Demon Ancestor, how long has it been since you last visited me?”
Jiang Che spent nearly all his time stuck with Mo Shangxie, barely able to find a moment to see Yao Yue, and she had grown a bit jealous.
Yao Yue looped her arm through Jiang Che’s, resting her head gently on his shoulder. Over the years of being with him, she had long understood his character—he was an abstinent man with impossibly high standards... ordinary women never caught his eye. Even the favor she herself received was only because Jiang Che happened to be in the mood.
Jiang Che certainly had no romantic desire for Mo Shangxie. She was nothing more than a strict and demanding master to him. But seeing the man she loved spend every day by another girl’s side still made Yao Yue insanely jealous.
Yet she dared not show it, terrified that even the small affection she had painstakingly earned might vanish into thin air.
“What’s this? Jealous?”
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Yao Yue’s slender waist, then paused in surprise. How did Yao Yue’s figure feel... even more exaggerated than before?
Yao Yue showed no shyness. “Husband, I obtained a Curvaceous Immortal Pill from the Alchemy Lord Lao of the Heavenly Court.”
Jiang Che was speechless. Yao Yue didn’t exactly have any rivals, did she? Why was she still working so hard to improve?
Still, he said nothing. After all, Yao Yue was quite tall, and even a more exaggerated figure would only look balanced, not ugly—especially since she stood over two meters high. With her demon horns included, she was well past two meters twenty.
A true meter-long pair of legs, no exaggeration.
Our Mr. Jiang was practically driving a tank—no, actually, Yao Yue couldn’t really be called a tank. Her face and figure were flawless; she was simply a larger model, and Jiang Che found it quite endearing.
...
Jiang Che was seriously troubled.
He even had to sneak around to meet Yao Yue in private, avoiding that girl Mo Shangxie. Whenever Mo Shangxie was around, Yao Yue had to pose as a simple subject of the demon race.
“Sister Yao Yue!”
As soon as Yao Yue stepped out of Jiang Che’s hall, she ran straight into Mo Shangxie.
Mo Shangxie didn’t think twice upon seeing her—after all, she was only thirteen, still at an age of budding curiosity but no real understanding.
“Um... Princess Axie, why... why are you here?”
Mo Shangxie tilted her head. Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that? Why were you coming out of Master’s room?
Seeing the look in Mo Shangxie’s eyes, Yao Yue quickly explained.
“Princess Axie, I was reporting the battle situation between our two realms to the Lord Demon Ancestor. You know—our Demon Realm is at war with the Human Realm...”
“Oh, oh, I know!” Mo Shangxie waved her hand, not bothering to ask further.
...
Meanwhile, the Human Realm had fallen into complete chaos.
Ever since the Demon Realm had openly broken ties and declared war, the Human Realm was in turmoil. Although it boasted three supreme immortal emperors as its sovereigns and dozens of six-tribulation immortal emperors, both the Destruction Demon Emperor and the Devouring Demon Emperor were veteran demon emperors. The Destruction Demon Emperor had particularly reached the pinnacle of the path of destruction, his power after merging with the Dao nearly rivaling the peak of supreme demon emperors. He alone made the three human sovereigns hesitant to challenge him head-on.
“Fuxi, what’s your take?”
Inside the Human Sovereign Hall, a young man in an old gray robe sat cross-legged, his silver-white hair lending him a handsome, almost otherworldly appearance.
“You’re asking me, Shennong?” Fuxi shrugged. “I don’t know where this Demon Ancestor came from, but the moment he appeared, the Demon Realm gained two supreme demon emperors. I can’t afford to provoke him. He might be as powerful as the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court—someone whose strength we can’t even fathom.”
The Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court!
The most mysterious and powerful immortal emperor across the three realms, bar none. Even these human sovereigns had been personally appointed by the Heavenly Emperor, so even though he hadn’t appeared for tens of thousands of years, they dared not harbor any disloyalty.
“We simply can’t provoke this Demon Ancestor. If we can avoid him... let’s do so.”
“Suiren! I think we should go directly to the Heavenly Court and find the Heavenly Emperor. I refuse to believe this Demon Ancestor’s background could be bigger than the Heavenly Emperor’s!”
Yes, the force backing the Human Realm was none other than the Heavenly Court—and the Heavenly Emperor himself.
The three sovereigns exchanged a few words, then rose and immediately set off for the Heavenly Court.
...
Above the Boundless Heaven.
Through the faint, hazy clouds, a massive ancient gate could be vaguely seen, with the words “Southern Heavenly Gate” inscribed upon it.
This was the Heavenly Court.
“Sovereigns Fuxi? Suiren? Shennong?”
The Giant Spirit God guarding the Southern Heavenly Gate immediately put on a fawning expression upon seeing the three sovereigns approach.
Though he was the Giant Spirit God, his cultivation was no more than the second tribulation of an immortal. These three were supreme immortal emperors, nominally equal in status to the Heavenly Emperor himself.
“The Human Realm and the Demon Realm are at odds. I need to meet the Heavenly Emperor!” declared the Shennong Immortal Emperor.
After all, although they were technically the Heavenly Emperor’s servants, when out in the world, they had to save face.
“The Heavenly Emperor? I’m just a gatekeeper—how would I know where His Majesty is?”
The Giant Spirit God furrowed his brows.
Just then, a figure riding a green ox slowly appeared, an old man with an immortal aura seated on the ox’s back.
“Three sovereigns, the Heavenly Emperor left a prophecy ten thousand years ago. All of this is fated—the Heavenly Emperor will not appear...”
The old man on the ox was none other than Grand Supreme Elder from the ancient Heavenly Court, an immortal emperor who had merged with the original Dao of alchemy. His cultivation was extremely formidable.
“This—”
The three sovereigns were shocked. This old man was implying that even the Heavenly Emperor was avoiding conflict?
The Heavenly Emperor clearly wanted to lie low.
Wasn’t this a disaster?
The three looked at each other, seeing only fear in one another’s eyes.
Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, they had joined forces to oppress the Demon Realm, demanding territory and reparations, even importing many demon concubines and consorts for human enjoyment.
And now the Demon Realm had suddenly grown strong?
The Human Realm was doomed to face a catastrophe!
“Grand Supreme! Can you please help us contact the Heavenly Emperor?”
But the Grand Supreme simply rode off on his ox, merely a messenger.
Left alone, the three sovereigns stared at each other in dismay.
“Should we... just go back and beg the Demon Ancestor for forgiveness? The demon army grows stronger by the day... we truly cannot overcome them.”
“We humans are best at patience. There’s nothing we can’t endure—let the Demon Realm flourish for a few hundred thousand years, if that’s what it takes.”
“Let’s go to the Demon Abyss to negotiate with the Demon Ancestor. Last time Fuxi went alone and was refused, I think it was because our sincerity wasn’t enough—that’s why the Demon Ancestor didn’t appear. Now that all three of us go together, he should meet us.”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
