Bai Jie felt deeply upset.
Except for herself... all the girls who had been involved with Jiang Che had received bracelets.
Although the bracelets weren't particularly valuable, they were a form of recognition from Jiang Che's mother.
And among all the girls... only she didn't have a bracelet.
It hurt so much that she wanted to cry. Even though she had been the one to climb into Jiang Che's bed, the feeling of being ignored was truly unbearable.
But just as she was wallowing in her sorrow, a figure appeared in front of her and took her small hands into his.
"What's wrong? Why didn't you step forward when my mom was handing out bracelets to her daughters-in-law? Don’t you want to join our Jiang family?"
As soon as Jiang Che said this, Bai Jie's head snapped up. Though she was wearing a mask, her shocked eyes were impossible to hide.
Jiang Che sighed helplessly.
Ah, he had wanted to keep playing the "masked girl" game for a while longer, but if he continued like this... Bai Jie might just break.
Crying secretly under the covers?
No, that wouldn’t do. He could mess with her before, but now that she was his woman, it wouldn’t be fun anymore.
Jiang Che's large hand gently rested by Bai Jie's ear, brushing through her hair.
Bai Jie seemed to realize something and lowered her head.
Jiang Che reached out and gently removed the girl's mask, revealing a pure yet alluring face, her eyes still red as she bit her thin lips.
Bai Jie's heart trembled, feeling as if she were being publicly humiliated.
Her fervent yet humble love was laid bare before Jiang Che. She knew her love for him was twisted and ugly.
After all, what kind of girl secretly stalks a boy for six years? The photos she had taken of Jiang Che filled a 128GB USB drive to the brim.
This kind of love... could only be described as obsessive!
"Oh? Bai Jie?"
Jiang Che feigned surprise.
The other girls in the room also turned their gazes toward her. Qin Qiaoqiao's eyes widened in shock, her mouth slightly agape.
"Xiao Jie? It’s you?"
Qin Qiaoqiao felt a mix of emotions. She never would have guessed... that this little maid was the same girl she had recently befriended!
No wonder... Bai Jie had suddenly become so close to her, always subtly probing for information about Jiang Che.
So... her target was Jiang Che all along!
This made Qin Qiaoqiao feel a little hurt, not out of jealousy... because if it were jealousy, she would have been green with envy by now.
Wuwuwu~ Her feelings had been deceived! What friendship? What sisterhood? It was all a lie!
...
"Jiang... Jiang Che, I'm sorry! I... I didn’t mean to deceive you."
In the shadows, Bai Jie's love was bold and pathological. But in front of Jiang Che... she became deeply insecure.
How could Jiang Che be angry? He gently brushed away the strands of hair from her forehead.
"If you like me... why hide it?"
"If loving me makes you feel exhausted, you don’t have to love me."
Bai Jie quickly shook her head upon hearing Jiang Che's words.
Love? How could she not love him? She was obsessed, he was the only light in her life!
"Then, welcome to the family!"
Jiang Che gave Bai Jie a light hug and then introduced her to Ye Mengyao and Yu Wan'er.
Yu Wan'er narrowed her eyes, her back teeth grinding as she whispered into Ye Mengyao's ear.
"Yaoyao, did you see that? Jiang Che's flirting skills are terrifying. Is this how he tricked you back then?"
After the "evil mother-in-law" left, Yu Wan'er instantly transformed from a well-behaved girl into a mischievous brat.
Ye Mengyao bit her thin lip. She had long known that she had been manipulated by Jiang Che, but she accepted it willingly!
Bai Jie's heart raced, feeling as if she were in a dream.
Though she hadn’t gained the approval of Jiang Che's mother, she had finally won his love. The overwhelming joy nearly made her faint.
"You don’t need to wear a mask anymore. Of course, if you want... I can keep playing the chase game with you."
Bai Jie threw herself into Jiang Che's arms, restless and agitated.
How bold! Had her obsessive side fully unleashed?
"Ahem... that won’t be necessary."
He was an abstinent heartthrob, after all. How could he let an obsessive girl take the lead?
Bai Jie lowered her head, her face flushed. Jiang Che had already blocked her thoughts with his "mind-reading" ability.
......
"Jiang Che! Was what your mother said earlier... true?"
After some thought, Chen Ningshuang stepped forward, her beautiful eyes fixed on Jiang Che's.
"What’s true or false?" Jiang Che pretended to be confused.
"Are you really at the Transform Force level?"
"Haha... do I look like a Transform Force expert? Didn’t you say I was a loser?" Jiang Che teased.
"Of course, you can test me like you did last time!"
"If you attack me, I won’t say a word. I’ll just make sure to bring a bigger gift to the Chen Family Village banquet."
Chen Ningshuang: "..."
She was seething with anger!
But all she could do was glare. This guy, though just a teenager, was infuriating beyond belief!
It made her liver ache.
"Hmph, loser! Other than threatening me with your family... what else can you do?"
Chen Ningshuang shot Jiang Che a fierce glare, utterly disgusted by his shameless behavior.
"If I have power, why not use it? What a ridiculous thing to say!"
Jiang Che smirked disdainfully, then turned his gaze to the faint blush on her cheeks.
"Huh... did it hurt when my mom slapped you?"
"None of your business, you shameless scoundrel! I’ll never give in to you people!"
Chen Ningshuang's pride flared up, her chest heaving as tears involuntarily fell.
It was too much. She, a Transform Force expert, had to stay by this loser’s side every day, helping him wash and dress, constantly enduring his humiliation.
Who knew when this beast might lose control and take her innocence? She couldn’t even raise a hand to resist.
And on top of that, she had to endure his mother’s abuse!
It was too stifling. The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached.
But Jiang Che, the demon king, still refused to let her go.

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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.”

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.

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!