"Mm! I want to cultivate with you. I really want to improve," Chen Ningshuang said earnestly.
"You see~ why the rush?" Jiang Che, now in control, acted like a big shot as Chen Ningshuang came to him willingly.
"You... I’ve already completely surrendered to you. What more do you want?"
"No, no, no. You’re a bit late. I’ve got a lot of girls around me, and I’m a bit overwhelmed. This afternoon, I’m taking Yao Yao out on a date. In the evening, I’m having a candlelit dinner with Sister Feifei... and at night, I’ll be helping Wan'er and Dong'er improve their skills."
"You... I’m afraid you won’t be able to squeeze in anytime soon."
Chen Ningshuang: "......"
Looking at Jiang Che’s smug expression, she really wanted to hit him!
She knew very well that Jiang Che wasn’t actually busy. He was just being a jerk.
After successfully manipulating her, he had now left her hanging.
"You’ll get struck by lightning one day."
"That would make me so happy. I heard that when one reaches the pinnacle of martial arts, it triggers celestial phenomena, and heavenly lightning refines the body. So, in a way, you’re wishing me an early breakthrough... Thanks!"
Jiang Che chuckled and, as he passed by Chen Ningshuang, gave her round butt a firm slap.
The sensation... was just so smooth!
The once aloof Chen Ningshuang had now surrendered to him. For these high-and-mighty women, the right approach was all it took.
Suddenly, Jiang Che remembered the cold and detached girl Shen Yu, who was bound to the "Genius System," whom he had met a couple of days ago.
Although this girl appeared icy and otherworldly, Jiang Che still had a way to break through her defenses.
From the moment he first saw Shen Yu, he knew... she was a pure girl, her eyes only reflecting pure knowledge.
To win over such a girl, threats or bribes wouldn’t work. Shen Yu was unfazed by material things, having nothing to lose.
For a genius like her, all you needed was to impress her with your intellect, and she would soon fall for you.
So, Jiang Che planned to let this little genius experience the academic dominance of another world!
......
Jiang Che wasn’t actually lying. He was indeed quite busy. The date he had promised Ye Mengyao couldn’t be skipped.
After all, she was one of his women now, and he couldn’t neglect her too much.
The same went for Qin Qiaoqiao and the others!
He occasionally made time to spend with each girl individually to deepen their relationships.
"Drink... I want more!" Ye Mengyao actually dragged Jiang Che out for drinks.
After spending the afternoon with the little girl, they went out drinking in the evening.
And Ye Mengyao’s alcohol tolerance and drinking manners were clearly not up to par.
After just a few drinks, she was already drunk and collapsed into his arms.
"Jiang Che... can we not go home? Just hold me like this... tighter."
"Can you kiss me? Kiss me on the lips!"
Jiang Che looked down at the girl in his arms. Ye Mengyao’s mental state was off... though she hid these thoughts deep within, even Jiang Che’s "Heart-Reading" couldn’t penetrate the deepest parts of her heart.
As the young lady of the Ye family, how could she possibly be content with sharing him with other girls?
Whether it was her dark turn at her 18th birthday party or her active attempts to seduce him, it was all a manifestation of her inner conflict. In truth, Ye Mengyao’s mentality... was almost like that of a little girl.
"Here, you’re mine alone. But when we go home... you don’t want me anymore. You just bully me..."
"Jiang Che... I’ve always known. You like Wan'er, not me... You only like my body."
As she spoke, Ye Mengyao’s eyes turned red, resembling a rabbit that had been thoroughly bullied.
"You know what? I regret it so much. You should’ve been mine alone, but I lost you..."
The girl clung to Jiang Che’s arm, pouring out all the thoughts she had kept hidden deep inside.
Her cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and even her neck had turned red. Tears fell like raindrops.
Jiang Che sighed helplessly and simply held Ye Mengyao’s shoulders a little tighter.
He swore that initially, he had only wanted to be a super playboy, adhering to the principle of not taking initiative, not rejecting, and not taking responsibility.
But he did have feelings for Ye Mengyao.
"Jiang Che, there are more and more girls around you. Will you abandon me?"
"Wuwuwu~ I want to have a child with you."
The heavily intoxicated girl was even starting to babble, and her words nearly shocked Jiang Che.
He gently stroked Ye Mengyao’s head and didn’t say anything more. He had too many romantic entanglements now, and it was inevitable that some girls would feel neglected.
Although he held the title of "Harem Master," the girls were all real people, not NPCs. They each had their own thoughts and feelings.
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Gu Lingfei. "Xiao Che, I’m off work. Which restaurant should we book? I’ll change into something stunning tonight, guaranteed to blow you away."
Jiang Che: "......"
Looking at the young lady sobbing softly in his arms, he felt a headache coming on. The time management master had crashed and burned!
In his original plan, the afternoon was reserved for Ye Mengyao, and the evening was for a candlelit dinner with Gu Lingfei.
Who could’ve predicted that Ye Mengyao would drag him out for drinks? And then the girl would cry all night?
"Sister Feifei, I think I’ve been neglecting Yao Yao lately. She’s clinging to me and crying... Let’s postpone the candlelit dinner for a couple of days. I’ll cook for you myself then."
Jiang Che even snapped a photo of Ye Mengyao, her face tear-streaked and pitiful.
In Jiang Che’s world, there was no such thing as a love triangle. Sincerity was the ultimate weapon!
He knew Gu Lingfei’s personality well.
Sure enough, seeing Ye Mengyao cry so miserably, Gu Lingfei’s heart softened.
"Xiao Che, spend more time with Yao Yao. She’s just a young girl who fell for a scoundrel like you on her first love."
"Sister Feifei, you were my first love too. Aren’t you jealous?"
"Do I look like someone who’d be jealous of a little girl?" Gu Lingfei teased.
"Sister Feifei, I love you."
On the other end, Gu Lingfei hung up the phone and smiled wryly.
She glanced down at the evening gown she had already put on. Dressed in a stunning purple gown, Gu Lingfei looked absolutely breathtaking, having even applied light makeup, resembling a bride about to walk down the aisle.
"Fine, I’ll let it slide this time for Yao Yao’s sake. But next time... if you dare stand me up again? Hmph..."
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
