"Jiang Che, it's been a while since you last touched Sister Feifei, hasn't it?"
Ye Mengyao stood behind Jiang Che, dressed in a nightgown, her bare feet delicate and alluring, with high arches and slender calves that were irresistibly captivating. Her eyes were half-lidded, clearly still drowsy from sleep, and she held a toothbrush between her lips, her mouth foaming with toothpaste.
Jiang Che turned his head and smiled, giving Ye Mengyao's perky backside a playful pat.
"What's the matter? Weren't you always the jealous type?"
Ye Mengyao rolled her eyes. "What's the point of being jealous? You’ll still flirt around anyway. Did you gobble up Shen Yu too?"
"Ahem, Yao Yao, that’s not the right way to put it. A gentleman’s actions can’t be called ‘gobbling.’ It should be called ‘plucking the flower’!"
Ye Mengyao smirked sarcastically. "As expected of a top scholar—so cultured with words."
"You flatter me—"
"Yao Yao, I made congee for breakfast. Let me get you a bowl."
Jiang Che leisurely walked to the kitchen and scooped a bowl of millet congee for Ye Mengyao.
The young woman sipped it daintily. In the Jiang household... opportunities to be alone with Jiang Che like this were rare.
"Jiang Che... I... can I ask you something? It’s been bothering me for a long time~"
Ye Mengyao hesitated before finally speaking up.
"Go ahead," Jiang Che said, propping his chin on one hand.
"Did you like me first... or did you like Wan'er first?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Ye Mengyao blushed furiously and lowered her head.
Even though she and Jiang Che had already shared countless intimate moments, when it came to matters of the heart... she still turned shy like a lovestruck maiden.
Jiang Che couldn’t help but laugh. This girl... still hadn’t let go of her old insecurities!
Though Jiang Che had "enlightened" Ye Mengyao countless times, she still harbored deep regret over her past self—a scheming, manipulative girl.
If only she had recognized her true feelings back then, would Jiang Che have belonged to her alone?
"Of course I liked you first!"
"But then I met Yu Wan'er and realized that this silly, clumsy, and scheming little girl was pretty cute too..."
Jiang Che’s words secretly delighted Ye Mengyao.
Confirmed. Even if she wasn’t the most favored now, at the very least... she was Jiang Che’s first love!!!
"Jiang Che!!!!! Who are you calling silly, clumsy, and scheming???"
A voice, both childish and murderous, cut through the air.
Yu Wan'er felt like she was about to explode with rage!
You can call me silly and clumsy—fine, lies aren’t daggers. But you can’t call me scheming in front of Yao Yao-jie! The truth is the sharpest blade of all!
"Wan'er... shh... calm down," Qin Qiaoqiao picked Yu Wan'er up.
"Qiaoqiao-jie, let me go... I’m gonna fight him!"
Jiang Che smirked at Yu Wan'er. Little wildcat... time to turn up the heat today.
Before, I let you off easy. But today, I’ll stab a few truths into your heart—let’s see if you can still act smug.
Jiang Che wrapped an arm around Ye Mengyao and shot Yu Wan'er a challenging look.
"Tsk tsk tsk, was I wrong? Aren’t you just a scheming little brat?"
Yu Wan'er’s heart skipped a beat at his words.
"Y-You’re the one who’s scheming! How could a tiny girl like me, barely five feet tall, have any schemes?"
Her survival instincts were in full swing!
But Jiang Che wasn’t about to let her off the hook. The timing was perfect—time to expose Yu Wan'er’s shameful past.
"Was I wrong? Yao Yao... let me tell you, this ‘best friend’ of yours is full of tricks!"
"Back then, I..."
Jiang Che embellished the story of how he’d caught Yu Wan'er cheating, laying out every detail.
"She even said you were gullible and easy to fool..."
Yu Wan'er’s scalp went numb, her eyes reddening with fury.
"Stupid Jiang Che, shut up! I’ll tear your mouth off!"
She lunged into Jiang Che’s arms, trying to cover his mouth, only to fall right into his trap.
"Yao Yao-jie... I’m sorry, my intentions back then really weren’t pure..."
Tears welled up in Yu Wan'er’s eyes, her pitiful act still flawless—the little green tea routine never failed!
Jiang Che continued twisting the knife. "‘Not pure’? Yao Yao... she was just using you as an ATM!"
If this had happened before, exposing Yu Wan'er’s secrets might have sparked a heartbreaking showdown.
But now... Yu Wan'er and Ye Mengyao were already ‘battle-tested’ sisters-in-arms. Heartbreak was off the table—this was just unbearably awkward.
"You’re the ATM! You’re the ATM! I hate you so much—"
Tear streaks still fresh, Yu Wan'er bit down hard on Jiang Che’s shoulder.
She meant it—like she wanted to rip off a chunk of flesh.
But as she gnawed, her head eventually buried itself into Jiang Che’s shoulder, as if she wanted to disappear into him. She couldn’t face anyone anymore.
Ye Mengyao blinked in surprise, then burst out laughing.
"Jiang Che, stop teasing Wan'er. She’s crying."
"Of course I knew. Wan'er’s mom was seriously ill back then. I’m not stupid—I was actually pretty sharp."
Yu Wan'er lifted her head, her eyes red like a bullied little rabbit.
"Yao Yao-jie... you... you knew all along that I was scamming you?"
"Scamming? What kind of sisters wouldn’t help each other out?" Ye Mengyao smiled warmly.
Yu Wan'er completely broke down, sobbing even harder.
"You jerk, don’t hug me..."
Ugh, youth is wasted on the young—mistaking Jiang Che for a treasure instead of cherishing her bestie... pfft, as if she’d ever consider this pervert a treasure!
Yu Wan'er clutched Ye Mengyao’s hand, tears still glistening, but she shot Jiang Che a triumphant glare, her whole demeanor haughty.
Hmph! As if a loser like you could ever drive a wedge between me and Yao Yao-jie!
Dream on!
Jiang Che smirked and spoke leisurely.
"Yu Wan'er, Yao Yao is too kind to hold a grudge, but I’m a different story..."
Yu Wan'er: "..."
Danger!!!
......
Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the "Human Pavilion" within the Chosen Ones Association.
Ye Qing had followed Ye Fanchen and the others into the heart of the organization.
His worldview had been completely shattered.
The people here possessed all sorts of abilities—fortune-tellers, miracle doctors, feng shui masters... though these were all tricks he himself knew.
What truly stunned him were the power-wielders!
He envied them deeply—some could even fly or teleport through space.
Ye Fanchen watched Ye Qing’s dumbfounded expression with disdain.
So what if you’re a peak grandmaster in martial arts? You still look like a country bumpkin who’s never seen the world.
"What you’ve entered is merely the lowest tier of our Chosen Ones Association—the ‘Human Pavilion.’"
"Our association is divided into three pavilions—Human, Earth, and Heaven. The Human Pavilion is responsible for recruiting those with gifts from the mundane world."
Ye Qing was floored!
What he saw was actually just the most underwhelming Earth Pavilion?
Then the Earth Pavilion and Heaven Pavilion... must be even more incredible?
In that hazy moment, it seemed as though a tremendous opportunity was coming his way!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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.
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!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
