"Hey hey hey, I'm not done yet, don't start grabbing!"
Ji Ningxue and Jiang Che had been fooling around all day, and she was already starving. Faced with the irresistible dishes whipped up by Jiang Che's god-tier culinary skills, she couldn't hold back her cravings!
It was like a man who'd been celibate for a decade suddenly laying eyes on an unbearably cute little lolita in white socks and a frilly Lolita dress.
"Oof... it's so hot!"
Ji Ningxue tossed all ladylike manners aside and reached straight for the food with her bare hands.
"See? Rushing again? Burnt yourself, didn’t you?"
Jiang Che reached out, took her hand, and gently placed her reddened fingers into his mouth.
Mmm~~~ ice cream flavor, sweet and delicious!
"You—" Ji Ningxue shuddered as if electrocuted, her face flushing crimson.
Jiang Che gave her fingertips a light lick before letting go.
Then, with a sweeping gesture toward the lavish feast on the table, he said,
"Ningxue-jie, dig in—"
With that, Jiang Che went to fetch two bottles of expensive brandy.
At the table, Ji Ningxue sniffed the air, the intoxicating aroma making her feel like she was floating on clouds.
She picked up a slice of meat, popped it into her mouth, and as her lips pressed together, an explosion of rich flavor burst across her tongue.
"Mmm, so good!"
Clearly, even she couldn’t resist the overwhelming allure of god-tier cooking, taking several more eager bites.
For the first time in her life, she felt genuine happiness while eating, as if her very soul had been cleansed.
Pure bliss!
"So? How’s the taste, Ningxue-jie?"
Jiang Che walked over, carrying the two bottles.
"How did you make this? How is it so delicious???"
Ji Ningxue was now burning with curiosity—how could a pampered rich boy cook so well?
Instead of answering, Jiang Che grinned and asked, "Ningxue-jie, I heard your husband cooks for you every day. Compared to his skills... how do I stack up?"
This was no mere comparison—the two weren’t even in the same league!
Xiao Chen’s cooking might be decent, but against Jiang Che’s god-tier mastery? Every flaw stood out like a sore thumb.
"Why bring him up? Of course yours is better."
Ji Ningxue frowned slightly. Before meeting Jiang Che, Xiao Chen had just seemed incompetent in her eyes.
But now? Every part of him seemed flawed.
Even his one redeeming skill—his cooking—had been utterly crushed by Jiang Che.
"Hehe, Ningxue-jie, care for a drink?"
Ji Ningxue’s eyes flickered thoughtfully as she glanced at the glass Jiang Che offered.
"Really, Ningxue-jie? You’re suspicious of me? Relax... I’m a gentleman. Drugging someone is beneath me."
Ji Ningxue couldn’t help but laugh, taking the glass and downing it in one go.
Jiang Che would never stoop to something as low as spiking a drink—that was the kind of thing only a desperate creep like Bai Jie would do.
Besides, he wasn’t planning to "claim" Ji Ningxue tonight. This teasing, ambiguous tension was the most intoxicating—and the best way to keep a woman hooked.
......
Xiao Chen was panicking.
He had a gut feeling that if he didn’t act soon, something would happen that he’d regret for the rest of his life.
Finally, gritting his teeth, he called Tiaozao.
"Hello, Dragon King, what’s the honor?" Tiaozao’s tone carried a hint of impatience.
"Tiaozao, I’ve been detained at Hangcheng Police Station. Send someone to post 5,000 yuan bail and get me out ASAP. Then, track down where Ningxue went."
"Huh? The Asura himself got arrested? Want me to rally the troops for a grand welcome? I’ve been watching these short videos lately—the Dragon King smirks, and everyone falls in line. So badass! Boss, you’d totally pull it off!"
"I need to keep a low profile, got it? It’s not time to reveal my identity yet. If Ningxue finds out who I really am, she’ll fall for me beyond saving. I don’t want our love tainted by power or status."
Tiaozao was speechless. "Fine, oh mighty War God, keep your mystique then."
After hanging up, Tiaozao got to work.
As the world’s second-ranked hacker, he’d once briefly clashed with the third-ranked, "Monkey," and crushed him effortlessly.
Only one person in the hacking world could outmatch him—the legendary "God of Hackers," a figure shrouded in mystery and power, and Tiaozao’s ultimate idol.
Soon, Tiaozao dug up some intel.
"Wait... no way? Sis-in-law checked into a hotel with another guy?"
Tiaozao’s jaw dropped. He’d just run a casual search and stumbled onto this bombshell.
Instantly, he felt a pang of sympathy for Xiao Chen.
Checking the records, the pair had checked in at 5 PM. It was now 11 PM—by this point, sis-in-law was probably already...
Tiaozao’s heart raced. He knew exactly what Ji Ningxue meant to Xiao Chen!
She was part of his very soul. If Xiao Chen found out about this... he’d lose his mind.
Xiao Chen loved Ji Ningxue so deeply that he’d probably forgive her—but the Dragon King’s wrath? Rivers of blood would flow.
"Gulp—" Tiaozao swallowed hard.
What now?
What should he do? Should he even tell the Dragon King?
Just then, a pop-up flashed on his screen.
[Friend request from ‘Sugar Daddy’...]
"The hell? Who’s this?"
Confused but curious, Tiaozao accepted.
"Who are you?"
"I’m Jiang Che. You’re investigating me, right?"
The first line alone sent a cold sweat down Tiaozao’s back.
Holy crap! How?!
How did Jiang Che know he was being investigated? Impossible! As the world’s No. 2 hacker, even the FBI couldn’t trace him. How had Jiang Che detected him?
Unless... the guy’s skills far surpassed his own, allowing him to silently counter-track Tiaozao’s movements?
If so, then Jiang Che’s hacking prowess had to be on a whole other level!
Which meant his identity was obvious!
Tiaozao nearly leaped out of his seat, stubbing out his cigarette as he frantically typed.
[You... you’re the God of Hackers?]
On the other end, Jiang Che—enjoying a candlelit dinner with Ji Ningxue—glanced at his phone.
God of Hackers?
What kind of title was that?
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!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
