Yu Wan'er was jealous!
There was a time when she adored Xiao Wanwan so much—before meeting her, she had never been a fan of any celebrity.
But now... her idol had actually caught Jiang Che's attention!
A sour, complicated feeling churned in her chest, filling her tiny heart with bitterness.
On one side was her favorite idol, and on the other was Jiang Che, whom she had always despised.
Yet in an instant, the scales in her heart tipped completely toward Jiang Che!
She had to admit—though she cursed him with her words, her body and heart had utterly, irrevocably fallen for that damn jerk.
[Jiang Che, you damn jerk, one day I’ll wear you out, wuwu—]
A deep sense of crisis surged within her!!!
She had felt this unease before, but never this intensely. After all, she knew all too well about Jiang Che’s... peculiar tastes. The only real threats to her were the silver-haired loli Dong'er and the little "Yellow Bean Powder"!
But while Dong'er and "Yellow Bean Powder" were both soft, adorable lolis, one was a bit slow, and the other was just plain silly. The advantage was still hers!
But if Xiao Wanwan joined the fray... that would be a different story!
Xiao Wanwan was petite and cute, came from a powerful background, was a superstar who could sing and dance with a heavenly voice, and—most importantly—she had two equally beautiful and charming sisters.
In comparison, Yu Wan'er couldn’t help but feel a crushing sense of inferiority. She... was just an ugly duckling!
Had Jiang Che grown tired of her... and decided to switch things up?
She didn’t even dare to think about it!
"Wan'er, don’t cry," Ye Mengyao hugged her again.
"Wan'er, even if you don’t have a father, you still have us," Qin Qiaoqiao gently held the girl’s small hand.
Yu Wan'er: "......"
Seriously, you two are trying to comfort me? Once Jiang Che gets his hands on those triplets, you two will be even further out of favor!
Sigh~~~ She had to take the lead. The affection Jiang Che showed her might still spill over to these two silly best friends.
Ugh, this was too much! She was just a little loli wearing size 38 pink shoes, standing at a mere 145 cm tall—yet now, it felt like an entire mountain was pressing down on her!
If not for her holding things together, Qin Qiaoqiao and Ye Mengyao would’ve long been discarded by that fickle, ever-changing Jiang Che!
......
Meanwhile, on stage.
After snapping out of their daze, the audience burst into applause.
Though they resented Jiang Che for crashing Xiao Wanwan’s concert, they couldn’t deny his incredible singing!
And the song "Father" was pure gold—a devastating blow to the declining Chinese music scene.
"Damn... this guy’s got skills?"
"A singer who can make me cry... which industry heavyweight is this guy’s secret identity?"
"No idea, but he looks young. Either way, after tonight, this blond guy’s gonna blow up!"
The crowd buzzed with heated discussions.
On stage, Xiao Wanwan was starting to panic.
[Damn blondie, damn man, why did you have to sing so well?! Now I’m stuck here looking bad!]
People always feared comparisons, and Xiao Wanwan was no exception.
Her singing skills were actually top-notch. Despite debuting less than a year ago, she was born for this—her voice was angelic.
But that blond guy’s "Father" had just completely outclassed her!
Frustrated and humiliated, she couldn’t help but feel a flicker of curiosity toward him.
She could tell he was young, probably only a few years older than her.
Down in the audience, Xiao Chuan was sweating bullets. The song "Father" had struck a deep, painful chord in him.
Jiang Che glanced sideways at Xiao Chuan, a smirk tugging at his lips.
What’s wrong, old man? Can’t handle it? I just sang "Father" and you’re already falling apart?
I haven’t even sung "Where’s Daddy?" yet!
If I did, wouldn’t you just explode?
...
After finishing, Jiang Che didn’t linger on stage. He slipped straight to the back.
"Hey, stop right there! Who are you? Why did you disrupt my sister’s concert?"
A petite girl blocked his path. She wore a pink-and-white blouse, twin ponytails, and a bear-shaped hair clip on her side-swept bangs. Her plaid pink skirt paired with blue-and-white striped socks.
She had round glasses—though they were just frames, no lenses!
Jiang Che raised a brow, eyeing her with amusement.
Another top-tier adorable loli!
The triplet sisters—just meeting two of them already made his heart itch.
The three girls likely had completely different personalities. Xiao Wanwan was the rebellious, bratty type.
Meanwhile, this one, Xiao Sisi, tried to act all mature, but to Jiang Che... she just seemed like a kid playing grown-up.
"What? Need something?"
Jiang Che crossed his arms, his gaze teasing.
"I admit your singing is impressive, but that doesn’t give you the right to mess with someone else’s concert!"
Xiao Sisi puffed her cheeks, trying to look stern.
Jiang Che just laughed. "Pfft—HAHAHA!"
"What’s so funny?!"
Now she looked like an angry little mantis waving its claws.
Jiang Che smirked. Xiao Sisi seemed way too easy to tease.
He glanced around—no one else was nearby—then stepped closer.
"W-What are you doing?!" She instantly shrank back, her bravado gone.
"Listen, little miss, can you blame me? Your sister was the one who asked me to duet with her!"
"But I don’t know any of her songs! She basically threw me into the fire!"
"If I can’t sing hers, what’s wrong with singing my own?"
Xiao Sisi: "......"
Against his twisted logic, she actually found herself nodding along!
"N-No, that’s not—you knew about Xiao Wanwan’s family situation—"
"Little girl, why would I know anything about Xiao Wanwan’s background? I had no idea!" Jiang Che lied shamelessly.
Xiao Sisi was speechless. Even if she grew a second mouth, she’d never win against this blond devil!
"Fine, fine, just go! Don’t let me see you again!"
"Tsk, no way. What do you take me for? Some servant you can summon and dismiss?"
"Then... what do you want?" She hunched her shoulders, unnerved by the way he was looking at her.
Unnerved was an understatement—Jiang Che might as well have been devouring her with his eyes.
"Hmm... I heard you’re collecting lyrics for Xiao Wanwan’s new album. That true?"
His grin widened.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
] 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.
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.”
