Lin Yu finally bowed to reality.
The legendary medical skills passed down to him by his master could bring the dead back to life, cure cancer and kidney failure, and even included techniques like massage for women's physiological issues...
But when it came to men's health... the knowledge was scarce.
The only thing related to men's health was some tonic for enhancing virility.
It drove him crazy!
"Master, you’ve failed me!!!"
Lin Yu, in a daze, followed the doctors to the hospital for sperm preservation.
Since he was impotent, he had to undergo a puncture procedure.
"Store it for ten years, here’s the fee..."
The ten-year storage cost 20,000 yuan, which completely emptied Lin Yu’s wallet. The 150,000 yuan he had just been scammed into borrowing was now all gone.
"Doctor, please, you must take good care of it!!!"
Lin Yu looked at the test tubes, his voice trembling. This was his last hope!
It reminded him of a phrase he had once overheard:
"Young and unaware of the value of virility... now, broken, he could only weep over his lost potential."
"Mr. Lin, rest assured, our hospital’s sperm bank is professional. Each sample has its own unique code..."
"Then... I’ll leave it to you."
Lin Yu cried. Ever since losing one of his testicles, his once fierce personality had softened, and he now cried at the drop of a hat.
But just as he was drowning in sorrow, a group of thugs with dragon and tiger tattoos barged into the hospital.
"Hey... don’t touch that!" The nurse holding Lin Yu’s test tube was bumped by one of the thugs.
Her hand trembled—
"Crash!"
The sound of glass shattering echoed, and with it, Lin Yu’s heart broke.
"No!!!"
Lin Yu completely lost it, lunging toward the floor, toward his shattered hope.
The doctor had said his sperm quality was poor, and this was the only batch that barely met the standard... As his condition worsened, the quality and activity would only decline...
But now, it was gone...
"Who’s Lin Yu?"
The leader of the thugs was a burly man with a scar across his eye.
"Is Lin Yu not here?"
"Damn it, this guy borrowed 150,000 from us. Did he run off with the money?"
Clearly, these men were here to collect the debt.
Once you borrow from loan sharks, they’ll hound you like death itself to repay.
"You bastards!!!" Lin Yu slowly stood up.
Those test tubes had held all his hopes, and now... his hope was completely shattered.
How could he not be furious?
"Hey? Boss, isn’t this guy Lin Yu?"
"Yeah, it’s him! Kid, pay up!"
"You borrowed 150,000 a week ago. Now, with interest, it’s 170,000. You can pay the principal later, but first, give us the 20,000 interest."
"I’ll pay you nothing!!!" Lin Yu, already on the verge of exploding, lashed out!
He didn’t care anymore; he just swung his fists!
But after his feminization, Lin Yu’s fighting ability had weakened significantly. His punches were soft and ineffective.
A Middle Stage Dark Force expert, he was no match for these thugs!
And they... were armed with stun batons!
Stun batons seemed to be designed specifically to counter martial artists.
The violent electric current could instantly disperse the internal energy of a Dark Force expert, rendering them powerless. Without internal energy, was it even Dark Force anymore?
"Ah!"
A piercing scream—Lin Yu was beaten once again!
"Wow? Who would’ve thought? This kid’s a martial arts expert? Good thing we brought the stun batons, or we might’ve lost to him!"
The boss kicked Lin Yu a couple of times in anger.
By now, Lin Yu was barely conscious.
"Boss, doesn’t this guy look familiar? Wasn’t he the ‘One-Ball Hero’ from the news a few days ago?"
"Oh, you’re right! The One-Ball Hero? Perfect... isn’t this exactly Big Brother Qiang’s type?"
"Hehe... Lin Yu might be a bit feisty, but he’s got a pretty face. Big Brother Qiang would definitely like him. Let’s take him away!"
After losing a testicle, Lin Yu’s appearance had become more feminine, his features softer.
Unconscious, Lin Yu had no idea what was coming next.
......
"Wake up, sleepyhead!"
Jiang Che called Qin Qiaoqiao awake.
"Good morning, Senior Jiang Che!"
The girl sat on the bed, rubbing her eyes, her hair a mess, her gaze still hazy from sleep.
"Good morning!"
After washing up, they headed downstairs.
It had to be said, having a sweet and lovely girl like Qin Qiaoqiao by your side was quite comforting.
No man could resist a beautiful girl who adored you. If you did... you’d regret it!
Aunt Chen had already prepared breakfast.
"Jiang Che... I’m almost too scared to go back to school now!"
In the car, Qin Qiaoqiao covered her face, blushing all the way to her neck.
"My dad is my Chinese teacher... and my mom works at the school too. I don’t know how to face them!"
...
"Grandpa Butler, follow that Maybach ahead..."
"Yes, Miss."
Ye Mengyao sat in the back of the Bentley, biting her thin lips. She had woken up early today, planning to surprise Jiang Che at his villa.
But instead, she witnessed a scene that nearly broke her heart.
Jiang Che and Qin Qiaoqiao walked out of the villa hand in hand.
Ye Mengyao knew that Jiang Che’s parents had moved out, meaning Jiang Che and Qin Qiaoqiao had spent the night alone together.
"Bad Jiang Che! Stupid Jiang Che! What am I to you?"
Ye Mengyao was on the verge of tears!
"Jiang Che... I won’t give up! I’ll prove to you... that I’m better, prettier than Qin Qiaoqiao!"
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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
] [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!"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
