Why is the chosen one the chosen one?
Because the chosen one is blessed by the heavens, endowed with the so-called "destiny aura"!
So, why am I the villainess?
Because the heavens' mama is dead—this mama being a virtual mama created by the heavens—so it's always been targeting me.
Can it be understood that by increasing my aura, I can escape this villainous fate?
But how does one increase it?
Detective Su (a.k.a. Su Muwan) has done her research in her past life.
Anyone who stays close to the chosen one will, to some extent, gain an increase in their aura.
So, is Qin Luo the chosen one?
Yes! And not just any chosen one—he's a T0-level chosen one!
Therefore!
As long as I stay with Qin Luo forever!
Then!
In the bedroom, Su Muwan clenched her fists, her eyes sparkling as she drew the curtains shut.
I, too, can become the protagonist!
Not only will I get to be with Qin Luo in sweet, loving bliss!
But I'll also effortlessly become the main character!
This! This! This!
This is the perfect script for a carefree life!
Most importantly!
Su Muwan sneakily glanced at Qin Luo, who was busy making the bed.
Hehe!
*Slurp!*
Her eyes burned with desire—she had long wanted to study the intricacies of Qin Luo's physique!
Ahem! Of course, this wasn't to satisfy any peculiar curiosity or fetish of hers.
Absolutely not!
On Qin Luo's side, he hadn't expected Su Muwan to agree so quickly.
This actually made him a bit nervous.
He glanced at Su Muwan's large bed—there was more than enough space for him to lie down.
On the nightstand sat a vase and a bronze artifact.
The vase had been "acquired" from the antique dealer Jiang Xueqi a long time ago.
Oh, and the vase was now being used to hold flowers.
As for the bronze cauldron... well, that was also "acquired."
Qin Luo shook his head, then turned to look at Su Muwan, who had just finished drawing the curtains and was now wearing a blue shark-themed pajama set. He cleared his throat and said, "Miss, the bed is ready."
Su Muwan blinked, nodded, and sauntered over. "Then let's sleep."
Qin Luo hesitated, then awkwardly added, "Miss, I've been thinking... maybe we should call it off?"
"Sleeping together... maybe we should wait until after we're married..."
Qin Luo admitted he was chickening out.
But...
As soon as he said this.
Su Muwan frowned, grabbed Qin Luo's hand, and snorted, "I don't care if it's before or after marriage."
"Come here!"
With that.
Su Muwan forcefully pushed Qin Luo onto the bed, and then—
*Thud!*
She planted her foot on Qin Luo's chest, staring down at his exaggerated expression of discomfort, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. "Hehehe!"
"Little Luo Luo, oh little Luo Luo."
"Do you really think you can escape after coming here?"
"You can't escape my grasp!"
*Gasp!*
Qin Luo glanced at the object on his chest and couldn't help but take a sharp breath. He feigned pain and said, "Miss, please don't do this."
"I'm in so much pain..."
Oh, so you're going to act now, huh??
Seeing Qin Luo's act, Su Muwan was utterly speechless.
Everyone knows you're a total foot fetishist!
But!
If you're going to act!
I'll play along!
Besides... this feeling of being in control is rather thrilling.
"Hmph!"
"How useless!"
Su Muwan twisted her foot slightly, her tone teasing as she said, "No one's going to save you, no matter how much you scream."
"Little Luo Luo, you'll just have to keep making those pathetic noises while I torment you for the rest of your life!"
Huh?
"The rest of my life?"
Qin Luo dropped the act and looked at Su Muwan, smiling. "That's quite domineering of you."
Su Muwan blushed, then snorted, "I am a domineering CEO, after all. What's wrong with being a little bossy?"
With that, seemingly unable to withstand Qin Luo's gaze any longer, she withdrew her foot.
She rolled over and lay down beside Qin Luo.
*Click!*
"Lights off!"
"Sleep!"
...
...
The room was dimly lit, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, creating a serene and cozy atmosphere.
Su Muwan and Qin Luo lay side by side on the bed, the air filled with the faint scent of flowers, soothing and refreshing.
Neither of them spoke, and... both were wide awake.
Qin Luo's pupils trembled slightly as he caught the faint scent of Su Muwan's fragrance from the bedsheets.
No... what am I thinking...
Su Muwan is right beside me, so of course, the scent would be coming directly from her.
But.
What started as a casual tease, just to see the young mistress flustered...
Somehow... it actually came true?
Just as he was thinking this.
A rustling sound broke the silence.
Qin Luo froze, then turned his head to look—only to be stunned.
There.
Su Muwan had slightly turned her body, gently inching closer to Qin Luo.
Under the moonlight, Qin Luo could clearly see the upward curve of Su Muwan's lips, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief.
"Miss, can't sleep?"
Qin Luo couldn't help but ask.
"Hehe... of course not..."
Su Muwan whispered, leaning closer to Qin Luo's ear, her breath warm and fragrant as she said, "How can I sleep with Luo Luo right beside me..."
Qin Luo: !!
His body stiffened, his blood surging, his heart pounding wildly.
Seeing this, Su Muwan's eyes sparkled with delight.
You little thing!
This may be my first time in a relationship!
But!
I've watched plenty of educational material!
Isn't this an easy win?!
Hehe, a shy Qin Luo is also super cute!
*Gasp!*
Qin Luo took a deep breath, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
No.
He swallowed hard.
I can't let Su Muwan outdo me.
With that, he turned over decisively, and before Su Muwan could react,
He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms.
Su Muwan's expression froze: !!
Qin Luo, feeling Su Muwan's slightly trembling body, chuckled softly and said, "What a coincidence."
He leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "I can't sleep either."
As soon as he finished speaking.
*Mmph!*
Su Muwan's eyes widened slightly before gradually becoming hazy.
Hehe... hehe...
Her face burned, but a sweet smile played on her lips.
The next second.
Su Muwan decided to drop the act entirely. She buried her face in Qin Luo's shoulder and murmured softly, "You're such a bad guy..."
So warm...
Qin Luo's body was so warm.
Due to her cultivation technique, Su Muwan's body temperature was naturally lower than average.
Every night, her bed felt cold and lonely.
But tonight...
Su Muwan curled up in Qin Luo's arms like a kitten, his warmth perfectly balancing her icy constitution.
It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Most importantly...
*Sniff sniff~!*
Qin Luo smells so good!
I'll inhale, inhale, inhale!!!
Qin Luo, too, felt his body go soft at Su Muwan's words.
The night was as quiet as water.
The two held each other tightly, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of them.
The distance between their hearts seemed to vanish, their love intertwining like invisible threads, binding them together.
Gradually, Su Muwan's breathing evened out as she drifted off to sleep.
She even forgot to use the bronze cauldron.
Qin Luo, noticing Su Muwan's state, also fell into a deep slumber.
And in that moment.
The bronze cauldron on the nightstand emitted a faint glow, enveloping the two.
Then... nothing happened.
The two remained lying on the bed.
Except...
...
...
A bustling noise filled the air.
"Wanwan, tonight is the Jiangcheng gala. Be on your best behavior, okay?"
"......??"
Hearing the voice.
A tiny Su Muwan, dressed in a Lolita dress and clutching a small plushie, blinked in confusion as she opened her eyes.
She looked around, taking in the familiar yet unfamiliar grandeur of the banquet hall.
Instantly.
Her pupils trembled in shock.
What the—?!
Huh?!
Did I just transmigrate again?!
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
