That very noon.
Insane! Unbelievable!
Everyone was left utterly speechless!
At the Primordial Sacred Land.
Sect Master Feng Yutian stared in disbelief at the projection on his phone.
[The Profound Demon Sect was ambushed by an inheritor of demonic arts—heavy casualties reported.]
[Live footage.GIF]
Feng Yutian: ???
"What?!"
Feng Yutian sucked in a sharp breath. "The Profound Demon Sect was invaded?!"
The elders nearby, startled by his exclamation, quickly gathered around, their eyes fixed on the projected images.
The gruesome, chaotic scenes in the footage left them visibly shaken.
A white-haired elder’s eye twitched violently, his voice trembling. "The Demon Sect’s strength rivals ours, and Mo Yuan is a late-stage True Spirit realm expert. Yet even they lost two elders?"
"You’ve got to be kidding me?!"
"Tch!"
"How terrifying is this inheritor of demonic arts?"
Another elder glared at the shadow-cloaked, faceless figure in the footage, his fingers quivering with rage.
"So ruthless, so brazen!!"
"If they dare attack the Demon Sect today, they’ll target our Primordial Sacred Land tomorrow!!"
"And the day after that—world domination!"
He angrily flicked his sleeve.
Feng Yutian rubbed his temples, his voice grave. "The devastation suffered by the Profound Demon Sect and others... this is likely just the beginning."
"Especially in the final scene—the inheritor clearly has allies."
"Judging by their presence, they’re no ordinary foes."
"We can’t rule out the possibility of a coordinated, premeditated scheme."
He paced the hall briefly before turning to issue orders. "Investigate immediately. Dig up any clues about this inheritor’s identity."
"And send envoys to the Profound Demon Sect. As fellow cultivators, we must offer aid in their time of crisis."
"Yes, Sect Master!"
The elders acknowledged in unison before dispersing to carry out their tasks.
Alone, Feng Yutian remained rooted in place, his gaze locked on the horrific images, his brow furrowed.
An inheritor of the Soul-Devouring Demonic Arts...
The end of the martial era...
Darkness encroaching upon the world...
What did it all mean?
The more he pondered, the more unease coiled in his chest.
Ah...
In this age of spiritual resurgence... every manner of monster has crawled out of the woodwork.
......
At the Su Family villa.
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed through the living room.
Su Muwan flopped onto the plush sofa, molding herself into a cozy dent.
Freshly showered, she hummed cheerfully, "Hehe~ Another energetic day~!"
Hugging a shark-shaped pillow, she nuzzled its softness, her eyes crinkling with delight.
Sunlight streamed through sheer curtains, casting warm golden patches over her lounging form.
Soon restless, she stretched toward the coffee table, grabbing a handful of chips.
Crunching loudly, she scattered crumbs everywhere without a care.
With a flick of spiritual energy, she turned on the TV, tuning into a comedy show.
"Pffft—HAHAHA!"
Qin Luo emerged from the kitchen, an apron tied around his waist and a fruit platter in hand.
At the sight of Su Muwan’s lazy sprawl, he smirked in amusement.
Seriously.
No one who saw her like this would ever connect her to last night’s ruthless villainess.
"Young Mistress, have some fruit."
"Aww~ Feed me, Luo Luo~"
Qin Luo chuckled but didn’t refuse.
He settled beside her on the sofa.
Sunlight glinted off his slender, well-defined hands, still damp from washing the fruit, droplets shimmering like tiny diamonds.
Oho!
Su Muwan’s eyes sparkled as she stared, thoroughly pleased.
"Come on, feed me already~!" she whined, leaning forward with expectant, blinking eyes.
Qin Luo picked up a neatly sliced apple and held it to her lips.
Seizing the chance, Su Muwan flashed a sly grin.
Slowly, deliberately, she brushed her lips against his fingers first—
Savoring the cool, smooth texture, her mouth lingering with playful intimacy.
A jolt of electricity shot up Qin Luo’s arm, his breath hitching.
He stiffened slightly, clearing his throat. "Young Mistress, please behave."
"Hmph~"
Not missing his reaction, Su Muwan’s grin widened. She took a bite, chewing exaggeratedly.
"Mmm~ So tasty, Luo Luo~"
"Maybe ‘cause it’s got your flavor~"
Tch—
Watching her mischievous glee, Qin Luo once again acknowledged her talent for teasing him.
This won’t do.
Su Muwan, meanwhile, swallowed and immediately eyed his hands again.
"More, Luo Luo~"
Hehe!
Watching him fluster is just too fun~~
Round two, activate!
Qin Luo’s eyes narrowed briefly before softening back into warmth.
Setting the plate aside, he grabbed a tissue and leaned in—
Pretending to wipe her mouth, he instead brought his lips close to her ear, his voice a velvet murmur.
"If Young Mistress loves my flavor so much... I’ll have to ‘feed’ you properly."
Before she could react, he lifted another apple slice, pressing it lightly against her lips until they glistened.
As she parted them instinctively—
Qin Luo suddenly closed the distance, capturing the apple with his own lips and stealing a fleeting kiss.
His tongue deftly pushed the fruit into her mouth.
"Mm—?!"
Su Muwan’s mind short-circuited. Heat exploded across her face, searing to her ears.
She gulped the apple down, dazed, while Qin Luo smirked triumphantly.
Gently pinching her burning cheek, he teased, "Well, Young Mistress? Special enough for you?"
"!!"
"You—!!"
Su Muwan smacked his arm, pouting. "Qin Luo!!"
"You’re the worst!"
Yet her eyes sparkled with undisguised delight, and she wriggled closer.
"Hehe~ But I loved it."
Qin Luo smiled and held Su Muwan close, murmuring, "Mmm..."
The young lady munching on an apple was just utterly adorable!
No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than—
Su Muwan, nestled in his arms, suddenly curled her lips into a sly grin. "Perfect timing!!!"
A glimmer of pink light flickered in her eyes.
"[Charm Demon's Heart-Snaring Art!!]" —Activated!!
Qin Luo: ?!
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?!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
] [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!"
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!
