The air grew still.
Qin Luo fell silent as he watched Su Muwan spouting some cringy, chuunibyou lines.
He stretched slightly and gave her a weird look. "Miss, did you do something?"
Uh...
Su Muwan blinked.
Her status panel clearly showed [Lord’s Descent] was active.
So why did it look so off?
Oh, right—it had to be done like that. She had to give a command, didn’t she?
Su Muwan understood now. Smugly, she tilted her chin up and smirked at Qin Luo. "Hmph, Qin Luo, you won’t be laughing for long."
"Now... right this instant."
Her swan-like neck arched gracefully as her haughty voice rang out. "Come over here to your master."
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Nothing happened.
Su Muwan: ?
Qin Luo glanced at his own status panel.
[Rulebreaker Title Effect: Ignores all rules while equipped.]
Ah, so that was it.
Su Muwan had a skill that allowed her to force him to obey one command per day.
But thanks to his title’s effect, the compulsion was nullified.
Well then.
Qin Luo took a step forward, feigning shock. "Wh-what’s happening?"
"Miss, what did you do to me?"
"Why can’t I control my body?"
Su Muwan had been about to wonder if the forced command had malfunctioned.
But seeing Qin Luo obediently walking toward her, she realized—
Delay. It must’ve been a delay.
No problem then.
"Hmph!"
Su Muwan looked down at the flustered Qin Luo, her smirk widening. "My, my, who knew Qin Luo could make such a cute face?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, but alas."
"Too late!"
She grabbed his tie, pulling him down until their faces were level. "Now, this young miss—no, your master—will issue her first command."
"Start by making a pitiful, vulnerable expression."
Qin Luo found this endlessly amusing. This silly young miss was just too adorable!
So he obliged, softening his gaze and adding a hint of nervousness to his voice. "Miss, please don’t toy with me like..."
"Silence!"
Before he could finish, Su Muwan cut him off with a haughty sniff. "Call me master."
"M-master..."
Qin Luo spoke as if under a spell.
Ahhh!! So degenerate!!
Su Muwan was internally thrilled, but she kept her composure. "Say, 'Master, master, this lowly servant apologizes for his insolence.'"
"Master, master, this lowly servant apologizes for his insolence."
Hssk!!
Aahhh!!
I’m gonna die!!
Why is this so fun?!
Su Muwan turned away, taking deep breaths as her cheeks burned. Her whole body trembled slightly.
Hehehe... Su Muwan, you’re such a freak...
How could you abuse Qin Luo like this just because of the command?
Oh no.
I might fall for this meek version of him. Who knew he’d be so submissive when he’s usually so domineering? Hehehe...
Clearing her throat, she turned back and released his tie, only to hook a finger under his chin. "Now, sit on the couch."
Qin Luo obeyed.
Watching this, Su Muwan took a deep breath, as if steeling herself for something monumental.
Slowly, she raised her porcelain-white right foot.
Under Qin Luo’s slightly surprised gaze, it hovered midair.
Su Muwan crossed her arms, looking down at him with feigned arrogance. "Your favorite thing—praise it."
The room fell silent.
Praise it...
Qin Luo’s gaze drifted downward, landing on her shell-pink toes.
Hah...
His lips curled uncontrollably.
Well then, no more acting.
Under Su Muwan’s poorly concealed anticipation, Qin Luo suddenly leaned forward, his nose barely grazing the arch of her tensed foot.
"!!!"
Su Muwan’s face flushed crimson, her toes curling into pearl-like shapes, glistening peach-pink under the light.
Wait, no! Why did you actually touch it?!
She opened her mouth to protest, but Qin Luo’s voice cut her off.
"Master’s ankle bone..."
His warm breath brushed her quivering skin. "...is like moonlit suet jade, steeped in lunar brine."
"Th-that’s..."
Right from the start, Su Muwan was already losing it.
But...
The faint scrape of Qin Luo’s canine against her ankle sent an inexplicable thrill through her.
[Bond Energy +10]
"Ngh... ah..."
A sheen of sweat bloomed across Su Muwan’s foot, scattering light like stardust on her pale skin.
Then Qin Luo suddenly cupped her heel and inhaled.
Huh?!
"Wh-why are you smelling it?!"
Su Muwan’s eyes widened, her voice dry and strained.
This had to be because Qin Luo was under control...
Because...
Qin Luo’s gaze was reverent as he looked up at her flushed face. "Master’s body wash—white moss blended with freesia?"
"No wonder I’ve been catching whiffs of melting first snow all day."
[Bond Energy +10]
Aahhh!!
No more!
Stop praising it!
"W-wait..."
"Qin Luo..."
"L-let’s just... call it quits..."
"I’ll think of another punishment..."
Her voice trembled, her foot arching delicately as she tried to pull back—only for Qin Luo to suddenly tighten his grip on her ankle.
"Eek!"
The moment his warm palm met her cool skin, Su Muwan shuddered as if electrified.
With a soft thud, she sank into the couch cushions, now face-to-face with Qin Luo’s amused gaze.
"Y-you weren’t controlled?!"
Su Muwan was stunned.
What kind of garbage system was this?!
"Of course not."
Qin Luo shrugged, matter-of-factly. "Only genuine admiration can produce such heartfelt praise, young miss!"
Hey! What kind of perverted logic is that?!
Su Muwan’s fingers turned white-knuckled around a pillow, her ears burning scarlet. The ghost of his lips still lingered on her ankle.
Aahhh!!
So embarrassing! He was just playing along?! And I actually thought he was under control!
"Need help?"
Qin Luo extended a hand, his tone leisurely under Su Muwan’s mortified glare. "Or..."
He suddenly leaned close to her rose-tinted earlobe. "...does master require additional services from her servant?"
!!
"N-no need!"
Swish!
Su Muwan hurled a pillow at him.
Ugh! I knew this system was trash!
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.
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!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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?!
