The next day.
In the abyssal depths of the ocean, the crystalline dome of the East Sea Dragon Palace was now overgrown with crimson tumors.
The pillars, once adorned with luminous pearls, were now encrusted with translucent egg sacs, within which humanoid figures twitched faintly.
At the center of the grand hall, the throne had been usurped by a fleshy mass ten meters in diameter—its surface writhing with hundreds of distorted human faces, each silently screaming, their purplish veins squirming beneath the skin like maggots.
Crunch, crunch—
The newly sprouted six arms of the grotesque sphere were shoving the corpses of sea demons into its gaping central maw.
Thick, viscous fluids oozed down the throne, pooling onto the jade floor and mingling with mountains of rotting fish and crustaceans.
Twenty clam-maidens knelt mechanically at the foot of the steps.
Their upper bodies retained the delicate forms of young maidens, but from the waist down, they had fused into crab-like limbs, using their pincers to tear apart seahorses and feed them to the ravenous sphere.
The sphere had shrunk considerably since its first appearance, yet its mutations had grown more grotesque—clearly evolving through its recent feasts.
Then—
"R-Report, Your Majesty!"
A one-eyed yaksha crawled into the hall, trembling, its third hand—sprouted from its dorsal fin—oozing pus and blood.
"The humans are holding a sect tournament in Tianhai City in three days! At least a hundred thousand will gather along the coast—"
"Shut up!"
Before it could finish, a face on the sphere’s surface—adorned with a thin mustache—screeched. A neighboring face, framed by twin buns, chimed in, "Humans can’t compare to fresh orca meat!"
But the elderly face above them, its forehead bulging with tumors, spasmed and muttered, "No... I smell the threads of fate burning..."
The moment those words left its lips—
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The entire sphere convulsed violently. Every face opened its mouth at once, hundreds of voices—men, women, children—blending into a deafening roar that shattered the surrounding coral: "The Chosen One’s path is deviating! The Scavenger is coming!"
Squelch!
A newly grown arm smashed down onto the jade steps, flinging the mangled remains of a clam-maiden onto the yaksha’s face. "EAT!!! HUNGRY!! SO HUNGRY!!"
"My son! Where is my son?!"
The massive sphere’s gaping maw shrieked incessantly.
The next moment—
Gurgle…
A dark current stirred, swirling with foul-smelling bubbles as a figure clad in azure-scaled armor strode into the hall.
It was Lan Ming, the Second Prince of the Sea Clan—though now, one of his dragon horns was broken, and where his pupils should have been, two squirming flesh buds pulsed.
As he knelt before the sphere, a wet squelch echoed from his chest—embedded there was half of the East Sea Dragon King’s face.
"Father."
Lan Ming gazed adoringly at a face on the sphere that bore an uncanny resemblance to the Dragon King. "Third Brother and the others still doubt Your Majesty’s true form, but I—"
A tentacle slithered from the sphere, stroking his broken horn. The tip of the appendage split open, dripping a mucus that instantly regenerated the horn into a black, barbed bone blade.
Lan Ming shuddered with ecstasy, his scales flaring—unaware of the meaty tendrils creeping up his neck, rewriting his memories.
In his eyes, his father’s majestic form now radiated a divine golden light.
"My obedient child."
A kindly old man’s face surfaced on the sphere, even as its abdomen split open, vomiting forth a "trident" that dripped black blood.
The weapon was nothing more than three entwined intestines, topped with half of a still-beating fish heart.
Yet in Lan Ming’s vision, it was a sacred artifact of the sea, studded with luminous pearls.
Then—
A woman’s face purred, "Take my new toy to Tianhai City."
An elderly face cut in, "Bring me the Chosen One!"
A child’s face giggled like silver bells, "And let’s see what this so-called Scavenger is capable of! Heehee~~"
With that, a grinning child’s face peeled off the sphere—
Splat!
It slapped onto Lan Ming’s chest, morphing into the illusion of a gem-encrusted breastplate.
In reality, it was a rotting chunk of flesh gnawing at his heart-scale.
"This son swears to deliver the Chosen One’s heart to you!"
Lan Ming raised the grotesque trident high—and in an instant, black mist erupted from its prongs, engulfing every sea denizen in the hall.
By the time he marched out of the Dragon Palace, his legion of sea demons had transformed into monstrosities riddled with fish eyes.
The shells of shrimp soldiers and crab generals split open, spewing countless fleshy tendrils.
The East Sea... had fallen.
......
......
Primordial Holy Land.
Sunlight bathed the stone path along the cliffside as Chu Yu kicked aside a binding spirit chain.
Her snow-white robes were stained with blood—
Left behind three days ago, when twelve enforcers had joined forces to suppress her with a demon-slaying array.
Yes, once again, she’d been framed by that bitch Su Bailian and thrown into confinement.
But this time, she’d fought back—only to be crushed beneath the elders’ combined might.
And worst of all... the order had come from the sect master himself, her so-called "righteous father"!
As she walked, whispers from the disciples below reached her ears.
"Did you hear? Little Lian is said to be the reincarnation of Mu Xueyi—that prodigy from ten thousand years ago!"
"The Holy Maiden reborn? No wonder she summoned the Nine Heavens Phoenix phenomenon..."
"Nine Heavens Phoenix? Elder Gong said it was her spirit pet, Boqi, causing that commotion! Apparently, it ate too many spirit mushrooms and evolved into a divine-grade beast!"
"Now they’re saying she’s not Mu Xueyi’s reincarnation at all—she’s the Beast Taming God reborn!"
"Huh? How many versions of this story are there?"
"Who cares? Lian-Lian... my sweet Lian-Lian is just adorable..."
"?? Your Lian-Lian? She’s MINE!"
"Wanna fight, bastard?"
"Bring it on!"
BOOM!!!
Chu Yu froze mid-step, her face contorting as sword energy erupted from her fingertips, slicing through an entire grove of pines.
On the severed stumps, the bloody characters she’d carved three days ago were still visible—
"Su Bailian" had been scratched out over and over, until it morphed into "May the bitch die horribly."
"Mu Xueyi?"
She sneered, smashing a stump to splinters with her palm, her eyes brimming with venom.
If you’re Mu Xueyi’s reincarnation, I’ll eat shit!
This had to be another one of that slut’s underhanded schemes!
And these Primordial Holy Land disciples—what idiots! How could they believe her?
But...
"The sect tournament..."
She wiped the blood from her lips, her mouth twisting into a grin.
Just like the last life...
But this time...
I’ll make every single one of you regret it!
You all love Su Bailian so much?
Fine!
Let’s see how the Primordial Holy Land fares in this tournament WITHOUT ME!
Hatred seethed in her chest—she wanted to tear Su Bailian apart right this instant.
But—
No...
Just imagining the looks on their faces when she carried out her plan...
It made her...
"Heh... hehehehe!!"
"Just you wait!"
I’ll make sure you all regret ever siding with Su Bailian!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
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.
] 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.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
