Hiss... My head hurts so much...
I remember passing out again. What's going on now?
"Young Miss, Young Miss."
Hearing a voice, Su Muwan confusedly opened her eyes.
She realized she was sitting on a throne.
She suddenly understood - oh, so this was a dream.
She looked up.
And saw...
Qin Luo kneeling before her with a cake balanced on his head, showing utmost respect.
"Young Miss, please enjoy this cake I prepared for you - the most delicious in the world."
Looking at the deferential Qin Luo, Su Muwan felt a surge of anger in her mind.
How infuriating! This little Qin Luo keeps causing trouble for me everywhere!
Hmph! Just you wait!
Su Muwan, dressed in a black gown like a dark elf, gave a slight nod.
She leaned back on the throne, then gazed with amusement at the cake on Qin Luo's head.
After toying with it for a moment...
"Give me the [Dream Harmony Patch]"
Hmph! This is my dream - I may not be able to deal with you in reality, but can't I handle you here?
Hearing this, the Qin Luo in her dream showed an expression of disbelief. He lowered his head and said anxiously, "How could a mere Qin Luo like me dare to touch the Young Miss's jade feet? This is unthinkable!"
Seeing this, Su Muwan's smile grew wider.
She leaned forward, hooked her finger under Qin Luo's chin, her eyes flashing with mischief. She said seductively, "Qin Luo, you'll do whatever I tell you. Now, lick them clean for me."
With that said, she leaned back on the throne, crossed her arms, and looked down at Qin Luo haughtily.
The cake had vanished at some point.
Well, it was a dream after all!
Meanwhile, Qin Luo, extremely anxious and conflicted, hesitantly extended his sinful hands.
Seeing this scene, Su Muwan's smiling lips in the dream began to tremble slightly.
Yes, these jade hands - how I love them!
Hurry! Hurry! It's just a dream anyway, no one will know no matter how much I fantasize!
Qin Luo, let me tell you!
This is all your fault. If you hadn't made me so angry I passed out, I wouldn't be punishing you in my dreams!
Just as Su Muwan was thinking this...
Qin Luo, who had been looking anxious, suddenly raised his head. He gazed at Su Muwan with unwavering loyalty and said, "Young Miss, please wait a moment. There are some people I'd like you to see."
"?"
Su Muwan was taken aback. She blinked and said, "What people? Never mind that, this is my dream - just do as I say first!"
"Young Miss, you should really take a look."
As Qin Luo's words fell, Su Muwan felt the surroundings change.
Before she could react, she came to her senses and found herself restrained to the throne.
Then, her eyelids were forcibly held open by some mysterious power, compelling her to keep looking ahead.
As for Qin Luo...
He stood in front with a cheerful smile, and beside him stood a row of people.
??!
Su Muwan looked over and immediately paled.
This familiar scene was...
She saw Qin Luo standing there, and beside him was a row of people Su Muwan recognized.
The first person was Xiao Tian.
This is...?
Before Su Muwan could process it...
Slap!
Qin Luo delivered a resounding slap to Xiao Tian's face.
Xiao Tian fell to the ground, clutching his face and shouting at Su Muwan, "Su Muwan! You've humiliated me countless times! I swear I'll make you and your Su Family pay the price!"
But it wasn't over.
Next...
Slap!
Qin Luo slapped the second person.
"Wait--!"
Su Muwan's face went white.
Wasn't this second person that poison expert ghost immortal?
Wang Yong raised his head and roared, "Su Muwan! You'll regret this!"
It still wasn't over.
Slap!
The third one.
The War God fell to the ground, pointing at Su Muwan with bulging eyes, "You made my wife and daughter live in a doghouse, you vicious woman!"
Slap!
Then the fourth.
A woman fell to the ground, snarling viciously, "Su Muwan, I'll have my revenge for this!"
Slap!
Then the fifth.
"Thirty years on the east side of the river..."
"Wait, wait, wait!! No! Stop hitting them!!"
Su Muwan didn't want to watch. She tried to close her eyes in horror.
However...
Her eyelids were forcibly held open by an unseen power, compelling her to keep watching.
Meanwhile, Qin Luo continued slapping faces while loyally shouting to Su Muwan, "Young Miss, look! These are all worthless servants who dared offend you. They'll never see the light of day in this world again!"
"Vicious woman!"
"Su Muwan!"
"I want you dead!"
"Young Miss."
"(ΩДΩ) Aaaahhhh!!!"
"Young Miss?"
"Help meeeee!!!!"
Su Muwan's bedroom.
No... Qin Luo, don't provoke them...
Don't provoke the Dragon King... Don't provoke the War God... Don't provoke the Divine Doctor... Don't provoke the heiress whose bone marrow was extracted... Don't provoke the jilted fiancée...
"Young Miss, Young Miss."
!!!
"Nooooo!!!!"
Su Muwan's eyes suddenly flew open, her body drenched in sweat.
She heard a voice and frantically looked to the side.
There she saw...
Qin Luo staring at Su Muwan in confusion.
He asked perplexedly, "Young Miss, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
What's going on with this big villain? What on earth did she dream about, keep saying 'no, no'?
Did she pass out from excitement because I got her so many antiques?
Su Muwan looked at Qin Luo, swallowing hard.
Then she quickly grabbed Qin Luo's wrist and asked anxiously, "Qin Luo, what time is it now?"
Hearing this, Qin Luo replied, "It's noon, Young Miss. Don't you remember fainting?"
N-noon?
Fainting?
Oh right...
The terrified expression gradually faded from Su Muwan's face as she slowly came to her senses.
She looked at Qin Luo's face, feeling like crying but having no tears.
What in the world?!
How can you have the same nightmare twice in one day!
And they're exactly the same each time!
Qin Luo! Why do you keep causing trouble for me even in my dreams?!
Couldn't you... couldn't you just obediently follow my instructions?!
Thinking this, Su Muwan glared at Qin Luo in annoyance. Her thin lips parted as she scolded, "You jerk!"
Qin Luo: ??
[Loyalty +5]
Qin Luo: ???
Oh, Qin Luo understood.
Because this big villain was too embarrassed to say thank you.
So she expressed her gratitude by calling him a jerk instead.
So that's how it was.
Qin Luo smiled slightly and nodded, "Alright, Young Miss. I'll head downstairs then."
Why do you look so happy?
Su Muwan watched Qin Luo's retreating figure suspiciously.
Hm? Why does he seem so pleased?
At this moment...
Qin Luo seemed to remember something. He turned his head and said, "Oh right, Young Miss. Lin Wanrong from the Lin Family is here with her live-in son-in-law husband."
"I let Lin Wanrong come in, but I made Xiao Tian kneel outside."
"They say they're here for Old Master Lin's birthday banquet."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.
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."
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?”
