As Qin Luo's declaration of "Begin the match!" echoed through the arena, spiritual energy erupted like a volcanic explosion.
Twenty figures transformed into streaks of light, clashing in midair. The cacophony of clashing steel, roaring spells, and shrieking spectators shook the entire city of Tianhai.
The live chat exploded instantly:
"Holy crap! Starting off with a bang!"
"The special effects budget is burning through the roof!"
"Qin Luo, give us the play-by-play! We need details!"
Qin Luo leaned casually on the commentator's desk, his hawk-like gaze sweeping across the battlefield. His voice was steady but laced with amusement. "Ladies and gentlemen, observe—the five-person squad from Taichu Holy Land, with Chu Yu as their spearhead, is carving a path with thunderbolts."
"The Tianhai Sect is building defensive barriers with water-based spiritual energy, playing it safe and steady."
"Xiao Fei and Mo Li from the Tai Xuan Demon Sect are fighting back-to-back with that ominous black coffin—offense and defense in perfect sync."
"As for the Dragon King Palace—" He deliberately drew out the pause. "Well, they're the old meta, so cut them some slack... Oh! Huang Lingfeng just carved out the first blood with his sword energy!"
Before he could finish, a golden sword aura sliced through the air as Huang Lingfeng's blade thrust toward a water-based cultivator from the Tianhai Sect.
The cultivator hastily conjured a water shield, only for the sword energy to cleave through both shield and body, sending him flying ten meters back. Water splashed across the audience, drenching them.
The live chat went wild:
"Dragon King Palace FTW! Sword energy shower!"
"Tianhai Sect: Excuse me??"
"Huang Lingfeng's swordplay is even fiercer than yesterday!"
Su Muwan rested her chin on her hand, lazily adding salt to the wound. "Is this really all the Tianhai Sect has? If Huang Lingfeng's strike had been three inches to the left, that guy's head would've rolled."
Qin Luo chuckled. "Well, they are the host sect—gotta save them for last..."
The Tianhai Sect leader: "???"
On the other side of the arena, Su Bailian was being shielded by three Taichu Holy Land disciples.
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, fingers clutching the hem of her robe. Her voice was barely a whisper. "Senior brothers and sisters, you don’t have to protect me... I can manage..."
"Don’t worry, Lian Lian! We’ve got you!"
A male disciple swung his blade, shattering an incoming ice spike before turning to flash her a warm smile. "Just stay behind us!"
A female disciple even summoned a protective artifact, encasing Su Bailian in a golden barrier. "Lian Lian’s safety is more important than the match!"
The live chat instantly split into factions:
"Lian Lian, don’t cry! Mama’s here for you!"
"Are all Taichu Holy Land disciples just her simps?"
"Chu Yu’s face is turning green, LOL!"
Sure enough, after whipping a Tianhai Sect disciple off the stage, Chu Yu glanced back at the scene—and her eye twitched violently.
Su! Bai! Lian!
Su Bailian!! Su Bailian!!
What else can you do besides playing the victim?!
And you traitors!!
Am I the only one actually fighting here?!
Her rage boiled over.
BOOM!!
Lightning surged from Chu Yu’s palm, a thunderous serpent roaring toward the golden barrier.
She—attacked her own allies?!
"WTF?! Did Chu Yu just turn on her own sect?!"
"No idea, but she’s terrifying!"
"This is why you date emotionally stable people..."
BOOM!!
Smoke billowed, then slowly cleared.
Revealing...
"Cough!"
The three Taichu disciples had joined forces to block the attack.
But even more absurd—Tianhai Sect’s water cultivators had somehow gathered around too.
A blue-robed girl even conjured a watery shield, murmuring gently, "Little Lian, we’ll protect you!"
Su Bailian bit her lip. "Mm! Thank you, Nuo Lan!"
In reality:
Heh.
Chu Yu, you little wretch, I knew you’d pull this.
That’s why I already won over every disciple here~
Su Bailian huddled in the safe zone, clutching her pet, eyes shimmering with tears as she gazed at Chu Yu. "Senior Sister... why would you do this...?"
"HOLY SHT! Tianhai Sect just defected?!"
"Damn! Lian Lian’s playing 4D chess!"
"Chu Yu’s face is greener than her lightning!"
Chu Yu: "???"
What kind of joke is this?!
Su Muwan facepalmed from the commentator’s booth, utterly stunned. "What kind of love potion did this girl slip into everyone’s drinks?"
Qin Luo stifled a laugh. "Probably her ‘Green Tea Tears’ ultimate skill."
As the battle raged on, Xiao Fei’s black coffin slammed into the ground, unleashing a tide of sinister energy.
Mo Li danced at his side, twin blades flashing—opponents scrambled back wherever she struck.
Their seamless teamwork had the live chat shipping them hard:
"Xiao Fei x Mo Li, OTP!"
"Black coffin plus twin blades? I’m deceased!"
But Mo Li wasn’t focused on the fight.
Between slashes, she kept stealing glances at the commentator’s booth, internally screaming: "Qin Luo and the Young Miss are together! Those earrings Su Muwan’s wearing—Qin Luo bought them, right? They must have! AHHH, this sugar is too sweet!"
Distracted, she nearly took a whip strike from Dragon King Palace’s Zhu Lan.
Xiao Fei barely blocked it with the coffin, voice laced with concern. "Senior Sister Mo Li, are you okay...?"
"I-I’m fine..."
Nearby, Zhu Lan’s vine whip hurled two opponents off-stage. She seized the moment to yell toward Su Muwan: "Young Miss! How’d I do?!"
Su Muwan remained stoic, maintaining her icy persona. "Passable. Your whip was 0.3 seconds slower than Chu Yu’s lightning."
Zhu Lan wilted instantly. "Waaah, Young Miss is so strict... but... hehe, I love it..."
Amid the chaos, Yan Qiuyue suddenly pointed. "Look! Chu Yu and Xiao Fei are clashing!"
Chu Yu’s lightning whip collided with Xiao Fei’s coffin—thunder and dark energy detonated in a shockwave that sent nearby fighters stumbling back.
Chu Yu’s glare was frosty. "Tai Xuan trash, stay out of my way!"
Xiao Fei flinched but held firm, coffin chains entangling her whip. "S-Sorry, Senior Sister Chu..."
The live chat erupted:
"Chu Yu: BEGONE, THOT!"
"Xiao Fei: scared but deadly!"
"This fight’s got ‘wife vs. mistress’ energy!"
Su Muwan’s eyes narrowed. "Qin Luo, there’s something hidden in Chu Yu’s whip."
Qin Luo nodded. "She embedded ‘Spirit-Devouring Thunder Runes’—one touch drains an opponent’s energy."
He turned to the camera with a grin. "A word to all cultivators: always inspect thunder-based weapons for cheating enhancements—"
"Hey! HEY!"
Su Muwan pinched the back of his hand. "Commentate properly, don’t teach people how to expose tricks!"
The live chat howled:
"Qin Luo’s daily dose of death wishes!"
"Su Muwan’s iron-fisted discipline!"
"Are they commentating or doing a comedy skit?!"
After another incense stick’s worth of fighting, only eight remained.
Chu Yu’s whip dripped crimson. Su Bailian sat surrounded by five "flower guardians."
Xiao Fei and Mo Li leaned against the coffin, panting. Zhu Lan and Huang Lingfeng brawled with Tianhai Sect’s trio.
Suddenly, Chu Yu’s eyes flashed cold—her whip morphed into a thunderous serpent, lunging at Su Bailian. "Get off this stage!"
"Lian Lian, look out!"
Three Taichu disciples threw themselves in the way, taking the full brunt.
Su Bailian collapsed, tears streaming. "Senior Sister Chu... why...?"
The other disciples were also gritting their teeth, barely holding on: "Don't underestimate... the bonds between us and Bailian!"
The barrage of comments exploded:
[Chu Yu has gone mad!]
[Su Bailian's tears—eternally divine!]
[Tianhai Sect, what are you even doing here? Hurry up and save her!]
Amid the chaos, the blue-robed girl from the Tianhai Sect actually rushed forward again to help Su Bailian up: "Bailian, I’ll get you out of here!"
Chu Yu’s eye twitched in fury as lightning crackled in her palm once more: "You fools—"
Before she could finish, Xiao Fei’s black coffin descended from above, its sinister chains coiling around her wrist.
Mo Li’s twin blades struck like vipers toward Chu Yu’s back: "Senior Sister Chu, forgive the offense!"
With a furious roar, Chu Yu unleashed a shockwave of lightning, forcing both attackers back.
But in that split second of distraction, Zhu Lan’s vine whip lashed around her waist, hurling her toward the edge of the arena.
Yet she didn’t fully fall.
Kneeling on one knee, Chu Yu glared at Su Bailian, who was still sniffling on the stage, her nails digging deep into her palms: "Su Bailian... just you wait!"
In the end, only four remained on the arena: Su Bailian and Chu Yu from the Taichu Holy Land, and Xiao Fei and Mo Li from the Taixuan Demon Sect.
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!
] 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.
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?!
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.
