At the edge of the arena in Tianhai City, Chu Yu staggered to her feet, her disheveled hair covering half of her face.
Her eyes were hollow like an abyss, a bitter, self-mocking smile hanging at the corner of her lips.
Before she could even recover from the despair of having her cultivation shattered, a deep, rumbling roar suddenly erupted in her ears.
"BOOM—!!"
The sea beside the arena seemed to be torn apart by some invisible force, monstrous waves surging skyward without warning.
The water was no longer its usual azure but stained with an eerie crimson—as if soaked in blood or writhing with countless tiny red parasites.
Amid the churning waves, thick, viscous black mist coiled across the surface, emitting a pungent stench of decay.
The audience’s gaze snapped toward the sea in unison. The clamor that had been fixated on Chu Yu’s breakdown instantly turned to dead silence.
Then, a shrill scream shattered the stillness.
"What the hell is that?!"
"Why is the water like that?!"
The ice crystals on the arena hadn’t fully melted yet, but the air was already thick with a nauseating, metallic stench.
Some spectators covered their noses, others gaped at the sea in shock, and a few even leaped from their seats, pointing at the blood-red waves with sheer terror.
The live broadcast feed quickly cut to drones buzzing toward the sea, capturing an even more horrifying sight—
Dozens of twisted figures burst from the waves.
At the forefront was a man clad in shimmering blue scales—Lan Ming, the Second Prince of the Sea Clan.
One of his dragon horns was broken, his eye sockets embedded with squirming flesh buds, and his lips curled back to reveal jagged fangs in a grotesque, sinister grin.
Embedded in his chest was half the face of the East Sea Dragon King, twitching sporadically as if silently screaming.
Behind him were hundreds of Sea Clan soldiers—but they were no longer recognizable.
Their bodies had been corrupted by some unfathomable force. Shrimp soldiers had fleshy tendrils wriggling from their shell crevices.
Crab generals’ claws had warped into jagged bone spikes. Fish demons’ scales were riddled with festering boils oozing black-red sludge.
Their weapons were no longer ordinary blades but grotesque amalgamations of bone and rotting flesh, reeking of putrid decay.
"Chosen Ones…"
Lan Ming’s voice was low and rasping, as if forced from the depths of his throat. "Your scent… it makes my mouth water."
His gaze swept over the arena before locking onto Chu Yu.
At that moment, the chaotic aura of fate radiating from her stood out like a blazing torch in the darkness.
The crowd finally snapped out of their shock, panic erupting like a tidal wave.
"Sea Clan?! What the hell are these freaks?!"
"Run! Those things aren’t human!"
"Help! Someone help!"
Chaos erupted. People shoved toward the exits, some collapsed trembling in their seats, while others frantically filmed the scene, yelling, "I’ve never seen anything this messed up in my life!"
The live chat exploded, the screen flooded with text that nearly obscured the footage.
[What the hell is this?! A Sea Clan horror movie?!]
[Holy shit! Is that blood in the water?! Or something worse?!]
[These Sea Clan bastards look like zombies—disgusting!]
[Someone call the authorities! This is a live massacre!]
[@SuMuwan @QinMaster get your asses here! Monsters are invading!]
[Did nuclear waste mutate these freaks?!]
Lan Ming smirked coldly, his eyes flickering with disdain as they swept over the screaming crowd.
His soldiers let out a unified, guttural roar and lunged toward the spectators with unnatural speed, their movements stiff yet terrifyingly swift.
Tendrils and bone spikes lashed through the air like scythes harvesting lives.
"AH—!!"
A spectator near the front barely took two steps before a crab general’s bone spike impaled his shoulder, blood gushing out.
He collapsed with a scream, only to be dragged toward the sea, leaving a crimson trail behind.
"Reserve rations…"
Lan Ming licked his lips, his voice dripping with sick excitement. "Their lifeblood will make fine nourishment for Father King."
More Sea Clan soldiers surged forward, tendrils snatching fleeing victims, bone blades slicing through flesh.
Screams and wails filled the air as Tianhai City’s plaza descended into a living hell.
The chat spiraled into frenzy.
[Screw you, Sea Clan! Let them go!]
[You monsters! I hope you all rot!]
[This is a live slaughter—someone stop this!]
Just as the terror peaked, an icy aura erupted from the commentator’s booth.
"Enough noise."
Su Muwan rose slowly, her silver fox fur coat billowing without wind, her gaze so cold it could freeze the world.
In the next second, she flicked her wrist—a blast of glacial energy surged from her palm, forming an ice-blue barrier that shot toward the Sea Clan soldiers.
"BOOM—!!"
The light screen descended, instantly freezing dozens of sea tribe soldiers into ice sculptures, their flailing tentacles and bone spikes suspended mid-air.
The eerie black-red sludge was also encased in ice, emitting a series of sharp "crack-crack" shattering sounds.
Then, with a flick of Su Muwan's fingertip—
Boom!
The ice screen exploded violently, sending shards of ice shooting outward like a torrential storm, piercing every sea tribe soldier near the spectator stands.
"Aaargh—!"
A fish demon soldier had just lunged at a mother clutching her child, but before it could even open its jaws, an ice spike impaled it through the back of its skull. Its pustules burst, splattering foul black blood across the ground.
Another shrimp soldier's tentacle had just coiled around a young boy's leg when an ice blade whistled through the air, cleanly severing both the tentacle and its head. The corpse collapsed with a heavy thud.
The screams from the stands gradually died down as everyone stared dumbfounded at the ice-blue figure.
Su Muwan stepped off the commentator's platform, her skirt brushing the ground and leaving a trail of frost in its wake.
She stood at the edge of the arena, her back to a swirling blizzard of ice crystals, her presence like that of a Snow Queen descended upon the mortal world.
"Su… Su Muwan…"
A spectator murmured, forgetting even to wipe their tears.
"She's making her move! She's saving us!"
Another voice cried out, choked with emotion.
The barrage of comments instantly shifted from despair to frenzy.
"Holy crap! Su Muwan is insane!!"
"Queen, slay me! That was way too cool!"
"The Snow Queen is wrecking monsters live—I'm on my knees!"
"The sea tribe is nothing but trash in front of Su Muwan!"
But Su Muwan paid no attention to the chatter. Her gaze locked onto Lan Ming as she said coldly, "You think a bunch of lowly sea scum can run wild in front of me?"
Before the words even faded, her figure blurred into a streak of icy-blue light, charging straight at Lan Ming.
The sea tribe soldiers in her path didn’t even have time to react before the frigid aura around her froze them solid, their bodies crumbling like brittle statues at the slightest touch.
She raised her palm, summoning a roaring ice dragon that surged forth, its massive maw gaping wide to devour Lan Ming.
"Boom—!!"
The dragon collided with the sea, sending towering waves of ice dozens of feet high. The crimson seawater froze into grotesque blood-red ice, and the stench of rot in the air was smothered by the overwhelming cold.
ave】 Shen Qingling was a man with peerless looks, a cunning mind, and the ability to play both the aloof noble and the innocent sweetheart—a master of seduction who could outplay any player. But after an untimely death, he found himself bound to a system and transmigrated into the tragic "true young master" of a melodramatic novel. In the original story, his childhood sweetheart treated him as a backup plan, his fiancée swore to break off their engagement for the sake of the "fake young master," and his own sister saw him as the family's disgrace. He was nothing more than a rat everyone wanted to stomp on. System 077: "Your mission is to change the original fate and conquer the goddesses." Shen Qingling: "Thanks for the invite. If seduction had tiers, I’d be max level." His childhood sweetheart knelt, begging for forgiveness: "Qingling, I was wrong. Please give me another chance." His ex-fiancée refused to marry anyone else: "Shen Qingling, I was blind before. In this life, I’ll marry no one but you." A yandere CEO went mad for love: "Shen Qingling, you can only like me. I’ll stop at nothing to make you mine!" His green-tea sister clung to him daily: "Brother, look at me, won’t you? I’m more obedient than them—I love you the most~" At first, they scorned and trampled on him. Later, they burned themselves like moths to a flame, all for his sake. His looks were his weapon, his sweet words the bait—heroines obsessed over him, villains turned to madness for him. Shen Qingling became a true male siren, igniting battlefield after battlefield of women fighting for his affection. Years later, when System 077—now one of the elites—was asked how to become as outstanding as it, it lazily exhaled a smoke ring and replied: "Just know how to cheer ‘666’ at the right time."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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...
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
