Boom!
Boom!
The walls of the Hejia Pleasure Club trembled violently!
The entire establishment shook as if struck by an earthquake.
"Dragon Coiling Fist!"
A sharp shout echoed, followed by a surge of fist energy!
The wall collapsed with a thunderous crash.
"Master, my apologies—I'm late!"
Fang Jueming's voice rang out through the billowing dust.
His lean figure stood with an air of solitary defiance.
Inside, a woman draped only in a towel sat cross-legged, leisurely smoking a cigarette.
A middle-aged man, stripped to the waist, knelt with his wrists bound above him, his face bruised and swollen.
Yet, he still managed a defiant toss of his hair, clinging to whatever dignity remained.
Fang Jueming, realizing the person inside wasn’t An Yi, froze in awkward embarrassment. He quickly bowed his head. "Wrong room! My apologies!"
The smoking woman, initially annoyed, softened when she saw the intruder was a seemingly well-behaved, delicate-looking young man. She chuckled. "What an adorable kid!"
"Adorable kids shouldn’t be here for this kind of fun."
The middle-aged man grinned. "Kid just wrecked your wall—aren’t you gonna chase him?"
The woman’s brow furrowed. She pressed her foot against the man’s face and said coldly, "Keep kneeling. Did you think Hejia Pleasure was a free ride?"
"Hey, come on! This is a place of love—talking about money ruins the mood!"
"Do you have the money or not?"
"Ahem, well, actually... I’m a businessman. From my perspective as an economics Ph.D., your business model here has some serious flaws—Ow! Ow! Don’t pull! My wrists hurt!"
Another boom resounded as another wall collapsed.
The middle-aged man continued, "If you don’t stop him, that kid’s gonna demolish your whole club!"
The smoking woman: "..."
Hejia Pleasure Club.
A den of neon-lit decadence.
Outside, shadowy figures began emerging from the surrounding woods.
Though strangers from all corners of the land, they shared one goal: An Yi’s head. The woods were soon packed.
"Heroes of the world gather here today! Many of you were once sworn brothers of Qiao Feng—"
"Shut the hell up! Who’s your brother?!"
"Hey, is An Yi really in there? Is the intel reliable?"
"Must be. Damn, five billion! I’m drooling just thinking about it."
"No idea who leaked his location, but this is gonna be wild."
"Who even is An Yi? Why’s he worth five billion?"
"No clue. Never heard of him."
"Same. Who pays attention to small fries like that?"
The woods buzzed with chatter, lively as a New Year’s celebration.
Though their skills might be lacking, their ambition burned bright.
Five billion!
One successful hit—
And their families would prosper for generations!
A lifetime of luxury, never needing to lift a finger again!
Even the usually refined, self-proclaimed "scholarly warriors" now wore masks, ready to kill without hesitation.
In a dimly lit corner, Chen Bing adjusted his black-framed glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold gleam.
"Impressive. Never thought so many fighters would mobilize. An Yi won’t escape tonight. Just don’t die—I’ve endured the July time loop long enough."
Meanwhile, an argument broke out among the ambushers in the woods.
"Five billion? No way. That loser’s worth five billion?"
A burly, gorilla-like young man scoffed.
Beside him, a scrawny, bespectacled teen replied calmly, "Why not? Qin Shan, use your imagination. Didn’t that guy become a boss just over summer break?"
"But five billion! I still can’t believe it. Bai Xiu, what do you think?"
Qin Shan turned to Bai Xiu, who was already asleep in a tree.
After weeks of recovery, Bai Xiu had regained his handsome looks, no longer the skeletal figure from before.
"Damn it, how can you sleep at a time like this?! Liu Dachao, hang him up!"
Nearby bounty hunters overheard and chimed in.
"Brothers, who is this An Yi guy?"
Qin Shan shrugged. "A broke loser! Used to be penniless, but now he’s rolling in cash."
Liu Dachao added, "Total womanizer too. A walking bulldozer—collects pretty girls like trophies."
"And he’s shameless!"
Bai Xiu mumbled sleepily in agreement.
Hearing this, the "scholarly warriors" felt even more justified.
They weren’t here for money—they were serving justice!
Inside the Hejia Pleasure Club, in a wrecked room, two young men stood facing each other.
A desolate tension hung in the air.
"You came."
"I did."
"You shouldn’t have."
"I know."
"Yet here you are."
Silence. Dead silence.
Shangguan Qianqian rubbed her arms, goosebumps rising.
"So cringe."
Lin Chen, gripping his Lieyun Staff, said coolly, "Save the thanks for later."
"Thanks?!"
An Yi yanked up his jeans, zipping them with a dark expression.
With a shing, the black ring on his finger transformed into a gleaming dagger.
Then, energy surged—the demonic sword Dragon Fang extended into a three-foot blade!
"Unforgivable!"
"Absolutely unforgivable!"
Did they think he was after Shangguan Qianqian for her looks?
No! He was just completing a side quest!
The "Love Expert" mission had been hanging too long.
He owed it to his people to finish it.
But this damn soldier had to crash in from the sky and ruin everything!
Lin Chen glanced at Shangguan Qianqian, his gaze icy and wary. "A demoness from the Hehuan Sect?"
"Yes."
Shangguan Qianqian replied indifferently.
Lin Chen’s expression darkened. "I see."
Two blocks of ice in one room—the air turned glacial.
An Yi, despite the sweltering September heat, felt his capillaries might freeze.
"Lin, what the hell are you here for?!"
An Yi brandished his blade, demanding answers.
If the explanation wasn’t good enough—
Forget "War God" or "Soldier King"—today, someone was paying!
"If I hadn’t come, you’d be a dried-up corpse by now."
Lin Chen said flatly, "The Hehuan Sect’s Yin-Yang Absorption Technique drains men of their essence. Sleeping with her would’ve sucked you dry."
An Yi’s face fell. He turned to Shangguan Qianqian, betrayal and fury in his eyes.
"You brought me here... and it wasn’t for my looks?!"
Shangguan Qianqian: "..."
Boom!
Two bald heads popped through the broken wall.
Both men looked haggard, with dark circles under their eyes—like hardcore addicts.
"Brother Lin, don’t underestimate him—what he says is true!"
"Long? Hu?"
Lin Chen stared at the two monks in surprise.
Wait—who were they calling "Brother Lin"?
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
