Who is Shen Muxuan?
The man shook his head, gazing at the woman across from him as he swallowed hard.
Despite his undergraduate education, he couldn’t summon enough adjectives to describe the beauty of this woman dressed in ancient attire.
Graceful as a delicate flower reflecting on water, her movements like a willow swaying in the breeze.
Her features were exquisite, her phoenix eyes shimmering with a warmth that accentuated her gentle elegance.
A wide, pearl-white silk ribbon tied up her long, flowing black hair, exuding an ethereal aura—as if an immortal had descended into the mortal world.
The woman sighed faintly and spoke softly, "Thank you."
The man looked at her, gritted his teeth, and mustered his courage. "Could you... could you leave me your—"
"Leave what?"
The stunning woman turned her head, fixing him with a cool gaze. "Don’t speak nonsense, or I’ll smash your head in!"
With that, she glided away like a lotus in motion.
The man watched her retreating figure, swallowing hard again.
Though she moved at a leisurely pace, she vanished from the street in the blink of an eye.
The man stared dazedly at the spot where the peerless beauty had disappeared.
He knew—his heart would never hold space for another.
A taxi sped through the streets.
Behind it, dozens of black SUVs gave chase relentlessly.
"An Yi, there are so many cars behind us!" Shen Muxuan said, her delicate face pale as she checked the rearview mirror.
An Yi replied calmly, "Stay composed. It’s fine."
They had barely left the Hilton Hotel when they were tailed.
The SUVs were now maneuvering to box them in.
An Yi floored the accelerator, the taxi transforming into a streak of light as it weaved through traffic.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A burst of gunfire rang out, bullets whizzing past!
An Yi’s brow furrowed.
"This is getting tricky. They’ve got guns."
Shen Muxuan clenched her teeth. "Should we call the Law Enforcement Bureau?"
An Yi shook his head.
No use. Conflicts of this level—involving martial artists—were beyond the Law Enforcement Bureau’s jurisdiction.
Rumor had it that the Bureau had a specialized division for high-level martial artists, but it was based in the capital.
By the time reinforcements arrived, it’d be far too late.
Even if Yan Zhi came, she wouldn’t be much help—and might just end up dragged into the mess.
Bang! Bang!
Two more gunshots echoed, striking the trunk and leaving bullet holes.
An Yi pushed his driving skills to the limit, but no amount of speed could outrun bullets.
Whoosh!
Another bullet pierced through the rear window, embedding itself in the interior with a violent thud.
Shen Muxuan paled, her worried eyes turning to An Yi.
His expression was icy.
This taxi wouldn’t hold up much longer—and with Shen Muxuan inside, his options were limited.
"Don’t be afraid. I’m here. You’ll be fine," An Yi reassured her with a smile.
Shen Muxuan nodded, forcing a sweet smile. "Mhm."
She glanced back at the pursuing SUVs, her eyes shimmering with an icy blue hue.
The taxi swerved erratically down the street.
Then—spikes of ice erupted from the ground, impaling the three leading SUVs.
The vehicles behind skidded uncontrollably on the frozen surface, crashing into each other in a deafening explosion.
Flames roared into the sky.
Shen Muxuan quietly withdrew her hand, her face drained of color.
The faint bloodlines on her arm grew slightly more pronounced.
An Yi, focused on driving, frowned at the commotion behind them. "What just happened?"
"An Yi! Don’t look back—they’re still catching up!" Shen Muxuan urged.
She stole a glance in the rearview mirror at the inferno, her eyes tinged with sorrow. "I’m sorry... I’m so sorry..."
"Your hand’s freezing. Like I said, it’s fine. A few cars must’ve crashed—they won’t catch us now." An Yi smiled.
Shen Muxuan nodded weakly. "Mhm."
"We’ll be safe at the mall. Too many people there."
To protect civilians, martial artists were forbidden from large-scale combat in public areas—a taboo enforced by the Law Enforcement Bureau’s iron fist.
An Yi’s expression darkened.
He hadn’t expected that overnight, news of him obtaining two Hongtian Secret Realm tokens would spread so widely.
But he couldn’t blame the greed of these martial artists.
Every time the Hongtian Secret Realm emerged, it reshaped the martial world.
Not only did it contain rare treasures, but also weapons, artifacts, secret techniques, elixirs—even formations.
Obtaining any of these could elevate an individual or family to new heights.
But there were only 108 keys to the Hongtian Secret Realm.
Major factions naturally sought as many as possible to dominate inside.
Smaller groups and lone practitioners, left without tokens, were desperate for a share.
Because of the tokens, An Yi had become a target.
He rubbed his temples.
Running forever wasn’t a solution.
With so many eyes on him, where could he even hide?
His phone rang.
One hand on the wheel, the other holding Shen Muxuan’s—even shifting gears was done with her hand—he could only signal for her to answer.
"Hello? An Yi speaking."
"Xiao Yi, it’s your Uncle Nie—Nie Chengwen."
A deep voice came through the speaker.
"And me! It’s Shirley!"
A sultry voice chimed in.
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
Nie Qinglan’s father, "Boss Nie," and that mixed-race beauty he privately nicknamed "the cannon mount."
Ahem. "Uncle Nie, what can I do for you?" An Yi asked.
Boss Nie chuckled. "Having a rough time with all these factions after you?"
"Manageable. Just dealt with some idiots."
An Yi’s tone was breezy.
Boss Nie laughed. "This time, it’s not just small fry. Even names on the Heavenly Ranking are making moves."
An Yi smirked. "Uncle Nie, let’s skip the small talk."
"Hongtian tokens aren’t just treasures—without the strength to hold them, they’re a death sentence. You know that."
Boss Nie’s voice turned earnest. "Don’t take this the wrong way, but the Hongtian Secret Realm is out of your league. The waters run deep, kid. You can’t navigate them."
An Yi chuckled. "So you’re after a token too?"
"Let’s make a deal. Five billion for one token—just one. In return, I’ll offer you protection until the Hongtian Secret Realm opens."
An Yi fell silent.
The old man was shrewd.
The offer was hard to refuse.
He needed to enter the Hongtian Secret Realm.
Selling one token still left him with another—plus Boss Nie’s protection.
Boss Nie’s true strength was a mystery, but if he dared make this call, he had the means to back it up.
"I’ll think about it," An Yi said finally.
Boss Nie smiled. "Good. I’ll await your answer."
Then Shirley’s voice cut in—ahem—"Xiao Yi, if you agree, Qinglan could—"
"Ah! They’re here! Talk later!"
An Yi shouted abruptly, signaling Shen Muxuan to hang up.
She ended the call, puzzled. "...Who’s Qinglan?"
An Yi:
How did this girl manage to spot the loophole!
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o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
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."
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
