Staring at the stunningly beautiful and sophisticated woman before him, An Yi kept a stern expression.
This woman was none other than Shen Muxuan’s master!
Dressed like this in the middle of the night, barging into a young man’s room—did she have no sense of propriety?
Utterly shameless!
But An Yi believed Mu Qingyi must have had something important to discuss if she was willing to seek him out at such an hour.
So, he pulled the door open, bowed slightly, and gestured with gentlemanly courtesy. "Master, please come in."
Mu Qingyi swayed gracefully into the room, her alluring figure impossible to ignore.
An Yi stole a few glances before forcing himself to look away, afraid of any… unintended reactions.
The outfit hugged her curves perfectly. Mu Qingyi was already a solid 9/10, but dressed like this, her feminine charm was on full display.
Once inside, she glanced around the room and remarked coolly, "How… modest."
A vein pulsed on An Yi’s forehead.
Maybe he should just kick her out.
"What’s that iron box on the wall?" Mu Qingyi asked curiously.
An Yi explained, "It’s an air conditioner. It blows cold air in the summer."
Mu Qingyi raised an eyebrow. "Then why doesn’t my disciple have one?"
An Yi:
Because your disciple hasn’t slept in her own room all summer!
Not wanting to elaborate, An Yi smoothly changed the subject. "Master, surely you didn’t come to your disciple’s boyfriend’s room in the middle of the night just to argue about air conditioners?"
"No, I just wanted to look around."
Mu Qingyi’s gaze landed on a potted plant by the windowsill. "What’s this?"
An Yi rolled his eyes. "Food."
Without hesitation, Mu Qingyi plucked a leaf and tasted it, only to grimace. "Bitter and spicy. Worse than chives."
An Yi:
Suddenly, panic set in. That was Celestial Star Grass!
Its most basic effect was as an aphrodisiac.
Swallowing hard, he quickly pushed Mu Qingyi toward the door. "Master, it’s late. It’s not proper for a man and woman to be alone together like this."
Mu Qingyi scoffed. "Oh? What’s improper about it?"
She stopped, turning to face him with a teasing smirk. "A clear conscience fears no accusations. Unless… you have some thoughts about me?"
"Impossible! You’re Muxuan’s master! I, An Yi, am not some depraved beast!"
He waved his hands emphatically, his expression unwavering.
Mu Qingyi’s lips curled into a bewitching smile. "Not even tempted? Unlike the mortal world, in our immortal sect, polygamy is permitted."
The sight of her like this made An Yi’s throat go dry.
A celestial beauty descending to earth, now a siren sent to tempt him.
How could a virgin like him resist such allure?
Just imagining Mu Qingyi and Shen Muxuan—two women of completely different styles—serving him together made his blood boil.
Taking a deep breath, An Yi suppressed his sinful thoughts and said solemnly, "Master, please behave yourself."
Seeing the steadiness in his eyes, Mu Qingyi smiled faintly, adjusting her sheer nightgown to cover more of her snow-white skin. In an instant, she regained her ethereal, untouchable aura.
"Congratulations. You passed the test," she said lightly.
She had used a bit of charm magic earlier, yet this kid had stubbornly resisted.
"What test?" An Yi feigned ignorance.
Damn this woman!
He knew there had to be a catch when she showed up dressed like this in the middle of the night!
But he never expected her to go this far—using herself as bait to expose him!
What kind of master would do something like this?!
Mu Qingyi patted his head gently, her smile warm. "You should be grateful for your self-control. If Muxuan hadn’t still been pure when we met, your head would’ve been crushed by now."
An Yi, who had been playing the obedient disciple, instantly darkened.
"Fcking—"
"Alright, time for business."
Mu Qingyi’s expression turned serious.
An Yi straightened up.
Business?
The kind of business he was imagining?
"Get on the bed first."
Mu Qingyi sat cross-legged on the mattress, her tone firm.
Thump!
An Yi’s heart pounded nervously.
He knew this was wrong, but he didn’t dare disobey.
After all, she was way stronger than him. If he couldn’t fight her, he had no choice but to comply.
Mu Qingyi commanded, "Take off your clothes."
Rip!
An Yi eagerly tore off his white sleep shirt, shredding it into pieces and revealing his toned, well-defined muscles.
Just as he was about to yank off his boxers, Mu Qingyi frowned and stopped him. "Enough! That’s enough!"
"That’s it?"
Before An Yi could question further, Mu Qingyi placed her delicate hand on his chest, her fingers tracing his muscles as she closed her eyes.
"Master, what are you—"
"Quiet!"
Mu Qingyi’s brows furrowed slightly as she focused on his heartbeat.
After a long moment, she opened her eyes and said seriously, "Muxuan told me you wouldn’t live past this year. But your vitality feels unusually strong."
The reason Mu Qingyi had come to An Yi’s room tonight was because Shen Muxuan had begged her to help solve his lifespan issue.
Ever since An Yi gained the ability to "top up" his lifespan, his once-clear mortality had become an enigma to others.
Now, after careful examination, Mu Qingyi realized his lifespan was unstable—bizarrely so.
An Yi coughed awkwardly and played dumb. "I… don’t know either."
The first thing he’d done after making money was buy more time!
Obviously!
No amount of wealth mattered if he wasn’t alive to spend it.
But at 100,000 a day, with his company still in its early stages, he couldn’t pour all his funds into extending his life.
So he’d only topped up a few hundred million—enough to secure about ten more years.
"Let me check again."
Mu Qingyi’s hand trembled slightly.
For some reason, she felt… warm.
But reason held her back.
If this kid saw her body, her purity would be ruined!
He was her disciple’s man, yet he was so damn handsome!
That once-sly, roguish face now looked chiseled and striking, with sharp brows and starry eyes.
His tall frame, perfectly proportioned muscles, and those eight-pack abs—
Mu Qingyi’s hand drifted toward his cheek.
"Master?"
An Yi sensed something was off, cold sweat forming on his brow.
He was terrified!
Others might not know, but he did—
This was definitely the Celestial Star Grass’s doing!
Even he wouldn’t dare consume it raw.
This thing could turn a eunuch into a raging bull.
Last time, he’d had to exhaust himself watching hundreds of movies and wearing out both hands just to suppress its effects.
His call of "Master" seemed to snap Mu Qingyi out of it—but only for a second.
Then, her gaze turned sultry, locking onto him.
An Yi’s face darkened.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
] [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!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
