Damn, a Lamborghini Veneno! This luxury car is one of the rarest in the world. I knew it—how many of these celebrities are actually clean? All glamorous on the surface, but who knows what shady stuff they’re doing behind the scenes?
The paparazzo muttered curses under his breath while secretly capturing the car’s full profile with his camera. He knew full well that exposing this tonight would skyrocket his fame.
The pure and innocent image of Shangguan Qianqian was about to crumble!
If she didn’t cough up a few million, he’d make sure her reputation was ruined!
"She’s coming out, she’s coming out!"
The paparazzo zoomed in as a strikingly handsome young man stepped out from the driver’s seat of the luxury car.
Tsk tsk, a fresh-faced pretty boy, huh? No wonder the pure maiden’s heart was swayed!
Grinning lewdly, the paparazzo adjusted his lens, ready to get a clear shot of An Yi’s face.
But then, spiderweb cracks appeared in the camera’s viewfinder before the screen went completely black.
"What the hell? Broken?"
Curious, the paparazzo pulled the camera back to check—and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, his back drenched.
A foot-long steel needle had pierced straight through the camera, stopping just an inch from his eyeball.
"Holy—holy shit!"
Terrified, the paparazzo collapsed onto the ground, his legs giving out.
Ding dong!
The doorbell rang.
Shangguan Qianqian, wrapped in a bathrobe, opened the door.
"Ahem, well… I’m here," An Yi greeted, his eyes involuntarily wandering over her figure.
Even in the loose white robe, her alluring curves were impossible to hide—slender, graceful, and utterly tantalizing.
Her jet-black hair was still slightly damp, clearly fresh from a shower.
Wait—shower?
An Yi caught the inconsistency.
When she called earlier, hadn’t she sounded half-asleep?
So why was she showering now?
"Come in," Shangguan Qianqian said coolly, her demeanor as composed as ever.
Watching her seductive retreating figure, An Yi fell into thought.
But as a righteous gentleman, he could resist temptation.
Clearing his throat, he said, "Actually, tonight I—"
Shangguan Qianqian cut him off with a frosty glance. "I know."
Damn, she really could predict everything. Being a reincarnator was just unfair!
An Yi sighed inwardly—though he’d never admit he was jealous.
Just then, Shangguan Qianqian drew the curtains and untied her bathrobe.
The white fabric slid to the floor, revealing her snow-white, exquisitely proportioned body.
And to make things worse, she was wearing his favorite black lingerie set!
"W-wait, what are you doing?" An Yi stammered, his pulse racing.
Shangguan Qianqian arched a brow. "Then why did you come to see me in the middle of the night?"
"N-no, I’m not that kind of guy!"
He swallowed hard, trying—and failing—to tear his gaze away.
On Weibo, Shangguan Qianqian had always ranked #1 in beauty among all celebrities—a title voted fairly by millions.
In both figure and face, she was every man’s ultimate fantasy.
And now, the goddess worshipped by countless fans stood before him in nothing but black lace.
What man could resist?
Shangguan Qianqian said calmly, "Then I’ll put it back on."
The robe once again concealed her delicate form.
An Yi exhaled in relief.
Even though he was juggling multiple relationships, he still felt a pang of guilt.
He couldn’t keep betraying Mu Xuan, Ruo Xi, Qin Yao, and the others.
Thinking about it, he really had it rough.
In just one day, he’d gone from Shen Muxuan and Mu Qingyi to Lan Ruoxi’s company, then to the Qin Family to see Lin Mei'er and Qin Yao, and now, in the dead of night, he was at Shangguan Qianqian’s villa.
Managing all these threads was exhausting—didn’t anyone care how tired he was?
"Speak. If not for that, why are you here?" Shangguan Qianqian poured herself a glass of red wine and took a slow sip.
An Yi straightened up. "Earlier, you called and asked me to spare Han Liang?"
"Yes. You can’t kill him," she replied, swirling the wine.
"Reason?"
An Yi sat across from her, crossing his legs.
Shangguan Qianqian hesitated before answering, "Because he might be the key to destroying the Blood Fiend Sect."
"The young master destroying his own sect?"
An Yi sensed something off.
Shangguan Qianqian’s gaze grew distant as she swirled her glass.
In her past life, An Yi had slain Han Xi, a top-ranked martial artist, and crippled Han Liang, the young master.
Enraged, the Blood Fiend Sect’s leader, Han Tian, vowed to personally execute An Yi.
But that battle spiraled out of control.
The Law Enforcement Bureau, the Underworld, the Dao Alliance, the Heavenly Dragon Temple, the Hundred Ghosts Sect, the Tang Family, the Qi Control Sect—even the Pantheon—all got dragged in.
An Yi’s company was destroyed.
Innocent employees were slaughtered in the crossfire.
With silver hair and crimson eyes, An Yi, like the King of Hell himself, led the Asura Gate in a bloody assault on the Blood Fiend Sect.
But the Asura Gate was still too young. They failed to conquer the sect and suffered heavy losses.
Still, they dealt a devastating blow—Han Tian was left critically wounded, hovering near death for years.
To survive, he turned to a forbidden technique, using countless women to sustain himself.
And that was why, later, the Joyous Sect offered Shangguan Qianqian to Han Tian as a tribute to gain favor.
Rather than submit, she chose death—only to be reborn.
But if An Yi never attacked in the first place, everything might have changed.
As for sparing Han Liang?
In her past life, Han Liang had attempted to assassinate his own father—though his crippled body failed him.
The motive remained unknown.
But an enemy of an enemy could be an ally. Han Liang might still be useful.
An Yi frowned. "So what’s next?"
Shangguan Qianqian drained her glass. "I don’t know. I just want you to make a decision you won’t regret. The timeline has shifted—I can’t predict what comes next."
"Tch. So you’re saying you don’t know if this change is for better or worse?" An Yi smirked.
"Exactly."
Shangguan Qianqian met his gaze. "I need one of the Hongtian Secret Realm tokens."
"How would I have something like that?" An Yi lied reflexively.
Shangguan Qianqian stared. "You have two. I’m a reincarnator—you can’t fool me."
An Yi: "..."
"That token is priceless. People are killing each other just to get one, and you expect me to hand it over?"
An Yi grinned. "Even if you’re technically my employee, this isn’t how ‘benefits’ work."
Shangguan Qianqian’s voice turned serious. "I’ll give you something far more valuable in return."
"Oh?" An Yi’s interest was piqued.
Shangguan Qianqian untied her robe again, her cool gaze unwavering.
"I’m the Joyous Sect’s Holy Maiden—a peerless cultivation vessel. If you take my purity, your strength will skyrocket. You might even break through to the legendary Void Realm."
An Yi’s throat went dry. "T-that’s not appropriate. I didn’t come here for this!"
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.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
