An Yi held his breath.
Feeling the astonishing softness in his hand, his heart pounded wildly.
But his body grew colder, as if he could already foresee himself turning into a corpse.
It's fine, don't scare yourself.
Maybe the woman was already asleep.
Seeing no movement for a while, An Yi let out a sigh of relief.
Who would’ve thought this woman had such an amazing figure?
Perky!
Voluptuous!
No wonder the system rated her a nine.
Looks alone aren’t enough!
"Had enough groping?"
A cold voice rang out.
An Yi quickly withdrew his hand, shivering. "Y-you’re still awake?"
Mu Qingyi turned around, facing him directly, and said calmly, "No."
An Yi:
Boom!
A massive hole exploded through the wall of the rundown apartment building.
The eastern sky had just begun to lighten with the faint glow of dawn, while the west remained shrouded in dark blue clouds, the silver crescent moon flickering in and out of sight.
A tall, youthful figure leaped up, landing unsteadily on the edge of another building.
Looking at the destroyed room, An Yi finally exhaled in relief.
Whoosh!
A sword shot toward him like a streak of light.
A chill ran down An Yi’s spine as he stepped back, effortlessly dodging the flying blade.
"Seems the Immortal Sects aren’t all that impressive. Their techniques are worse than my hidden weapons," An Yi thought disdainfully.
Then, danger struck again.
Instinctively, he turned around—his pupils contracting sharply.
The sword had curved back toward him!
Even worse, it split into two, then four, then eight…
In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with a storm of blades!
"Holy shit!"
Sweat beaded on An Yi’s forehead as he kicked off the rooftop, launching himself into the air.
The countless sword shadows swept toward him like a tidal wave!
"Damn it, woman!
So what if I squeezed a little?
Was this really necessary?!
Last night, you coiled around my waist and soaked my sheets—did I complain?"
An Yi cursed inwardly.
A swirling mass of energy gathered in his palm and collided with the incoming blades.
Below, Mu Qingyi was adjusting the skewed strap of her nightgown when she noticed this, her beautiful eyes widening.
"Qi Manipulation?!
This brat knows it too?!"
In an instant, Mu Qingyi trembled with fury.
"Those bastards from the Qi Manipulation Sect—they’re targeting our Azure Phoenix Pavilion on purpose!"
"Rain of Blades!"
Mu Qingyi gritted her teeth and uttered the command.
Suddenly!
The countless sword shadows transformed into sharp arrows, raining down on An Yi as he leaped off the building.
"If I don’t dodge this, I’ll be turned into a sieve!"
An Yi’s mind was eerily calm. Without hesitation, his black ring morphed into a dark sword, which he held in a drawing stance.
His body was still falling, yet he remained motionless.
His black eyes were terrifyingly composed.
Mu Qingyi, having unleashed her attack, grew anxious when she saw An Yi not moving.
"Is this idiot not going to dodge?!"
An Yi took a deep breath, gripping the black sword as a powerful surge of energy enveloped him, converging onto the blade.
"Third Form of the Dragon-Slaying Nine Swords—Storm of Chaos!"
The Dragonfang Demonic Sword slashed out.
The blade transformed into a tempest of sword energy!
The overwhelming force even sealed off a vast portion of the sky!
Indiscriminate destruction!
Mu Qingyi’s blade storm was completely obliterated by the raging winds of the Third Form.
An Yi landed gracefully on one knee, sheathing his sword with a flourish.
The pose was ridiculously cool.
A single sword wobbled midair before clattering to the ground.
Mu Qingyi was stunned.
Though she hadn’t gone all out, her Rain of Blades had been effortlessly countered by this brat?!
"Master, An Yi, it’s not even dawn yet. What are you two doing?"
Shen Muxuan rubbed her sleepy eyes as she stepped outside.
Seeing her, An Yi’s previously arrogant expression instantly turned pitiful. "Muxuan, your master—"
"Nothing. Just testing this brat’s skills. He’s improved a lot."
Mu Qingyi cut him off before he could tattle, flashing an approving smile as if she’d genuinely been instructing him.
Shen Muxuan yawned. "You guys are way too loud. Holy—!"
Noticing the massive hole in the apartment, her drowsy mind snapped awake.
An Yi’s room was practically gone—half the wall had been blown open!
The entire building was now a hazard!
"W-what the—you two—"
Shen Muxuan was speechless.
"We got a little carried away. It was an accident," Mu Qingyi said sheepishly.
An Yi hopped back up through the gap, about to speak, but Mu Qingyi’s murderous glare shut him up.
No matter how angry she was, what had just happened between them had to stay buried—especially from Shen Muxuan.
It almost felt like she’d done something unforgivable to her own disciple.
"But… our home is gone…"
Shen Muxuan’s eyes welled up as she stared at the wreckage.
For half a year, this tiny place had held so many memories.
"Don’t worry. We’ll find a new home. What matters is that we’re all safe."
An Yi gently pulled her into a hug, whispering, "We’ve got money now. I’ll take you to live in a villa—haven’t you always wanted to stay in one of those big houses from TV dramas? Today’s the day."
Watching Shen Muxuan’s tears turn into a smile under An Yi’s coaxing, Mu Qingyi sighed inwardly.
Was this girl really that easy to please?
Seeing An Yi’s sincere, gentle expression, Mu Qingyi reconsidered.
Maybe she’d been too quick to judge.
Perhaps this guy was actually a loyal, decent man.
"Hey, An Yi! I heard our place got demolished—is it true?"
"Aunt Zhou! Yeah, it’s gone."
"Oh my god, finally! I knew this day would come! I’ve been holding onto this dump for decades, just waiting for it to be torn down—"
Aunt Zhou was practically vibrating with excitement before composing herself. "Who did it? Why wasn’t I notified?"
An Yi coughed. "I did."
Aunt Zhou: "…"
Upon hearing the news, Aunt Zhou rushed back from her friend’s place.
The sight of the blown-out second floor left her speechless.
"Can’t fight fate, Aunt Zhou. My condolences," An Yi said sympathetically.
Then Aunt Zhou grabbed his cheeks and squeezed.
"You little rascal! Two years of unpaid rent, raiding my supermarket whenever you’re broke—I put up with all that, but now you’ve demolished my house?! Unbelievable!"
Aunt Zhou trembled with rage. "What did I do to deserve such a curse?!"
"Aunt Zhou, I’ll buy you a villa—"
An Yi mumbled through pinched cheeks.
Aunt Zhou scoffed.
"A villa?
Keep dreaming!"
An Yi pulled out a car key and pressed it.
A Lamborghini nearby beeped in response.
Aunt Zhou froze.
She’d noticed the luxury car earlier and wondered who owned it.
Turns out, it was An Yi’s?!
Had this kid actually struck gold?
"Come on, Aunt Zhou. Let’s go."
An Yi opened the Lamborghini’s door with a smile.
Aunt Zhou practically skipped over. "Oh my, I always knew you were my lucky star! The fortune-teller said I’d be blessed—serves me right for saving your sorry hide back then—"
"Aunt Zhou!"
Shen Muxuan emerged, waving cheerfully.
Beside her, Mu Qingyi smiled faintly.
Aunt Zhou took a suspicious step back, pulling An Yi aside by the hand and asking, "What's going on here? Another girlfriend of yours?"
"Another?"
Mu Qingyi narrowed her eyes, a murderous glint flashing in them!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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.
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)
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."
