"Mogu, you've done well. Thanks to you these days, the Hundred Ghosts Sect has flourished so brilliantly."
A man with fiery red hair, adorned with a lip piercing and heavy eyeliner, spoke with a sly grin. He appeared to be in his thirties, exuding an indescribable aura of danger.
One of the Four Great Demon Halls of the Hundred Ghosts Sect—Chi Xiao!
"You flatter me, Lord Chi Xiao."
A middle-aged man with a meticulously groomed mustache, dressed in a black suit and top hat, smiled mysteriously.
The mustached man was none other than the foremost of the Eight Immortals of the Hundred Ghosts Sect—Immortal Gu!
Chi Xiao crouched on his chair, watching the manipulated expert on the computer screen. He gnawed on his thumb and let out an unpleasant chuckle. "These people are under your illusion. How long can they last?"
"A week. But when the time's up, we can 'refill' them—just like coffee."
Immortal Gu elegantly sipped his coffee, speaking leisurely.
"Good. I knew I could count on you."
Chi Xiao grinned, revealing a terrifying smile of approval. "The seal's control is in place. The Sect Master hasn't arrived in this world yet, but it won't be long. Before then, we must prepare everything here so he can take over immediately."
Immortal Gu replied calmly, "This subordinate is already laying the groundwork. That day isn't far off. Many factions—like the Blood Fiend Sect, Five Poisons Sect, and Ten Thousand Demons Abyss—have already pledged allegiance to us. Conquering the land of Great Xia won't be difficult."
"Well done. But speaking of which—what happened with Zi Xin?! She was actually injured by some human brat!"
A dangerous glint flashed in Chi Xiao's eyes.
That was his woman!
The one he treasured like a jewel—now grievously wounded by a mere human!
Unforgivable!
Immortal Gu remained unruffled. "Lady Zi Xin had just broken through the barrier. Her strength hadn't fully recovered. Her injury at the hands of that human was merely an accident."
Chi Xiao mused, "I heard she also ran into a human martial expert—Cangqiong Daoist?"
Immortal Gu smiled faintly. "No need for concern, Lord Chi Xiao. Though Cangqiong Daoist is formidable, Lady Zi Xin escaped unscathed. There's been no news since, likely because she's lying low for now."
Chi Xiao nodded. "Good. First, we kill that human brat."
"This subordinate was just thinking the same."
Immortal Gu set down his coffee, frowning with a hint of sorrow. "That same boy was the one who killed Immortal Hu."
"That old gourd died by his hand too?" Chi Xiao's eyes gleamed strangely.
"New grudges atop old debts."
"That boy must die—no question."
Immortal Gu, however, showed a trace of worry. "He's no ordinary opponent. In Great Xia, aside from the Divine Halls, the Dao Alliance, and the Heavenly Dragon Temple, we may now have to add the Asura Sect to our list of enemies."
"The Asura Sect? Hah. People really dare to call themselves anything these days."
Chi Xiao's pupils shimmered, lost in thought.
"Love you all! Mwah!"
A live-streaming girl blew a kiss to her screen before quietly ending her broadcast.
Then, sweat beaded on her forehead.
"What's going on?"
Her face pale, she clutched her stomach.
"Maybe it's just my period. My whole body feels off."
Her gaze fell on the slimming pills on her desk, and she smiled in relief.
She was a famous voice actress.
Normally, she never showed her face during streams—all because of her overweight figure.
If she revealed herself, even her small fanbase might vanish overnight.
But the slimming pills had given her confidence.
With her weight down, plus makeup skills and powerful beauty filters—
Her first face reveal had been a resounding success.
"Thank goodness I managed to grab some. These pills are hard to get now, right?"
Her eyes sparkled with joy.
"Just too expensive."
"I have to maintain my figure. Can't gain weight again."
If she rebounded, a single pill would drain her wallet dry.
Just then, her screen lit up.
Her eyes brightened as she quickly opened her phone and played the voice message.
"Hey, you still up, babe?"
A deep, smoky voice, layered with deliberate vocal effects, came through.
The girl giggled and replied sweetly, "Not yet. Your voice is so nice~"
"No, no, yours is nicer. Can I see a pic of you?"
After a moment's hesitation, she sent him a photo.
"Damn! You're gorgeous! Hey, do you like animals? Like, say... dogs?"
"Of course!"
"What about... simp dogs?"
The girl burst into laughter at his antics, and they set a time to meet in person.
Her eyes brimmed with hope.
She'd thought she'd never meet anyone like this in her lifetime.
At the shop.
Lan Yihe grinned ear-to-ear as he checked the profit margins.
His commission alone was a hundred million!
Once, such a sum had been beyond his wildest dreams.
"Sticking with the Five Poisons Sect really pays off!"
Just then, the shop door rattled under violent pounding.
Lan Yihe frowned. "We're out of stock! Come back tomorrow!"
"Get out here! Refund us!"
"Fraudulent merchants! This 'Youth Beauty Elixir' is defective! Look what it's done to my wife's face! You owe us an explanation!"
The angry shouts outside grew louder.
Lan Yihe motioned for his clerks, Xue Xia and Xue Dong, to open the door.
A woman stood there, her face disfigured with dark, purplish blotches—a horrifying sight.
"You see what your crap did to my wife?! This shop ruins lives! Pay up, or this isn't over!"
The man, red-faced and furious, grabbed Lan Yihe by the collar, ready to throw a punch.
Xue Xia and Xue Dong moved to intervene.
"Hold it!"
Lan Yihe raised a hand, stopping them.
"The symptoms weren't supposed to show for another six months."
"But everyone's resistance varies. I’m surprised someone reacted this soon."
The disfigured woman wept silently behind her hands.
The man roared, "It's all because of your Youth Beauty Elixir! If you don’t make this right, we’re not leaving!"
Lan Yihe raised an eyebrow, an idea forming.
"Why blame the Youth Beauty Elixir, sir? You must be mistaken."
He leaned in with a sly whisper. "Money? Five Dimensions Corp has plenty. But there’s something else I’d like to discuss with you..."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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)
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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."
