"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..."
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
