What kind of "friend with benefits"?
An Yi was a bit puzzled.
Hongtian replied indifferently, "That voice actress streamer girl I introduced you to before, the one from Yunzhou."
"Cut the nonsense, leave it to Yan Zhi."
As An Yi spoke, his fingers swiped through the chat history.
When he saw the photo, his expression turned grave.
"Let’s go. Since we’ve stumbled upon this, might as well lend a hand."
An Yi quickly typed a message.
1.81m Handsome Youth: What do those people look like?
Lulu: They look like demons—bull heads, horse faces, like monsters!
Reading the text, An Yi’s eyes sharpened.
Shapeshifting demon beasts?
1.81m Handsome Youth: Where are they?
Lulu: High-tech District, Yunzhou City.
"Little Ming, Da Hong, let’s move!"
An Yi pocketed his phone and sprinted toward the parking lot.
He hotwired an abandoned car and sped out of the lot.
"Ahhh, nothing beats the taste of humans!"
A young man—his face otherwise ordinary—suddenly split open a horrifying maw, devouring the face of an old man lying on the ground.
Blood and flesh splattered grotesquely.
He had endured for far too long!
With their departure imminent, the primal instincts buried deep within him could no longer be suppressed.
He greedily sucked at the blood, gnawing on the old man’s bones with a sickening crunch.
The law of demon beasts had no rules—only the strong devouring the weak.
To him, humans were no different from livestock meant for slaughter.
"Old Hei, don’t get too reckless. Two is enough. Any more, and Lord Chixiao won’t let it slide," warned a shorter young man beside him.
Old Hei tossed aside the mangled corpse of the old man and snapped, "This damn landlord was always scheming, finding ways to screw me over. If I didn’t eat him before leaving, I’d never sleep easy!"
Normally, they blended into the city as ordinary humans.
And in the past, this man had exploited him relentlessly.
The shorter youth sighed. "You’ve already eaten him. Let’s just go."
"That old man reeked of decay. No, I need someone fresher to satisfy me!"
Old Hei’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light.
His true form was that of a crocodile.
"Who else do you want to eat?" the shorter youth asked helplessly.
He really didn’t want any more trouble.
If they jeopardized Lord Chixiao’s plans, death would be their only atonement.
Old Hei licked the blood from his lips and grinned. "Remember that chubby girl upstairs?"
The shorter youth nodded. "Oh, the one with the sweet voice? You even said she’d be a knockout if she lost weight."
"Plump, tender, juicy—I’ve been craving her for ages," Old Hei murmured.
The shorter youth’s mouth watered. He wiped his lips and cursed, "Damn it, now you’ve got me hungry too! Fine, but this is the last one, got it?"
"Deal. I’ll knock on her door."
"Same as always—the moment she opens it, we tear her apart!"
Under the staircase, Lulu hid in terror.
She never imagined the guy living downstairs was a monster!
Once, she’d naively thought his lingering stares meant he liked her.
It had given her a shred of comfort, a hope that even a plus-sized girl like her could find love.
But now…
"Lulu! You home?"
Old Hei knocked on the door.
Beside him, the shorter youth was already salivating.
This rundown neighborhood had no surveillance.
And most of the young people living here had no family to speak of.
Some could vanish for months before anyone noticed.
Tears streamed down Lulu’s face as she crouched in the shadows beneath the stairs, too terrified to make a sound.
She could only frantically message her few online friends, begging them to call the authorities.
"Where is she? Damn it!"
"Let’s just go. We’ll try another day."
"No! If I don’t eat her, I won’t sleep a wink! That girl’s meat is top-tier—so soft, so tender!"
Old Hei slumped in frustration.
Then, his nostrils flared.
His eyes glowed eerily.
"Wait… she’s here."
"Da Huang, you smell that? Human flesh… so fragrant."
Old Hei dropped to all fours, sniffing like a bloodhound, inching closer to the space beneath the stairs.
"I smell it."
"The scent of prey!"
Old Hei’s eyes blazed with hunger.
Lulu’s soul nearly fled her body in terror.
THUD!
A foot slammed onto Old Hei’s head, crushing his face into the concrete.
CRACK!
Blood gushed from his nose.
A tooth snapped off.
"W-Who are you?!"
The shorter youth trembled as he watched his partner writhe under the stranger’s boot.
An Yi grinned, pressing down harder.
"You were looking for human meat, right? Well, here I am."
"Get off!"
Old Hei suddenly bucked, breaking free with a roll before bolting out of the hallway.
The shorter youth followed, realizing their prey had turned predator.
"Oho? Not just small fry, huh?"
An Yi narrowed his eyes, a murderous glint flashing within.
He didn’t give chase. Instead, he crouched and peered under the stairs.
"Come out. They’re gone."
Lulu didn’t respond, her eyes wide with fear.
She’d just witnessed the landlord being eaten alive.
Trusting anyone now was impossible.
"I’m really human," An Yi sighed.
Seeing her shivering, he reached in and pulled her out.
"P-Please don’t eat me!" she sobbed.
"It’s me—1.81m Handsome Youth," An Yi said firmly.
Lulu’s tears overflowed as she threw herself into his arms.
"It’s really you! I thought I’d never see you again!"
He was her first love—even if it was just online.
"Don’t be scared. I’m here now."
Lulu looked up, sniffling.
"…Are you really 1.81 meters tall?"
An Yi’s smile froze.
A vein throbbed on his forehead.
That was his pride and joy!
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."
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
