No way, officer!
An Yi still hadn't fully processed what had just happened. Feeling the lingering warmth on his lips, he asked in confusion, "Was that your first kiss?"
"Impossible!"
Hearing An Yi's question, Yan Zhi stiffened slightly before forcing a dismissive tone. "Pfft, little guy, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."
"Then drink more hot water—don't choke on it," An Yi retorted with the universal formula.
To be honest, the woman's kiss had been clumsy.
No doubt about it—it was her first.
But he didn’t dare say it out loud.
Yan Zhi faced the evening breeze and said seriously, "Don’t overthink it. It’s just a kiss. These days, kissing doesn’t necessarily mean liking someone. I’m sure you know that. It’s just—"
"I really don’t care," An Yi shrugged.
After all, he wasn’t the one at a disadvantage.
Yan Zhi snorted. "Good."
"When will Chi Xiao show up?"
An Yi’s gaze turned sharp as he asked.
"Patience. It shouldn’t be long now," Yan Zhi replied solemnly. "But there’s another problem—this ship isn’t just carrying Chi Xiao. I’ve already spotted people from other organizations."
An Yi took a sip of juice he’d somehow procured, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
He’d noticed them too.
"Hello, beautiful lady. Love at first sight—your beauty has captivated me. May I have this dance?"
Xu Chao suppressed his excitement, adopting an elegant posture as he spoke in fluent English.
Fortune hadn’t abandoned him!
Tonight, one stunning girl after another kept appearing.
His years studying abroad had given him a polished English accent, something he took great pride in.
He was confident his charm and wit would win over the blonde beauty before him.
Yes, this time his target was a foreign woman.
Her golden hair, delicate yet striking features—even by Daxia’s beauty standards, she was breathtaking.
A tight white lace dress hugged her curves, making her look like an angel straight out of Western mythology—pure and enchanting.
The girl offered an apologetic smile and replied in broken Daxia language, "Sorry, I don’t really understand what you’re saying."
Xu Chao’s face twitched. All that fluent English—wasted.
"Ahem. May I have this dance?" he coughed and asked again.
The blonde girl smiled sweetly. "Sure, but I have a boyfriend."
"Another one?!"
Xu Chao had a sinking feeling.
Then, the blonde girl dragged An Yi out from behind the crowd, where he’d been sipping his drink and enjoying the night view.
"Him! He’s the one!" she declared, clinging to An Yi’s arm.
Xu Chao was stunned.
He’d met scoundrels before, but never one this outrageous!
Three girls in one night?!
Including an international beauty?!
And each one a knockout?!
Xu Chao was furious. "You again?! Enough already!"
An Yi shrugged. "Honestly, I have no idea either!"
He was just as baffled about why this blonde had chosen him as her shield.
Truth be told, he’d been watching her for a while.
Not because she was pretty!
But because of that lace dress—ahem, because of the terrifying aura she carried.
She was no ordinary person.
If measured by Daxia’s martial arts standards, she was likely at the Void Realm!
"Darling, you’re here!"
The blonde girl suddenly leaned in, planting a light kiss on An Yi’s cheek with a sweet, delighted smile.
An Yi’s face went blank.
Ding! [Rogue Master] mission completed. No repeats allowed!
The system’s reminder chimed.
An Yi: "..."
Xu Chao, boiling with rage, turned and stormed off again.
"Screw this party! I’m out!"
"May I have this dance?" the blonde girl asked, extending her hand.
An Yi smiled. "With pleasure."
The ship’s grand hall filled with the elegant strains of live orchestral music, instantly elevating the atmosphere.
On the dance floor, An Yi held the blonde girl’s slender waist, moving to the rhythm—while stepping on her dainty feet.
"Sorry."
"Sorry."
After the fifth misstep, the blonde girl managed a strained smile. "It’s fine, darling. Take your time."
"Who are you, really?"
An Yi gripped her hand, his gaze intense as he studied her.
The blonde girl blinked playfully. "Katies!"
"That’s not what I meant," An Yi said flatly.
"Sky Knight Katies of the Templar Order!"
She announced her affiliation, pride flashing across her delicate features.
As the youngest Sky Knight in the Templar Order’s history, she had every right to be proud.
An Yi feigned surprise.
He’d never heard of it.
But he figured looking impressed would spare her feelings.
"You—strong. I—want to team up!"
Katies gave him a thumbs-up, mixing gestures with broken speech to get her point across.
"Not interested."
An Yi refused outright.
"The Hundred Ghosts want you dead. We can help you against them. They’re far stronger than you think," Katies said seriously.
An Yi nodded. "Welcome aboard."
Katies: "..."
As the performance ended, the spotlight shifted.
A slick, pudgy man in an ostentatious suit took the central stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you’ve all been waiting for is here. I’m sure this is why you’re all gathered tonight—"
The man hyped up the crowd, microphone in hand.
The audience erupted: "Quit stalling and get on with it!"
"Patience, folks. The show’s about to start!"
The man grinned, his blue eyes glinting with an almost inhuman light.
Then, a covered cart was wheeled out, draped in red cloth.
All eyes locked onto it.
"Rest assured, our merchandise is top quality," the man said, yanking off the cloth.
Inside the cage was a girl.
Or rather, a half-beast, half-human girl.
Cat ears, a tail—but otherwise entirely human in appearance.
Her sheer dress clung to her alluring figure, her wrists bound in cuffs—only amplifying the urge to protect her.
"Holy crap! A real catgirl?!"
"Those ears! So damn cute!"
The moment the cage was revealed, the entire hall erupted.
An Yi’s eyes narrowed.
A shapeshifting demon beast?!
This defied everything he knew.
The girl was only a Tier 2 demon beast!
In the Ancient Continent, only Tier 4 and above could assume human form!
"This, my friends, is tonight’s star attraction—starting at 100 million! Any takers?"
The man grinned.
Wealthy men loved the exotic, and a shapeshifting beast was irresistible to most.
At the edge of the hall, Red Poison’s gaze locked onto the cage—then spotted An Yi. A cold smile curled his lips. "Boss Butcher, look—it’s An Yi!"
Butcher, his face scarred from explosives, snapped his eyes open at the name, murderous intent blazing.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
