"Look at you, why did you have to act tough for no reason? Now you're injured like this, and I have to take care of you—I make 100,000 a day, you know!
If you're not strong enough, just admit it. If you can't win, don't force it. That's what I'm here for! Sure, you're a bit weak, but I’m awesome!
That half-robot Gabriel? I’m not bragging, but after finishing off that birdman, I took him down too—smooth as silk, didn’t even break a sweat."
An Yi casually peeled an apple with a fruit knife, glancing at Lin Chen, who was too injured to move, barely hiding his glee while pretending to sigh.
Lin Chen kept a cold face, silent, but his fists clenched tightly.
Noticing this, An Yi hurriedly said, "Hey hey hey, don’t move! Your tendons are still severed and haven’t healed yet. You’ll reopen your wounds!"
Fang Jueming, who had his arm in a sling, chimed in, "Brother Chen, just listen to Master. When it comes to medicine, he’s actually pretty reliable!"
"Trust me, I know what I’m doing."
An Yi paused, feeling something was off.
Lin Chen glanced at An Yi, who was still peeling the apple, and said flatly, "I don’t need it peeled."
An Yi took a bite of the apple, confused. "What did you say?"
Lin Chen’s expression remained icy. "Nothing."
"So, what were you up to in Hong Kong lately?" An Yi asked curiously.
After leaving the secret realm, Lin Chen hadn’t left Hong Kong at all.
But news about him was everywhere.
An Yi had been scrolling through the Martial Alliance app nonstop—every headline was about Lin Chen.
One day he seized a port, the next he took over a district, and then he killed the Black Crocodile Patriarch, who had ruled Hong Kong for forty years, throwing the entire city into chaos.
Some even dragged An Yi into it, claiming Hong Kong had fallen and that the Asura Gate was revealing its claws.
All this left An Yi—who had been either lazing around on his phone or walking his dog—completely baffled.
Lin Chen brushed it off. "Just minor stuff, not worth mentioning."
After exiting the secret realm, he’d randomly appeared in the wardrobe of a gangster’s mistress.
After killing the gang leader, he became the new boss.
What followed was beyond his control—what started as a misunderstanding snowballed into a mess, and within weeks, he was fighting the Black Crocodile Patriarch.
Fang Jueming, munching on an apple, timidly asked, "Master, why did we come to the capital anyway?"
Wu Shuangshuang had already called three times, supposedly to check up on them.
She even accused him of picking up bad habits from his rogue master, joking that they’d gone all the way to the capital for… certain activities.
An Yi said casually, "Ever heard of Bai Chenxiang?"
Fang Jueming shook his head.
"The woman known as the number one physician in Xia?" Lin Chen pondered.
"Wow, didn’t expect you, Mr. Poker Face, to be so well-informed."
An Yi nodded, his expression dreamy. "Legend says she was peerlessly beautiful, a woman who dazzled an entire era, unmatched in both medicine and looks."
Though information about Bai Chenxiang was scarce—just scattered rumors—An Yi had managed to track her down. Supposedly, she was in the capital!
He’d come to seek her out for a prescription to treat Shen Muxuan’s Heavenly Yin Meridian condition.
If anyone in this world could cure Shen Muxuan, it was probably the legendary Physician Immortal, Bai Chenxiang.
Lin Chen mused, "Hmm, but those rumors are from sixty years ago. Where’d you hear them?"
"Sixty years ago…?"
An Yi’s hopeful expression froze.
Lin Chen added coolly, "Oh, and by the way—Bai Chenxiang is Bai Xiu’s grandmother."
"Bai Xiu’s grandmother?!"
An Yi’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. "What the hell? That’s too much of a coincidence!"
He frowned. "Wait, no—that doesn’t make sense. If she’s Bai Xiu’s grandmother, why does she share his surname?"
"Simple. Bai Xiu’s grandfather was a live-in son-in-law," Lin Chen explained flatly.
An Yi: "…"
"Speaking of which, where the hell are Bai Xiu and Chen Bing?" An Yi wondered aloud.
He’d tried contacting Bai Xiu but couldn’t reach him.
Lin Chen replied indifferently, "No news on my end either."
[Breaking News: Asura Gate Ambushes Hundred Ghosts Sect, Wipes Out Trading Stronghold! 207 Cultists Killed!]
[Asura Gate Declares War on Hundred Ghosts Sect—Night Emperor An Yi Slays Demon Hall’s Chi Xiao!]
[Heaven’s SSS-Rank Assassin Gabriel Killed—Just How Strong is Lin Chen, the Asura Gate’s Second-in-Command?]
[Following Divine Hall, Law Enforcement Bureau, Tao Alliance, and Sky Temple, Xia’s Fifth Major Power Emerges!]
Bai Xiu, stepping out of the airport, casually scrolled through his phone, eyebrows rising at the flood of Asura Gate headlines.
What the hell had An Yi been up to while he was gone?
"Finally out of that hellhole… I don’t even look human anymore."
He pocketed his phone, yawning lifelessly as he trudged forward like a wandering ghost.
After spending time in Demon Valley, constantly harassed by beasts, starving and sleep-deprived, returning to the human world felt oddly unfamiliar.
In the sea of people, Bai Xiu’s gaze suddenly locked onto a woman in a white lace dress with golden hair.
His dead-fish eyes sharpened, radiating killing intent.
"Damn, she’s strong."
Katies also glanced at him.
But the two merely passed each other without interaction.
Bai Xiu shrugged and headed for the exit.
"Time to go home."
Today was his grandmother’s 80th birthday. Raised by her since childhood, he couldn’t miss it, no matter how busy he was.
"Katies, over here!" Qin Yao waved from a distance.
Katies caught up, apologizing, "I had to stow my sword, or it wouldn’t pass security."
Qin Yao glanced around, puzzled about where she’d hidden it, and smiled. "No worries. Our flight’s boarding soon."
"Be careful. There are a lot of shady characters around lately," Katies said gravely.
She’d encountered countless martial artists on the way, many of them formidable.
Like that dead-eyed young man just now—beneath his calm exterior lurked a beastly aura that even she found unsettling.
Qin Yao paled slightly but reassured her, "It’s fine. We’re boarding now. It’ll be quick. My dad’s already sent someone to pick us up."
Uncle Fu, however, wore a troubled expression, shaking his head subtly.
For some reason, he couldn’t shake a sense of foreboding.
Unseen by them, a masked man in black trailed behind, quietly pulling out his phone.
"Lord Prefect, the young mistress is about to board."
After a long silence, a woman’s cold voice replied, "Bring her to me."
"There’s also a member of the Holy Knight Order with her—according to Ah Biao’s intel, it’s Sky Knight Katies," the man added hesitantly.
The Sky Knight wasn’t someone to trifle with.
"How confident are you in bringing her back?" the woman pressed.
"Ah Biao and I together… maybe 70%? But there might be…"
"Spare no effort. Bring Qin Yao back. She’s already being targeted."
On a remote island in the vast sea, a beautiful woman issued her orders, her brow furrowed with worry.
Hesitating for a long time, she finally dialed a number.
"Hello? Who is this?" A young man’s cold voice answered.
"It’s… it’s me—"
"Wrong number."
The call ended abruptly.
The woman stood frozen, a bitter smile forming.
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.
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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."
