"Hey hey, Old Lin, calm down, you'll reopen your wound."
"Don't smash the wheelchair! Do you know how much I spent on it? Three hundred—cough—thirty grand! It’ll last you ten years without breaking."
"Ah, Brother Chen, Master, stop fighting!"
"Blah blah blah..."
The hotel room was in complete disarray.
Bang!
The door swung open, and a seductive figure walked in.
An Yi and Lin Chen, who had been wrestling on the floor, froze mid-motion and turned to look at Yan Zhi standing at the doorway.
"Don’t mind me, keep going. Infighting in the Asura Sect is rare—are you two fighting for power?" Yan Zhi crossed her arms, smirking.
If the martial artists of Great Xia saw the two notorious leaders of the Asura Sect brawling like children, their jaws would probably drop.
Ahem. "You’ve got it wrong. We were just doing rehab exercises," An Yi said, clearing his throat as he released Lin Chen.
After all, he was now the leader of the Asura Sect, ranked nineteenth on Great Xia’s Heavenly Leaderboard. He had to maintain some dignity.
"Is the poison gone?" An Yi asked.
Yan Zhi nodded. "It’s fine now. I came to deliver invitations to the Martial Artists' Conference."
She handed over three invitations.
An Yi took his and raised an eyebrow—his was made of gold foil, exquisitely crafted with bold crimson lettering, a stark contrast to Bai Xiu’s plain one.
Fang Jueming glanced at his and asked curiously, "Wu's Martial Arts School is invited too?"
His invitation clearly read: Fang Jueming, Wu's Martial Arts School.
Yan Zhi smiled. "Of course."
Ordinary martial arts schools wouldn’t qualify.
But over the past year, Wu Tong and Fang Jueming had challenged dojos across half of Great Xia, defeating several peak-level masters. Their strength was far beyond that of a typical school.
Lin Chen opened his and frowned. "Why does mine say ‘Underworld’?"
Yan Zhi shrugged. "No idea. I’m just the messenger."
"Thanks."
Lin Chen tossed the invitation onto the table, his expression indifferent.
Truthfully, the words "Underworld" left a bad taste in his mouth.
"What’s this conference about?" An Yi asked.
"Discussing the future of martial arts. It’s tomorrow. Don’t even think of skipping—you’re a key figure. If you don’t show, our bureau chief will personally come for you," Yan Zhi said with a light chuckle.
An Yi shrugged.
With nothing urgent going on, there was no harm in attending.
"An Yi, there’s something else I need to tell you," Yan Zhi said, her expression turning serious.
An Yi nodded. "Let’s talk in my room."
Once inside, An Yi closed the door and grinned. "Alright, what’s so secretive?"
Yan Zhi sat on the bed, crossing her slender legs, her face grave. "Qin Yao was attacked!"
"Attacked?!"
An Yi’s expression darkened.
"No way!"
He had just spoken to her—she said her flight landed safely in Jiangbei.
"It was the Paradise Organization," Yan Zhi said grimly.
"Paradise?"
An Yi’s face turned stormy.
Those bastards just wouldn’t give up.
Killing one of their SSS-ranked assassins still wasn’t enough of a lesson.
Yan Zhi waved a hand. "Relax, she’s fine."
"You nearly gave me a heart attack! Spit it all out at once," An Yi muttered, shooting her a glare.
This woman loved playing games—so childish!
Katies was strong enough to rival Void-level martial artists. For Paradise to take her down, they’d need at least two or three SS-ranked killers.
Yan Zhi continued, "The Underworld intervened. They appeared out of nowhere and fought Paradise’s two SS-ranked assassins in the wilderness ten kilometers from the airport. Both killers were eliminated."
Hearing "Underworld," An Yi immediately thought of Lin Chen.
That guy was part of the Underworld, wasn’t he?
Back at Junlin Bar, Lin Mei'er had mentioned something about him being their young master.
"The Underworld took Qin Yao with them. From what we’ve gathered, she went willingly—Uncle Fu was with her too. But whether she’s safe… that’s unclear."
Yan Zhi added coolly, "Lin Chen’s still injured. I didn’t tell him—he might do something reckless."
"Underworld… Qin Yao…"
An Yi stroked his chin, trying to connect the dots.
After a long moment, he still couldn’t make sense of it.
Qin Yao was just an ordinary heiress from the Qin family in Jiangbei.
What ties could she possibly have with the Underworld, a notorious assassin organization? They existed in completely different worlds!
The only link between them was Lin Chen.
Wait—
An Yi’s eyes flashed.
Lin Chen was the Underworld leader’s son.
Now, the Underworld had taken Qin Yao in…
Holy shit.
Was this a meet-the-parents situation?!
An Yi’s face twisted in realization—and outrage.
He’d been fooled by Lin Chen’s aloof, indifferent act!
The guy had been secretly pursuing Qin Yao all along!
Why else would he keep blocking An Yi’s path to marrying into wealth?!
Deception! A goddamn ambush!
"Poker Face, you sly bastard!"
An Yi seethed.
And here he’d thought of Lin Chen as a brother! He’d even bought him a knockoff luxury wheelchair for three hundred bucks!
But then he reconsidered.
He might not trust Lin Chen’s character, but he trusted Qin Yao’s.
She wasn’t that kind of girl.
Which made things even more confusing.
"Any other intel? Who exactly from the Underworld was involved?" An Yi pressed.
Yan Zhi shook her head. "The only one we know for sure is Su Xue'er. The others’ identities are still unclear."
Hearing Su Xue'er’s name, An Yi dismissed the meet-the-parents theory.
If that were the case, the jealous glasses-wearing girl would’ve already pulled out a sniper rifle.
"You should rest early. See you tomorrow."
Yan Zhi stood, her slender figure swaying gracefully as she headed for the door.
Then—a single invitation slipped from her sleeve and fluttered to the floor.
An Yi spotted it and called out, "Wait!"
"You… I knew it."
Yan Zhi sighed, stopping in her tracks.
She turned back, locked the door, and casually hung her enforcer’s coat on the rack, accentuating her curves.
An Yi: "…?"
He’d just wanted to say she dropped an invitation—cough—but that didn’t matter now.
Yan Zhi stepped closer.
The faint scent of roses drifted from her.
An Yi swallowed hard.
Her tall frame, narrow waist, and long, shapely legs were accentuated by her slightly wavy hair, giving her a lazy, alluring charm.
Their breaths mingled as the distance between them vanished.
Yan Zhi lifted An Yi’s chin with a finger and murmured, "Bad boy, didn’t I tell you? After that night, we pretend it never happened."
Before An Yi could respond, her hands were already undoing his shirt.
"Just this once," she warned. "No next time."
Staring at the devastatingly beautiful woman before him, An Yi quietly pulled out a Tiger Yang Pill.
You demoness…
I’ll fight you to the death!
The night deepened, wrapped in untold pleasures…
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
