Heavenly Demon Sect, Main Hall.
Sect Master Ning Zhongyuan caressed the enchanting woman in his arms while staring at a note, his fist clenching tightly.
"Outrageous! Absolutely despicable! I've never seen such an arrogant young man!!"
Below, the Young Sect Master Ning Haotian, who had presented the note, said solemnly, "Father, this Lin Chen is indeed audacious, but I believe this is nothing short of a provocation!"
"Do you think I don’t know that? Damn it! The old hag from the Azure Feather Pavilion just died, and now an even more formidable one has appeared!"
Ning Zhongyuan rubbed his temples in frustration, his anger making his grip tighten on the beauty in his arms.
The failed marriage alliance between the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Profound Sect and Mu Qingyi of the Azure Feather Pavilion had already spread throughout the immortal sects.
Rumors said it was the Heavenly Profound Sect that unilaterally called off the engagement.
Without the Heavenly Profound Sect’s protection, the women of the Azure Feather Pavilion were like fish on a chopping block—many had their eyes on them.
Yet now, an unexpected expert had emerged.
A peak Void Realm cultivator—such strength was enough to make many sects wary.
Ning Zhongyuan sighed and asked languidly, "By the way, where’s that idiot second son? I heard he went to crash the wedding. Did he get himself killed?"
"Second Brother has returned," Ning Haotian replied.
Ning Zhongyuan exhaled slightly in relief. "Good that he’s alive. That useless fool. Tell him to stay put and not go anywhere. The immortal sects aren’t safe these days."
"Yes."
Ning Haotian’s eyes turned cold, his fists clenched.
His father had always favored that moronic younger brother, and it infuriated him.
"Father, I’ve discovered something interesting."
Ning Haotian looked up and said calmly, "From what I know, Second Brother failed in his attempt to kidnap the bride. A man named An Yi intervened, defeated Gu Chengde, and single-handedly withstood the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation of six elders and protectors before escaping unscathed with Mu Qingyi."
"Defeated Gu Chengde! Withstood the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation!"
Hearing this, Ning Zhongyuan stopped kneading the woman in his arms, his brows furrowing deeply.
"That’s monstrously strong."
He certainly couldn’t do it—he wasn’t even sure he could defeat Gu Chengde.
Now that Mu Qingyi had returned to her sect, was this An Yi also at the Azure Feather Pavilion?
Realizing this, Ning Zhongyuan’s expression darkened.
First An Yi, now Lin Chen.
The Azure Feather Pavilion’s strength might have surpassed what it was even before the old hag’s death!
Ning Haotian pondered, "Then the plan to subjugate the Azure Feather Pavilion—"
Ning Zhongyuan sighed in frustration. "Forget it. We’ll discuss it later. Right now, anyone who tries will only bring misfortune upon themselves."
"Then I shall take my leave."
Ning Haotian bowed, his eyes meeting those of the alluring woman in his father’s arms—a strange smile playing on his lips.
That night, major sects across the immortal world received the same note in various forms.
And the man named Lin Chen had successfully provoked the fury of these sects, becoming their most hated enemy!
In the following days, news of the Heavenly Profound Sect’s failed wedding spread like wildfire.
The tale of An Yi, a warrior who fought Sect Master Gu Chengde and broke the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation for the sake of his beloved, became a legend in the streets—a story of passion and heroism that captured the hearts of countless young men and women.
Under the silver moonlight, the chirping of insects filled the air.
By the time An Yi returned to the pavilion, the night was already deep.
Creak!
As he opened the door, he froze at the sight of a breathtakingly beautiful girl sitting by the window, her delicate hands cupping her cheeks.
Bathed in the silvery moonlight, Shen Muxuan’s silhouette was heart-stoppingly lovely.
"An Yi, you’re back?"
Shen Muxuan turned her head, her face lighting up with joy.
"I’m back."
An Yi chuckled, fumbling to light a candle. "It’s so dark. Why didn’t you light a lamp—"
Then, his hand paused.
Shen Muxuan blinked playfully. "I can’t see now, so I save a lot of candles at night."
Looking at her smile, An Yi’s heart twisted painfully.
He stepped forward and embraced her slender figure, whispering, "I’ll definitely heal your eyes."
Shen Muxuan nestled into his arms and nodded firmly. "Mmm, I believe you!"
An Yi grinned. "Go to bed early. Staying up so late will give you dark circles, and you won’t look as pretty."
"Mmm."
Shen Muxuan sat on the bed.
After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lip lightly, her jade-like fingers pulling at the ribbon around her waist.
Her dress slipped from her shoulders.
In an instant, a vision of flawless white jade unfolded before An Yi’s eyes.
The thin silk undergarment could no longer conceal her delicate, snow-white curves.
An Yi’s throat went dry.
Rated a 9 by the system, her allure was irresistible.
"I-I just thought… sleeping in clothes… isn’t very comfortable."
Shen Muxuan stammered, her face flushed, a mix of adorable shyness and intoxicating charm.
An Yi said solemnly, "I feel the same!"
At this point, if he still didn’t understand her intentions, he’d be a fool.
His hand resting on her smooth, fragrant shoulder, An Yi trembled slightly with excitement.
He’d seen that undergarment many times before.
But the scenery beneath? Never.
"A-An Yi…"
Shen Muxuan lifted her head, her sweet, soft voice like the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
Unable to restrain himself, An Yi kissed her, pressing her down onto the bed.
Clothes flew everywhere!
An Yi raised his hand, ready to tear away that sinful undergarment with brute force.
But in that instant—
A chilling cold surged through him.
An Yi broke out in a cold sweat, his heart sinking.
Midnight had arrived!
The moment he reached out, an overwhelming frost enveloped him, freezing him solid into an ice sculpture!
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the pavilion.
An Yi sat shirtless, wearing only cartoon-patterned underwear, a towel draped over his head, his hair still damp. He shivered uncontrollably, teeth chattering.
"Alright, he’s finally saved."
Mu Qingyi wiped the sweat from her brow, exhausted after working all night.
When Shen Muxuan had called her over, An Yi was already a frozen statue—completely naked, in a rather… bold state.
To thaw him, Mu Qingyi had used all kinds of fire-attribute spirit herbs for his bath, slowly melting the ice encasing him.
Shen Muxuan lowered her head guiltily. "Master, thank you… for working all night."
"It’s fine. This kid’s tough. Even without my help, he probably would’ve recovered on his own."
Mu Qingyi looked at him strangely, unable to hide her astonishment.
This An Yi was practically an indestructible monster now.
"You two rest well. You’ve been up all night—look how exhausted you are."
Mu Qingyi smoothed Shen Muxuan’s hair, then poked her forehead lightly, scolding, "Remember, no more reckless behavior."
"I-I won’t…"
Shen Muxuan’s face burned crimson.
After seeing Mu Qingyi off, Shen Muxuan approached An Yi, her voice soft with apology.
"A-An Yi… a-are you feeling better?"
"D-do I l-look like it?!"
An Yi glanced up at her, still shivering violently, his teeth clattering.
Shen Muxuan twisted her fingers nervously. "I-I’m sorry… I really didn’t think it would be like that…"
"It’s fine, silly girl. I’m not blaming you." An Yi tapped her head lightly, smiling helplessly.
But damn, that freezing sensation was brutal!
Without his Immortal Body, he’d have been a goner.
After a moment of contemplation, Shen Muxuan looked up at An Yi and said earnestly, "An Yi, if... if you really can't hold back anymore, let Master help you. I’ll talk to her—she’ll probably agree."
An Yi:
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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."
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
