"What, what do you think you're doing?!"
Nie Qinglan, pinned in An Yi's arms, gritted her teeth as she spoke.
"What? You all came to beat me up, and I can't even collect a little interest?"
An Yi replied nonchalantly, a hint of arrogance flashing between his brows.
"Ding! Target meets the criteria for [Love Expert]!"
The long-absent voice of the system rang out.
An Yi was momentarily stunned. Seriously? This girl could score a 9?
From his impression, she was decent-looking, but not quite on the level of Qin Yao or Lan Ruoxi—those beauties who could commit crimes with their looks.
But upon closer inspection...
If she washed off that horrendous smoky eye makeup, she might gain a few extra points.
"Damn virgin, what are you staring at my face for?!"
Nie Qinglan snapped furiously.
Virgin?!
An Yi's face darkened.
He had never mentioned this to anyone, so why did it feel like it had been broadcasted to the whole world?
Nie Qinglan was furious. This guy was staring straight at her face—was he some kind of pervert?!
Sure, he was handsome, but he was such a jerk! Even stealing someone else's girlfriend? She hated guys who poached others' relationships the most!
And this bastard had targeted her little brother's girl! Absolutely unforgivable!
"Little bro, we were in the wrong. Let go of our boss lady, and we can talk this out. We won’t give you any more trouble—I, Baozi, swear on it!"
The bald, burly man called Baozi, enduring the pain of his broken arm, surrendered meekly.
This girl was Boss Nie's daughter, and he was just her temporary bodyguard. If anything happened to Nie Qinglan, he might as well flee the country.
An Yi raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
The bald man nodded vigorously.
Right now, nothing was more important than Nie Qinglan's safety!
An Yi was about to release her when the girl suddenly struggled. "No way! Don’t let this bastard off easy! He dared to take me hostage—make him pay!"
Baozi: "..."
He was on the verge of tears.
My dear young mistress, could you at least escape first before talking tough?!
An Yi glanced at Nie Qinglan coolly, then pinched her chubby, adorable cheek. "Little brat, are you guys trying to fool me?"
Now, An Yi was stuck in a dilemma.
Holding her was pointless—he wasn’t actually after money or her body. Keeping her was like holding a ticking time bomb.
"You damn pervert, I was your target from the start, wasn’t I?!"
Nie Qinglan glared at him coldly, cheeks puffing in anger.
In her eyes, a guy who’d steal someone else’s girlfriend couldn’t be anything but a lust-driven scumbag!
And since she was so pretty, of course he wouldn’t let her go.
An Yi couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
Little brat, you’re the one who brought this whole gang to beat me up!
How did this turn into me having ulterior motives?!
He sighed inwardly. This girl was seriously narcissistic.
The women around him—Shen Muxuan, Lan Ruoxi, Qin Yao, even that thorny Yan Zhi—were all top-tier beauties!
"Ding! Side quest [Molestation]! Reward: Evil Power Value +10, Nie Qinglan’s Favorability +20!"
The system issued tasks without regard for timing.
Curious, An Yi tapped open the requirements.
[Molestation]
Task requirements: Harassment, NSFW, groping!
As usual, the system, afraid An Yi might not understand, explained it in the most straightforward way possible—even repeating the same idea with three different terms.
An Yi was stunned.
What the hell? He was really supposed to do this to this little delinquent?
He couldn’t bring himself to!
"You’re speechless because I called you out!"
Nie Qinglan stomped her foot angrily. "I knew it! You damn pervert! I was your target all along!"
An Yi: "..."
Girl, is your brain made of concrete? I didn’t even know who you were before this!
But her unreasonable accusations only pissed him off further.
"Fine, you got me. I am a lustful bastard. So what are you gonna do about it?"
An Yi hooked a finger under her chin, lips curling into a wicked smirk.
Call me a pervert?
Fine, I’ll own it!
But what can you do about it?
Nie Qinglan’s face flushed red. She swallowed nervously, her whole body trembling from tension.
Was this beast going to kiss her?!
That’s how it always happened in dramas!
An Yi, of course, wouldn’t kiss her—he was still saving his first kiss.
This girl was just a little punk—pretty, sure, but with her nose ring, fake tattoos, brawling, and self-righteous attitude, she wasn’t his type at all.
"Tell them all to leave!"
An Yi commanded.
Baozi’s face twisted in fury. "Kid, what are you planning?!"
"Whatever I damn well please! Got a problem?"
An Yi pressed a fingertip to Nie Qinglan’s neck, grinning. "I’ve got a short temper—don’t make me snap."
"Y-you... Her father is Boss Nie! Think carefully!"
Seeing An Yi’s indifference, Baozi had no choice but to drop the name.
At this, the thugs all froze, their faces filled with shock.
"Boss Nie... The boss lady is Boss Nie’s daughter?!"
"Holy hell, I had no idea her background was this strong!"
Everyone was stunned.
Boss Nie was a figure who could shake the entire province—Nie Qinglan’s status was unimaginable.
"Boss Nie?"
An Yi found the name vaguely familiar. He leaned close to Nie Qinglan’s ear and murmured, "Your dad sounds like a big shot."
"Don’t mention him to me!"
Nie Qinglan bared her little fangs, furious.
An Yi’s breath against her ear sent shivers down her spine, making her whole body go weak.
Baozi, seeing An Yi remain unfazed even after hearing Boss Nie’s name, gritted his teeth. "What else do you want?!"
"Molestation, of course! I’m a pervert, remember?" An Yi said matter-of-factly.
Nie Qinglan fumed. "You wouldn’t dare!"
"Why wouldn’t I?"
An Yi whispered against her ear, "Woman, you’re playing with fire."
With one arm wrapped around her slender waist, he leaned in close to her neck, breathing in her faint milky fragrance, and pressed a light kiss to her skin.
Her natural scent, her soft, smooth skin—overflowing with youthful vitality.
Nie Qinglan froze. Goosebumps erupted across her skin, her face burning so hot it turned crimson.
This bastard! This shameless scoundrel! He actually went through with it!
"Ding! [Molestation] quest completed! Reward: Evil Power Value +10, Nie Qinglan’s Favorability +20!"
Hearing the system’s voice, An Yi was momentarily stunned.
The quest was over already? Well... finally over?
As an upright man, he still felt a bit ashamed about such tasks.
Then, he noticed something off. He touched his lips and saw the smudged "tattoo" on Nie Qinglan’s skin.
"Your tattoo’s fake? And it’s peeling! What cheap quality!"
"You bastard! I hope you die a horrible death!"
Nie Qinglan was on the verge of tears, her face burning with humiliation. "An Yi, I’ll chop you into a hundred pieces and feed you to the dogs!"
Hearing Nie Qinglan call his name, An Yi froze.
"You know me?"
Even Wang Shengli didn't know his name—how did this girl figure it out!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
