The Night Blossom Bathing Center was extravagantly luxurious, to the point where calling it "resplendent" would not be an exaggeration.
In Jiangbei City, which was not particularly developed, Night Blossom had become a landmark. Inside, all manner of beauties flitted about, their allure dazzling to the eye.
It was a haven for countless high-ranking officials and wealthy elites, and the unattainable dream of countless penniless men.
Yet beneath the bathing center, in stark contrast to the opulence above, lay a sinister darkness.
Dim lights cast flickering shadows.
Row upon row of doors partitioned the space into cages, imprisoning people of all kinds.
These prisoners were universally sallow and emaciated, their eyes dull with despair. Having been deprived of sunlight for years, their skin bore a sickly pallor.
"Spare me! Spare me! I’ve been drained dry! Any more and I’ll die!"
A young man knelt on the ground, weeping and begging, as two men in black lifted him up.
The burly man before him paid no heed. He drew a specially crafted blade and plunged it into the youth’s vein.
Blood trickled from his wrist, dripping steadily into a glass container.
As the blood drained, the young man’s already pale face grew even ghastlier.
"Next!"
The burly man barked, and a disheveled woman was dragged forward.
She offered no resistance, long since numb. Her nerves seemed broken—she neither spoke nor moved, merely standing still as her blood was siphoned away, her face as white as a ghost’s.
In a nearby cage,
a rebellious-looking youth with a row of ear piercings gripped the iron bars, his face deathly pale with terror as he screamed,
"They’re treating people like livestock! They’re draining their blood! I’ll report this! I’ll report this!"
"Stop shouting. If you don’t, they’ll keep draining you until you don’t even have the strength to scream," another young man in the cell said flatly.
"Who... who are you? How long have you been here?" the pierced youth stammered.
"This place is hell!"
"Who the hell would’ve thought that beneath such a lavish bathing center lies something so horrifying?"
"People kept like pigs, lives treated like weeds."
The young man’s expression was wooden as he replied, "Not sure. Two years, maybe."
At the very center of the prison complex,
a massive, three-meter-tall obese giant sat cross-legged on a carpet.
The giant had a gleaming bald head and wore ancient-style robes. His long white eyebrows drooped to his chest, and when he smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits. His wrinkled face made his age impossible to discern, giving him the benign appearance of a Buddha—
if not for the fact that his enormous hands were toying with the body of a beautiful woman.
The bald giant, standing at a towering three meters, held the woman—completely naked, her face devoid of color—by the waist. Her body was stiff, unmoving.
Her skin was covered in wounds, though it was unclear what exactly she had endured.
"Gourd Immortal, your daily essence!"
The burly man, having finished collecting the blood, knelt reverently and presented the glass container filled with blood.
"Good."
The giant known as Gourd Immortal reached out with a massive hand, seized the container, and drank deeply, his gulps vigorous and unrestrained.
"Ahh, refreshing!"
He tossed the container aside, blood smeared at the corners of his lips. His smile remained, but it grew increasingly grotesque.
"Gourd Immortal, recently in Yun City, a few martial artists have been causing trouble for us repeatedly. What do you think—"
The burly man remained kneeling, his tone utterly submissive.
Gourd Immortal frowned, his eyes snapping open—revealing a terrifying, blood-red hue.
Whoosh!
The beautiful woman in his grip was hurled away, smashing violently into the wall.
Her body splattered into a mangled mess, blood streaking down the wall.
She didn’t even have time to scream before death took her.
The pierced youth, witnessing this, was so terrified his scalp went numb. His throat clenched, his breath freezing in his chest.
"Hell..."
"This is hell!"
The burly man, unfazed by the woman’s death, remained kneeling, his expression unchanged—as if this were routine.
"You serve me with such low-quality women day after day, yet expect me to do your bidding? Dream on!"
Gourd Immortal sneered, his enormous body reclining against the wall. "Come back when you’ve found a truly beautiful woman. These mediocre harlots aren’t even worth my glance."
"Worry not, Immortal! We’ve already prepared a beauty just for you!"
The burly man slowly rose to his feet and clapped his hands.
The elevator hummed, its doors sliding open.
Two men wheeled in an iron cage.
Inside, a stunningly beautiful short-haired girl—Nie Qinglan—was imprisoned.
"Let me go! Where is this? What are you going to do to me?"
Nie Qinglan screamed, pounding against the cage, her fear uncontrollable.
This was the fifth underground level, a place practically cut off from the world.
And the scene here was nothing short of a nightmare.
The underground prison held people of all ages and genders, kept like livestock in cages.
Their eyes were hollow, weak, devoid of any hope.
Nie Qinglan’s gaze involuntarily drifted to the center of the room.
Instantly, her face turned ashen.
A three-meter-tall bald giant lounged lazily against the wall, blood still staining his lips and beard—a horrifying sight.
And on the wall nearby,
a woman’s corpse was splattered like a crushed insect, her flesh and blood smeared across the surface.
Nie Qinglan’s pupils shrank, her heart seizing in terror.
"A dead woman...?"
"What is this place?!"
Her composure shattered. She broke into sobs.
She was terrified.
This was hell.
Why had she been brought here?
Nie Qinglan’s cries caught Gourd Immortal’s attention.
The moment his eyes landed on her, they lit up with excitement.
"Immortal, what do you think?"
The burly man, noticing Gourd Immortal’s delight, smirked as he spoke.
"Such a pretty little thing! This one’s good! Truly good! In my three hundred years, I’ve seen countless women, but this girl’s beauty is among the finest."
Gourd Immortal’s admiration grew the longer he looked. His eyes, now fully open, were a deep, unsettling red—even the whites were crimson, like a demon’s.
As he studied Nie Qinglan, his smile widened, radiating twisted joy.
Nie Qinglan was no longer the rebellious girl she once was.
Under the meticulous care of Madam Liu, her tattoos had been removed, her hair styled, and she had been dressed in a Western-style gauze dress.
Her slender waist was exposed, her face veiled, and her long, jade-like legs—perfectly proportioned—gleamed like porcelain.
Now, she was breathtakingly beautiful, exuding an exotic charm.
The burly man chuckled. "Gourd Immortal, this girl has been styled entirely in the fashion of your homeland. Not bad, eh?"
"Exquisite!"
Gourd Immortal was utterly enchanted. His rotund, massive body actually rose to its feet.
Step by step, he lumbered toward Nie Qinglan, the ground trembling beneath him.
Nie Qinglan’s delicate face twisted in terror. "What are you?! Stay away!"
"What am I? Why, your man, of course!"
Gourd Immortal cackled, his benevolent expression twisting into something monstrous.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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.
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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!
