"I'm not lying, it wasn't me!"
Under Ma Wei's somewhat guilty denial, Feng Tianshuo shook his head helplessly and turned to Shi Dan, carefully patting the latter's shoulder.
"Boss... I don’t want to disturb you, but you should’ve heard him. He said it wasn’t him."
Shi Dan, who had his back to the two, paused slightly and removed the special jade slip he had stuffed in his ear.
He turned around, his expression dazed, sniffing the air.
Then he stepped up to Ma Wei, carefully scenting him before speaking meaningfully:
"Of course you didn’t take it... but do me a favor—find it and bring it back by noon tomorrow."
With that, Shi Dan mockingly patted Ma Wei’s head and left with Feng Tianshuo.
Ma Wei stood trembling for a long time before finally chasing after them and shouting down the stairs, "Old Feng, I told you it wasn’t me! That thing isn’t mine! If you want it, go find it yourselves!"
Only the dull sound of boots against wooden planks echoed from below, with no response.
Su Di'er turned her head curiously, locking eyes with Ma Wei.
Enraged, Ma Wei slapped her. "Get the hell back inside! If I catch you stealing my wine again, I’ll break your damn legs!"
Watching the girl clutch her reddened cheek and flee in panic, Zhong Yi couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity.
"Tch, that bastard! I’d love to teach him a lesson!"
Zhong Yi stepped away from the door in frustration.
If it were up to him, he’d reason with Ma Wei and convince him to treat his daughter better.
But Li Ang’s body wouldn’t allow it.
Adhering to a life of anonymity and solitude, Li Ang had no connections with anyone.
The fact that Su Di'er could even exchange a few words with him was nothing short of a miracle.
[Main Quest: Rest in bed by Hai hour (can manually adjust illusion time)]
"Qi Refinement cultivators are such a hassle, needing sleep and all."
Zhong Yi clicked his tongue.
It was just dusk, still some time before Hai hour.
Though the illusion system allowed time adjustment, he wasn’t about to waste such precious exploration time.
There was still much he wanted to learn about this town.
With that thought, Zhong Yi decisively pushed the door open and ran outside.
[Behavior Points -10 (Li Ang’s first task upon returning home is meticulously tending to his potted plant—his only companion)]
The moment he stepped out, disaster struck.
His behavior points dropped another 10.
Now dangerously close to the 80-point threshold, any further deductions would restrict his freedom.
Zhong Yi hurried back inside to care for his "good buddy."
Grabbing a watering can, he sprinkled water over the greenery, watching his behavior points slowly tick back up.
"So the plant is his only friend..."
Zhong Yi marveled, gaining deeper insight into Li Ang’s character.
After tending to the plant and tidying the sparse bedroom, Zhong Yi finally left his residence just before nightfall.
Arriving at the tavern, he was informed there were no new assassination contracts.
However, outside, he stumbled upon a drunken vagrant muttering something about haunting someone even in death.
When Zhong Yi approached, the man immediately grabbed his leg, begging him to avenge his wrongs.
[Side Quest: The Vagrant’s Treasure]
[Once a wealthy merchant, he was betrayed and reduced to ruin—his family torn apart, his fortune lost. Now, he seeks vengeance, blood for blood.]
[Reward: Vagrant’s Treasure Map x1]
...
"Whoa, this illusion... hides so many secrets?"
Zhong Yi was stunned.
Given this scenario, it seemed everyone experienced different events within the illusion?
After all, not everyone would leave their residence and come here.
And according to the chat, no one else had encountered this drunkard outside the tavern.
This open-world, randomized gameplay design left Zhong Yi in awe.
"Fascinating! Let’s see just how many treasures Junior Brother Lu hid in here!"
Chuckling, Zhong Yi accepted the quest but didn’t rush to complete it, opting instead to explore further.
The town was bustling.
With a late curfew, the night market remained lively even after dark.
Zhong Yi tried his hand at a target-shooting game, earning a small sum.
But he soon received another behavior-point deduction—Li Ang was definitely not the type to flaunt his skills so openly...
From gambling dens to night markets and taverns, Zhong Yi indulged in every mundane pleasure the mortal world offered, thoroughly enjoying himself.
The live chat reveled in the spectacle.
[Damn, the mortal realm’s more fun than I thought!]
[What about brothels? Can the streamer take us inside?]
[Even the madam at the brothel’s entrance looks kinda cute...]
[Lu Zhenchuan knows exactly what we wanna experience.]
[Now you’re not calling him Old Demon Lu?]
...
As Hai hour approached, government officials arrived to enforce curfew.
Zhong Yi, ever the daredevil, resisted—only to be chased through the streets by guards and constables before being caught and fined a hefty sum.
Thankfully, he could reload his save, or the loss would’ve stung.
After much excitement, Zhong Yi reluctantly returned home and went to bed.
Day One’s main quest was complete.
The moment his character fell asleep, another cinematic sequence unfolded—this time starting from when he bought goat’s milk after a mission.
The spiraling staircase and gradual reveal of the girl’s figure immersed Zhong Yi instantly.
This was even more captivating than what he’d witnessed firsthand!
The cinematography, reminiscent of Léon: The Professional, was masterfully executed.
Lu Ze’s replication of such techniques was nothing short of revolutionary for this world.
The rebellious girl pretending to be mature, the cold-blooded yet tender-hearted assassin—both lonely souls were vividly portrayed.
This encounter carried newfound significance.
Watching the girl’s curious gaze and the man’s hesitant retreat, Zhong Yi chuckled gleefully.
His fondness for Su Di'er grew even stronger.
Finally, seeing Shi Dan sniffing around Ma Wei with that deranged expression sent a chill down Zhong Yi’s spine...
"What a madman... Seems the girl’s family’s in trouble."
As the cinematic ended, darkness swallowed the world.
A caption appeared:
[Day Two]
Zhong Yi opened his eyes, regaining control.
A red-eyed pigeon stood on the windowsill, staring straight at him.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
