“Go on, Miss Zuo! Take down this Flame Emperor!”
“Wait, you…”
“Heh heh, up next is the Sea-Covering Dragon! I never would have guessed Miss Zuo was such a battle junkie!”
“Hold on, I didn’t…”
“Hm? Even the Sea-Covering Dragon had no effect… Looks like we’ll have to try the Frostallion after all!!”
“???”
…
Zhong Yi figured that if Zuo Yi needed to fight in order to raise her Bond Level, then challenging stronger Pals would surely be more effective.
And so, he took Zuo Yi around to challenge one great demon after another.
All the while, he simply stood to the side and watched Zuo Yi fight them one-on-one.
“You… What exactly are you trying to do…?”
Zuo Yi, panting as she was chased by the Frostallion, glared viciously at Zhong Yi, her teeth clenched.
“Catch a Pal, obviously. What else?”
Zhong Yi looked at Zuo Yi in confusion. He reached into his backpack, pulled out a plate of Mammorest Curry, and began to chow down.
Watching him wolf down his food, Zuo Yi couldn’t help swallowing.
“Hm? Are you hungry, Miss Zuo?”
Only then did Zhong Yi remember that Zuo Yi’s fullness level seemed to have already dropped below the critical point.
The mechanics inside the illusion were slightly different from the original game. The Feed Bag could automatically feed Pals, but Tower Lords had to be fed manually.
“N-no, of course not…”
“Grrr…”
Before Zuo Yi could finish speaking, her stomach let out a loud rumble. Her cheeks immediately flushed crimson.
“Here. Eat this.”
Zhong Yi took another plate of Mammorest Curry from his backpack and held it out to her.
“Hmph! If my father hadn’t taught me not to waste food, I wouldn’t be interested in your food at all!”
Zuo Yi snatched the Mammorest Curry from him and turned her face away, doing her best to keep Zhong Yi from seeing her expression.
“Ohhh—ohhh!”
Zhong Yi stroked his chin and let out a sudden cry of realization.
“I see…”
“Miss Zuo seems to have a habit of saying the opposite of what she means?”
The moment he said this, the livestream chat erupted with laughter.
[Zhong has finally figured it out???]
[Good grief, we’ve been telling you this for ages! You finally believe us??]
[The feelings of Miss Zuo are obvious to everyone in the livestream chat!]
[No wonder Zhong Yi is handsome, powerful, and has never once been linked to any woman. He’s single purely because of his strength!]
[Looks like that changes today!]
…
Zhong Yi paid no attention to the discussion in the chat and continued talking to himself.
“So you were hungry, but insisted on saying you weren’t… Does that mean I can understand what Miss Zuo really wants to say by simply interpreting your words in reverse?”
“Eh…?”
“Let me think. What else have you said before…?”
“N-no, that’s not how it works!!”
“You called me a weakling… So that means you actually acknowledge my strength, right?”
“…No, I was completely serious about that.”
“You also said that I’m the mos—”
“Ahhh! Stop! You’re not allowed to say that again!!!”
…
Zuo Yi’s face turned bright red. Flustered and frantic, she interrupted Zhong Yi before he could finish recalling her previous remarks.
At the same time, a system notification appeared in Zhong Yi’s field of vision:
[Zuo Yi’s Bond Level has increased to: 8]
[Partner Skill Unlocked: Swift Lightning]
“Swift Lightning? Borrowing the power of a Grizzbolt to briefly stimulate the bodies of nearby allied units, increasing their maximum stamina, movement speed, attack speed, and reload speed for a certain period? That’s an incredibly powerful support skill!”
Zhong Yi’s thoughts were instantly derailed by the newly unlocked Partner Skill. He looked at Zuo Yi with undisguised delight.
“Wait a second! Her Bond Level was only halfway through Level 7 just now. How did it suddenly reach Level 8…? Could it be…!?”
Under Zhong Yi’s intense gaze, Zuo Yi’s face grew hot. She instinctively bit down on her lower lip.
“I understand now… It’s because you ate the Mammorest Curry I gave you that your Bond Level rose so quickly! So…”
“I-it wasn’t…”
“So you really are completely different from how you appear on the surface! You keep saying you don’t like it, but actually you do—”
“No! I don’t… That’s not…”
“You just love fighting, right? Hahaha!”
Zhong Yi laughed proudly, planting his hands on his hips.
“Although you didn’t defeat the Frostallion, Miss Zuo thought it was because you hadn’t eaten enough, not because you couldn’t beat it… So after filling your stomach just now, you feel like your fighting spirit has returned! Right?”
“…”
“In that case, let’s go back and challenge the Frostallion again! I’m sure you can defeat it this time… Huh?? Why are you hitting me?!”
As Zuo Yi furiously chased Zhong Yi down the road, sending bolts of electricity at him, the livestream chat dissolved into laughter.
[This is a textbook example of what not to do!!!]
[Sometimes you really have to give him a good shock!]
[I actually thought Zhong had finally figured it out… What a sin, what a sin!]
[When pigs fly, iron trees bloom, and Zhong Yi finally gets a clue.]
[Add Zhou Yue getting lucky to that list.]
[Brilliant!!]
…
Even after taking a completely undeserved beating from Zuo Yi’s electricity, Zhong Yi still dragged her around to fight all kinds of Pals.
Together, they watched the dawn from the summit of Icefield Spirit Peak, felt the desert winds brush their cheeks in the Desert Arena, and watched the evening glow beside a volcanic cavern…
Before they knew it, Zhong Yi and Zuo Yi’s Bond Level had already reached Level 9. They were only a hair’s breadth away from reaching Level 10.
“I never would have guessed… Miss Zuo really does love fighting this much?”
Zhong Yi looked at the unbelievable Bond Level and clicked his tongue in amazement.
The Clouded Reindeer that had been in his party for years had only just barely reached Level 9.
And Zuo Yi had only joined his party recently.
She was already almost at max level!
From Zhong Yi’s perspective, fighting Pals must have been so enjoyable that Zuo Yi’s Bond Level had risen at an astonishing speed.
“Stop saying such ridiculous things… This young lady is not that uncouth!”
Zuo Yi glared at him and huffed.
“If it isn’t fighting, then what else could be the reason…?”
Zhong Yi frowned, clearly unconvinced.
“Hmph. It certainly won’t be because of you.”
Zuo Yi turned her face away and muttered so quietly that her voice was barely audible.
“Hahaha, isn’t that obvious? How could my presence possibly raise your Bond Level? Hahahaha… Ow! Why did you shock me again?”
…
After spending a long time training outside, Zhong Yi returned to the base with Zuo Yi.
“My backpack is full. I should go back and sort through it…”
Zhong Yi stretched lazily and was just about to organize his inventory when he noticed that the livestream chat was buzzing over news concerning a Tower Lord.
[Zhong is seriously impressive… He guessed Li Wei’s recruitment condition correctly. It really was related to hatching Pal eggs!]
[Li Wei’s Partner Skill seems pretty powerful too. Apparently, it can increase our damage?]
[No wonder he researches forbidden arts. It suits his character perfectly.]
[When are you going to catch one, Zhong? Someone already found the location!]
…
“Oh? So the Tower Lord in the snowfields is that powerful? I really should go take a look when I get the chance…”
Zhong Yi replied with a laugh.
Just then, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.
Zhong Yi turned around.
The girl who had been following him all this time—
At some point, she had vanished without a trace.
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."
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 world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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!"
