"We didn’t, we just wanted to know..." Little Wei began to explain.
"Shut up," Li Xunle snapped angrily.
There’s some truth to the saying, "Don’t preach kindness without experiencing another’s suffering."
Even Zhao Ming couldn’t bring himself to advise Li Xunle.
After all, even if history had been altered, the present era wasn’t so bad. But at this moment, he realized that the Heavenly Dao simply wanted to eliminate an anomaly.
Perhaps, in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, that prime minister was its own flesh and blood.
And when one’s own child dies suddenly, vengeance is only natural.
Little Wei silently closed her mouth.
"You can be angry, but don’t take it out on him. I’m the one who did everything," Little Wei said, watching Zhao Ming’s flushed face, afraid Li Xunle might lose control and strangle him.
This matter had nothing to do with Zhao Ming, and Little Wei didn’t want to drag him into it.
Li Xunle scoffed lightly and let go.
"Even so, those people had nothing to do with your situation. There was no need to go as far as killing them," Little Wei said.
But she regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth.
In the end, everyone was just trying to survive—those who took action were no different. The truly clever ones were hiding in the shadows.
Was there really no way for both sides to win?
Little Wei frowned.
"You’re hilarious," Li Xunle said to her.
Little Wei: "..."
Don’t get angry.
"What do you want, then?" Little Wei was ready to give up.
"They wanted to kill me, so I had to strike first," Li Xunle said coldly.
Little Wei was speechless. "I think you’ve read too many power fantasy novels. Be a good girl and stop reading that garbage—it rots your brain."
Li Xunle: "..."
"I don’t read that kind of stuff," Li Xunle frowned, feeling an inexplicable sense of absurdity.
"So why be so stubborn? Wouldn’t it be better to just go on a trip? Honestly, those people can’t even track you online. Wouldn’t traveling be way more fun?" Little Wei suggested.
Li Xunle paused, staring at her with a strange expression.
"This idea..."
"Isn’t it great? Isn’t it?" Little Wei’s eyes sparkled.
She thought her plan was absolutely brilliant.
"This idea is utterly stupid."
Little Wei decided that talking to Li Xunle was the stupidest thing she could do.
"Zhao Ming, let’s go. Forget about her. She can do whatever she wants," Little Wei bristled.
She had zero desire to stay with this idiot any longer.
Ugh, maybe I should just stay single till I die.
Zhao Ming struggled free from Li Xunle’s grip but hadn’t even taken a step before Li Xunle blocked Little Wei’s path.
"Where do you think you’re going?" Li Xunle grabbed her hand. "You’re my pet. You’re supposed to be on my side."
"I’m your dad," Little Wei snapped.
She hated being called a pet. She was a person, not someone’s property.
"What’s wrong with you?" Li Xunle seemed genuinely confused.
"I saved you. Why are you opposing me?"
"Just shut up already. I’m not opposing you—I’m trying to save you," Little Wei pressed her hand against Li Xunle’s lips, pushing her back against the door.
Li Xunle’s back hit the wood, her gaze lingering on the soft-spoken girl before her. A thoughtful glint flickered in her eyes.
"I get it now," she suddenly said.
Little Wei was baffled.
"Get what?"
"My pet has grown up and wants to rebel," Li Xunle said flatly, though a faint smirk tugged at her lips.
Little Wei: "Fck dnjd—" (a string of garbled frustration)
She really wanted to curse. As if she were some disobedient child—no, disobedient pet.
"I’m done talking to you. I’m leaving. If you don’t want to travel, fine, I’ll go. Do whatever you want."
Mission failed? Whatever. I can’t stop her anyway. And she calls herself a demigod?
Did she even realize that killing all those hosts would only provoke the powerful system corporations? Those companies definitely had actual gods on their side. Crushing Li Xunle would be child’s play.
Little Wei tried to leave again, but Li Xunle still wouldn’t let go.
"What the hell do you want?" Little Wei was ready to scream.
Seriously?!
Was she not letting her leave just to toss her onto the bed and play with her?
Some demigod manners.
Li Xunle suddenly pulled her into an embrace. Little Wei’s cheeks puffed in irritation, but she still lightly patted Li Xunle’s back.
"Don’t be upset. I swear I didn’t mean for things to turn out this way. I just wanted to care for you."
Before this, she truly hadn’t known things would escalate like this.
But based on Li Xunle’s memories, she should remember her—she’d just mistaken her for someone else. The root of the problem lay there.
"Don’t mind her. She’s just a bit slow," Si’s voice whispered in Little Wei’s ear.
But the words, meant to comfort, only made her feel worse.
Li Xunle had been wronged. She was just too proud to cry in front of Zhao Ming.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ming tactfully climbed out through the window—since it was just a single-story house, it wasn’t a problem.
"You… care about me?" Li Xunle’s voice was faint, almost disbelieving.
"Would I lie to you?" Little Wei huffed. "If I’m lying, you’re a pig."
Li Xunle: "?"
"Watch your tone when speaking to me."
Little Wei: "???"
Hmph.
"No. Aren’t pets supposed to be pampered?"
People called their cats "royalty" for a reason. Even if she’d never owned one, everyone she knew spoiled theirs rotten.
So why was she treated like some unwanted thing?
"Just bring out Li Jiewei instead. I like her better," Little Wei said, her tone bratty and unreasonable.
But Li Xunle wasn’t about to indulge her.
"You’re my pet. Li Jiewei was just taking care of you for me."
"Aren’t you the same person?" Little Wei was baffled.
"Does it matter? It was my consciousness that saved you," Li Xunle said with the natural arrogance of a demigod.
"Wait, then how did you become a demigod?" Little Wei frowned.
That part hadn’t been explained earlier.
Li Xunle chuckled, ruffling Little Wei’s hair and giving it a playful tug.
"Just obey me."
"You’re this controlling?" Little Wei wanted to scream.
Ugh, can’t control freaks just drop dead already?
"No. You’ve always been my pet."
Little Wei: "..."
Before she could react, Li Xunle kissed her forehead.
"You have to listen to your master."
Little Wei: "???"
Die. Right now.
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.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
