The Leng Family.
Outside the window, the cold wind howled.
Gu Yan sat by the bedside, silently watching Leng Qingqiu as she slept.
He could feel it.
Feel the pain and struggle in Leng Qingqiu's heart.
He understood her—because once the dagger was lost, Leng Qingqiu would lose the Power of Night.
But...
Taking the dagger was an unavoidable step in the plan.
Gu Yan's ultimate goal was to sever Leng Qingqiu's connection to the Night King completely.
So that... she could truly stand in the sunlight.
Time passed, but Gu Yan did not leave.
Instead, he waited for someone.
Before long.
The temperature around them plummeted.
Xiao Leng took control of the body and opened her eyes.
She sat up, her cold gaze sweeping over Gu Yan's conflicted expression before she sneered, "Regretting it now?"
"......"
Gu Yan remained silent for a moment before shaking his head. "No regrets."
He then looked at Xiao Leng seriously and stated his purpose: "Give me access to the Night Dagger."
"I don’t need much—just enough to borrow a sliver of its power."
No matter how much he resembled the Night King in appearance,
without the ability to wield the Power of Night, the deception would never be flawless.
If they were going to do this, it had to be airtight.
Hearing this, Xiao Leng gave Gu Yan a surprised look. "You... are serious?"
"Just being able to touch the dagger is already pushing your body to its limit."
"You, the catalyst meant to unleash the Power of Night—if you use the dagger’s power, once might be fine, but multiple times..."
Xiao Leng’s tone shifted slightly, but before she could explain further,
Gu Yan cut her off. "It won’t happen."
"I’ll be fine."
He looked at Xiao Leng earnestly. "Please, Xiao Leng, help me this once."
"......."
"Is it really necessary to go this far?"
Xiao Leng stared at Gu Yan for a few seconds.
Finally, she averted her gaze and extended a finger, speaking flatly, "Come closer."
Gu Yan pressed his forehead against her fingertip.
Tap.
The finger pierced effortlessly into the center of his brow.
Instantly,
a strange sensation surged through Gu Yan’s heart.
[Congratulations, Host! Your beloved has granted you the ‘Power of Night’!]
[You can now wield the power of ‘Night’!]
At the same time, the system’s voice echoed in his mind.
Xiao Leng withdrew her finger and said indifferently, "Leave. Don’t come back for the next few days."
"Why?"
Gu Yan touched his slowly healing forehead, momentarily confused.
Xiao Leng looked at him again, studying the face that had appeared in her thoughts so many times, and finally explained: "The other me knows your identity now."
"And yet... she still loves you."
"Let her be alone for a while."
As the words fell,
it felt like a sharp blade had been plunged into Gu Yan’s heart.
His expression twisted with bitterness.
How...?
He had taken every precaution to conceal himself, yet Leng Qingqiu had still figured it out...
This...
"As expected of my wife!"
Gu Yan smiled—though whether it was bitter or happy, even he couldn’t tell.
Xiao Leng gave him an exasperated look. "You can still smile at a time like this? I don’t know if you’re just thick-skinned or something else."
She shook her head. "It’s late. You should go."
"You must have other things to attend to these days."
Gu Yan nodded and stood up. Just as he was about to leave, he hesitated and glanced back at Xiao Leng. "Hey... Xiao Leng."
"Have you... become more emotional?"
Maybe it was his imagination, but this version of Xiao Leng seemed very different from before.
Xiao Leng stared at him expressionlessly. "You talk too much."
Gu Yan coughed lightly and left.
And in the darkness, Xiao Leng let out a soft sigh.
......
......
The next day.
In an alleyway somewhere.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Ugh! I’ll pay it back, I swear!"
"Stop hitting me! I’ll get my sister to pay you back!"
Shen Tian, Shen Wan'er’s younger brother, curled up in a corner, his face bruised and swollen as he shielded his head.
"Hmph! Listen here, Shen Tian, the only reason we lent you money was because you said you still had connections with Young Master Gu!"
"Now it turns out you were lying? Do you have any idea how much risk I took lending you 5 million?!"
The debt collector, furious, grabbed Shen Tian by the hair and slapped him repeatedly across the face—smack smack smack!
Only when his arm grew tired did he finally toss Shen Tian to the ground, sneering, "I’ll give you one more day. If you don’t pay up tomorrow, I’ll dump you in the river for the fish!"
"Oh wait—it’s not just me. Plenty of others would love to do the same."
Shen Tian was too beaten to speak. Only when he heard the threat of death did he let out a muffled whimper of pleading.
The debt collector left.
Shen Tian lay in the alley, pale and gasping for air.
No, no, no...
Why did this have to happen to me?
I can’t die. I absolutely can’t die.
Shen Tian’s pupils trembled uncontrollably.
If I just get a little more money, I can win back everything I lost!
The truth was, Shen Tian didn’t just owe 5 million. Across various underground gambling dens, his debts had already piled up to tens of millions.
If the others found out he couldn’t pay... he was truly finished.
Wait—
Shen Tian suddenly remembered something.
Back when he had lost everything yet again, a mysterious man had approached him.
He had offered to provide funds—but at a cost.
"That’s right... if I can find that person..."
Hope surged in Shen Tian’s chest. There was still a way. If he could just get money from that man,
he could turn everything around!
......
......
Three days later.
Shen Wan'er sat in her office, restless.
"What’s going on? I have this awful feeling..."
She muttered to herself. For the past few days, her chest had felt heavy, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Speaking of terrible things...
Shen Wan'er opened her phone’s messaging app.
The first pinned chat was her work group. The second was Xiao Lin.
After confirming her relationship with Xiao Lin, she hadn’t felt much change in her life.
Truthfully, she had only agreed to date Xiao Lin because she had been provoked by Gu Yan and Leng Qingqiu—settling for someone beneath her standards.
But it was what it was. Xiao Lin was decent enough. As long as he could protect her, that was fine.
Then—
Buzz buzz buzz!
Her phone suddenly vibrated. She picked it up.
Mom?
She froze. Ever since the falling-out with her family and moving out, they hadn’t contacted her.
Was this another call to pressure her into marriage?
Shen Wan'er deliberately waited a few seconds before answering.
But the moment she did, a heart-wrenching scream tore through the line.
"Wan'er!!! Xiao Tian gambled away the entire Shen Family fortune and then jumped off a building!!!"
"Please come back quickly, we... we don't know what to do anymore!"
"Now we can't even go home!!"
Clatter~!
Shen Wan'er stood frozen, her phone slipping from her palm and landing on the desk.
Shen Tian... jumped off a building?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
