The Gu Family Residence.
Fifth floor bedroom.
Gu Yan's parents were seriously peering out the window with binoculars.
When they spotted a black sedan speeding towards them from afar,
Gu Tianming finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his binoculars and tattled to his wife beside him: "Look at this, Murong."
"This rascal has been coming home later and later recently. Who knows where he's been fooling around."
Su Murong also lowered her binoculars. Hearing her husband's words, she turned to him with a kind expression: "Yan is Yan, and you are you."
"I still haven't settled accounts with you about your business with CEO Liu from Xinxin Technology today."
"Liu Shuqi's face was practically glued to yours!"
Su Murong reached out and pinched Gu Tianming's cheek, threatening: "Are you that close with CEO Liu? How come I didn't know you were acquainted with my good friend?"
Gu Tianming broke out in a cold sweat: "D-dear, you've got it all wrong! I was in the middle of negotiating a contract, how was I supposed to know she'd come so close? I swear I only love you!"
"Hmph, I don't care. I'm very unhappy. You're not sleeping in the bedroom tonight."
"What?"
...
Meanwhile, Gu Yan returned home humming a tune.
However, as soon as he entered, he saw his father sitting dejectedly on the first-floor sofa.
Gu Yan's mouth twitched, and he shook his head helplessly: "Dad, I told you not to make Mom angry. Look at you now, relegated to sleeping on the first floor?"
Hearing this, Gu Tianming looked embarrassedly at Gu Yan: "You brat! You have the nerve to lecture me? You've forgotten your family now that you have a girlfriend. Look what time it is!"
Gu Tianming figured if he couldn't handle Su Murong, he could at least deal with his son.
Gu Yan heard this and pouted: "For young people, the nightlife is just getting started at this hour. But I guess you're a bit past that, old man."
Upon hearing this,
Gu Tianming's mouth twisted in anger: "Are you calling me old?? You little... Hey! Don't you walk away!"
"Hehe, Dad, you'd better stay down here and reflect on your actions! I'm off to sleep in the big bed!"
Gu Yan laughed and dashed upstairs.
Watching Gu Yan slip away, Gu Tianming angrily sat back down on the sofa.
He grabbed a blanket and grumbled quietly: "That brat, he's really grown too big for his britches."
However, as he grumbled, Gu Tianming's expression softened.
How long has it been since we talked like this?
It must have been several years.
Gu Tianming pondered, lost in thought. His son really had grown up...
...
On Gu Yan's side, after washing up, he lay down on the big, soft bed he hadn't used in a while.
Recalling his interactions with Leng Qingqiu, he felt all the day's fatigue melt away.
Thinking of Leng Qingqiu's face, he couldn't help but smile.
Gu Yan hugged a pillow and wrestled with it playfully: "Qingqiu, Qingqiu, hahaha..."
He was overjoyed because he could sense that today's Qingqiu loved him more than ever before.
Hey, how did Gu Yan sense this?
Well, it was purely a man's sixth sense.
"Oh right, System, check my Pure Love Points."
Gu Yan called out to the system while lying in bed.
The next second.
Whir!
A panel appeared.
[Pure Love Points: 312]
Seeing this number, Gu Yan smiled even more broadly.
Excellent!
That should be enough to exchange for that item.
And calculating the time, Shen Wan'er should be coming to beg for his forgiveness soon.
Gu Yan opened the item interface.
Then he searched for an item worth 300 points.
[Cultivation Destruction Potion]
[Price: 300 points]
[Description: A deadly poison developed by the Ancient Assassination Family at great cost. Due to its extremely cruel nature, the family survived for only a few years before being destroyed by righteous individuals.]
[Effect: After the user consumes it, anyone who has intimate contact with them will lose all their cultivation!]
After reading the description and confirming there were no issues, Gu Yan chose to exchange for it.
The next second, a small purple bottle appeared in Gu Yan's hand.
He held it, and the label "Cultivation Destruction Potion" automatically appeared.
"Hehe, now I have the ultimate insurance."
Gu Yan's lips curled into a slight smirk, his eyes revealing a hint of playfulness.
Although the method was despicable, as long as it could deal with Xiao Lin, it was all worth it.
Indeed, this Cultivation Destruction Potion was colorless and odorless. The person who consumed it would be completely fine, but once someone had intimate contact with the user...
Then... the other person would have all their meridians shattered and lose all their cultivation!!
It could be called the most vicious assassination method!
Kekeke!!!
Gu Yan showed a wicked expression. According to the plot,
Xiao Lin should have met Shen Wan'er by now, and would likely be deeply attracted by her beauty and temperament.
But this was exactly what he wanted.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing your expression, Xiao Lin, as you fall from heaven to hell."
Gu Yan gave an evil laugh, then put away the Cultivation Destruction Potion.
Time to sleep! Tomorrow he'd hurry and improve his relationship with Wang Yulan! Then go cuddle with Qingqiu!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?"
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.”
