Su Luo drifted in and out of consciousness, as if caught in a dream where dozens of hands toyed with her. It should have been a terrifying scene, yet it felt oddly pleasant—something she couldn’t quite understand. But since she couldn’t make sense of it, she let it go. Exhausted, all she wanted now was to sleep deeply.
Half a day later, Su Luo slowly opened her eyes.
And then she noticed two people lying beside her, their hands interlaced and resting against her cheeks.
What was going on?
"Su Luo, you’re awake?" Little Yu rubbed her eyes; she’d ended up dozing off unintentionally.
"What are you two doing?"
Little Yu immediately pulled her hand back. "Nothing..."
Yun, however, retracted hers leisurely and changed the subject. "I’m back~"
"Oh."
"So cold. At least show a little concern for me?"
"You’re fine, so it’s fine."
"Hehe."
Su Luo didn’t press further. Where Yun had gone or what she’d done—such things were better left unspoken. Overanalyzing wouldn’t do any of them any good.
"Little Yu." Su Luo called out.
But Little Yu avoided her gaze.
"What’s wrong?" Su Luo shifted slightly, angling herself to meet Little Yu’s eyes again.
Little Yu continued to evade her.
Su Luo was puzzled. She didn’t do anything inappropriate in her sleep, did she?
Indeed, she hadn’t—except for rolling over and pulling Little Yu into her arms, treating her like a hugging pillow. Though Su Luo had quickly shifted back to lying flat, the act had already left Little Yu flustered, and she hadn’t fully recovered yet.
"You really don’t know what you did to her?" Yun fanned the flames from the side.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing, nothing at all!" Little Yu hurried to explain before things got more awkward. Being reminded of it repeatedly only made her more embarrassed.
"Haha, I just wanted to tease Little Yu. She’s too adorable."
"You really... don’t bully her too much."
Little Yu gradually steadied herself. "Su Luo, are you feeling better now?"
"Yeah, much better. Thanks for taking care of me. If you hadn’t been here, I wouldn’t have slept so well."
Hearing Su Luo’s words, Little Yu flushed but managed to reply, "I’m happy to help."
Su Luo sat up, stretching lazily. Her energy had mostly returned.
After resting a little longer, she announced, "Let’s head back to the Shattered Bone Abyss."
Little Yu: "Mm."
Yun: "Yes."
Upon returning to the Heavenly Demon Sect, they found the Left Enforcer in the middle of a meeting, reprimanding the disciples.
This operation had been a complete failure.
The original plan was to raid the Emperor Heaven Sect first, then stir up trouble at the Northern Heavenly Gate.
But they hadn’t even fought the Emperor Heaven Sect for long before Di Haoran returned, cutting their destruction short and leaving them worse off.
And their attack on the Northern Heavenly Gate hadn’t achieved the desired results either.
A scolding was inevitable.
Of course, after the reprimand came the praise—the classic "slap then sugar" approach the Left Enforcer had mastered.
Many took his words to heart, given his standing in the sect.
Repeated failures to grasp the Demon Lord’s orders had gradually pushed her out of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s focus.
And with her absence in recent operations, doubts about her competence had begun to surface.
Unconsciously, the Left Enforcer had become their de facto leader.
Su Luo, of course, treated it all as background noise.
Once dismissed, she returned to her quarters.
After so much busywork, all Su Luo wanted was to lie down. One could never get enough of lying down.
But when she arrived, someone had beaten her to it.
Jiang Ningshu was already reclining on Su Luo’s lounging chair.
"Such an honor, Demon Lord."
Su Luo hadn’t expected the Demon Lord to visit. What was she here for?
Jiang Ningshu seemed to read her thoughts and answered, "I realized that going out for a walk isn’t so bad."
After accompanying Su Luo on her last excursion, Jiang Ningshu had found her own residence too empty, leaving her restless.
So she’d moved into Su Luo’s space instead.
"But that doesn’t explain why you’re here, does it?"
"I don’t know why either. It just feels... nice here."
"Fine."
Su Luo decided to let it slide.
Yun, however, was curious. "Su Luo, are you and the Demon Lord... close?"
Little Yu also edged closer, intrigued.
"Not really. Does this count as close?"
"If this doesn’t, then what does? Are the two of you... involved?"
"Bold words. You’ve got a death wish, huh?" Su Luo found Yun unusually daring today.
She glanced at Jiang Ningshu—at this distance, she’d definitely heard.
But the Demon Lord showed no reaction. Perhaps she didn’t care.
"Well? Are you?" Yun pressed.
"Of course not." Su Luo answered truthfully.
"My apologies, then."
After that, life resumed as usual. There was no reason to act stiff just because the Demon Lord was present.
Su Luo certainly wasn’t going to.
Yun maintained surface-level respect at first, but after a few interactions with no reaction from Jiang Ningshu, she eventually ignored her altogether.
Little Yu simply followed Su Luo’s lead—if Su Luo said to treat the Demon Lord as if she weren’t there, then that’s exactly what she’d do.
Days passed in peaceful routine.
The only one still busy was the Left Enforcer, who refused to concede defeat and continued plotting against the Emperor Heaven Sect.
Having come this far, how could he retreat empty-handed?
But his plans now required more caution. Without the beast army, facing the Emperor Heaven Sect head-on would be costly.
His ambition to replace the Demon Lord grew stronger. A few more successful schemes, and he could overturn her rule—after all, she had no real power now.
Even if others objected, who else was a more suitable candidate?
......
On this particular day, Su Luo lazed under the sun as usual.
Jiang Ningshu lay beside her, equally idle.
"Does lying around like this really mean anything to you?"
Before Su Luo’s return, Jiang Ningshu had been on the verge of recovering to her second-tier strength.
But with Su Luo back, she no longer trained in front of her.
She couldn’t fathom why Su Luo enjoyed this so much.
"Meaning? No. It’s comfortable, so I do it."
Su Luo had long outgrown the age of relentless striving. With the rewards from her diary, she’d rather write a few more entries than grind her cultivation.
"Seems like you’re the only one with nothing to do here," Jiang Ningshu teased.
Yun was training Xiao Pa.
Little Yu was deep in meditation.
"Same goes for you. You’ve been here a while. Does this hold any meaning for you?"
"Hard to say. But staying like this for a little longer isn’t bad."
Jiang Ningshu figured delaying her recovery by a few days was fine. According to Su Luo’s "plot," she was already far ahead of schedule.
"Is that so."
Su Luo didn’t bother guessing the Demon Lord’s motives, but...
"Don’t you think this place is getting a bit crowded?"
Two people had been manageable, but three? It was starting to feel like a crowd.
Originally, Su Luo had planned to quietly clear this world all by herself.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
