"Little Aunt, what do you think of Xiaoli?"
At the mention of that name, Lin Qingyan's eyes lit up in an instant.
Hypnotizing someone else might have given her pause.
After all, that kind of thing was ultimately about manipulating a person's will.
Lin Qingyan wasn't exactly soft-hearted.
But she wasn't the type to casually decide the fate of others either.
If it was Gu Xiaoli, though...
She wouldn't hesitate for even a second.
Gu Xiaoli.
Her public identity was Chief Female Officer of the Crown Prince's Palace.
Beneath that, she was a cat demon at half-step Nascent Soul.
Half-step Nascent Soul.
Lin Qingyan understood the weight of those four words better than anyone.
Going from Golden Core to Nascent Soul wasn't about accumulating spiritual power or mastering techniques. It was a complete transformation—from mortal to immortal, from flesh and blood to the Dao body, from finite to infinite.
Gu Xiaoli was only half a step away.
When she would take that final step, no one knew.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe never.
But whether she took it or not, her current strength was already brushing up against the threshold of Nascent Soul.
Even Lin Qingyan, in a direct confrontation, couldn't claim a guaranteed victory.
More terrifying still—Gu Xiaoli was a cat demon.
Those seemingly innocent cat eyes could see through any spiritual barrier.
No matter how precise the defenses, before Gu Xiaoli they were like sheets of paper soaked through with water.
Visible, but useless.
Her gaze could pierce all illusions and cut straight to the truth.
That wasn't something she trained for—it was instinct.
Born from the bloodline of cat demons, carved into bone and marrow.
Someone like this—no, a demon like this—
If left uncontrolled, she would be the greatest wild card.
But what if she could be controlled?
A cat demon who could see through every spiritual barrier—utterly loyal.
What kind of asset would that be?
More direct than any courtly scheming, more fearsome than any Golden Core fighter.
For Gu Chengyin, this would be even more effective than two deadly vows.
With Gu Xiaoli on his side, plus Lin Qingyan,
Gu Chengyin felt like he could fast-forward straight to staging a coup at Xuanwu Gate.
Two against many? Two against two had its own tactics.
Of course, all of this depended on one thing—successfully hypnotizing Gu Xiaoli.
Successfully hypnotizing.
Lin Qingyan sat up from the bedding.
Her movement was so swift it stirred a breeze, her long hair whipping in an arc as a few strands stuck to her cheeks and scattered across her shoulders.
The blanket slid off her, revealing her form. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the window lattice, bathing her in a pale golden halo.
"When do you plan to act?"
Her voice was a pitch higher than before, carrying undisguised enthusiasm.
Those bright eyes reflected the sunlight, casting an almost burning glow.
Gu Chengyin watched Lin Qingyan like this, completely bare, and felt a subtle catch in his throat.
"Not yet. I'll keep Xiaoli steady first, make sure she doesn't get suspicious."
"As for the exact timing..."
"I know."
Lin Qingyan cut him off, turning over and sliding out of bed as she spoke.
She stepped barefoot across the carpet toward the clothes rack:
"You go find Xiaoli first. Make up some excuse to keep her in line."
"I'll go find that bastard dog. When I get back, we'll..."
Lin Qingyan's hand had already reached for the sky-blue robe of the Celestial Master Mansion hanging on the rack.
The robe was embroidered with pale purple thunder patterns, the collar and sleeves trimmed with silver thread.
Her fingers traced those patterns, pausing for a moment at the turns in the lightning motifs.
It was the mark of the Celestial Master Mansion's Jingzhe division—her identity, her armor, and also her shackles.
Gu Chengyin watched her silhouette.
Watched her standing barefoot on the carpet, hair loose, fingers resting on the robe.
Like a painting that hadn't yet been framed.
Lines clean, colors vivid, utterly alluring.
But still missing one final step, still lacking the last few finishing strokes.
Gu Chengyin stood and walked up behind her.
Lin Qingyan felt him approach.
She thought he was going to help her dress.
And he did reach out.
But his fingers didn't land on the robe—they landed on her waist.
One hand came around from behind and clasped her waist, not hard, but with a grip that brooked no resistance.
The other hand caught hers, the one resting on the robe, threading his fingers through hers.
Ten fingers intertwined, he pulled her hand back from the rack.
Lin Qingyan was startled.
"Chengcheng?"
"Not yet."
Gu Chengyin's voice came from behind her ear, low and calm.
His lips brushed against her ear, his breath stirring the lobe, carrying the natural arrogance of a man who took what he wanted.
Lin Qingyan's breath stopped for a beat.
She wanted to say something, but before the words could leave her mouth, her body was turned around by a force she couldn't resist.
In a blur of motion, her back hit the clothes rack, and the wooden frame let out a faint creak.
Gu Chengyin's arm braced beside her, caging her between him and the rack.
Then he kissed her.
Before Lin Qingyan could react, his tongue had already pushed past her lips and teeth.
This aggressive advance left Lin Qingyan’s mind completely blank.
Her hands pressed against his chest, pushing instinctively.
He didn’t budge.
Gu Chengyin’s body was like a wall—lean, but unyielding.
Her resistance against him was like a cat trying to push open a closed door.
It wasn’t a matter of strength; he simply never gave her the chance to open it.
Lin Qingyan snapped back to reality, and in an instant, she was both angry and flustered.
What angered her was that Gu Chengyin’s “urgency” meant exactly this.
She had just crawled out from under the covers, her voice still hoarse, her legs still weak, her body still bearing all the evidence of their recent battle.
She thought they were going to get down to business, but instead, Gu Chengyin had her pinned against the coat rack again.
What flustered her was that she hadn’t refused.
Her fingers slipped from his chest, no longer pushing him away, but instead curling into the fabric of his shirt.
Her fingertips tightened, wrinkling the cloth into several folds.
Her response shifted from passive to active, from retreat to embrace.
Gu Chengyin felt Lin Qingyan’s reply, and a sly smile flickered deep in his eyes.
That smile was hidden cunningly deep—so deep that if they weren’t pressed this close together,
if his eyelashes weren’t almost brushing hers, Lin Qingyan would never have noticed.
But this wicked man was smiling. He was smiling because her body was being honest with him.
Lin Qingyan grew even more furious.
Yet, instead of pushing him away, her fingers tightened further around his wrist.
Gu Chengyin’s kisses parted from her lips, traveling along the corner of her mouth, her jaw, her neck, moving all the way down.
His movements were slow—so slow it felt like his lips were measuring the temperature of every inch of her skin.
His lips pressed against the curve of her neck, feeling her pulse race beneath.
It was beating faster than his own, as if a frightened rabbit was sprinting through her veins.
“Chengcheng…”
Lin Qingyan’s voice had already turned a little husky: “There’s… still business to take care of…”
“Mm.”
Gu Chengyin hummed in acknowledgment, his lips not leaving her neck:
“I know.”
“Then you…”
“So I’m making the most of my time.”
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.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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】
