Gu Chengyin let out a deep sigh, but said nothing.
At a time like this, words were unnecessary when facing Luo Zhao’s provocation.
Any verbal response would only encourage her, making her bolder, more arrogant, and even more insufferable.
So Gu Chengyin chose action.
He reached into her clothes.
The next moment, Luo Zhao found herself completely unable to move, as though her acupoints had been sealed.
Because Gu Chengyin had seized her greatest weakness.
It was hidden deep, in a place so private and secretive that even she herself rarely touched it.
And now, Gu Chengyin had it firmly in his grasp.
Luo Zhao’s mind went blank. Instinctively, she clutched at the front of Gu Chengyin’s robes.
Having her weakness seized was frightening enough.
What was even more terrifying was that Luo Zhao could clearly feel the slow, deliberate rubbing.
Right against the place least able to withstand teasing.
The friction was like a feather lightly brushing over a sensitive point, then spreading in all directions—through her abdomen, her chest, and her limbs.
At last, it converged at the crown of her head and burst into a silent firework.
Luo Zhao instantly went limp, as though every bone had been drawn from her body.
She collapsed into Gu Chengyin’s arms, unable even to support herself.
Her breathing grew rapid and ragged, her chest heaving violently.
The movement was so pronounced that even she felt embarrassed by it.
But she could not control herself. Her body no longer belonged to her.
And precisely because of that, Luo Zhao became obedient once more.
All her earlier provocations shattered into scraps and powder.
She buried her face against Gu Chengyin’s chest, afraid to raise her head or look at him.
She did not even dare breathe too heavily, because every breath made her body tremble.
And every tremor was sensed by Gu Chengyin, who would then respond.
Sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly; sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly; sometimes squeezing, sometimes rubbing.
Each response left Luo Zhao’s mind even blanker and her body even softer.
Gu Chengyin lowered his head and pressed his lips to the curve of Luo Zhao’s ear.
“Your Highness, does it feel good?”
Luo Zhao shuddered all over. The question was far too direct.
So direct that it left her no room even to invent a lie.
All she could do was tell the truth, her voice soft as freshly made cotton candy.
It was as sweet and sticky as a bowl of red-bean porridge simmered for hours, carrying a coyness so unfamiliar that even she hardly recognized it.
“Feels… good.”
By the time the two words rolled off her tongue, Luo Zhao’s face had flushed to its deepest red.
The heat had not begun in her cheeks. It had started in her chest, like a fire burning inside her body.
The flames spread from her heart along her veins in every direction.
They scorched her chest, her neck, and her chin.
At last, they burst across her face like a flower of breathtakingly seductive beauty.
The tips of Luo Zhao’s ears were red enough to drip blood, while her neck was flushed like clouds dyed by the setting sun.
Her entire body was veiled in a faint crimson glow, appearing especially vivid and alluring beneath the moonlight.
Looking at the beauty in his arms, Gu Chengyin’s heart stirred.
It was not because of her appearance, though she truly was beautiful—beautiful enough to make it impossible to look away.
It was because of the way Luo Zhao had answered him.
The Crown Prince, normally cold and aloof in court, was now responding obediently in a soft, sweet voice.
The contrast was simply too great.
So great that even Gu Chengyin had to admit it.
Her Highness truly was full of surprises.
This was not deliberate seduction, nor was it intentional enticement.
It was like a flower that did not need to deliberately release its fragrance. Its very existence was fragrance enough.
If things continued this way, then barring any unforeseen circumstances, he would probably end up devouring Luo Zhao.
What of weighing gains and losses? What of calculating the consequences?
Before overwhelming beauty and temperament, none of that mattered.
Besides, Luo Zhao’s contrast was simply too striking. It was so striking that even Gu Chengyin—
Even he, a man who always maintained his reason and composure—
felt that he was about to lose control.
Luo Zhao’s appearance, her bearing, her voice, her reactions…
All of them combined to create an attraction that was deadly, irresistible, and more dangerous than any poison.
Even if it meant facing ruin afterward, he could deal with that afterward.
The thought was dangerous. Gu Chengyin knew that.
It was a typical case of enjoying himself first and paying the price later—the kind of thought only someone blinded by desire would entertain.
He was not that kind of person. He had never allowed desire to rise above reason.
Yet when that thought appeared, Gu Chengyin actually found himself thinking that perhaps it would not be so bad.
But just then, his breathing caught.
He forcibly crushed the thought, then steadied his mind and focused his breathing, trying to let reason take control of his mind once more.
At the same time, he sighed inwardly.
There really were too many temptations on the path of cultivation.
First there had been Lin Qingyan, so perfect that he had no way to resist her.
Then Shangguan Yunying, who possessed no tricks or techniques at all—only pure affection and love.
And now there was Luo Zhao, the dignified Crown Prince, who was willingly becoming his most obedient little dog.
From a subjective point of view, then, there seemed to be no need for him to hesitate over his relationship with Luo Zhao.
She called him Master and acted as his most obedient little dog.
She was willing to do anything for him, including allowing herself to be stripped bare atop the tower.
Luo Zhao had handed herself over to him completely.
Her body, her mind, and her soul—all of it had been placed in his hands.
Gu Chengyin no longer needed to test her, confirm anything, or lay down any further groundwork.
All he needed to do was take her thoroughly—to the point that she could not get out of bed.
To the point that she would cry and beg for mercy, and never again dare to act arrogantly before him.
But from an objective point of view, Luo Zhao was simply too special.
She was unlike Lin Qingyan and Shangguan Yunying. With them, once their feelings reached that point, taking the next step would come naturally.
There was no need to consider so many things. They could even remain together in the future.
But Luo Zhao was different.
She was the Crown Prince, the future Empress of Great Luo.
That legitimacy was like a mountain pressing down upon Luo Zhao’s shoulders—and upon Gu Chengyin’s heart as well.
Luo Zhao’s fate was already bound to the fortune of Great Luo, to the welfare of its common people, and to the destiny of the land itself.
If Gu Chengyin took Luo Zhao, it would mean that, until he ascended, he would have to keep her in his heart.
Whenever anything happened to Great Luo, he could not simply stand by and ignore it.
Because if something happened to Great Luo, then something had happened to Luo Zhao.
And if something happened to Luo Zhao, Gu Chengyin would have to intervene.
At least until he completed the path of Absolute Emotions, he would have to take responsibility.
This was not something he could choose. It was a duty he would have to shoulder.
Therefore, the price of taking Luo Zhao was far beyond anything Lin Qingyan or Shangguan Yunying could compare with.
That was the true reason Gu Chengyin had never made up his mind.
It was also why he had never truly hesitated over Lin Qingyan or Shangguan Yunying—
yet remained endlessly conflicted where Luo Zhao was concerned.
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.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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
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!
