What was even harder for Feng Tengyun to accept was this.
Among the personnel of the Martial Arts Guild who arrested him,
the female captain leading the team actually took a fancy to his handsome self.
Moreover, she was from the Liu family, one of the Nine Great Families.
She didn't care about his bone structure or aptitude at all.
Nor did she care if he had money.
She only liked his face.
During the time he was imprisoned,
Feng Tengyun experienced the most unforgettable period of his life.
Bound and completely incapable of resisting,
he was left at the mercy of that Liu family member, reduced to a plaything.
Feng Tengyun's heart completely died at that time.
The most melodramatic part was that she actually got pregnant.
Their affair was also discovered by the family.
In order to avoid punishment from her family,
she forced him to marry into the Liu family as a live-in son-in-law.
Although she was just an unvalued collateral descendant,
for him, it was considered a meteoric rise.
But upon returning home, he discovered that his parents had been retaliated against and were both dead.
The first thing Feng Tengyun did after rising to power was to destroy his former martial arts dojo.
He still remembered the question he asked when he personally killed his ex-girlfriend.
"Why would you rather be someone's mistress and betray me!"
His ex-girlfriend's tragic smile at the time was still vivid in his mind.
"Because following you meant always being bullied, always being looked down upon, and always living a life of poverty."
"But being a mistress doesn't."
At this moment, Feng Tengyun rarely revealed a hint of a helpless smile.
He had long since moved past what happened.
Even though it was etched in his bones and engraved in his heart.
Relying on the Liu family's connections, he came into contact with the Nine Yin Manual.
And later he found that he was highly compatible with this martial arts cultivation method.
Because of this, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.
To obtain more cultivation methods from the Martial Arts Guild,
he acted like a subservient dog, bearing the burden of hard work and blame, completely obeying the family's arrangements.
Finally, following orders, he joined the Secret Division of the Martial Arts Guild.
Until he became the Consul of the Secret Division.
His edges had been completely smoothed out.
Looking back,
the poor boy who was once full of longing for the future had the ultimate dream of standing on the stage of a martial arts tournament and achieving a top-ten rank in the city.
Then bringing the prize money home to give to his parents.
Unfortunately, his parents never got to see it before they died.
And he himself never stood in the arena.
Feng Tengyun sighed softly.
"After all these years, out of everyone I've lost,"
"the one I miss the most is myself."
"The me back then had dreams, had hope, and the world in my heart was clean and beautiful."
He looked at the devastated Holy City CBD, his expression returning to the calmness of an ancient well.
"Dreams can make a person, and they can also destroy a person."
"Everyone has to face reality."
"I hope that in the future, the person you miss is not your past self."
He dispelled the energy of his Nine Yin Bone Claw.
Carrying Gu Yang, he turned around and walked toward the direction where Wei Qianqiu was fighting.
At this moment, the sky had turned completely dark.
However, the sky continuously bloomed with glittering golden sunflowers.
The Ancient Clan Martial Saints were now down to seventy-four people.
They looked at Wei Qianqiu in despair.
A deep sense of powerlessness rose in their hearts.
The Spirit Crane, watching the battle from afar, suddenly spoke:
"This person already has the bearing of a Martial God."
"If it weren't for the sixty-four Ghost Tombs of Kunlun suppressing the destiny of the human race,"
"she would definitely have survived the tribulation and become a god by now."
Qianqian asked in astonishment:
"Are you saying that the sixty-four Ghost Tombs are suppressing the human race's destiny?"
"Why suppress the human race's destiny?"
The Spirit Crane shook its head.
"I don't know either!"
"Originally, the destiny of spirit beasts was also suppressed by the Eight Great Forbidden Grounds; the Flood Dragon should never have been able to transform into a true dragon."
"But thousands of years ago, the Lihuo Forbidden Ground was broken, and Yin Hu escaped from it."
"Only then did the Flood Dragon have its grand plan of transforming into a dragon brewing for thousands of years."
Just as the person and the crane were discussing,
another unexpected change happened to Chen Feng.
A familiar figure, sporting a large pregnant belly, walked up to Chen Feng.
Blood-red long hair fluttered in the wind.
Even in the dark night, it was so conspicuous.
Chen Feng was currently panting like a bull.
Even his martial arts phantom had begun to dim.
He watched as severely injured children were dug out one by one from the building.
He could only grit his teeth and keep holding on.
It was just that the Ancient Clan was severely short-handed right now.
After the two rounds of slaughter by Mi Chuan and Feng Tengyun,
there were less than twenty people left with sound limbs who could still move.
Their rescue capabilities were truly limited.
However, a woman had already taken the infant from Chen Feng's hands and carried it out of the building's vicinity.
Chen Feng looked at the approaching person, his expression somewhat ugly.
The newcomer was none other than the first disciple he had taken in his life.
Xiao Ruohan!
"Master, you sure look pathetic, don't you?"
Xiao Ruohan brushed the long hair from her forehead and tucked it behind her ear.
Her snow-colored long hair cascaded down to her calves, like a waterfall.
Just like her color-changing long hair,
the unapproachable aura of the icy beauty from her youth was completely gone.
The current Xiao Ruohan only exuded endless charm and seductiveness.
Thick eyeliner, bright red lips.
Her champagne-colored cut-out qipao looked as if it was about to burst, trembling with every step she took.
Drifting with the wind was the scent of citrus and jasmine perfume.
Chen Feng was in no mood to pay any attention to Xiao Ruohan at this moment.
He kept blinking,
trying to squeeze out the sweat that had flowed into his eyes.
Sweat continuously dripped from the tip of his nose, having already left a large puddle on the ground.
Xiao Ruohan could see that Chen Feng was at the end of his rope.
She walked fearlessly up to her former master.
Then she bent down, bringing her face close to Chen Feng's eyes.
Enjoying Chen Feng's heavy breathing,
Xiao Ruohan took a deep breath.
Her expression was indescribably excited.
She reached out and gently stroked Chen Feng's sweat-covered cheek.
"Master! Why have you always refused to forgive me?"
"I am your most outstanding disciple!"
"You only taught me seventeen palms! I comprehended the eighteenth palm on my own!"
"I am now at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, are you proud of me?"
Chen Feng now completely closed his eyes.
He had no extra strength left to speak.
Nor did he want to look at the disgusting Xiao Ruohan.
Seeing that Chen Feng was unwilling to open his eyes to look at her,
a ferocious smile instantly curled up at the corners of Xiao Ruohan's mouth.
"I don't understand why you are so cruel to me!"
"I joined the War God Dojo, and you guys destroyed the War God Dojo."
"I joined the Duan family, and you exterminated the Duan family."
"Now I've joined the Ancient Clan, and you and those damn disciples of yours want to subvert the Ancient Clan too."
"Why! Why do you have to oppose me at every turn!"
"Just because I betrayed you back then?"
Seeing Chen Feng remain silent, Xiao Ruohan smiled maliciously:
"I actually prefer the silent type."
"Then you just enjoy yourself!"
"Make sure you don't make a sound!"
Saying that, she bit directly onto Chen Feng's lips, ravaging them while biting off a chunk of flesh.
Half of Chen Feng's lower lip was instantly gone.
He looked incomparably miserable.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ruohan's face was filled with excitement.
"Master, get ready to become a part of my body!"
The next moment,
Xiao Ruohan only felt a severe pain all over her body.
Her originally blocked meridians were instantly blasted open.
Her vitality and cultivation directly broke through the shackles of the Martial Venerable realm.
Then came endless comfort.
She never imagined that Chen Feng's flesh and blood would have such a miraculous effect.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
