Xiang Jingpeng and the three men with him entered the elevator first.
Su Yan was the last to step in.
As the four turned around, they caught sight of a stunning beauty joining them.
Unable to resist, they exchanged knowing glances at Su Yan’s figure.
Finally, egged on by his three mentors, Xiang Jingpeng took the initiative and said to Su Yan:
"Hey beautiful, you look really familiar!"
"Have we met somewhere before?"
Su Yan flashed a mocking smile.
Without hesitation, she turned to face him and replied,
"Oh? You seem like a complete stranger to me."
Xiang Jingpeng’s heart raced when the beauty turned to engage with him.
Even though Su Yan wore sunglasses,
her curvaceous figure and flawless features
sent a surge of heat through him.
Puffing out his chest, he proudly introduced himself:
"Ever heard of the War God Martial Arts Academy in Jiangcheng City?"
"Well, I’m the master of that very academy."
Su Yan feigned surprise.
"So you’re the shady master of the War God Academy?"
"I’ve heard your place is a total mess—full of freaks."
Xiang Jingpeng was speechless.
He hadn’t realized his academy had such a terrible reputation.
Damn that Chen Feng and his rumors.
Awkwardly, he defended,
"That’s all just lies spread by Chen Feng."
"Our academy is harmonious, filled with love, kindness, and beauty."
Su Yan nearly laughed out loud.
She pressed on, "Is that so?"
Xiang Jingpeng put on a solemn face.
"Of course! If you don’t believe me, I can take you for a tour."
"If you’re free, I can take you right after I finish my business here."
Su Yan pretended to be thrilled.
"Really? You’d do that for me?"
"I’d love to see what the War God Academy is really like."
"Let’s go together—just wait for you to wrap things up, okay?"
Xiang Jingpeng smirked, feeling his scheme was working.
"Absolutely!"
Once this beauty stepped into his academy,
he had countless ways to force her into submission.
Su Yan stayed by Xiang Jingpeng’s side, not leaving the elevator,
until they arrived at Chen Feng’s doorstep.
The three mentors subtly gave their master a thumbs-up.
Xiang Jingpeng’s ego swelled with satisfaction.
One mentor stepped forward and knocked.
Soon, the door opened.
The moment Liu Weiwei saw Xiang Jingpeng,
her brows furrowed. "What are you doing here?"
Xiang Jingpeng chuckled.
"I’m here to give you an opportunity."
"Chen Feng is finished. Joining the Devouring Sky Club is a serious crime."
"As the academy master, once he’s arrested, the Chosen Martial Arts Academy will cease to exist."
"Return to the War God Academy, and I’ll give you the highest treatment."
Just then, Jin Youxi appeared behind Liu Weiwei.
Seeing Xiang Jingpeng trying to poach another disciple,
she recalled how Xiao Ruohan had been lured away before.
Anxiety crept into her as she watched Liu Weiwei,
afraid her junior sister might choose to go back.
How heartbroken their master would be.
Without thinking, Jin Youxi wrapped her arms around Liu Weiwei’s.
Sensing her distress, Liu Weiwei quickly reassured her,
"Don’t worry! I won’t betray Master like Xiao Ruohan did."
"I’ll always have only one master."
BANG!
The door slammed shut.
Xiang Jingpeng scowled, humiliated in front of the beauty.
He shouted at the closed door,
"Don’t you dare disrespect me!"
"I could crush you with a snap of my fingers—make you beg on your knees!"
With that, he turned to his men.
"Let’s go."
"Just wait and see how I deal with her."
"A mere martial apprentice, thinking she’s untouchable?"
"I’ll make her crawl back to me."
Su Yan revealed a mocking smile.
"The gym owner is really impressive, huh!"
Xiang Jingpeng cleared his throat awkwardly.
Realizing he had gotten carried away and lost his composure.
"I'm not usually like this."
"But in Jiangcheng, very few dare disrespect me like this."
The three instructors beside him quickly chimed in:
"Liu Weiwei is utterly ungrateful, forgetting all the training our War God Gym provided."
"Now that Chen Feng's identity with the Devouring Sky Club is exposed, she still refuses to wake up."
"The owner is too kind-hearted for taking her back—no one else would dare."
Listening to them, Su Yan understood exactly what kind of "kindness" they meant.
She decided to give them a taste of her own brand of kindness.
Xiang Jingpeng personally drove Su Yan to the War God Gym.
He gave her a grand tour of the facilities.
"That's our training hall."
"Over there is the martial arts archive."
...
Finally, he led her into his office.
"This is my office—make yourself comfortable."
"Let me brew some tea for you."
Su Yan chuckled.
"No need for formalities. I prefer things... direct."
Direct?
Xiang Jingpeng froze.
Were young people this bold nowadays?
Not that he minded.
Then Su Yan sat on the sofa and raised her palm toward him.
Activating the Star-Swallowing Technique instantly.
Xiang Jingpeng staggered, his body lurching forward uncontrollably.
As a master-level fighter, he barely stabilized his stance.
Pointing at Su Yan in shock, he gasped,
"You know martial arts!"
"What... what technique is this?"
The overwhelming suction force reminded him of one legendary skill.
Su Yan grinned.
"It's called the Star-Swallowing Technique. I'm sure you've heard of it."
Xiang Jingpeng's eyes widened.
The confirmation matched his worst fear.
Before he could react, Su Yan channeled all her energy into the technique.
Chairs and furniture flew toward her in the vortex.
Xiang Jingpeng, too, was dragged forward helplessly.
"Wind God Legs!"
Knowing he stood no chance, Xiang Jingpeng refused to surrender. He launched a desperate counterattack.
But a violent repulsive force smashed against his legs,
sending him crashing into the wall.
Bookshelves splintered into flying debris.
Outside the office, the three eavesdropping instructors heard the commotion.
They banged on the door, shouting:
"Owner! Are you okay?"
"What's happening in there?"
Xiang Jingpeng grasped at this lifeline.
He tried to yell, but blood gushed from his mouth instead.
Then the suction returned—stronger this time.
Defenseless, his body hurtled toward Su Yan.
With his last strength, he screamed:
"HELP!"
The word barely escaped before Su Yan's palm seized him.
Abandoning the Star-Swallowing Technique, she switched to the North Star Divine Art.
Xiang Jingpeng convulsed as if electrocuted, his body paralyzed.
His life force surged violently into Su Yan's grasp.
The three instructors kicked down the door—
only to see their once-portly owner now emaciated,
his face ghostly pale, eyes vacant.
A terrifying organization flashed through their minds.
Devourer Club!
They never expected that the woman the gym owner brought back was actually from the Devourer Club.
The three of them knew their limits.
Seeing that even Xiang Jingpeng, a master-level cultivator, was no match for her,
they understood that as mere advanced martial artists, they stood no chance either.
Without hesitation, they turned and fled, intending to call for reinforcements.
But in front of Su Yan, an grandmaster-level fighter,
these advanced martial artists weren’t even qualified to struggle.
The Devouring Star Technique activated once more.
Like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves,
the three were helplessly pulled back, unable to resist in the slightest.
With a wave of her hand, Su Yan shut the office door again.
Gazing at them with a playful smile, she said:
"Let’s hurry this up—I still have to get to Sacred Capital soon."
"Who’s going first? Or would you prefer to come at me together?"
"Either way works for me."
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?"
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...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
