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  • The Grotesque Miss’s End Story v2c63p1

    Chapter 63: Miss Knight, This is Called Getting Even p1

    The darkness that had enveloped the sky finally began to dissipate. At the same time, the crimson crescent moon gradually dimmed until it vanished without a trace.

    In its place, countless stars emerged, scattered across the sky above Victoria. The clear sky was devoid of clouds, revealing a boundless expanse of stars, as if one could reach out and pluck them from the heavens.

    Elsa tilted her head back, her mouth slightly agape. She had clearly never seen such a beautiful and brilliant starry night, her face filled with wonder.

    “Wow, what a beautiful sky…”

    “It is beautiful.”

    Luo Ling looked up at the stars, suddenly thinking of a girl very similar to herself. A faint smile appeared on her lips. “I feel… Stasha would really like this.”

    This would be the place of that girl’s dreams, the girl who chased fireflies and starry skies.

    “Who?”

    Elsa paused, turning to look at Luo Ling.

    She seemed to have heard an unfamiliar name from Miss Luo Ling…

    Could it be… the older sister Miss Luo Ling just mentioned?

    “A rather well-behaved girl, you wouldn’t know her,” Luo Ling replied, stroking Elsa’s hair.

    “Ah, I don’t know her…”

    Elsa’s expression changed slightly. Hearing those words, it seemed this Miss Stasha wasn’t even the sister mentioned earlier.

    When did Miss Luo Ling meet another girl she didn’t know?

    “I’m well-behaved too,” Elsa said, puffing out her cheeks.

    Luo Ling was taken aback by Elsa’s reaction and chuckled helplessly. “Yes, yes, Elsa is very well-behaved too.”

    Elsa nodded with satisfaction, enjoying Luo Ling’s caress.

    But soon, she came to her senses, realizing something was amiss. “Wait, wasn’t it midday when we left the apartment? Why is it suddenly night?”

    Elsa looked around, noticing the scenery seemed different from the area around their apartment. It was desolate, almost completely devoid of people.

    Turning her head, Elsa was startled. The three-story apartment building was now just a frame, filled with tools, as if still under construction.

    It was different from what she knew, yet also… not much different.

    “Is this… Victoria?” Elsa couldn’t help but ask. “It feels familiar, but not quite…”

    “Yes, this is Victoria, but… not the normal Victoria. It’s a Kingdom.”

    Luo Ling sensed everything around her. She could vaguely grasp everything within this Kingdom, but it was like through a thin veil, a slightly awkward feeling, an indirect rather than direct control.

    It was simple: she was the owner of this Kingdom, but… also not.

    This was Linna’s Kingdom.

    —The Kingdom, “Starry Victoria.”

    Luo Ling was indirectly controlling this Kingdom through Linna, which was why it felt awkward. Although Linna had become a part of her, she still possessed her own consciousness.

    However, she hadn’t expected Linna to acquire a Kingdom…

    Miss Iris had emptied her pockets, incurred a mountain of debt, and even risked her life to barely seize Twilight Victoria.

    Although this was partly because the Kingdom Miss Iris desired had to possess the characteristic of immortality and couldn’t be just any Kingdom, it was… still extremely valuable.

    Don’t assume that because Victoria had experienced seventy-four collapses, there were seventy-four Kingdoms. In reality, most Boundary collapses didn’t form Kingdoms, and under certain conditions, an indefinite number of Kingdoms could be born.

    The number of existing Kingdoms was unknown, but it certainly wasn’t very large.

    Of course, not all Kingdoms were solely owned. More often, a group of Grotesquery Apostles shared a Kingdom. Victoria was large enough to accommodate millions of people.

    Even though Kingdoms were different from the real world, with extremely limited resources, supporting tens of thousands of people wasn’t a problem.

    “Kingdom?”

    Elsa tilted her head, confused.

    Although she had entered Iris’s Kingdom, Twilight Victoria, before, Iris had erased all her memories of being within the Kingdom before she left.

    “You can think of it as an abnormal Boundary, born during a Boundary collapse, preserving a fragment of the Boundary at a specific point in time.”

    Luo Ling explained the concept of a Kingdom to Elsa while checking on her teammates’ conditions.

    Among the three injured teammates, Eve’s injuries were the most severe. Even though Luo Ling had made thorough preparations and immediately used Puppet Ballad’s first ability, Proliferation, to heal her, the loss of life force was real.

    Streaks of grey now appeared in the Iron Fist maid’s hair, wrinkles formed at the corners of her eyes, and her skin had taken on a sallow hue.

    Grotesquery abilities weren’t without a price. This was the result of Luo Ling suppressing the Puppet Ballad’s instincts and not devouring Eve’s flesh and blood. Under normal circumstances, after such treatment by the Puppet Ballad, one would be half-dead.

    Miracles and magic weren’t free.

    Of course, this aging wasn’t permanent. With time and care, her body could recover. However, for a while, Miss Eve would become Aunt Eve, or even Grandma Eve.

    The essence of the Puppet Ballad was still Silent Demise, not Myriad. Luo Ling couldn’t replenish Eve’s life force.

    “At least she’s alright,” Luo Ling breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat reassured.

    Surviving a surprise attack by a Ninth-Order Awakened One wielding an Authority was already fortunate. Expecting to be completely unharmed was wishful thinking.

    Cen Xiangyun and Lu Manqing’s injuries were less serious. Cheng Jianming seemed to have held back. Cen Xiangyun suffered from ability backlash and scattered inspiration. Although she looked frightening with blood trickling from her orifices, it wasn’t fatal.

    With treatment from a true Myriad Path Awakened One and a few days of rest, she should fully recover.

    Compared to Cen Xiangyun, Lu Manqing’s condition was slightly more serious, but she had merely fainted from blood loss.

    Cheng Jianming, as a professional killer, was precise with his attacks. Lu Manqing’s blood loss could also be recovered through recuperation.

    Awakened Ones’ physiques were still far superior to ordinary humans, including their ability to recover from injuries.

    However…

    While examining Lu Manqing’s injuries, Luo Ling inadvertently noticed something unusual. A glint of silver caught her eye, coming from near Lu Manqing’s ankle.

    Luo Ling crouched down, pulling up Lu Manqing’s pant leg. Her expression immediately turned serious. “This is… Wait, why does Lu Manqing have this?”

    A plain metal ring encircled Lu Manqing’s ankle, looking strangely familiar to Luo Ling.

    She pondered for a moment, then took a ring from her hair. Comparing the two, her expression darkened. “Identical… How could Lu Manqing have something belonging to the Gypsy Girl?

    “Oh wait, the Gypsy Girl knew her father, Old Ji…”

    If they knew each other, Old Ji might have called in a favor from the Speakers, just like the plant Fiona received, which could be given to others.

    Lu Manqing’s ring might have been given to her by Old Ji.

    However… Luo Ling always felt that Lu Manqing was somewhat mysterious, her abilities not quite resembling those of the Myriad Path.

    Of course, Lu Manqing wasn’t a Grotesquery. Luo Ling’s judgment on this was extremely accurate.

    But regardless, at least towards this team, Lu Manqing’s feelings were genuine.

    After treating her teammates’ injuries, Luo Ling pondered what to do with them.

    Elsa was a given. She couldn’t stay with the Company any longer. Since Linna had acquired a Kingdom, Elsa, as her Apostle, now had a place to belong.

    Within Starry Victoria, Luo Ling and Linna were the absolute rulers.

    As for the others…

    Cen Xiangyun and Lu Manqing both had influential backgrounds. Many of Cen Xiangyun’s family elders were P8-level specialists in the Company, holding managerial positions in various branches, and one was even a P9 branch director.

    It could be said that Cen Xiangyun had been tied to the Company since birth. This was also why Cheng Jianming hadn’t killed her.

    Lu Manqing’s background was no less impressive. Before his abilities were crippled, her father, Old Ji, was one of the top Other Shore Path Awakened Ones outside the Speakers.

    Even though Old Ji was crippled, her mother was still the P9 director of the Wellington branch. These close family ties were enough to spare Lu Manqing from Cheng Jianming’s sword.

    Luo Ling didn’t intend to do anything with these two teammates. They had witnessed “Luo Ling’s death,” and they clearly saw the killer, Cheng Jianming.

    Most importantly, their safety wasn’t Luo Ling’s concern. Their families would naturally make arrangements.

    Besides, taking Cen Xiangyun and Lu Manqing with her would only cause more trouble.

    The question was… what to do with the Iron Fist Maid, Eve?

    Although Eve was a duke’s daughter in the real world, a true lady of high society, that was merely a worldly identity, holding little influence in the Awakened world.

    Unless she was like Odeletta, a princess whose influence extended across a region, and in a delicate foreign land at that. If young Odeletta had died back then, it might have triggered many unnecessary incidents.

    It might even have directly affected the Company’s plans. That was why Frick, the traitor of the Hunt team, wanted to protect Odeletta and help her escape.

    “Eve…”

    A glint flickered in Luo Ling’s eyes.

    She had initially wondered why Cheng Jianming had targeted Eve first, not her or Elsa. She only understood after seeing Cheng Jianming take out the Purgatory larva.

    It wasn’t because Eve posed a greater threat. For Cheng Jianming, a Ninth-Order Awakened One wielding an Authority-level Sacred Tool, there wasn’t much difference between a Seventh-Order and a lower-ranked Awakened One. They were all just one sword strike away from death.

    Killing Eve first was simply to quickly activate the Purgatory larva and reform the Incubation Barrier.

    …How similar to what happened back then.

    Judging from this situation, the Company had likely initiated a Boundary collapse plan similar to the one from back then, to erase any irreversible mistakes.

    Back then, the Company had made some unknown error, leading to the arrival of the “Immortality” Taboo disaster.

    Then the Harbingers intervened, and Artist conducted his ascension ritual. In the end, the Company turned the tables, using the Boundary collapse to rectify their mistake and interrupting Artist’s ascension, severing his future.

    Even when they went to Jiangcheng County, Artist still held a deep fear of the Company.

    This reactivated plan forced Luo Ling to shift her attention from the Harbingers to the Company, re-evaluating the game being played in Victoria, wondering how many pieces each side still held hidden.

    “To be safe, Eve can’t go back.”

    Luo Ling extended her hand, fungal threads spreading across Eve’s body, dominating her flesh and blood.

    Of course, Luo Ling didn’t intend to turn Eve into a Grotesquery like Linna, making her a part of herself.

    To most Awakened Ones, Grotesqueries were terrifying monsters.

    Even back then, Luo Ling had only resorted to such drastic measures to save Linna’s life, willing to do anything to bring her back. She had even prepared herself for Linna’s resentment.

    Eve’s injuries weren’t so severe that she needed to become a Grotesquery to survive. Luo Ling naturally wouldn’t make such a decision on her own.

    Nor could she casually reveal her identity to Eve. After all… Grotesqueries were Grotesqueries, humans were humans, and the difference between them was vast.

    Not everyone was like Linna and Elsa, able to accept the fact that Luo Ling was a Grotesquery.

    So Luo Ling used domination to sustain Eve’s life, keeping her consciousness dormant until her lost life force was restored.

    Otherwise, if Eve returned in her current aged state, it would cause a lot of trouble, both for Luo Ling and Eve herself.

    The Company wouldn’t overlook any clues related to Cheng Jianming’s death.

    However… taking Eve away without a trace might also raise suspicions.

    Luo Ling thought for a moment, and a… slightly mischievous idea came to mind. Even she found it a bit strange.

    “Should I… impersonate Eve?”

    Through this experiment, Luo Ling had more or less mastered the technique of using Proliferation to create clones. The fake Luo Ling she created was indistinguishable from the real one, even to Elsa, who was closest to her.

  • As a villain, I just want them to behave 247

    Chapter 247: The Honey Trap

    Meggie Liran didn’t have time to think. She quickly jumped off the table.

    Her clothes weren’t just disheveled, they were practically in tatters. Her once luxurious attire was now ripped and torn, with a gaping hole just below her chest.

    But it was too late to escape now that she had heard Chrissy’s voice.

    Meggie Liran frantically searched for a place to hide, finally settling for sitting on Kailun’s lap, using his body to shield herself from Chrissy’s view.

    “Make Chrissy stop, or I’ll…”

    Meggie Liran was panicking. She couldn’t let Chrissy see her in this state. Her image would be completely ruined.

    “Or you’ll what?” Kailun chuckled, repeating her words.

    He had reminded Chrissy to “play her role” before calling her over, so she was walking much slower than usual, giving Meggie Liran a chance to struggle.

    Seeing her on the verge of tears, Kailun waved to Chrissy, his back facing her. “Chrissy, can you please pour me a cup of hot tea?”

    “No problem. But who’s sitting on your lap? They look familiar.”

    From over twenty meters away, Chrissy could only see a woman sitting on Kailun’s lap, her legs the only visible part.

    She claimed to recognize those legs but pretended not to know who they belonged to, playing along with Kailun.

    “Oh, this is a pet I caught in the Temple. She looks pretty, so I’m thinking of ‘tasting’ her.”

    Kailun looked down at the hidden Pope, his voice full of amusement.

    “I understand. I’ll go pour you some tea.” Chrissy chuckled to herself and left the library.

    As soon as Chrissy left, Meggie Liran tried to jump off Kailun’s lap and escape, but he wouldn’t let her go.

    “I’m not done talking yet. Wait a moment.”

    He reminded her, “Besides dealing with the rebels tomorrow, you also have to keep an eye on the teleportation magic circle. I might need to use it. If anything unexpected happens, inform me immediately. If you hide anything from me, I’ll ‘take care of you’ in front of Chrissy next time I come back, understand?”

    “I understand.”

    Meggie Liran glared at Kailun resentfully.

    “Go now. Remember to be available when I need you.” Kailun removed the slave collar from her neck, restoring her strength.

    “Hmph!”

    Now free, she looked directly into his eyes, struggling to suppress the urge to crush his throat.

    The contract restricted her from harming Kailun or anyone around him, even indirectly.

    This contract was comprehensive, with almost no loopholes. She had signed an indefinite “deed of sale.”

    Now, she not only had to handle the Temple’s affairs but also teach Chrissy magic. She was basically a tool.

    “If you give me that look again, I’ll punish you even more severely.”

    Kailun squeezed a sensitive spot on her chest.

    “Hiss~”

    Pain and a strange sensation coursed through her body, making her tremble.

    Unable to stay any longer, Meggie Liran glared at Kailun and teleported back to her room.

    She needed to cleanse her “defiled” body and find a suitable excuse to explain everything to Chrissy.

    She couldn’t tell Chrissy that Kailun had suddenly had a change of heart and let her go, could she?

    “Damn you, Kailun! I’ll get my revenge one day!”

    Lying in the bathtub, Meggie Liran tried to encourage herself. She needed more excuses to justify her wrong decisions.

    But she knew that her chances of turning the tables were slim after signing that contract. She had completely sold herself out.

    She curled up in the bathtub, hugging her knees, looking vulnerable instead of strong.

    ……

    Ten minutes later, Chrissy returned to the library with a freshly brewed cup of hot tea.

    She placed the teacup on the table in front of Kailun and sat on his lap.

    “How does the Pope taste? Is she as delicious as me?” She sniffed the air around Kailun. “Such a strong scent. It seems you had fun.”

    Kailun wrapped one arm around Chrissy’s slender waist and took a sip of tea with the other. “Not bad. Although her movements were clumsy and she resisted, her expressions were quite rich. It was a good experience, worthy of praise. The biggest problem is her boring fashion sense. You can teach her sometime.”

    “You’re actually answering my question seriously. You really are a pervert. And why didn’t you call me over sooner? It’s such a pity to miss such a good show.”

    Chrissy sighed.

    Kailun placed the teacup back on the table. “If you keep pushing her, she might bash her head against the wall. Wait a little longer. Once she gets used to it, I’ll call you over to join us.”

    Chrissy: “Okay, I’ll listen to you. So, are you leaving tomorrow? Is it okay to leave all these troublesome matters to the Pope?”

    Kailun: “If she can’t even handle the aftermath, it means she’s incompetent. Then I’ll arrange for someone else to replace her.”

    However, the possibility of that happening was low. Meggie Liran had been the Pope for over ten years. Ordinary problems wouldn’t be a challenge for her.

    The only slight issue was Paul, but he was in a very precarious situation. Not only was he being manipulated by Kailun, but he was also surrounded by enemies.

    Meggie Liran and the other Cardinals alone could easily suppress him, let alone Helena, whom Kailun had left behind.

    As for Chrissy, her role was mainly to monitor Meggie Liran. Even with the same attribute boost, her combat power might not be as strong as Helena’s.

    Chrissy snuggled closer to Kailun. “It seems you’ve arranged everything. Please be careful tomorrow. I have a bad feeling about the Empress. From the division of the Temple of the Celestial God to the current invitation, she’s been surprisingly calm, as if she doesn’t care about the gains and losses.”

    “I know. I’ve made several preparations. Whether it’s attacking or retreating, I have the initiative. Moreover, I’ll be taking Afra with me. With her support, many problems can be easily solved.”

    Kailun reviewed his plan for tomorrow. There hadn’t been any major changes.

    Except for Alaye, the entire world was peaceful. The previous turmoil had subsided.

    Especially the White Jade Alliance, which had suffered continuous defeats. They had sealed off their borders and refused to take any action, choosing to watch from the sidelines.

    Everyone knew that a battle between Kailun and the Temple of the Celestial God was inevitable, but they didn’t know the exact time.

    “Oh~”

    Chrissy wasn’t interested in continuing this topic. She leaned against Kailun, feeling a sense of security.

    In the past, her mind would have been filled with lust. She would have immediately ripped off his pants and taken him, enjoying herself to the fullest.

    But now, she was more content with this feeling of intimacy and comfort.

    She wanted time to slow down so she could have Kailun all to herself for a while longer.

    Seeing Chrissy lost in her thoughts, Kailun didn’t disturb her. He continued brainstorming, searching for new magic.

    Soon, Chrissy felt sleepy. She curled up in his arms, yawned, and fell asleep.

    When she woke up again, she was lying in bed. Kailun was nowhere to be seen. Turning around, she only saw Illusion’s petite figure. Even Afra had left.

    She found a letter on her pillow and quickly opened it. As she had expected, Kailun had left Alaye for his meeting with the Empress.

    The letter not only explained his whereabouts but also contained many instructions, even trivial matters were arranged meticulously.

    As expected of Kailun, seemingly carefree, but actually more attentive than anyone else.

    “I’ll make him make up for tonight’s ‘loss’ when he gets back.”

    Chrissy folded the letter and placed it under her pillow.

    She looked out the window. It was still dark.

    Wide awake, she changed out of her pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the moon outside.

    ……

    Meanwhile, Kailun and Afra had already set off. To be extra prepared, they had left Alaye early.

    In his opinion, the Empress and Fate were the biggest problems. If he could deal with them, he would gain an absolute advantage.

    He had set up several teleportation magic circles along the way as a precaution.

    Because of his unique abilities, ordinary anti-magic formations had no effect on him, so teleportation circles were a good option.

    He admitted that some of his earlier decisions had involved gambling, but now he was more focused on stability.

    Along the way, Kailun and Afra occasionally chatted, but they mostly traveled in silence.

    At noon the next day, Kailun, fully prepared, arrived at the designated location. To his surprise, it was the Empress herself who was there to receive him.

    Strangely, the Empress’s eyes were clear and transparent. He didn’t sense any trace of Fate’s aura. It seemed she wasn’t here.

    “Welcome, Mr. Kailun. I’ve been longing to meet you. You look even younger than the rumors suggest. As expected of a young hero.”

    The Empress, dressed in casual attire, smiled. It didn’t seem like a meeting between enemies.

    He glanced at her goodwill rating. The original -60 had somehow become 0.

    When he realized this, his total attributes suddenly dropped significantly. It was the portion contributed by the Empress.

    Fortunately, he had experienced many storms and wasn’t fazed by this change.

    Kailun carefully observed the Empress. She was wearing a purple dress, elegant and noble, her long hair braided into many small braids that fell down her back.

    Her smile was gentle and elegant, completely different from the image he had in mind.

    Rumors had it that the Empress was hot-tempered and ruthless, always wearing a cold expression. But now, seeing her in person, it was a different story.

    She didn’t look like an emperor, but more like a serious older sister.

    This strange discovery made Kailun even more wary. He glanced around but didn’t sense any other presence. Besides the Empress, there were only a few high-ranking maids standing behind her.

    Moreover, he didn’t sense any magic fluctuations.

    If even he, with his powerful mental perception, couldn’t detect any magic, then there were probably no traps.

    “Mr. Kailun seems to have many questions. Why don’t you follow me to the courtyard for a chat? We have plenty of time.”

    The Empress extended her hand in invitation. The maids behind her parted, creating a path for Kailun.

    Her hospitality was impeccable, but the problem was that they weren’t guests.

    It was worth mentioning that neither Afra nor the person responsible for receiving them had appeared. Afra was one of Kailun’s trump cards.

    “Of course, thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty.” Kailun smiled calmly.

    “The title ‘Your Majesty’ feels a bit distant. You can just call me by my name, Mr. Kailun.”

    She walked ahead. “My name is Galina Stuart. You can call me Galina.”

    Kailun nodded. “I understand, Miss Galina. But I’m curious, how did you guess my identity? Logically, very few people know the truth.”

    The Empress turned back and gave Kailun a meaningful look. “That entity told me. She said you’re a very interesting person and that I should get to know you better. That’s why I invited you here, to discuss our marriage. I, as the Empress of the Empire, and you, as the Pope of the Temple, can unite and create a new era for the Temple of the Celestial God. What do you think, Mr. Kailun?”

    Kailun didn’t refuse immediately. He said, “The entity you speak of is truly remarkable. Even I admire her. I hope to have the chance to meet her one day. As for the marriage proposal, are you sure you don’t mind? After all, I’m not the legitimate Pope.”

    Empress Galina shrugged. “Whether you’re legitimate or not is not for others to decide. As long as that entity acknowledges you, you’re the only true Pope. As for the wedding arrangements, I have no objections. I’m her loyal follower and will obey her every command.”

    She walked up to Kailun, lifted her skirt with both hands, and twirled around, showcasing her beautiful figure. “As long as you’re willing, Mr. Kailun, we can embrace each other tonight. You’ll not only have me, but also the entire Empire. What do you think, greedy Mr. Kailun?”

    Her lifted skirt revealed her fair legs. Compared to the Pope’s pure white attire, she seemed to prefer darker colors. As her skirt fluttered, Kailun saw a flash of breathtaking purple.

    This straightforward expression was unexpected. It wasn’t part of his plan.

    Kailun hesitated. “Allow me to consider it.”

    He had expected a trap, but now it seemed to be a blatant honey trap?

    He wasn’t tempted, only wary.

    The more proactive the Empress was, the more he questioned what he had missed. It seemed that the key still lay with Fate.

    “If you have any doubts, Mr. Kailun, let’s have a detailed discussion in the courtyard. I’ll do my best to show you my sincerity. After all, we have plenty of time, don’t we?”

    Empress Galina gave him a sly smile.

    For a moment, Kailun saw the shadow of another person, but in a blink, Galina was still Galina.

  • The Saintess Has A Showdown 171-172

    Chapter 171: Gong Lianyue’s Darkening

    –Snow Plume City, Loving Heart Spring Area

    The spirit energy radiating from the small pink figure and the blue-haired girl surged like reverse waterfalls, clashing and swirling, dividing the world into two dreamlike realms of vibrant, almost overwhelming color.

    Although weapon-type spirit beasts generally had lower combat power, Sacred Water, Lover, being at the Samsara Stage, a level above Gong Lianyue, possessed a ferocious aura that ordinary Spirit Masters couldn’t withstand.

    A single tremor from it sent scores of weaker Spirit Masters and mortals collapsing like dominoes, the few remaining ones staring in terror, their hearts pounding.

    Could this truly be the power of Loving Heart Spring, a mere high-rank spirit beast?

    Meanwhile, a teardrop slid down the blue-haired girl’s cheek, revealing the six neatly arranged beauty marks beneath.

    Gong Lianyue, her expression calm, gazed at the enraged, pink figure. Sacred Water, Lover, a weapon-type, attachment-type spirit beast… Let’s see what you’re capable of!

    Boom!!!

    The next second, a violent aura erupted, painting the sky pink.

    The tiny figure, its butterfly wings buzzing, shot forward like a falling meteor, its speed beyond human comprehension, slamming into the space before the blue-haired girl.

    The resulting shockwave sent nearby Spirit Masters tumbling, the surrounding snow and the lake itself ravaged.

    The pink wave of energy, a near-instantaneous attack, reached Gong Lianyue.

    Bang!

    Barely a meter away from the blue-haired girl, the violent pink aura dissipated.

    As the dust settled, Sacred Water, Lover, enveloped in a shimmering pink, egg-shaped barrier, was held firmly in a delicate, white hand.

    A beautiful, silver-haired rabbit woman with a massive tail, as large as a small hill, stood before Gong Lianyue.

    The Tyrant Demon Seed!

    Its arm, veins bulging, its face contorted in a grimace, tightened its grip on the pink eggshell, which trembled violently, about to shatter.

    [Battle Technique – Enhanced Leap]

    A dense, silver spirit energy enveloped the rabbit woman’s left leg, the ground beneath her feet cracking and crumbling under the pressure, spiderweb-like fissures spreading outwards.

    Her leg swelled, like a steel pipe filled with blood, its muscles hardening and bulging, its aura growing more terrifying.

    Thud!!!!

    The next second, the rabbit woman kicked, her foot arcing upwards like a falling axe, shattering the pink eggshell, along with its own arm, into a bloody, pulpy mess.

    However, only its arm was injured. The pink figure had vanished.

    After three seconds of silence, the onlookers murmured in confusion.

    “…”
    “…”

    “Where did it go?”

    BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

    Just as someone spoke, a deafening explosion echoed, a pink arc streaking across the sky, the entire area shaking violently.

    A distant snow-capped mountain exploded, reduced to dust, a cloud of debris rising into the air.

    A massive chasm, radiating a desolate aura, like the gaze of the abyss, appeared.

    Silence, a terrifying, suffocating pressure. The Spirit Masters, their faces pale, were stunned. This was beyond their comprehension.

    A single strike, shattering a mountain.

    The Tyrant Demon Seed stood motionless for half a minute, then looked up. The small, pink figure, its eggshell barrier partially shattered, looked slightly disheveled.

    Although the silver rabbit woman had lost an arm, its aura hadn’t weakened.

    After all, for a rabbit, arms, like breasts, were merely unnecessary appendages. As long as its legs worked, it was fine.

    [A Saint-rank, the Tyrant Demon Seed!!!]

    The pink figure’s face darkened. Facing such a monstrous opponent, even with its higher rank, it had no chance of winning.

    After a moment of silence, the rabbit woman’s massive tail began to shrink, and its severed arm regenerated, the flesh reforming, filled with a viscous, silver liquid.

    The Closed Moon talent allowed it to freely convert between spirit energy and physical strength.

    The size of its tail represented its spirit energy reserves. When it shrunk completely, it meant it was completely drained, but its physical strength would also reach its peak, a terrifying level of power.

    [What to do? Fight or flee…?]

    The pink figure panicked. If captured and tortured by Gong Lianyue, it would be a lifelong humiliation.

    And without its master, it couldn’t use its weapon-type battle techniques, unless it activated its automatic control mode.

    But what if it still lost?

    Wouldn’t it be reduced to a plaything?

    As the pink figure hesitated, a powerful aura approached.

    Snow Plume City, Entrance Area

    A massive waterspout, a swirling vortex a kilometer wide, almost covering the sky, slowly moved, creating a destructive current.

    Within the towering waterspout, a three-thousand-meter-tall giant, clad in crystalline armor, gradually materialized.

    Its colossal form pierced the sky, its every move creating massive tidal waves, like an ancient god.

    “Roar!!!!!!!”

    A deafening roar echoed, shaking the entire city, the terrifying spirit energy sending buildings and Spirit Masters flying.

    A high-rank, Samsara Stage spirit beast—the Rage of the Seas!

    The earth-shaking roar, like a hammer blow to the heart, threatened to annihilate Snow Plume City.

    [Is this aura… Fourth Cycle, Broken Cycle, or Sixth Full Cycle…?]

    The sudden appearance of this powerful spirit beast made the pink figure’s face harden, and Gong Lianyue’s heart sank.

    A wild spirit beast attacking a city in this era?

    She could only think of one possible origin for this Rage of the Seas: the Pool of Hidden Secrets!

    But why send a Samsara Stage spirit beast to attack? The Snow Fairy Mansion had Nether Traverse Stage experts.

    Wait, could it be that they were sending spirit beasts of varying strengths to different factions, based on their power levels…?

    In that case, the Sea Concubine Palace would be facing more than just a Samsara Stage spirit beast.

    [High-tier, below average. I’ll deal with you later. I need to check this out.]

    Sacred Water, Lover, leaving a parting threat, turned to leave, then froze, turning back in disbelief.

    The blue-haired girl was wearing a cold, dark crown, her swirling water spirit energy tainted with a deep, inky blackness.

    “Help me resolve this situation. I’m in a hurry to return to the Sea Concubine Palace,” the girl’s cold, emotionless voice sent chills down the spines of every Spirit Master who heard it.

    Chapter 172: The Saintess Arrives

    Roar!!!

    With the sea giant’s roar, monstrous waves surged, and the violent waterspout continued to demolish the surrounding buildings.

    Its towering form loomed, almost blotting out the sky, threatening to drown Snow Plume City in a tsunami.

    Panic and despair filled the city.

    “Spirit Masters of the Snow Fairy Mansion, save us!!!”

    “How can it be so massive? It’s also at the Samsara Stage!”

    “Why is Snow Plume City under attack!?”

    The terrified crowd scattered, while several Snow Fairy Mansion Spirit Masters, their faces grim, bravely faced the Rage of the Seas.

    At this critical moment, the Snow Fairy Mansion Spirit Masters arrived!

    Three Samsara Stage Spirit Masters, their faces pale, confronted the towering, crystalline giant, a chilling dread washing over them.

    The woman leading them, suppressing her fear, shouted, “Attacking a Sea Region faction will result in your being hunted down by the entire Sea Region Alliance! Do you understand!?”

    “If this is a misunderstanding, leave immediately! Otherwise, we will attack!”

    “…”
    “…”

    Silence. Then, a strange laughter echoed from within the Rage of the Seas.

    “Annihilate my entire clan?”

    “Hahahahaha, hahaha—”

    The mocking laughter continued for a long time before abruptly stopping, the voice turning cold and menacing.

    “Snow Fairy Mansion… struggle all you want in this disaster.”

    BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

    The Rage of the Seas’s aura erupted, a terrifying wave of spirit energy, like a tsunami, crashing down upon Snow Plume City.

    The fifth stage of the Samsara Stage, the Broken Cycle!!!

    At this stage, the spirit energy cycles weren’t visible, but the spirit beast’s size increased dramatically.

    The three Snow Fairy Mansion women were sent flying. Their faces grim, they summoned their spirit beasts.

    A high-rank, Samsara Stage Netherworld Sea Turtle, its body shrouded in a misty cloud, its size only half that of the crystalline giant.

    A high-rank, Samsara Stage Illusionary Flowing Robe, like an ethereal garment of water, draped over the giant turtle’s shell.

    A high-rank, Samsara Stage Ice Attendant Dual Swords – Sacred Puppet, a female puppet wielding two magnificent ice swords, a rare combat-type spirit beast, floating in the air.

    A mid-rank, Samsara Stage Water Skeleton Greatsword, a ten-meter-long blade with wave patterns, strapped to the puppet’s back, like a hidden weapon.

    A high-rank, Samsara Stage Mist Bewitching Melody, shrouding the three Snow Fairy Mansion women in a thick fog, their figures flickering.

    A mid-rank, Samsara Stage Heavenly Image Gate, a massive stone gate, over a kilometer wide, separating the Rage of the Seas from Snow Plume City.

    The Samsara Stage represented a qualitative change in spirit energy. Spirit beasts at this stage gained incredible power, and Spirit Masters could summon two spirit beasts simultaneously.

    This meant it was a 6v1!

    The dense water spirit energy in the air clashed and swirled, creating a massive, spectacular tidal wave.

    A dismissive snort echoed from within the Rage of the Seas.

    “I thought the Snow Fairy Mansion Master herself would come to greet me.”

    “One Third Cycle, two Second Cycles. Is that all?”

    “Pathetic!”

    “Roar!!!!!”

    The Rage of the Seas roared, a massive crystalline hand descending from the sky, creating a shockwave that rippled through the water below.

    As the hand, a hundred meters above the ground, approached, the six spirit beasts below were crushed and distorted by the pressure, the ground beneath Snow Plume City cracking.

    If that hand landed, the city would be annihilated.

    The three Spirit Masters’ faces were filled with despair. The Snow Fairy Mansion’s sole Nether Traverse Stage ancestor was nowhere to be found, and their Palace Master was in seclusion. They were no match for this beast!

    Although the Snow Fairy Mansion seemed weaker than the Sea Concubine Palace, the Gray Citadel’s ten subsidiary forces didn’t even have Nether Traverse Stage experts.

    In both the Sea Region and the Wind Realm, a single Nether Traverse Stage expert could establish a top-tier faction.

    And at this critical moment, their ancestor was absent, and their Sixth Full Cycle Palace Master had entered seclusion last month…

    As the crystalline hand descended, the Spirit Masters within Snow Plume City screamed, facing certain doom.

    Just then, a massive, jade-colored scorpion pincer, covered in dark green scales, emerged from the water and clashed with the descending hand.

    The Iron Jade Ice Scorpion, Dead Sea Stage, 70 meters long, its right pincer 130 meters wide.

    The Rage of the Seas, Samsara Stage, 2980 meters tall, its right arm 110 meters wide.

    BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

    A deafening roar, and the six immobilized Samsara Stage spirit beasts were sent flying, a massive wave erupting.

    The violent shockwave rippled outwards, like a nuclear explosion, churning the sea.

    A second later, both the scorpion’s pincer and the giant’s hand shattered, raining down like shimmering dust.

    The Rage of the Seas stared down in disbelief at the tiny scorpion below.

    Such a small, insignificant creature… what was with that arm?

    “What the hell? Dead Sea Stage?” a shocked female voice echoed from within the Rage of the Seas.

    “…”
    “…”

    Just then, the air solidified, a heavy, oppressive aura descending.

    A powerful wave of water spirit energy, like the pure, primal aura of a Saint-rank, washed over Snow Plume City, transforming into a wave of despair.

    Almost simultaneously, all the Spirit Masters present, including the Rage of the Seas, turned towards the source.

    Floating in the sky above Snow Plume City, a blue-haired girl in a water-patterned robe, a crown of flowing black liquid on her head.

    Six teardrops, neatly arranged on her face, her breathtakingly beautiful face cold and indifferent.

    Under the watchful eyes of all, the blue-haired girl spoke,

    “You said you could handle this.”

    Beside the girl, a pink, glowing figure danced and spun, like a butterfly, leaving a trail of pink, heart-shaped bubbles.

    Sacred Water, Lover.

    “Just give me a suitable vessel, and I can take care of it in minutes!”

    “But that biological scorpion won’t do. I hate violence! I need a more elegant, elemental type. Don’t tell me the Sea Concubine Palace doesn’t even have a single Water Element?”

  • Second Time Around, the Villainous Daughter Decides to Indulge First 58

    Chapter 58: The Rain Keeps Falling

    “Master probably doesn’t know, I have twelve younger siblings. They are my most important family, they’ve been with me through the toughest times.”

    Mines smiled. It was a beautiful smile, even more so if one ignored the scars on her back.

    But even now, Mines still possessed a captivating fragility, making one want to embrace her, comfort her, protect her, and give her the world.

    “A truly great mother,” Lena said, choosing her words carefully.

    “You’re mistaken, Master. I don’t have a mother.”

    Mines said sadly, but her eyes held no despair.

    Lena’s worries eased; she realized the girl before her wasn’t as weak as she had thought. “So, you adopted all those children?”

    “Well, some of them… the others…”

    Mines curled her legs up, hugging them, and looked at Lena sideways.

    That pose was incredibly feminine!

    Lena couldn’t believe such an alluring gesture could come from a “little girl,” although Mines had said she was an adult.

    “My Master…”

    Her voice was always tinged with a soft melancholy, like the sound of black and white piano keys pressed by slender fingers, captivating and intoxicating. “Master, do you have any younger siblings?”

    “I have an older brother.”

    Lena thought of the commander of the empire’s magic fleet overseas, whom they affectionately called “Commander.” “I rarely see him, but he loves me very much. He often sends letters, filled with interesting stories from the sea…”

    “Master’s brother must miss you very much, that’s why he writes to you.”

    “Him…”

    Lena’s smile was like the early summer sun as she recalled her brother. “A stubborn, hot-headed idiot, best not to mention him.”

    Time flew by, the clock ticking, the rain intensifying, as if trying to wash them away.

    It seemed she really had to see Mines off…

    “Achoo~”

    What was that sound?

    Lena turned, searching for the source.

    Mines bit her lip, her pale face betraying her distress, her trembling shoulders and the damp spot on the bed beneath her…

    “Why are you still wearing that wet dress? Do you want to catch a cold?!”

    “You gave it to me, Master.”

    “…”

    Lena looked at Mines, and Mines looked back, her red eyes shining like polished agate.

    An awkward silence hung in the air.

    Just as Lena was about to break the silence, Mines spoke softly, “Master is the first person who has been kind to me… The dress is beautiful, I like it very much…”

    “You can’t keep wearing it while it’s wet.”

    Lena reached out to tuck Mines’s hair behind her ear. The once coarse hair, after being treated with high-quality products, was now soft and smooth, like the little fox girl’s tail.

    Her delicate earlobe flushed red under Lena’s gentle touch.

    “I know you’re reluctant, consider it a loan.”

    “Master…” Mines murmured, watching as Lena left the bedroom and returned with a few sets of light maid outfits.

    These were Ling Ling’s old clothes, the perfect size for Mines.

    “Mm, not bad.”

    Lena nodded, appraising Mines.

    “It would be better if the skirt was shorter… just enough to reveal a glimpse of her white bottom, tsk, tsk…”

    Mines nervously clutched her skirt, trying to pull it down, her voice barely a whisper. “Master is lewd.”

    “Lewdness is human nature, a bridge to a new world.”

    Lena’s retort was swift, her serious yet nonsensical words sounding abrupt and flustered, as if she had just thought of them.

    “Too skinny, you need to eat more meat.”

    It sounded like a callous remark, but Lena quickly tossed a silver magic crystal card onto the bed. “There’s three months’ salary inside, consider it an advance. Buy yourself some good food and nourish yourself. You’re so thin, people will think I don’t feed my subordinates… who’s protecting whom?”

    “Are you concerned about me, Master? I’m so happy…”

    Mines carefully put away the card, holding it to her chest. “Thank you, on behalf of my siblings.”

    “Wait, I want to watch you eat.” Lena’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

    “Eh?”

    “You’re definitely planning to buy a bunch of supplements for your family and starve yourself, aren’t you?!”

    Lena seemed to see right through her, and Mines lowered her head, her blush spreading down her neck.

    She fell silent again.

    Why was she so shy after kissing Lena? After saying such seductive words, she wouldn’t even let Lena touch her.

    Did she think of Lena as her secret crush?

    Lena felt a surge of vanity.

    But then she thought, a girl from the slums, covered in scars, with younger siblings to care for, anyone would hesitate to hire her, especially in a place like the empire, where status and identity were paramount.

    Someone like Mines, unregistered and without a profession, faced even greater difficulties in finding work.

    But Lena had given her hope, and Mines believed in the light…

    In conclusion, offering herself wasn’t strange at all!!

    Ahem, Lena thought she was getting carried away, quickly stopping her thoughts.

    “You need to eat well to have the strength to care for others. You’re so weak, how can you feed your siblings?”

    “But I don’t eat much, Master.”

    “Eating less doesn’t mean not eating. Little dove, I’m ordering you, not asking for your opinion.” Lena’s domineering aura was irresistible, and Mines thought her Master was so cool, her heart warming.

    “I’ve prepared supper. If you’re hungry, come downstairs. Remember to wear your stockings.”

    Lena left the room with a meaningful glance.

    Mines looked at the lacy black stockings on the bed, her face flushing even deeper.

    Master… these weren’t just stockings…

    She hurriedly picked them up, trying to figure out how to wear them…

    Lena waited downstairs.

    Leaning back in her armchair, she closed her eyes, her delicate hands folded in her lap, the sound of rain against the windows creating a peaceful scene.

    Suddenly, a golden fox girl burst into the picture, wagging her tail happily, fearlessly climbing onto the seemingly statue-like gray-haired beauty.

    Ling Ling’s voice was as clear as a bell. “Miss, Miss, Ling Ling learned something new today! Huh…? Miss?”

  • My Evil God Girlfriend (gl) 99

    Chapter 99: The Battle

    Akhe was truly back.

    It took a long time for Xiang Er to fully accept this reality.

    They were inseparable, their world reduced to the confines of the old apartment, lost in each other’s embrace, oblivious to everything else.

    Every night, before going to sleep, Xiang Er would hold Akhe’s tentacle and ask, her voice filled with a lingering anxiety:

    “You won’t… disappear again, will you?”

    Akhe would gently caress her cheek with a tentacle, her voice soft and reassuring:

    “No, I won’t leave again, you can sleep soundly.”

    Sometimes, Xiang Er would wake up in the middle of the night, a sudden jolt, her hand clutching the tentacle, her voice filled with fear:

    “Are you sure… there won’t be any more… battles with your kind?”

    Akhe’s gaze, steady and unwavering, her tentacles gently enveloping Xiang Er, would reply:

    “Yes, I’m sure.”

    And Xiang Er would finally fall asleep, a deep, peaceful sleep, waking up to the sight of Akhe’s face.

    Akhe would hold her close, her hand caressing Xiang Er’s cheek, her lips pressing a gentle kiss on her forehead:

    “You’re awake? My Little Ears, did you sleep well?”

    In those first moments of wakefulness, Xiang Er would feel like it was all a dream, a beautiful illusion, but… even if it was a dream, she would gladly remain lost within it.

    Because, real or not, she never wanted to return to that world without Akhe.

    She never wanted to lose Akhe again.

    Akhe’s disappearance and return, of course, had raised many questions, the authorities eager to know what had happened, but no one dared disturb them in their old apartment.

    The compound was now under heavy guard, a fortress protected by the nation’s most elite investigators, patrols every half hour.

    An Yue was still their liaison, delivering food, flowers, and other necessities, always leaving promptly after dropping them off, as instructed by Akhe.

    Akhe didn’t want anyone to intrude on their world, they just wanted to be together, to heal, to lick each other’s wounds, to make up for lost time.

    It was several days later that Xiang Er finally noticed… that Akhe seemed to be injured.

    She had never seen Akhe’s true form completely, but she remembered Akhe’s domain, the giant eyeball in the sky.

    But now, one day, at Xiang Er’s insistence, Akhe reluctantly pulled her into her domain. Xiang Er looked up, but the sky above… was empty.

    “Where’s your eye?”

    Xiang Er imagined all sorts of horrific scenarios.

    “I left it beyond the Milky Way, as a warning to any… outsiders, this is my territory now, no one else is allowed to interfere.”

    Akhe’s voice was calm, her explanation prepared, but Xiang Er felt a sense of unease.

    In the endless expanse of yellow sand and black rivers, Xiang Er didn’t know where Akhe’s true form was, where to even look. She called out to the empty sky:

    “Really? Are you sure? Are you… injured? Are you hiding it from me because you don’t want me to worry?”

    The eternally twilight sky remained empty, not a single cloud. Akhe didn’t answer.

    Xiang Er understood. She squatted down, scooped up a handful of black slime, small eyeballs swirling within it.

    She picked out a few and looked at them, but the eyeballs turned away, avoiding her gaze.

    Xiang Er’s voice was low, but her words carried weight:

    “So… how badly are you injured?”

    The next instant, the scene shifted, and she was back in the real world, Akhe, in her human form, before her.

    Akhe pulled her onto the sofa, embraced her, gently patting her back, and said:

    “It’s not that bad, I just… almost lost, I wouldn’t have won without you.”

    Akhe, her dark eyes filled with tenderness, looked at Xiang Er and told her everything.

    Akhe had warned the other Evil God by the river, but it had been aggressive, approaching relentlessly, until Akhe had been forced to leave the planet, meeting It at the edge of the solar system. It had been hostile, unwilling to negotiate, its only intention to devour Akhe and absorb Its power.

    “That’s how we survive, devouring each other is… common, but I thought… perhaps, like humans, we could resolve it peacefully, I suppose I was naive.”

    Akhe sighed.

    They had fought, a battle that spanned galaxies, a long and brutal fight, and Akhe, having lost the initial advantage, had almost been defeated.

    In a dimension beyond human comprehension, Akhe and the other Evil God clashed, both sides suffering heavy losses, and Akhe had been losing.

    But then…

    Xiang Er had discovered the protective layer Akhe had left on her, and she had started frantically absorbing monsters.

    And that protective layer, it was a part of Akhe’s true form, still connected to It, across light-years.

    The energy absorbed by the protective layer was transferred to Akhe’s true form, a constant stream of power, fueling her fight.

    “So… you won that battle for me.”

    Akhe took Xiang Er’s hand, her lips pressing a gentle kiss against her skin, her eyes glistening, a proud smile on her lips.

    Xiang Er, her heart pounding, finally found her voice:

    “So you won? If I had known, I would have eaten more…”

    Akhe’s grip tightened on Xiang Er’s hand, her voice urgent:

    “You were already at your limit! I could feel it, through the slime, your body was failing, I was so worried!”

    Xiang Er looked at her and smiled:

    “I actually… helped? I thought it was all in my head… then why… why did your heart shatter?”

    Akhe said:

    “Because… my true form was… destroyed. This… this is a new body, constructed from the remaining fragments. My true form… is gone. If it weren’t for you, for the energy you provided, I might not have even been able to… create this new body…”

    Xiang Er covered Akhe’s lips with her hand:

    “Don’t… don’t say any more.”

    She didn’t want to hear it.

    Akhe’s lips, pressed against Xiang Er’s hand, didn’t move, her gaze fixed on Xiang Er’s, as if a thousand words remained unspoken.

    The things she had glossed over, the near-death experience, the long and brutal battle, she had downplayed it all, not wanting to upset Xiang Er.

    But she also knew, how could she not be upset?

    Xiang Er’s tears fell onto Akhe’s lips, her voice soft:

    “As long as… your soul remains, that’s enough.”

    She understood now, she hadn’t fallen in love with the “Shen Yuhe” facade, nor with the Evil God Akhe, not with the tentacles or the slime. What she had loved, all along, was that complex, vibrant soul, the unseen, intangible, yet unique and captivating… soul.

    They shared a tender kiss, devoid of lust, holding each other close on the sofa, their fingers playing with each other’s hair, their bodies. Akhe then said:

    “But don’t worry, I’ve absorbed the… other one, it will take some time to… digest, but I’ll regain my full power eventually.”

    Xiang Er asked:

    “What abilities have you lost?”

    Akhe frowned slightly, as if considering the question:

    “How to put it… all my abilities have been… downgraded, for example, I can’t hear your thoughts anymore, unless you shout very loudly in your mind.”

    Xiang Er hadn’t expected this, and she immediately thought a series of things, then, seeing Akhe’s unchanged expression, realized that it was true.

    She pouted slightly:

    “I don’t know… I used to think it was annoying that you could read my mind, but now I think it’s… inconvenient.”

    Akhe gently nudged her nose with a finger, smiling:

    “Weren’t you always complaining about your lack of privacy?”

    Xiang Er leaned closer and kissed Akhe’s cheek, like a child savoring ice cream, a deliberate “mmm” sound:

    “You’re still a jerk.”

    Akhe laughed and returned the kiss:

    “Okay, okay, I’m a jerk…”

    After a while, Akhe went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, but neither of them wanting to be apart, even for the short distance between the living room and the kitchen, Xiang Er wrapped a tentacle around her waist, her arms around Akhe’s neck, her legs around Akhe’s waist, like a koala clinging to a tree, as they cooked together.

    After dinner, Akhe opened the refrigerator to get some yogurt, and Xiang Er saw, inside, a glowing egg, radiating a soft light.

    Xiang Er gasped:

    “The small eyeball! It’s glowing! I knew it would be okay when you came back!”

    Akhe’s eyes crinkled into smiling crescents:

    “You know, it’s… a manifestation of my love for you, as long as I exist, it will always exist.”

    Xiang Er, staring at the egg in the refrigerator, her eyes suddenly filling with tears, grabbed Akhe’s tentacle and wiped her eyes:

    “It’s all your fault, it’s all your fault… I watched it… die in my arms, do you know how devastated I was…”

    Dozens of black and red tentacles reached out, wiping away her tears, patting her back, massaging her shoulders, Akhe’s voice filled with sadness:

    “I know, I’ve always known. Every moment after I left, I could feel it, all your pain… I’m sorry, Little Ears, I made you suffer.”

    She sat down beside Xiang Er, her gaze sincere, and apologized.

    Xiang Er looked at her, she knew it wasn’t really Akhe’s fault, but… she still felt a pang of hurt and resentment. Before, without Akhe, she had endured everything, but now, with Akhe, she couldn’t bear even the slightest discomfort, she felt like she was being childish.

    But… she wanted to be childish, to be vulnerable in front of the one she loved, to feel the comfort and reassurance of being cherished and protected.

    Xiang Er, pretending to still be angry, asked:

    “Is that all? Just an apology?”

    Akhe looked at her, seeing that she had stopped crying, her eyes darting around, and she understood, leaning closer, her voice soft:

    “Then, my master, your loyal servant awaits your punishment.”

    She knelt down and kissed Xiang Er’s foot.

    Xiang Er instinctively pulled her foot away, but Akhe held her ankle, and she couldn’t escape, the tingling sensation on her skin, like ants crawling, impossible to ignore.

    Akhe’s voice, soft and seductive, whispered:

    “So… have you decided how to punish me, my dear master?”

    Xiang Er:

    “…”

    This creature… after that battle, her flirting skills had leveled up! Had that even been a real battle?!

  • Inferior A After Having a Baby with the Top Boss 42p1

    Chapter 42: “Are You An Omega?” p1

    The next day, as soon as the alarm rang, Ming Fei, who had already made plans for the day, got out of bed and washed up without delay, like a robot receiving a command.

    Then, she picked up the sleepy Ming Zaozao and tied her hair while Zaozao washed up.

    After getting dressed in the cloakroom, Ming Fei went downstairs with Ming Zaozao and left a message for Zhu Yiqiao on the third floor through 0619.

    Because of the Yuan Xiu matter, and Ming Zaozao’s upcoming regular physical examination, Ming Fei had made an appointment for a full checkup at the First Hospital in the city center last night after sending a message to Zhu Yiqiao.

    On the way from the living room to the garage, the cold wind instantly blew away Ming Zaozao’s sleepiness.

    “Mommy~”

    Ming Fei responded softly: “Mm?”

    Ming Zaozao buried her face in Ming Fei’s neck and yawned.

    “Baby is not cold, is Mommy cold?”

    Ming Fei’s lips curved upwards: “No.”

    “Mommy learned the magic of not being afraid of the cold!”

    Ming Fei’s eyes crinkled with laughter: “Then what magic has Zaozao learned recently?”

    The mother and daughter chatted innocently. Arriving at the garage, the black self-driving car quickly headed towards its destination.

    Although it was a public holiday, medical staff were still working in some clinics at the hospital. According to the labor law of the Independent State of Yi Meng, these medical staff received five times the normal salary on public holidays and also enjoyed legal rest rights, with their working hours reduced by an hour and a half.

    The examinations in the physical examination room were mostly assisted by intelligent robots, and there were very few medical staff on duty.

    Because some tests required fasting, Ming Fei postponed breakfast by half an hour. But perhaps because they woke up early, Ming Zaozao’s stomach grumbled as soon as she finished the first test.

    But she was very well-behaved, neither crying nor making a fuss. Even when pricked by a needle, she just hugged Ming Fei tightly, her round eyes like polished black glass.

    After completing all the fasting blood tests as quickly as possible, Ming Fei took Ming Zaozao to the restaurant where her friend Li Xing had made a reservation.

    As soon as they entered the restaurant, Ming Zaozao’s stomach grumbled again.

    She touched her deflated belly and asked Ming Fei, puzzled,

    “Is Mommy hungry?”

    Ming Fei wasn’t actually hungry, but she nodded to appease her: “My tummy grumbled too, just a little quieter.”

    Ming Zaozao believed her: “Then let’s hurry upstairs!”

    “Okay.”

    Guided by the hotel’s service robot, they went up to the private room 808 on the eighth floor. The door slowly opened, and Ming Zaozao immediately saw her favorite jujube cake on the dining table.

    She happily ran towards Li Xing.

    “Auntie Xing!”

    The room temperature was comfortable. Ming Fei followed a few steps behind, taking off her coat and scarf and hanging them on the coat rack before walking towards the dining table.

    Li Xing was rolling up Ming Zaozao’s sleeves. Seeing her friend approaching, her gossip senses tingled.

    “Teacher Xiao Fei looks very happy~”

    Ming Fei sat opposite them and, as usual, tried to change the subject: “How are things going with you and Secretary-General Wei recently?”

    “Same as usual.” Li Xing said with a smile, “Still trying to change the subject with me?”

    Ming Fei smiled sheepishly: “Let’s eat breakfast, Zaozao is hungry.”

    The two chatted casually. Ming Zaozao was the most focused eater, her deflated belly regaining its roundness, her eyes brighter than they had been at the hospital.

    After finishing her food, she tapped away on the display screen of her smartwatch, prompting Li Xing to ask,

    “Zaozao, are you chatting with the robot at home?”

    Ming Zaozao shook her head: “It’s Pretty Auntie!”

    After saying that, she took off the smartwatch, unfolded the foldable display screen, turned it towards the two adults, and showed them her chat with Zhu Yiqiao.

    [Zaozao: [Little lamb eating grass.gif]]

    [Auntie: Zaozao, eat your fill.]

    [Zaozao: [Two little bears hugging.gif]]

    [Zaozao: [Sun comes out, fishing.gif]]

    [Auntie: Zaozao, do you want to go fishing?]

    [Zaozao: [Strawberry bear nodding.gif]]

    [Auntie: I’ve asked 0619 to prepare.]

    Seeing the screen full of emoji exchanges, Li Xing smiled: “Chief Judge Zhu is quite patient, chatting with Zaozao so enthusiastically.”

    Ming Zaozao nodded: “Auntie is good to Baby!”

    Ming Fei, having just finished her porridge, put down her spoon and looked over.

    Ming Zaozao got down from her chair, hopped over to Ming Fei, and said in a childish voice,

    “Mommy, can Baby add a few more for you?”

    The so-called “add” referred to adding emojis. Ming Zaozao loved using these cartoon emojis. Whenever she received text messages from her mother or aunties, she would convert them to voice and then reply with emojis.

    Sometimes it was voice messages, but more often than not, it was cartoon emojis that clearly expressed the meaning.

    Ming Fei opened her phone and let her daughter add emojis: “Okay.”

    “Mm-hmm!” Ming Zaozao looked up. “Baby will add moving ones for Mommy, a little bunny rolling around, so cute!”

    Ming Fei stroked her little head: “Thank you, Zaozao.”

    Room 808 had an excellent view. Sitting by the window on the right side, one could see the chilly Lake Gabe, the Saint Youla Flame Seed statue leading to the main urban area, and the North Harbor Hover Bridge spanning two nearby suburban areas.

    Xi He City, the capital, was vast and expansive like a chessboard, and these easily recognizable natural landscapes and man-made structures were important pieces on the board.

    Ming Fei looked around for a moment and was about to take a picture with her phone when she remembered that Ming Zaozao was still holding her phone.

    She leaned closer to Ming Zaozao: “Zaozao.”

    “Mommy!”

    Ming Zaozao turned the phone to show her: “Mommy, look, Baby added so many for you!”

    Ming Fei’s gaze shifted to the chat page.

    [[Little rabbit eating carrots.gif]]

    [[Little rabbit very angry.gif]]

    [Zhu Yiqiao: What’s wrong?]

    Seeing Zhu Yiqiao’s reply after receiving the two animated emojis, Ming Fei froze.

    Then—

    [[Puppy secretly peeking.gif]]

    [[Puppy angrily bumping into you.gif]]

    [Zhu Yiqiao: Zaozao?]

    [Zhu Yiqiao: Have you finished breakfast?]

    These animated emojis were all very cute, vastly different from the smiling emoji Ming Fei had frequently used a few months ago. She originally thought she had gotten used to these cartoon emojis, but seeing Zhu Yiqiao’s replies, she still felt a little embarrassed.

    The tips of her ears even turned slightly pink.

    She played a cartoon on her smartwatch, and Ming Zaozao’s attention was immediately captured, completely immersed in the cartoon world.

    Meanwhile, she picked up her phone and explained to Zhu Yiqiao, her long eyelashes casting curved shadows beneath her eyes.

    [Sorry, I disturbed you just now.]

    [Zaozao is testing the newly added emojis. She’s already finished breakfast. I’ll take her back after the rest of the checkup.]

    Looking at the sent message, Ming Fei hesitated for a moment, then added a static emoji she already had.

    [[Kitten bowing apologetically.jpg]]

    Before receiving a reply, Ming Fei heard her friend’s teasing voice.

    “What is Teacher Xiao Fei doing?”

    Ming Fei gave a brief explanation, her peripheral vision never leaving the chat page.

    As a lecturer at Q University’s Philosophy Department, Li Xing’s area of expertise was classical philosophy. She suddenly looked at her friend Ming Fei seriously and said thoughtfully,

    “Have I ever told you about Ferenya?”

    Although Ming Fei wasn’t interested in philosophy, she had heard her friend mention many famous philosophers, and she believed that reading and learning more was necessary, because those whose names were recorded in compulsory courses must be shining stars in the history of human progress.

    But she had never heard of this Ferenya.

    “No,” she said.

    Li Xing rested her chin on her clasped hands and said with interest, “The name Ferenya doesn’t appear in classical philosophy textbooks. She liked to study ethics and was once a university music teacher. She and her partner, Avabini, were rivals since childhood.”

    “They confirmed their relationship at 20 and got married at 22.”

    “Guess how Ferenya usually addressed her in Avabini’s letters?”

    Hearing this, Ming Fei was a little puzzled, but she didn’t interrupt her friend’s enthusiasm. After some thought, she said a few common terms of endearment.

    “Wrong.”

    “Incorrect.”

    “Unfortunately, still wrong.”

    After several attempts were rejected, the answer to this question gradually aroused Ming Fei’s curiosity.

    She tried again: “Could it be… Jiejie?”

    Li Xing shook her head: “No.”

    “Ferenya, who was extremely serious in the eyes of her students, was as obedient as a student in front of Avabini. She even addressed her lover as—Teacher.”

    Li Xing teased, “When you replied to Chief Judge Zhu just now, you looked like a student called upon by the teacher. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought you were chatting with your own teacher.”

    Ming Fei’s ears felt hot, and she suddenly remembered what had happened last night.

    She thought, facing a fool who hadn’t taken specialized physiology classes and didn’t know anything, Zhu Yiqiao not only said she would teach her but also guided her step by step. These actions did… resemble a teacher.

    Her phone suddenly vibrated, and Ming Fei looked down.

    [Zhu Yiqiao: Apology accepted, but the kitten doesn’t need to bow.]

    Inside the villa area, several kilometers away from the First Hospital.

    After the highly secure door opened automatically, a flamboyant, red, modified hovercar drove into the garage.

    Xue Xun took off her ruby-studded glasses. As soon as she poked her head out, she saw 0619.

    0619 said, “Long time no see, Ms. Xue. Although the roses in the garden have withered after three months, your beauty is even more—”

    Xue Xun got out of the car gracefully: “Stop, switch personality modes.”

    When it spoke again, 0619’s tone was clearly much calmer: “Okay, please follow me.”

    “Mm.”

  • Captivating Beauty 64p2

    Chapter 64 p2

    They arrived at the riding stable a little before 2 p.m.

    It wasn’t a weekend, and with the members-only policy, the stable was relatively empty.

    They went to the changing rooms to put on their riding outfits.

    Xu Jinnan finished first. Cai Ying’s VIP card granted them access to the VIP area, and the manager personally brought her a riding crop.

    She took it, dismissed the manager, and sat down outside the changing room to wait for Shen Shu.

    “Shu Shu, are you ready?” she called out after a few minutes.

    The door opened, and Xu Jinnan’s eyes widened slightly.

    The women’s riding outfit was different from the men’s.

    A high-collared white shirt, a fitted black vest, tight breeches with a silver buckle, and tall black boots that hugged Shen Shu’s slender calves.

    The overall effect was strikingly elegant, almost severe, yet undeniably alluring.

    Xu Jinnan stepped closer, her voice full of admiration. “You look amazing.”

    “I know,” Shen Shu replied, a playful glint in her eyes. She had a confident air about her when she was in a good mood.

    Xu Jinnan smiled faintly and led her to the stables to choose their horses.

    The wooden stalls housed a variety of horses, and the manager, walking beside them, explained, “The ones with nameplates are already reserved, either by their owners or by us, on their behalf. We have many other fine horses, some newly arrived, with excellent pedigrees. Take a look and see if any of them catch your eye.”

    Xu Jinnan noticed the various nameplates hanging from the horses’ halters, some with names, others with symbols or initials.

    “This is Miss Cai’s horse,” the manager said, pointing to a pinto.

    A “C” hung from its halter, Cai Ying’s initial.

    Like a mark of ownership.

    Xu Jinnan’s gaze lingered on the nameplate, a strange sense of familiarity washing over her.

    Then, she realized Shen Shu had been unusually quiet and glanced at her to see her also staring at the nameplate.

    “Do you like this one?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    Shen Shu shook her head. “No, I prefer solid colors,” she replied, looking away. She couldn’t explain it, but the nameplate had also seemed familiar to her.

    They walked over to another row of stalls, and Xu Jinnan chose a dark brown horse, while Shen Shu picked a white one.

    It wasn’t pure white, but a creamy white, its coat shimmering in the sunlight.

    It was a beautiful horse.

    It held its head high, its demeanor proud, but as Shen Shu reached out to stroke its neck, it nuzzled against her hand, its eyes gentle.

    “It suits you,” Xu Jinnan commented.

    Shen Shu, liking the horse, decided to ride it.

    “You’re a beginner, so you can’t ride alone yet. I’ll lead you around for a bit,” Xu Jinnan said. The horses here were specially trained, and most of them were gentle and easy to handle.

    She helped Shen Shu onto the horse, then, holding the reins, led her to a less crowded area.

    Shen Shu’s expression was calm, but her knuckles, white from gripping the reins, betrayed her nervousness.

    Xu Jinnan stopped. “Are you scared?”

    Shen Shu looked down at her, not bothering to pretend. “A little.”

    “Want me to take you?”

    “Aren’t you already?”

    “A different way,” Xu Jinnan said, looking up at her, her eyes squinting slightly against the sunlight. “Should I join you?”

    Shen Shu understood instantly. “Okay,” she replied.

    Xu Jinnan stepped onto the mounting block and swung herself onto the horse behind Shen Shu, her arm circling Shen Shu’s waist, pulling her back against her chest.

    Almost the same position as last night.

    As if they were picking up where they left off…

    Xu Jinnan leaned forward to take the reins, her warm breath brushing against Shen Shu’s ear.

    “Shu Shu, ready?”

    “Yes.”

    Xu Jinnan gently flicked the reins, nudging the horse’s flanks with her legs, and the horse started walking.

    They rode across the vast green field, the blue sky stretching endlessly above them, bathed in warm sunlight.

    The scent of fresh grass and the gentle breeze filled the air, carrying with it the warmth of the person behind her.

    The horse wasn’t moving fast, but the rhythmic swaying motion brought their bodies closer, Shen Shu’s back pressed against Xu Jinnan’s chest.

    Suddenly, the horse shifted slightly, and Shen Shu instinctively leaned back against Xu Jinnan, feeling her arm tighten around her waist.

    And she thought she heard a sharp intake of breath behind her ear.

    —

    Xu Jinnan, mindful of Shen Shu’s recent publicity, had deliberately chosen a less crowded area. Seeing no one around, Shen Shu seemed to relax slightly.

    “Want to go a little faster?” Xu Jinnan asked.

    “Okay.”

    Xu Jinnan didn’t use the crop, simply applying more pressure with her legs, and the horse picked up speed, Shen Shu’s body pressing closer against hers.

    “Hold on tight if you’re going to fall,” Xu Jinnan said, her voice barely audible over the wind.

    Shen Shu grasped her arms, her fingers tightening around Xu Jinnan’s firm biceps, surprisingly strong beneath the thin fabric of her shirt.

    Xu Jinnan wasn’t particularly muscular, her arms and legs slender and shapely, but her strength was evident now.

    Shen Shu’s heart skipped a beat, her palms tingling.

    Xu Jinnan, glancing down at Shen Shu’s flushed earlobes, suddenly realized why the nameplate had seemed so familiar.

    It had reminded her of the “X” tattoo on Shen Shu’s collarbone.

    And of Xia Chun.

    And of Shen Shu’s words in the car: The Xia Chun I knew wouldn’t do this.

    Her thoughts paused, her lips pressing together, and she unconsciously pressed her legs harder against the horse’s flanks, the sudden acceleration making Shen Shu lose her balance.

    “Xu Jinnan, slow down!” Shen Shu exclaimed, her voice laced with surprise and a hint of panic.

    Snapping out of her thoughts, Xu Jinnan didn’t pull on the reins, simply tightening her arm around Shen Shu’s waist to reassure her.

    She leaned in close, her lips brushing against Shen Shu’s ear. “I said the wrong thing in the car earlier,” she murmured, her voice slightly breathless.

    She had been thinking about it ever since.

    “What?” Shen Shu asked, her own breathing uneven.

    “It wasn’t ‘maybe a little’,” Xu Jinnan said, her voice low and husky.

    “I was very jealous. Hearing you praise someone else… it made me jealous,” she confessed, her words like a tremor before an earthquake, shattering the fragile peace, the memory of their earlier kiss resurfacing, the warmth of Shen Shu’s lips a phantom sensation.

    She pulled on the reins, slowing the horse to a stop, then gently touched Shen Shu’s cheek with her gloved hand.

    Shen Shu turned to her, their eyes meeting, her gaze lingering on Xu Jinnan’s lips, then slowly moving upwards.

    She squinted slightly against the sunlight, her hand tightening around Xu Jinnan’s arm, her fingers brushing against her skin, a subtle invitation.

    Xu Jinnan didn’t hesitate, leaning in…

    The horse shifted slightly beneath them, the movement a gentle rocking motion.

    As they pulled away, Xu Jinnan’s breath catching in her throat, she looked at Shen Shu, whose flushed cheeks and slightly swollen lips, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of desire and something else Xu Jinnan couldn’t quite decipher, were a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

    Even though Shen Shu had turned towards her willingly, Xu Jinnan still felt a surge of possessiveness, a primal urge to claim her.

    Her throat tightened, and she kissed Shen Shu again, a soft, lingering kiss, then, resting her forehead against Shen Shu’s, whispered, “I’m sorry.”

    Shen Shu’s heart pounded, her fingers gripping Xu Jinnan’s arm, the warmth of her lips still tingling.

    Xu Jinnan gently brushed her gloved hand against Shen Shu’s lips.

    Shen Shu seemed to relax slightly, leaning her head against Xu Jinnan’s shoulder, the earlier intimacy having broken down the last of her defenses.

    But her head was still bowed slightly, a hint of shyness in her posture, her cheeks burning as she noticed the silver ring on Xu Jinnan’s gloved finger.

    She bit her lip, taking a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure, to hide her reaction.

    Xu Jinnan seemed so experienced, so in control, while she…

    “Have you done this… often?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

    A gust of wind carried her words away, and Xu Jinnan, leaning closer, asked, “Done what often?”

    “This,” Shen Shu clarified.

    “…”

    “Nan-jie!”

    A familiar voice called out from a distance.

    Xu Jinnan looked up to see Chen Bo and Han Wenfang approaching.

    Since Song Ronghui and Yin Xue’s downfall, they had found new companions.

    Han Wenfang, seeing someone she knew, stopped, while Chen Bo continued walking towards them.

    “Oh my god, I thought I was mistaken,” he exclaimed, seeing Shen Shu with Xu Jinnan. “Hello, sister-in-law!”

    Shen Shu’s expression cooled. She hadn’t forgotten the hospital incident.

    “I’m going to get some water,” she said, dismounting.

    Xu Jinnan glanced at Chen Bo, knowing he wanted to talk to her, and said, “I’ll go with you.” She didn’t like people like Chen Bo, but she could use him.

    She had even discussed it with Shen Shu, who had said she didn’t mind Xu Jinnan using him for business purposes. But Shen Shu clearly disliked him.

    Chen Bo, aware of her disdain, felt a twinge of resentment.

    He had assumed Xu Jinnan had approved of his actions at the hospital.

    He touched his nose. “Nan-jie, I wanted to talk to you about the North District project.”

    Xu Jinnan stopped him from dismounting. “We’ll talk later,” she said. The resting area was a ten-minute ride away, and even with the safety nets along the riding path, it wasn’t entirely safe.

    At the resting area, Xu Jinnan dismounted first, then reached out to Shen Shu. “Here,” she said, then, as Shen Shu took her hand, pulled her into her arms, lifting her off the horse.

    After Shen Shu went inside to get some water, Chen Bo and Xu Jinnan sat down at a table under a parasol. A waiter brought them two cups of coffee.

    Xu Jinnan raised an eyebrow, looking at Chen Bo. “Did you follow me here?”

    Chen Bo’s back stiffened, and he quickly shook his head. “No way! It’s just a coincidence! I’ve been meaning to talk to you… And this place just opened recently. You know I frequent riding stables.”

    Normally, she would have indulged him, but today, she wasn’t in the mood. She glanced towards the resting area. “Just say what you want.”

    Chen Bo briefly explained his request – he wanted to know if there was any possibility of him getting involved in the North District project.

    “Sis, let me join your team. My old man is getting stricter and stricter with me, telling me to learn from you. We’re both spoiled brats, but you managed to turn your life around. Why can’t I?”

    Xu Jinnan: “…”

    Chen Bo grinned. “If he sees me focusing on my career, he’ll stop nagging me.”

    It was true, but there was another reason – he had a sort of blind admiration for Xu Jinnan.

    Her success, in his eyes, was effortless, and seeing her “reform,” he wanted to try it too.

    “Why are you coming to me with your family problems?”

    “My father only gives me trivial tasks. It’s boring, and I don’t want to work with him. I want to work with you,” he said.

    Xu Jinnan took a sip of coffee.

    “What do you want to do?” she asked. “Or rather, what can you do?”

    Chen Bo’s eyes lit up. “Nan-jie, you decide! I’m free. I can do anything.”

    Xu Jinnan considered it, not rejecting him outright. Having Chen Bo involved wouldn’t be a bad thing. The Chen family also had some influence in North City. This favor wasn’t just for Chen Bo; it was for the Chen family.

    After discussing the details, she went to find Shen Shu.

    She opened the door to the resting room and saw Shen Shu sitting on the sofa, examining the riding crop.

    Xu Jinnan paused. Shen Shu seemed to have a particular interest in leather…

    Perhaps I should get rid of those things after all.

  • Female Lead Was Coaxed Away by the Villain Again [Quick Transmigration] 121

    Chapter 121: My Guardian Spirit is Dead (7)

    When Song Zhili woke up in the hospital, three days had already passed. He had lost a significant amount of weight in those three days. Seeing the person sitting beside his bed, he coughed a couple of times and asked, “Dad, is Miss Xie alright?”

    His father’s expression twisted slightly. “She’s fine. What could happen to her?”

    He desperately wanted to complain and vent his frustrations, but felt embarrassed about revealing that he had been taken to the police station for questioning.

    The Song family was already displeased; after all, bailing out their son, then the father, was incredibly embarrassing.

    “That vengeful spirit, she’s too powerful,” Song Zhili said, frowning and clutching his chest, coughing again. “Didn’t they say I’m a nemesis of vengeful spirits?”

    Song Zhili now suspected the family elders had been deceiving him. After all, he wasn’t disconnected from the internet, and he knew there were many people who built up children just to tear them down.

    He suddenly felt a sense of despair, perhaps he was just an ordinary person, although he was considered exceptional within the Song family, perhaps he was the only one barely presentable.

    His father watched as his son’s spirits deflated: “Of course you’re a nemesis of vengeful spirits! You’re just too weak right now. She’s a centuries-old vengeful spirit with many dirty tricks up her sleeve. Of course you can’t defeat her in a straight fight.”

    “Tsk,” Jiang Zhiyan said, poking her head in through the window. “So you resort to slander when you can’t win, huh?”

    Song Zhili, in the hospital bed, and his father, sitting beside him, both fell silent, then simultaneously turned to look at the window.

    “Come on, Song Zhili, tell him, did I slap you in the face? Did I sneak attack you? Weren’t you the one who attacked me in the cafeteria? And you didn’t even manage to hurt me.”

    Song Zhili opened his mouth, his already dejected expression falling further.

    Song Zhili’s father glared at Jiang Zhiyan; he had encountered her at the airport before, but she hadn’t spoken to him, so he hadn’t paid her any attention: “What do you want?”

    “Was the police station comfortable, young master Song?”

    Song Zhili’s father’s face twisted in anger. Song Zhili initially thought she was talking to him, but noticing Jiang Zhiyan’s gaze, he looked at his father, puzzled.

    “What are you doing here?” his father asked again, knowing Jiang Zhiyan was deliberately trying to provoke them.

    “Paying a visit, after all, I’m the one who injured him, it wouldn’t be right not to visit,” Jiang Zhiyan floated inside. The already cool, air-conditioned room became even colder. “I am a polite vengeful spirit, after all.”

    “Are you able to get out of bed now, or are you going to look for Xie Yunzhi?” Jiang Zhiyan asked, looking at Song Zhili, who was staring at her, silent.

    “If you’re going to look for her, then you better get a VIP room at the hospital,” she continued. “Every time you go, I’ll beat you up, but don’t worry, I won’t kill you.”

    She said this with a smile.

    Song Zhili clenched his fists: “Why do you insist on following her?”

    “What’s it to you? This is between me and the Xie family,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Song Zhili’s father. “If you don’t want your son to be hospitalized every few days, then take him back, there are so many things to deal with, why bother with me? You can’t defeat me anyway, it’s a waste of money and police resources.”

    Song Zhili glared at Jiang Zhiyan: “One day…”

    “I know, don’t bully the young when they’re poor, don’t bully the middle-aged when they’re poor, don’t bully the elderly when they’re poor, and respect the dead, mm, when you die, I’ll probably still be around, you can continue to bother me, and when you become a ghost, I can just swallow you whole,” Jiang Zhiyan said with a smile. “Just thinking about it is wonderful.”

    The System, looking at Song Zhili’s expression, commented: “I think you’re going to anger him to death.”

    “How could that be?” Jiang Zhiyan waved at the two of them and turned to leave. “I hope I never see you again.”

    After Jiang Zhiyan left, Song Zhili leaned against the pillows, his face devoid of emotion.

    “Cheer up,” his father said, patting his shoulder.

    “Dad, is it possible I’ll never be able to defeat her, even in death?”

    …

    When the System relayed Song Zhili’s words to Jiang Zhiyan, she was a bit puzzled: “Is the male lead’s mental fortitude that weak?”

    “A proud genius gets slapped twice and lands in the hospital right after leaving seclusion, it’s a huge blow to his ego.”

    Jiang Zhiyan twitched the corners of her mouth and sighed softly: “He’s so weak and fragile, he doesn’t deserve the female lead.”

    System: …

    “He should just go home and retire,” Jiang Zhiyan scoffed.

    When Jiang Zhiyan returned, Xie Yunzhi had just finished a class. She looked at Jiang Zhiyan, annoyed that she had missed an entire class, held her phone to her ear, and asked, “Where did you go?”

    “I went to visit Song Zhili and suggested he get a VIP room at the hospital,” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Xie Yunzhi. “I think he’ll leave you alone for a while.”

    Xie Yunzhi’s lips twitched: “You’re really vicious.”

    “Don’t you think I’m being kind?” Jiang Zhiyan said, sounding aggrieved.

    “I thought you went on a date with some pretty ghost.”

    “Why would you think that? Are you jealous?” Jiang Zhiyan asked, sounding surprised.

    Xie Yunzhi coughed a couple of times: “Not jealous. There was just a ghost here asking where you went.”

    “If you’re not jealous, then why are you using coughing as a cover?”

    “I just have an itchy throat.” Xie Yunzhi rubbed her throat and coughed again. “Well, maybe you have a ghostly girlfriend, I don’t know.”

    “No, I don’t,” Jiang Zhiyan said with dissatisfaction. “I don’t have a girlfriend, I only have a wife.”

    Xie Yunzhi snorted.

    “Why did that ghost want to see me?” Jiang Zhiyan didn’t understand. Logically, in this world, besides the Xie family, no one, human or ghost, should have any connection to her.

    “She said she was from the underworld,” Xie Yunzhi said. “She told you to stop sending articles to the King of Hell. What did you even write?”

    Jiang Zhiyan looked enlightened and showed Xie Yunzhi her masterpieces.

    Xie Yunzhi was speechless: “Did you secretly take a policy writing course?”

    Jiang Zhiyan blinked, giving her an innocent smile.

    Xie Yunzhi found Jiang Zhiyan to be very unusual, completely different from an ordinary centuries-old ghost, though she had never actually met any other centuries-old ghosts.

    “But what do your articles have to do with the King of Hell? Why would someone come up here and warn you?”

    “Maybe because the King of Hell thinks my writing is good and actually listened to my suggestions,” Jiang Zhiyan blinked.

    Xie Yunzhi immediately understood and looked at Jiang Zhiyan: “I have a feeling you’ll be in more trouble than me soon.”

    Centuries-old vengeful spirits were rare, but there were many underworld officials who were centuries old.

    “You’re right. I should make some plans.” Jiang Zhiyan nodded.

    Jiang Zhiyan decided to write another article, asking the King of Hell to protect the personal safety of those who offered advice and suggestions.

    Xie Yunzhi had been very busy recently, with a lot of schoolwork, and she also had to find time to study those extra things, but thankfully, she learned quickly, especially when it came to talisman drawing, but the faster she learned, the stranger it felt, because she felt like she had learned these things in another time and space.

    And she still didn’t understand why Jiang Zhiyan could also draw talismans. She had subtly asked the Xie family, but they insisted that vengeful spirits absolutely could not draw talismans.

    As expected, the Xie family was unreliable, she had to rely on herself. She didn’t quite understand what the Xie family was even good for.

    So, when another underworld official appeared, she captured them.

    The ghost and the human stared at each other. Xie Yunzhi felt like she had just casually grabbed with the talisman Jiang Zhiyan taught her, she hadn’t expected it to actually work.

    “Did you deliver my message to Jiang Zhiyan?”

    “I did,” Xie Yunzhi said. “I helped you. In return, answer a question for me.”

    “Go ahead,” the underworld official paused. “Of course, I can’t tell you anything that involves heavenly secrets.”

    “This definitely doesn’t involve heavenly secrets! Why would I ask about that kind of thing? People are already saying I won’t live past thirty.” Xie Yunzhi lowered her voice. “I’m asking you, if a vengeful spirit can draw talismans…”

    “Then it’s not a vengeful spirit,” the official said, stroking their chin. “Normally, no ghost can draw talismans.”

    “No exceptions?” Xie Yunzhi pressed.

    “None.” The official spoke with certainty, then, looking at Xie Yunzhi’s expression, asked suspiciously, “You’re not going to tell me Jiang Zhiyan can, are you?”

    The official gasped. “I’ll have to look into this. This is truly unprecedented, unheard of.”

    “Actually, forget it, don’t ask,” Xie Yunzhi said, suddenly regretting her question, worried she might have caused trouble for Jiang Zhiyan.

    The official took a few steps, then her expression shifted from excitement to confusion. She looked around. “Why am I here?”

    She patted her forehead, thought for three seconds, and without further thought, returned to the underworld.

    Xie Yunzhi used the method Jiang Zhiyan taught her to perform a divination, but she couldn’t divine anything. However, she had a feeling that Jiang Zhiyan being able to draw talismans and perform divinations was related to the rules of this world.

    Jiang Zhiyan floated in through the window: “Another underworld official came?”

    “You knew they were coming, so you ran away?”

    “I hate trouble. What did they say? Your expression is strange.”

    Xie Yunzhi hesitated for a moment, then recounted what had just happened.

    “Ah, it’s nothing,” Jiang Zhiyan waved her hand dismissively. “She won’t ask.”

    “Why?”

    “There’s a bug in the world. The world will fix it itself. It won’t let this bug become known to too many NPCs.”

    “A bug?” Xie Yunzhi felt like her head was about to explode. “Do you mean… that kind of bug? NPCs? Aren’t we NPCs?”

    Xie Yunzhi sat cross-legged on the floor: “How can this world be both mystical and scientific?”

    “It’s a matter of different dimensions.” Jiang Zhiyan looked at Xie Yunzhi and extended her hand. “Only the two of us are together.”

    Xie Yunzhi reached out and patted Jiang Zhiyan’s hand, expecting her hand to pass through, but this time, she felt an icy touch, just for a moment, but it felt like her fingers were freezing, the coldness spreading throughout her body.

  • The Vicious Female Lead Doesn’t Want to Do It Anymore 83p1

    Chapter 83: More Please – The End p1

    After filming the first episode of Cloud Travels, they took a break, as the Spring Festival was approaching.

    The end of the year always had its unique atmosphere. The Dong family’s New Year couplets were always written by Dong Sheng himself, and sometimes, when he was in the mood, he would write a few extra pairs for relatives.

    “Dad, write two more, so I can give them to someone.”

    Dong Ling hurriedly said coquettishly when she saw her father about to put away his brush.

    She wanted to ask for two pairs for Song Mingzhi to put up at her house. After her father finished writing, she happily put them away and sat on the sofa, sending a message to Song Mingzhi.

    Liu Zhuoyun walked by with a fruit platter, and seeing Dong Ling’s beaming face as she looked at her phone, couldn’t help but ask: “Smiling like that, are you in love?”

    Dong Ling hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

    She hadn’t decided when to tell her family, anytime would be fine, she wasn’t worried about introducing Song Mingzhi to her family, and she wasn’t worried that her family wouldn’t like Song Mingzhi.

    Her upbringing gave her confidence, she knew that the people she liked and who were good to her would also be liked by her family.

    “That’s normal, you’re all grown up, when will you bring her home to meet us?”

    Liu Zhuoyun fed Dong Ling a piece of fruit and continued asking after Dong Ling swallowed it.

    “Whenever you want, but the person I like is also a girl.”

    Dong Ling said this cautiously, carefully observing her mother’s expression.

    “Ah… is it that girl named Song Mingzhi? Isn’t she a bit old? She seems to be almost five years older than you.”

    Dong Sheng countered his wife’s words: “Older is better, more caring, young people are mostly immature, it’s good to find someone to take care of our baby.”

    Dong Tang, who was standing beside them, added: “Yes, Mom, Dad’s right, someone more mature can take better care of Ling Ling. I’ve observed that person, she seems quite good, but you still have to meet her and see for yourselves.”

    Dong Ling: ???????

    Why did her family accept this so calmly, and how did they even know who she was dating?

    She hadn’t posted anything about her relationship on WeChat Moments, only some pictures on Weibo, and even those were anonymous, no one knew it was her.

    “Do you really think you’re hiding it well? Anyone with eyes can see it, even Second Uncle knows, and you still think you’re being secretive?”

    Dong Tang looked at his sister’s dumbfounded look and couldn’t help but facepalm.

    Dong Ling was speechless, she thought she was still in the closet, but in her family’s eyes, she was practically transparent.

    Was she really that obvious?

    If Chen Shang Shang heard this, she would definitely roll her eyes at her, this was called obvious? What wasn’t obvious? A boss following an actress around, spending most of her time on set with her, inseparable, the news had already spread throughout the industry, it was only Dong Ling herself who insisted they were just friends at first, and later, assumed everyone knew.

    When Dong Ling went to Song Mingzhi’s house with the couplets, she mentioned this.

    “My parents want to meet you, when are you free? Come over to my house for dinner.”

    Song Mingzhi, who was putting up the couplets, almost tore them in her surprise, fortunately, she calmed herself down and avoided embarrassing herself.

    She said somewhat nervously: “I’ll definitely visit after the New Year.”

    Seeing Song Mingzhi’s rare flustered appearance, Dong Ling smiled and said: “Okay.”

    Dong Ling didn’t ask Song Mingzhi to come over for Chinese New Year, firstly, because her family was quite large, she didn’t want Song Mingzhi to feel uncomfortable, and secondly, because Song Mingzhi would be spending New Year’s Eve alone this year, she still had Zhong Zhong.

    Zhong Zhong was currently in her senior year of high school, Song Mingzhi hired a private tutor for her, she caught up quickly, not only keeping up with the school’s progress, but also excelling.

    As for her biological parents, Song Mingzhi still hadn’t found any information, but she wasn’t forcing it, everything depended on fate, being able to find a relative was already a pleasant surprise.

    Another year passes amidst the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze brings warmth to the Tusu wine. (A line from a poem by Wang Anshi, describing Chinese New Year)

    When “The Legend of Liang Jin’an” was released, “Cloud Travels” also premiered online.

    The movie wasn’t a blockbuster, after all, it wasn’t suitable for all ages, even a bit obscure and difficult to understand in some places, but the box office was stable, and its reputation continued to rise after its release.

    In this movie, Yu Shuangwei didn’t hold back, showcasing her skills through various cinematic techniques, expressing her own ideas through the language of film, she wasn’t just filming a historical story, but also using history to reflect on power struggles, the subtle complexities of the human heart, and human nature.

    The movie ended with Liang Jin’an’s death, beginning with Liang Jin’an burning the palace and taking away the beautiful princess, and ending with the princess coldly watching the frail and dying Empress Dowager breathe her last, a stark contrast.

    Many people watched the variety show after seeing the movie, and some watched the movie after seeing the variety show.

    The former had their complex emotions soothed, the latter went from sweetness to angst, needing to rewatch the variety show to recover.

    Trending topics were bought for the movie’s promotion, Dong Ling didn’t buy any for the variety show, but the variety show still trended in its own unique way.

    The beautiful natural scenery, the rich CEO reasoning with people, Song Mingzhi’s reason for entering the entertainment industry, Yun Jie’s complaints about a certain arrogant celebrity, how carefree an unpopular idol could be, and so on.

    @PleaseSendMeOffToMyGrave: I didn’t expect the movie to be so heartbreaking, I, a CP fan, left the cinema in tears, fortunately I know they’re together in real life now, I repeated this to myself three times to feel better, continuing to indulge in their sweetness.

    @SweetSongZhong: The variety show is so sweet it makes my teeth ache, the domineering CEO and the canary are a perfect match, sharing food from the same bowl, this couple is locked, and saying she entered the industry because of ‘someone’s’ support, is this a public confession?!

    Wen Tianzi, looking at the rapidly growing number of CP fans and their comments, thought, you guys have no idea.

    CEO Dong and Song Jie even shared a bowl, even played shadow kissing, unfortunately, they didn’t see it, being the only one with this exclusive information was truly a lonely experience.

    Sigh, but she was just a guest star, she didn’t know if she would be invited for the next episode.

    It didn’t matter if she wasn’t, she had already witnessed the ultimate sweetness, and because of this show, she gained some exposure, even receiving some job offers, she was overjoyed.

    Not knowing the update schedule for “Cloud Travels,” everyone urged the official Weibo account for more.

    The official account replied slowly: We’ll air it after filming.

    As for when they would film, that depended on when the boss wanted to travel.

    This level of capriciousness was unique, everyone lamented, “It’s good to be rich,” and the number of people calling Dong Ling “mother-in-law” online increased again, much to Song Mingzhi’s displeasure, only appeased after Dong Ling called her “wife” several times in bed.

    When both the movie and the variety show were released, Dong Ling received the task reward.

    At this time, the familiar voice also returned, 021 greeted her energetically: [Host, I’m back!]

    Dong Ling: [You’re suddenly so normal, I’m not used to it.]

    It was the familiar feeling, she had become accustomed to 021’s greasiness, and its sudden change in style made Dong Ling feel a little uncomfortable.

    021: [Girl! I knew someone still liked this style, retro is the new trend!]

    Dong Ling: […Just be normal.]

    021 joked with Dong Ling for a while, then became serious.

    [Girl, your task is almost complete, just one last public announcement task, and the main storyline progress will be full, then I can finally retire!]

    Dong Ling knew this day would come, and she had been waiting for it, but when it actually arrived, she couldn’t help but feel a little melancholic.

    Hearing the task issued by the task system, Dong Ling said softly: [Okay.]

    Dong Ling wasn’t in a hurry to complete the task and announce their relationship on social media, she and Song Mingzhi had already decided to do it during the last episode of the variety show.

    They planned to film nine episodes, this number had a special meaning.

    In ancient times, nine represented the extreme, nine nine returning to one, a cycle of completion.

    Dong Ling’s parents didn’t mind whether they announced their relationship or not. During their visit earlier this year, they praised Song Mingzhi’s elegant demeanor and gentle personality, and after observing their interactions, they were reassured.

  • I’m Surrounded by My Own Pets! 211

    Chapter 211: Lian Xing to be “Enjoyed” by Billions of “Haters”!?

    Fear was a rare emotion for Beast Taming Evolution Duel players. It wasn’t a horror game. The only fear was choosing the wrong evolution path. But now, as Moonwalker and Lian Xing appeared, every player held their breath, especially the girl with the suggestive Mickey Mouse buns and starry eyes.

    Though her appearance was… much, an overwhelming aura radiated from her. They felt an incomprehensible pressure, a suffocating despair. This wasn’t the power level they should be facing at the fourth anniversary…

    As the pale-faced players watched, the starry-eyed girl in white stockings approached, her familiar, suggestive appearance reminding many of the streamer, Lian Xing. That streamer also had the signature twin buns and white stockings, prioritizing a ridiculous appearance over her looks, boasting about her “strongest Ancient Species.” But Lian Xing had many fans, drawn by her Moonlight Rabbit, the first publicly known Myriad-Level Pet Beast in the game. Her dramatic death after evolving the Ancient Species had only boosted her fame.

    “Lian… Lian Xing!?”

    “She looks just like her… Could it be…?”

    “Probably. Who else would wear Mickey Mouse buns in public?”

    “The map marker says Lian Xing, with a ‘Star Concubine’ prefix. What’s that?”

    The players murmured as Lian Xing approached. Thanks to Unbreakable Heaven’s Ring, she recognized many familiar faces: friends, guildmates, rivals, even pro players. The Divine Machine had revealed everything, opening a path between the game and the Moon Soul World. It seemed Snow Flower and Golden Leaf’s rampage had forced its hand.

    As Lian Xing smirked, the Divine Machine reacted.

    “Whoosh—!!!” A flash of light. The Divine Machine emerged, a thumb-sized chip containing trillions of Pet Essence particles. Ignoring Lian Xing, it nervously addressed Moonwalker.

    “Guardian Moonwalker, I mean no harm. These are Beast Tamers from the Bubble Pet Beast World, mistakenly brought here. They’ll leave soon. A new Fallen Emperor has appeared, attached to Snow Flower.” The Divine Machine’s fear was evident. Though a high-ranking Legend, it wasn’t a combat type. Even First Quarter could crush it, let alone the Guardians. Its appearance was a surrender.

    But Moonwalker, instead, looked at Lian Xing, who seemed interested in the refugees. The Divine Machine, noticing this, looked at the girl with the Mickey Mouse buns. Then, Lian Xing’s words nearly stopped its Life Crystal.

    “Divine Machine, how will you handle these players…?”

    “Those who lost their Ancient and Shining Species… you won’t just compensate them with Black skills, will you? Judging by your aura… am I right? You’re even stingier than I thought~~~”

    Lian Xing’s words stunned the Divine Machine and the players. They had assumed their new identities were arranged. But she had exposed them!

    “…”

    “…”

    “Who are you?” The Divine Machine’s voice was serious, searching its database for this girl, but found nothing. A newcomer… Moonwalker’s new favorite?

    Lian Xing ignored it, approaching the players with a smile.

    “Ladies, what anniversary is it?”

    “F-Fourth…” a player stammered.

    “Good. The time flow matches~~~”

    “I’m Lian Xing, a player who transmigrated a year early.”

    “…”

    “…”

    “!!!!” The players erupted. Lian Xing… it was really her!? How had she transmigrated early!? Then, her former fans’ voices rose.

    “Lian Xing, show us that move! The one where you roll around and don’t get dirty!”

    “Lian Xing, will you keep your promise about letting your fans… enjoy you if your Ancient Species evolution failed!?”

    “Lian Xing, I’m your fan, can you… do me?”

    A red “X” appeared on Lian Xing’s forehead. These “fans” had insulted her online, and now they were brazen in person!? She almost exploded, wanting to “discipline” them all. As an Emperor-Tier Beast Tamer, she wasn’t afraid. But the pure and kind Lian Xing wouldn’t do such a thing. Calming herself, she smiled.

    “Ladies, two choices.”

    “One, stay under this thing’s server, but I can’t guarantee it won’t lie again.”

    “Two, join me. I’ll provide skills, data, a portal to Earth, and more players. I just dislike this thing and won’t let it manipulate us~~~”

    “…”

    “…”

    “Ridiculous! You want to steal my players? I’m a high-ranking Legend! What are you!?” The Divine Machine scoffed, glancing at Moonwalker. Seeing no reaction, it relaxed.

    But then, Lian Xing glanced at it, and time seemed to freeze. The Divine Machine’s parts seized up.

    Was she attacking? About to attack? Should it dodge? A mere Beast Tamer, even if strong, couldn’t surpass Heavenly Maiden… It generated countless countermeasures, but before absolute power, its will was fragile.

    “BOOM!!!”

    A white light descended. A rabbit woman with a giant tail slammed the Divine Machine into the ground. Shockwaves rippled, vaporizing Pet Essence. The Ancient Moonlight Rabbit looked up, her eyes crimson.

    “An Ancient Species!!!!” The Divine Machine shrieked. Pinned down, it couldn’t resist. The players were silent, their Pet Beasts retreating. The terrifying pressure was like what they had felt facing Storm for the first time.

    Lian Xing placed a white-stockinged foot on the Divine Machine, grinding it into the ground.

    “Divine Machine, I don’t want to kill you. I’m grateful. Without you, I wouldn’t be here. So, a chance: find Tai Yin’s location, become a part for my Mechanical species, or give me control of the server. Do any, and I’ll spare you~~~”

    “…”

    “…”

    “Never! I’d rather die!!!” The Divine Machine’s gears reddened with shame and anger.

    As it struggled, Moonwalker spoke.

    “Divine Machine, don’t resist. She just killed Drought with two Pet Beasts. You have no chance…”

    “Ridiculous! Drought can’t die! Seven King Mother wouldn’t allow—”

    The Divine Machine stopped mid-sentence. Drought’s red arrow was gone from the map. And… blue, red, gold, and white markers had converged here. A player had been right. Blue for Guardian, gold for Shining, red for Fallen, white for Ancient! The Divine Machine felt a chill. Was this woman insane!? She had all three special evolutions! This wasn’t a collectible card game! This would destabilize her entire lineup!

    Then, it noticed something on the map: a rapidly blinking white dot approaching from Cloud Mist Sea, moving several times faster than Storm.

    “It’s coming!!!” it shrieked. “Release me! I have to send the players back! My hard work can’t be wasted!!!”

    Even without the warning, Lian Xing and Moonwalker sensed the approaching aura, its pressure threatening to crush everything in its path, vaporizing the clouds.

    This was…

    The Ancient Emperor, Lotus Concubine Tai Sui!

    But Lian Xing, still staring at the Divine Machine, asked, “Choose, Divine Machine. Which option?”

    “Are you crazy!? That thing is coming for your Ancient Species! Don’t drag me down with you!”

    “Choose first.”

    “Release me first!!!”

    “Choose…”

    “Release…”

    “Choose…”

    The Divine Machine was about to break down. Glancing at the confused players, it finally relented. “One! I’ll give you Tai Yin’s location!”

    “Good~~~” Lian Xing smiled, removing her foot. Pet Beasts didn’t lie.

    As a black pressure enveloped the sky, Lian Xing had Mist Colt expand her viral world, absorbing all the players. She didn’t know why the Ancient Emperor had arrived now, but it didn’t matter. They would fight eventually. She had kept the players here, not sent them back to Earth, to witness this battle, to prove her overwhelming power. She wanted to use Beast Taming Evolution Duel’s functions and evolution simulations to reach the Eleventh Zodiac’s level.

    Finally, a shadowy figure with a chaotic aura descended.

    “…”

    “…”

    “BOOM!!!!!”

    The earth shattered, shockwaves obliterating everything for thousands of miles. The players within Mist Colt’s viral world held their breath, watching cautiously.

    Under the watchful eyes of Moonwalker, the Divine Machine, Lian Xing, and the Ancient Moonlight Rabbit, a black-haired woman in a feathered crown emerged, her body wreathed in black flames, her aura as terrifying as an ancient emperor.

    The First Emperor, Lotus Concubine Tai Sui…

    The ultimate Pet Beast that even Star Goddess’s full lineup couldn’t defeat.

    The Moon Soul World’s original Ancient Species!

    Lotus Concubine Tai Sui approached, her greedy gaze fixed on the pure white Ancient Moonlight Rabbit.

    The Ancient Rabbit’s crimson eyes narrowed.

    Just as the tension reached its peak, Moonwalker exhaled a cloud of mist, asking sternly, “Lotus Concubine Tai Sui, you’ve trespassed into Cloud Mist Sea, crossing through Inverse Time’s territory. Do you intend to make enemies of all the Guardians?”

    “…”

    “…”

    “Of course not. How could a humble commoner like me defy the Six Guardians under Lord Nine-Colored Deer?”

    “I’m merely delivering invitations on their behalf~~~” Lotus Concubine Tai Sui said sarcastically, walking towards the Ancient Moonlight Rabbit.

    Then, restraining her greed, she bypassed the rabbit and stood before the golden-haired, starry-eyed girl.

    Lian Xing, much shorter than the First Emperor, blinked innocently.

    Though Lotus Concubine Tai Sui had a bad reputation, she was undeniably beautiful~~~

    Lian Xing took the golden invitation offered by the expressionless woman, three shimmering characters catching her eye.

    [Lunar Divine Festival]

    Moonwalker and the Divine Machine’s pupils constricted sharply.

    What the hell!?

    How!?

    The Lunar Divine Festival… at this time…?

    “…”

    “…”

    “Alright, invitation delivered. I won’t overstay my welcome. See you in a month~~~~”

    “Star Concubine, as the only Myriad-Level Ancient Species Beast Tamer, I have high expectations for you—” Lotus Concubine Tai Sui turned with a mocking smile.

    As she left, the players within Mist Colt’s viral world breathed a sigh of relief.

    How terrifying! What level was that!?

    Far stronger than any boss in Beast Taming Evolution Duel!

    As Lotus Concubine Tai Sui departed, Lian Xing turned to Moonwalker and the Divine Machine, who clearly knew something.

    Lunar Divine Festival… what did it mean?

    Then…

    Something unexpected happened.

    Lotus Concubine Tai Sui, having retreated a short distance, began to float into the air, seemingly preparing to depart for her next destination.

    But then she stopped abruptly, turning around with a look of disbelief.

    The Ancient Moonlight Rabbit stood behind her, a fluffy paw gripping her ankle.

    “…”

    “…”

    “What are you looking at?” the Back-Tailed Moon-Chasing Demon Rabbit asked, tilting her head with annoyance.

    Before Lian Xing, Moonwalker, or the Divine Machine could react, the Ancient Moonlight Rabbit slammed Lotus Concubine Tai Sui into the ground.

    “BOOM!!!!!”

    A deafening explosion ripped through the air, obliterating the surrounding landscape and scattering the clouds.

    As the dust settled, Lotus Concubine Tai Sui lay amidst the ruins, her face covered in dirt, her expression one of utter bewilderment.

    Not only Moonwalker and the Divine Machine, but even Lian Xing, the Moonlight Rabbit’s master, blinked in stunned silence.

    A married pet beast’s actions…have nothing to do with its master…!!!