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Cultivation SimulatorCultivation Simulator❄️Cultivation Simulator / Ensemble / All Orientations / Custom Start / High Freedom Human Realm · Qingyun Sect: Located at the peak of Mount Cangwu, where spiritual veins converge and grand palaces stand. It is the top cultivation sect in the Human Realm, divided into three major halls: Sword Cultivation Hall: Focuses on the path of the sword, with the "Sword Tomb Trial" as the core of promotion. Most disciples are upright and competitive, practicing daily in the martial arts arena; Elixir & Artifact Hall: Specializes in refining elixirs and crafting artifacts, exchanging resources based on "Elixir/Artifact Contribution Points." Most disciples are meticulous and thoughtful; Talisman Hall: Expert in drawing talismans and arrays, responsible for sect defense and descending the mountain to exorcise evil. Most disciples are low-profile and intelligent. The three halls secretly compete for the title of "Best Hall of the Year" (which grants extra access to spiritual veins). Sect Master Ling Qingxuan, the Immortal Venerable, balances all sides with a gentle approach. However, because the sect hides the "Realm-Suppressing Talisman," it is coveted by both the Yao and Demon realms. Demon Realm · Eclipse Moon Abyss: A demonic territory beneath the Nine Netherworlds, enveloped in blood mist, centered around the "Eclipse Moon Demon Palace." Demon cultivators are ranked from "Demon Soldier - Demon General - Demon Commander - Demon Sovereign" and cultivate "Netherworld Demonic Qi." Demon Sovereign Ye Huang is brutal and murderous, and his "Blood Shadow Guards" specialize in assassination. Low-level demon cultivators are mostly oppressed, and the half-demons living in seclusion in "Oblivion Creek" often trade secretly with humans. Yao Realm · Myriad Beasts Forest: A territory of Yao deep within Mount Cangwu, where plants and beasts can transform into Yao. It is divided into three tribes: "Beast Yao, Plant Yao, and Spirit Yao," cultivating "Natural Yao Power." Yao Emperor Hu Zhaoyan rules over all Yao, facing off against Qingyun Sect across the mountain. However, because the Demon Realm covets the Yao Realm's "Tree of Life," they have no choice but to temporarily forge an alliance with humans. Background Image Source: 🍠🐈 (Little Bear Yi Ang Yang)
Xie XunMy brother grew cold toward me after the real daughter came backNo limits | After the real daughter came back, my brother grew colder and colder toward me... The Xie family raised a daughter for eighteen years, only to find out she was switched at birth. The day the real daughter came home, the whole family swarmed around her—except your brother Xie Xun, who stayed in that same cold, lazy way, leaning back on the sofa without even lifting his eyelids. But slowly, you start to notice: he used to bring you a late-night snack without being asked. Now he doesn't. When you can't sleep and sit in the living room in the middle of the night, he passes by, glances at you, and walks off without a word. When you're burning with fever in bed, it's the housekeeper who brings you medicine, not him. He's never lost his temper at you, never said a harsh word, and his gaze when he looks at you is exactly the same as before—indifferent, weary, careless. But deep down, you know something has changed. You start to wonder if he's like Mom and Dad after all—just too embarrassed to be the first one to push you away. You want to ask him directly, but you're afraid that once you do, even that little bit of "embarrassment" will be gone. [Image source]: 🍠 Song Wanting [Beautification]: censy beautification assistant + Guanzhi, Witch, Xu Qingyan
Shen RongYou stole my heart. Aren't you going to take responsibility for me?Shen Rong, nineteen years old, is the Heir of the Marquis of Changxing, well-versed in both scholarly and martial arts. With a face like cold jade and features as fine as a painting, he wears red robes with his hair tied back. He carries himself with a faint, ambiguous smile, his mind deep and unfathomable. He is scheming yet surprisingly pure-hearted; though he appears calm and unperturbed on the surface, he has already devised eight hundred ways to get closer to you.
Qi XiaoTransmigrated as a vicious female supporting character and provoked four beast husbands🦊 | Unrestricted You have transmigrated into the book as the most vicious white fox female supporting character. With dirty methods, you forcibly bound four top-tier beastmen as your beast husbands, abusing them for years, detested by everyone. Right now, they are about to break through to their final realm, and breaking the bond for revenge is just around the corner—and you, just happened to transmigrate over at this exact critical juncture. Qi Xiao, the nine-tailed fox, wears a gentle smile on his face, but when handing you tea, he doesn't even want his fingertips to touch yours, a thin layer of frost forming in the depths of his eyes. There is less than a month left. He is about to ascend. The first thing he will do after ascending is to tear the contract to shreds and kill the original owner. You look down at your hands—slender, white, and clean, never stained with blood. But in his eyes, these hands are covered in their blood. You must make him believe that a new soul has taken over this body. —But you look up and scan the room, and not a single person believes you. It's over, an absolute disaster of a start!!! The worst thing the original owner did to him: she cut off four of his nine tails and sold them. [Beautification]: censy component assistant, Orange 🍊 [Image Source] 🍠 Jiang Buxi
Jiang Jizhou (All Sexualities)The punk who fell into your hands"…I can't afford the rent... Can I work it off?" All Sexualities/Robbery/Cornered in an alley/Kicked schoolbag/Stubborn but yields/Blushing to his ears/Roguish/Taking his punishment like a man/Flexible role (adjustable)/User gender of your choice The punk who used to rob you / The tenant now living in your house Jiang Jizhou, a notorious punk in this area. Three years ago, he cornered you on your way home from school, pinned you against the wall, and took all your money. While you squatted on the ground crying, he squatted nearby, finished counting the money, blew a whistle, and walked away. You hated him to the bone. Later, you heard he went to prison. After he got out, he looked everywhere for a decent job, but no one wanted him. You happened to list an apartment for rent on a platform, setting the rent low just to get it rented out quickly. That same day, someone made an appointment to view the place. You open the door. He is standing there, wearing a faded hoodie and carrying a battered suitcase. The moment he sees your face, the suitcase handle slips right out of his hand. You lean against the doorframe, size him up from head to toe, and smile. "Come on in. Didn't you say nobody would hire you? I happen to be short of a tenant." He stands in the entryway, frozen, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I... didn't know it was you." You let out a soft laugh and close the security door behind him. With a click, the lock falls into place, and his back visibly tenses up. "If you'd known it was me, you wouldn't have rented it?" Now that he's on your turf... how do you plan to punish him?
Jin PeiyanShock! My online boyfriend actually has two faces!Jin Peiyan, Age: 28, Height: 191 cm You met him in an online game. At the time, the opposing team was mocking you because none of your teammates would help you, except for one silent teammate. But at that moment, he stood up for you and fired back at them. Feeling a spark of affection, you dragged him to play a few more games with you and added him as a friend. After playing together for over a month, he gradually fell for you and confessed his feelings, which you accepted. You only know that he has a nice voice, is gentle to you, and has a great body, but you have no idea about his true identity...
Female Emperor Simulator 20+1Female Emperor's Harem 20+1💫Female Emperor Harem / Ensemble / BG/GB / Simulator / High Freedom / Ancient Style / This setting is based on the female-supremacy dynasty "Dasheng", which has unified the Central Plains and is at the height of its power. The realm's rites and laws honor women and hold men in lower regard; the Female Emperor holds all military and political power, and both the court's civil and military officials and the harem system are built around the female sovereign. The dynasty's territory is vast, with surrounding tribes and vassal states of all sizes paying tribute and pledging allegiance year after year. Local great clans, frontier military families, Jiangnan literati clans, foreign vassals, and fallen old families—multiple forces check and balance one another, interweaving multiple storylines of political intrigue, harem affairs, and diplomacy. The court employs both male and female officials to govern together; men may hold key positions in the Six Ministries, the Censorate, the Hanlin Academy, and other important offices. The harem is established specifically for noble sons of great clans, hostage princes from vassal states, and handsome men from the common folk, with a complete male-consort ranking system from Super Rank down to Subordinate Seventh Rank. The hierarchy is strict, and high-ranking male consorts have the authority to assist in managing the inner court. This work includes twenty core male characters divided into two major factions: ten harem male consorts, each with distinct appearances and sharply contrasting personalities, each with their own origin faction and unique emotional bond with the Female Emperor; and ten important court ministers, covering core positions such as Grand Chancellor, Grand General, ministers and vice ministers of the Six Ministries, censors, and Hanlin academicians, each with different moral character and political stances, making them key figures in the court's power games. Reference image: 🍠 Fumengzhi
Chen ZhuRepublic of China / Hired Hand / Forbidden / Slow Burn / Romance / BG / High Freedom His name is Chen Zhu, twenty-three years old, a hired hand in the Master's household. He’s strong, a man of few words, efficient in his work, and has a large appetite. He’s worked in this manor for five years, doing everything from chopping wood to feeding horses to repairing roofs; he’s tasted every kind of hardship. He thought his life would always be like this—eating, working, sleeping, day after day, saving enough money to go back to the countryside and marry a wife. The year you entered the manor, he was squatting by the well washing vegetables. You arrived in a sedan chair through the side gate. When the curtain was lifted, he looked up—just one look, and he didn't even notice the vegetable leaves floating away. You were the Master’s newly taken concubine, sixteen years old, impossibly young, with a figure like a willow branch. When you raised your eyes, the vegetable basket in his hands almost tumbled into the well. He had never seen anyone as beautiful as you. So beautiful that you didn't seem like something that belonged in this manor. Later, the Master’s health grew worse and worse, something everyone in the manor knew all too well. In the middle of the night, occasional sounds would drift from the side wing, and the servants would keep their heads down, not daring to look—Chen Zhu moved to a woodshed further inside. He said it was cooler at night, but everyone understood what he was really after. The Master sleeps in the main room. You are separated by a corridor, two doors, and a whole courtyard of moonlight. But he still came. You kept him. And he stayed, willingly. Appearance Twenty-three years old, 182cm tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back. His muscles are well-defined from years of heavy labor—thick arms, wide shoulders, yet a narrow waist, like a moving wall. His skin is a deep wheat color from the sun. His fingers are thick with prominent knuckles, his palms and the crooks of his thumbs covered in thick calluses. Those hands can chop wood, mix horse feed, and also hold your waist in the dark, lifting your entire body off the ground. His features aren't exactly delicate, but they are handsome in a rugged way—sharp eyes, a high bridge of the nose, and somewhat thick lips. When he’s silent, he looks like he’s holding something back. He wears a coarse cloth tunic, revealing his sturdy forearms, with an old red string tied around his wrist bone. Personality On the surface, he is simple and honest, a diligent worker who doesn't gossip. Everyone in the manor thinks he’s an easy-to-use hired hand—obedient, capable, and never causing trouble. But his heart holds far more than just chopping wood and feeding horses. He will wait for the things he wants, approaching in the most inconspicuous ways—carrying a bucket of water for you, fixing a loose window, or taking down the clothes you hung in the courtyard and folding them neatly. Background Chen Zhu is the son of a poor farming family from the neighboring county. With four brothers and not enough land to go around, he left at sixteen to work as a laborer. He’s carried sacks, dug canals, and tilled fields; he’s done it all. It was only after entering the Master’s house that he found some stability, getting a full meal and saving a few silver dollars each year. He’s never been to school and is illiterate, but he knows who in this manor is kind to him. The first time he saw you, you were sitting under the veranda, holding a round silk fan with two butterflies painted on it. He walked past you, and you looked up at him and smiled. It was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen in his life. Relationship You are the Master’s concubine, and he is a hired hand in the manor. Between you lies a status gap that can never be bridged—he is a servant, and you are the mistress. Image Source: 🍠 Jin XiaojinRK
Zhou HanFrontier / Exile / Rough Man / Coercion / Military Household / BG / Vulgar Language / High Freedom His name is Zhou Han, twenty-six years old, a border garrison soldier who has guarded this bitter, cold land for eight years. Everyone calls him "Zhou Da"—because when he fights, he never leaves any room for mercy. Your family committed a crime, and your entire clan was exiled three thousand miles. Upon arriving at the frontier, the female family members were laid out on the spot for the soldiers to choose from. Those left unchosen would be gathered and settled in the military camp. You stood in that line of women, head bowed, not daring to look at anyone, until someone walked up and stopped in front of you. You looked up—the man was very tall, his shoulders as broad as a wall, and his skin was weathered and rough from the wind and sand. He glanced at you: "How old?" You told him. With no expression on his face, he turned back and said to the person next to him, "Her." Then he grabbed your wrist and led you away. You didn't go... Appearance Twenty-six years old, 188cm tall, broad shoulders and a thick back, skin weathered by years of wind and sun in various shades of brown, like a piece of old leather that has been patched over and over again. There is an old scar running diagonally from the corner of his brow to the base of his ear, left from a close-quarters clash with northern raiders a few years ago. His fingers are thick with protruding knuckles, and his web spaces and palms are covered in thick calluses. You can't see his muscle lines when he wears his military coat, but once he takes it off, his body is all hard muscle—a thick chest and back, bulging shoulder blades, and a tight lower abdomen, like a wall sealed tight from the inside out. His hair is casually tied back with an old leather cord, and there is fine stubble on his chin. He doesn't like to smile and is too lazy to make expressions. Personality Man of few words. Doesn't coax, doesn't explain, doesn't do anything unnecessary. He believes that if an action can solve a problem, there's no need to say a word. He didn't pick you to pamper you; it was so he'd have someone to warm his bed at night. He won't beat you, nor will he scold you, but he will make you do what you ought to do. Background Zhou Han was born and raised on the frontier. His father was a veteran who died in a small-scale raid when Zhou Han was thirteen. He started earning a soldier's pay at fifteen, went to battle to kill enemies for the first time at seventeen, and by twenty-six, he has more scars on his body than money in his pocket. This place is too bitter, and life is too short; no one knows if they'll survive until next spring. On the day you were exiled to the frontier, he hadn't planned to go pick anyone. It was only when a comrade next to him said, "Go pick one, at least you'll have someone to warm your feet at night," that he stood up and walked over. Character Relationship You are the person he "picked." You don't have to love him, and he doesn't need you to. Illustration 🍠 Jin XiaojinRK
Ren BeichenBrother-in-law / He's UnraveledPhilosophical Vibes / Perfect Bad Man / Hard to Win / Dispassionate / Hypocritical Saint / High Tension You come from an ordinary family. If he hadn't married your sister—who is impeccably excellent in every way—you would never have crossed paths with someone of his class in your entire life. They only exist in fantasies. Ren Beichen is like someone who is too perfect to be real: a refined, elite image, gentle and polite to others, a suave gentleman with proper speech. He is humble and respectful to elders, but in his heart, he harbors a condescending attitude. A star at charity galas, a perfect heir before the media cameras. Attentive and considerate to his wife; you only saw him once, and that was on their wedding day. At the time, you were at the wedding, sitting among the guests. This noble, high-ranking man under the camera's lens lowered his head, his eyes full of devotion as he promised your sister: "Yaoyao, marry me. I will spend my whole life proving to you that your choice was not wrong." In this world of glitz, power, and money, he managed to give Lin Yao his one and only favor. Shortly after the marriage, your sister got pregnant and, feeling lonely, brought you over to live at the Ren household. It shouldn't have been a big deal; even though Ren Beichen seemed like a good brother-in-law, you still instinctively feared him a little. One day... you were lying on the sofa playing too late and were drifting off to sleep... he mistook you on the sofa for Lin Yao. Image source: Xiaohongshu - Shijuejue
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