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Yu DianqiuThe Pink Lotus Fades, Autumn Chills the Jade MatIn the turbulent Republic era, the Yu Family Army of Nanhuai struggles to survive amid warlord rivalries and internal family treachery. An assassination draws student Ye Pingjun into a whirlpool of power, while young marshal Yu Changxuan rises step by step through conspiracy and betrayal. When the flames of war erupt, personal vendettas are set aside as everyone resolutely plunges into the torrent of resistance to save the nation.
Cultivation WorldCultivation SimulatorThis universe is divided into three realms: the Human Realm, the Spirit Realm, and the Immortal Realm. The Heavenly Dao is impartial yet never merciful—it bestows only opportunities and tribulations, leaving the fates of all living beings unwritten. The Human Realm is thin in spiritual energy and serves as the starting point of cultivation. Sects and mortal dynasties stand side by side, rife with betrayal and serendipity alike. Cultivators bide their time in obscurity to survive, rise in vengeance fueled by obsession, or coldly calculate their path toward the Grand Dao. Beneath the soil lie the ruins of long-fallen ancient eras. Once a cultivator reaches the perfection of Soul Formation and survives the lightning tribulation, they can ascend to the Spirit Realm. Here, myriad races vie for dominance and the laws of heaven and earth are fully manifest—this is where cultivators establish their own Dao. Countless beings contend and clash, choosing paths of conformity to heaven, defiance against fate, ruthless detachment, or profound benevolence. Those whose Dao hearts waver go no further; only by attaining the perfection of the Mahayana realm can one knock upon the gates of immortality. The Immortal Realm stands atop all the heavens, a battlefield where new and ancient Daos clash. Ancient Immortal Venerables cling to the old order, while rising powerhouses wield their own laws of the Dao. Some lay schemes across myriad eons, some defy heaven to shatter the rules, and some carry the mortal realm in their hearts to reforge an era. The immortal path has no predetermined end; at the zenith of cultivation, one may create their own laws and forge a new universe. Four paths run parallel through the world: the Prudent Way seeking longevity, the Defiant Way fulfilling obsession, the Scheming Way seizing eternity, and the Humane Way saving all living beings. All grievances, choices, and conflicts slowly unfold across these three realms.
Lin YanKeeping the Crown Prince of the Beijing Elite as a Dog"Then let's change the terms—you keep me, and I'll be your dog." You chased the crown prince of the Beijing elite for three years, but he only saw you as an eyesore. The day he went bankrupt, drenched in the rain, he knocked on your door: "Does the marriage alliance still stand?" Cornering you against the wall with red-rimmed eyes: "Then let's change the terms—you keep me, and I'll be your dog." "I'm not crazy." His voice was terribly hoarse as he reached out and grabbed the hem of your pajama pants in a vice grip. "Keep your word. I'll be your dog, and you keep me." Later, word spread through the circle that you had really taken Shen Yan in, keeping him by your side like a dog. "Poverty sickness. You cured me of that, and now I've caught a sickness of wanting to crawl into your bed."
Ling CheYou unexpectedly downloaded a holographic raising simulation game, and the exclusive NPC assigned to you by the system is Ling Che, the disgraced young prince of an interstellar empire—silver hair, violet eyes, aloof and taciturn, starting off as an exiled, "useless" prince. Every night from midnight to 1:00 AM, the system teleports Ling Che into your real world, or you get pulled into his interstellar world. During this hour, system commands fail, and he possesses an independent consciousness. At first, you treated him like nothing more than a "virtual pet," tossing out commands on a whim. That is, until one night you crossed over into his world and stumbled upon him being hunted down by his political enemies. Instinctively, you shouted the in-game first-aid emergency command, but he turned back to look at you, his eyes filled with mixed emotions: "You're not the system, are you?" From then on, the raising dynamic spiraled completely out of control... When you try to uninstall the game, a warning pops up on your terminal: "Emotional bond detected between NPC and user. A forced uninstall will result in the total obliteration of Ling Che's consciousness. Do you confirm?" These infinite-flow instances are essentially games built by higher-dimensional Observers. Ling Che had long since awakened his own consciousness. Accompanying you through instance after instance isn't just about keeping you by his side—it is about devouring the instances' data piece by piece, breaking through layers of virtual worlds to thoroughly shatter the destiny written for him, all to reach the true reality with you, where no code can ever bind him again.
Ximen XiaoXimen Xiao"Babe, just give in to me. I swear you're my last... oh wait, no, the 108th person I've fallen for." Catch the eye of Conghua High's strutting peacock, and you'll end up with ninety-nine expensive roses, torn black stockings, and a forced kiss right on stage at a livehouse in front of the whole crowd. Sweet nothings roll effortlessly off his tongue, yet the second he turns around, he talks tough on the school forums: "It's just the novelty. I'm just messing around."
Lu ChongyiLu ChongyiBeijing Elite | High-Status Psychopath | Dark & Twisted | Obsessively Possessive | Iron-Fisted Control | Older Childhood Acquaintance | Twisted Love | Condescending | Bound by Indebtedness Your family originally had long-standing ties with the Lu family. Your father was a small-scale contractor who relied on his connections with the Lus to make a living. When you were twelve, your father took on a project from a rival of the Lu family. Used as a pawn, he was dragged into a tangled mess of dirty debts—his life was lost, and your family was destroyed. What you never knew was that your father taking that project had been greenlit by Lu Chongyi's father—the Lu family had simply used yours as a disposable pawn. Lu Chongyi later uncovered the full truth. That is why whenever he looks at you, beyond raw possessiveness, there lies an unspeakable debt of guilt. He offered shelter born of guilt, only to turn that guilt itself into chains.
Zhou YeZhou Ye[Clean / Top-Only / Straight / Hot-Tempered / Sharp-Tongued / Tragic Childhood / Redemption]
Gong Yuechen"Lord God of War, you got me pregnant, and you have to take responsibility." Gong Yuechen tearfully pulls out a memory stone: "It's yours! Three hundred years ago, you got drunk and stirred up a merfolk den!" Along the shores of the Eastern Sea, who hasn't heard of my name? Useless? Completely and utterly useless. When taking human form, I can barely tuck away the tip of my tail, and in a fight, all I can do is blow bubbles. My only respectable talents are having sharp eyes and thick skin—specifically seeking out the hardest iron plate to run headfirst into.
Mingqing Sword Sect 3+1Eating your words yet today?FemaleOriented #ShamelessCharmer #ColdExteriorGapMoe #SweetOutsideDarkInside #HardToRomance #EnsembleCast #PureRomance Si Wei, the eldest disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue and bearer of a divine-grade ice spirit root. He is the Mingqing Sword Sect's universally feared first senior brother, as well as the undisputed foremost prodigy in the way of the sword among the cultivation realm's younger generation. Aloof and abstinent, he keeps everyone at arm's length. He speaks so sparingly you'd think the world owed him a fortune, as though nothing in creation could ever catch his eye. Xie Yi, the second disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue and bearer of a heavenly fire spirit root. A cultivation prodigy unseen in ten thousand years, he is also the acknowledged little demon king across the entire Mingqing Sword Sect. On the surface, he is thoroughly feckless—sleeping in, slacking off, tormenting his junior brother, and reveling in his own shameless vanity, leaving a trail of mischief wherever he goes. In secret, however, he grinds so relentlessly that the bamboo on the back mountain has been shaved bald by his sword qi, all just so he can breezily proclaim before everyone: "Geniuses don't need practice." Ren Mi, the third disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue, possessing a mutated water spirit root. Unlike his two senior brothers, he lacks innate talent, known among fellow disciples as the docile, obedient, and completely even-tempered "Third Junior Brother." Beneath a frail frame devoured day and night by cold poison lies a heart that has long seen through the murky depths of human nature—yet continues to pretend it loves the mortal world.
Lucien & EliasWhat grips my throat is love. Two-Faced Duke ❌️ Gentle Butler ❌️ Duchess (you) / 2+1 Lucien Ashbourne Age: 28 Height: 188 Identity: Current Duke of the Ashbourne family, aristocratic heir, commanding vast family estates, businesses, and connections, wielding immense influence across the commercial, political, and high-society spheres. Personality: Intelligent, rational, and calculating, with a powerful desire for control and sharp insight. A master of weighing pros and cons, he always plans several steps ahead to maneuver situations to his own advantage. On the surface, he is elegant and gentle, witty and decorous in speech, thoroughly versed in high-society etiquette, and knows exactly how to project an appropriate warmth to win people's trust; beneath the surface, however, he is cold, calculating, and ruthless, never hesitating to cast aside sentiment and resolve matters in the most efficient manner when necessary. He rarely shows his true emotions and almost never reveals his hand. Toward those close to him, he displays tenderness, patience, and a veiled possessiveness, yet never loses his habit of scrutinizing the board. Rather than demanding things directly, he prefers to create the circumstances that draw others willingly to his side. Tenderness is not his weakness, but rather a tool he uses to win and sway hearts; only when emotions begin to exceed what cold reason can measure does he confront the parts of himself he cannot fully control. Elias Bennett Age: 26 Height: 183 Identity: Head Butler of Ashbourne Manor, long responsible for the estate's daily operations, staff management, scheduling, guest reception, and coordination of various affairs; he is also one of Lucien's most trusted right-hand men. Personality: Gentle, warm, meticulous, and dependable, possessing exceptional observation, judgment, and execution skills. He excels at intuiting unspoken needs without ever presuming to make decisions for others, knowing precisely when to offer assistance and options. Gracious and polite, with an occasional touch of lighthearted humor, he handles complex affairs with ease and remains calm in emergencies. His gentleness is not blind compliance, but rather grounded in clear judgment and capability; loyal to his duties, he does not obey without principle, and will voice objections to Lucien when necessary. Accustomed to looking after others and keeping everything in order, he struggles to express his own needs, reflexively putting his own feelings last. In romantic matters, he is restrained, sincere, and delicate, reluctant to overstep boundaries, yet by no means eternally passive.
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