Green vines crept up the pitch-black castle; the third snowy night was upon them.... more>>

Time had run out, and the mission had failed.

As the door creaked shut, the dim light illuminated the players’ faces, twisted in despair.

Ding dong. The punishment begins.

Out of the darkness strode a tall, lean judge, with straight legs and an indescribable air of elegance.

All the players were shocked, angry, and terrified.

The man gave a lazy smile, his voice casual yet distant: “Don’t rush. I’ll give you ten minutes to run.”

The survivors gritted their teeth, faces pale, trembling as they stood and began to flee frantically, searching for the final door.

Among them, Lin Jing rose indifferently, heading to the depths of the third floor—the castle's forbidden zone.

The final escape route had long been destroyed; it was nothing more than the judge’s cruel game.

He’d rather end himself than die at that person’s hands.

Suddenly, a statue’s eyes glowed red, and it lunged at him with a knife.

In that instant, someone grabbed him around the waist from behind, pulling him out of harm’s way.

A low chuckle sounded near his ear: “Baby, it’s only been ten minutes, and you’re already running into my arms?”

Lin Jing lowered his gaze: “Get lost.”

The young and handsome winner smirked, murmuring softly: “Call me husband, and I’ll let you go.”

Lin Jing ground his teeth: “Heh, dream on, kid.”

When the role-playing ended, he finally learned the truth: in this game, the "devoted and perfect boyfriend" written into his script was actually the final boss.

A scummy liar who toyed with his feelings and ruined his youth.

What Lin Jing didn’t know was that from this moment on, this liar would bind himself to him completely.

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In the Eternal Game Player Forum, one post remains perpetually at the top:

— — Let’s continue to call out the infamous rank-climbing leech ‘Shuang Mu Cheng Jing’ and his forever-bound lover ‘Wan Feng Wan Yue.’ Ugh, what a disgusting dog pair!”

Lin Jing originally wanted to rely on his own skills to pass levels and make money honestly. But thanks to his in-game first love/husband/boyfriend/master(?), he became the most notorious freeloader in the entire interstellar network.

Even the official game moderators certified him as the #1 freeloader in the server.

Lin Jing typed a slow “?”: Huh? Who’s the freeloader?

Xu Wanzhi chuckled lightly, coaxing him gently: “I’m the freeloader. Thank you, baby, for carrying me to the top.”

Two powerhouses.

*Hunfen: Literally "mixing points," a gaming slang term for someone who gains points, rankings, or rewards by putting in minimal effort, often relying on teammates. <<less

Yan Qing transmigrated into a melodramatic cultivation novel, and arrived during the childhood of the powerful and tragic villain, who was immensely popular among readers. When he grew up, the villain was brilliantly talented and incredibly handsome; when he was small, the villain was pitiful, and almost starved to death one year in midwinter. ... more>>

Danger lurked around every corner in the cultivation world. In order to survive, Yan Qing could only display all kinds of outstanding skills, pretending to be well-behaved when he was in a superior position, and pretending to be pitiful when he was in a subpar position. He lived with the lovely little villain as two souls in one body, from the time when they disdained each other to the time when they lived and died together. He relied on swindling and lying to stay alive.

Afterwards, he found an opportunity to slip loose of his bonds, and the two mutually-irritated men parted ways.

After Yan Qing died and his soul scattered, he thought he would be able to return to the modern world. He didn’t expect that he would reincarnate into a small sect, and become the harsh, malicious cannon fodder who had a tragic ending???

The cannon fodder had a crush on the villain, so he forced a marriage on him.

However, the villain seemed pure as the moonlight on the surface, but was dark and ruthless to his bones. He could love no one other than the main character shou. The cannon fodder died of illness in bed, in so much pain he didn’t want to live, while his husband, the villain, indifferently played the qin in the courtyard.

Yan Qing almost spewed out his mouthful of water. Wonderful, Xie Shiyi. If I’d known earlier that you were such a s*umbag, back when we were in Blackwater Alley, I’d have drunk water from the chamber pot every day with your body.

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Xie Shiyi had once fallen into the abyss, kneeling and begging, no better than a dog, losing all of his dignity for a chance at life. One other person had seen this pathetic manner of his.

When he was young, he was sensitive and proud, and they often quarreled because of their different views. In his heart, he vowed that he would kill him one day.

But once the other man really vanished, he sat on Southmount Peak for a long time in silence.

He sat there until the plum blossoms had fallen, the snow cleared and the clouds dispersed. Only then did he quietly take up his sword and leave.

From then on, the world no longer knew the boy who lived as humbly as an ant in Blackwater Alley, Xie Shiyi.

There was only the young talent of Desireless Sect, who was cold and untouchable, Xie Ying. <<less