In the final battle, Marshal Chen Wei heroically sacrificed his life. The Chen family was engulfed in flames, and his subordinates risked everything to save one of the Omega twins—the elder brother.... more>>

Eighteen Years Later

The elder brother, raised in the ivory tower, is refined and aloof. As the only heir of the Marshal, he is betrothed to the Crown Prince. However, the cold and distant pair have no sparks between them. Even their pheromones are indifferent to one another. Words like “superficial harmony” and “dreams apart in the same bed” seem tailor-made to describe their future marriage.

Meanwhile, the younger twin, rescued by a loyal servant in the underground city, has grown into the most alluring socialite. Every Alpha in the underground longs for a night with him, their jealousy simmering as they wait for someone’s wife to tear apart that stunningly beautiful face.

One Day, the Twins Reunite.

On a whim, the elegant prince’s consort dons a revealing backless outfit to visit the underground, while the flamboyant younger twin dresses in pristine robes and enters the ivory tower.

At dinner, the Crown Prince sits stoically across from his future consort, suddenly feeling an unfamiliar foot brushing his leg under the table, teasingly stroking it. The youth across from him props his chin on his hand, watching the prince’s every expression with lively, sparkling eyes.

That night, for the first time, they catch a whiff of each other’s pheromones.

In the Underground City

A gang of thugs, with ill intentions, gets slapped senseless and forced to the ground by an overwhelming spiritual force. The youth’s provocative attire contrasts sharply with the nobility in his every movement and glance.

An Alpha, exuding charm but clearly up to no good, asks with a smirk, “May I invite you to dinner?”

The penniless elder brother hesitates for a moment before gently placing his hand in the Alpha’s palm. “Your honor.”

Everyone assumes that the marriage between the Crown Prince and the Marshal’s son will inevitably fall apart due to their lack of pheromone compatibility. Young nobles eagerly sharpen their claws, dreaming of replacing him as the Crown Prince’s consort.

Yet, this same Marshal’s son—inseparably close to the prince and making others fail miserably at every turn—baffles them.

Younger Brother:

“When I was tearing apart green tea b*tches and white lotus frauds in the underground, you lot were still crying in the corner. And this? This isn’t even enough to amuse me!”

No one expected the supposed “useless” Alpha, cast out by his family, to have built an empire in the underground city. By his side stands a cold yet dignified youth whose overwhelming spiritual pressure inspires submission in all who meet them.

Underground Residents:

“What?! The flirtatious social butterfly turned out to be a ruthless, unstoppable king?!”

Double Couples:

• Dramatic / Carefree CEO / Optimistic x Emotionally Reserved / Cold and Distant / Fragile Doll (so to speak)

(An innocent duo trying to make ends meet)

• Repressed / Jealous Drama King x Scheming Top-Tier Green Tea Mastermind

(An emotional rollercoaster of morally ambiguous masterminds) <<less

He is the darkness that permeates the abyss, the twisted shadow slumbering beneath the sea, the destroyer of vast universes, and the most malevolent existence in the world.... more>>

And you are the light that penetrates the abyss, the star reflected in the deep ocean, the branch sprouting from the mire, the only antidote, and the hope of the world.

Please, [Save Him] .

But be cautious—protect yourself, and never let Him consume you

Pairings Across Worlds:

A walking human first-aid kit × A ghost haunting the icy tundra

The last human in a wasteland × A savior descending from the heavens

A forgotten artificial intelligence × The lone enforcer in a dying industrial base

The will of a planet × An exile stranded on an abandoned star

An ancient evil god slumbering in the abyss × A meticulously chosen sacrifice

A s*ave purchased from the gladiator arena × A fallen noble lord

A gloomy vampire × A human blood servant

…and many more.

In countless bizarre and fantastical dreams, He extends His mutated limbs, threatening to pull you into an endless mire of thick darkness. You struggle desperately, yet within His alien, icy, blood-red gaze, you see an overwhelming, chaotic depth of love.

[Have you seen the truth?]

[…I’ll wait for you in the next dream.] <<less

Fu Nianchi transmigrated into a book of Immortal melodrama.... more>>

He is a good-for-nothing young master who only has a good face, and he is about to marry the prince Ye Canglan who is about to die.

However, Fu Nianchi knew that Ye Canglan appeared to be a sick child who coughed up blood three times in one step, but in fact it was Lu Mu Xianzun from the Nine Heavens, who came to the world to overcome this human calamity.

There was only one month left before he died as a cannon fodder.

Fu Nianchi paid attention to everything, and took care of Ye Canglan who was seriously ill in bed, fearing that if the other party raised his hand in a bad way, he would die.

Fu Nianchi wiped Ye Canglan’s body, but accidentally knocked over the basin, and the hot water splashed all over the body of the immortal on the sick bed.

Fu Nianchi’s mind went blank: I’m going to die when it’s over!

However, Ye Canglan got up from the bed and tidied up the bed while vomiting blood: “No, you don’t need to do this job, are your hands burned? Hurry up and have a good rest, don’t worry about my life or death.”

Fu Nianchi:?

Brother, aren’t you a fairy, why are you trembling at me?

2.

Until one day, Fu Nianchi pushed open the door.

I saw Immortal Venerable rolling on the bed, muttering: “Today is the most serious day of mobile phone addiction. I lay on the bed and recited the Great Compassion Mantra desperately. I fanned myself to tears. I really feel like I am possessed by an evil spirit. In this sick world without mobile phones, I’m so lonely, I’m so lonely—”

Then he turned his head and saw Fu Nianchi who was stunned by the door.

Ye Canglan: ……………

Fu Nianchi: ……………

Ye Canglan’s expression became extremely frightened, and he knelt down on the ground with his head in his hands: “I’m sorry, I didn’t say anything, please don’t kill me!”

Fu Nianchi: “Huh???”

3.

Fu Nianchi: “So, I am the protagonist of your book?”

Ye Canglan nodded: “Yes, you are the sinner who masters arcane magic in the world of Xianxia. In the future, you will challenge the entire Nine Heavens with a magic wand in your hand, and gather spiritual energy from mountains and rivers to open the door to other worlds. From then on, monsters will run rampant and the way of heaven will be destroyed. ”

#Everyone thinks that I can destroy the world, but I can only eat big melons with Avada#

One transmigrated into an immortal novel, and the other transmigrated into fantasy novels, magic to cultivate immortals, which is very good.

It turns out that both of us are Long Aotian.

#You said we can use magic and fairy power to create a mobile phone# <<less

Eight years ago, Cui Zuojing passed the final level set by the “Queen” and became the first person to have ever escaped from the Pure White Realm. But his time was frozen forever at the moment he left—the day of his sixteenth birthday.... more>>

Eight years later, he snuck back to that nightmare world and became a “prisoner” for novice player Dong Zheng.

That day, the monsters of the Pure White Realm once again recalled the fear of being dominated by the devil.

Dong Zheng didn’t have any affections for this little devilish youth at first, but with the mutual support of life and death, he gradually realized—Not good. He seems to be… a big shot!

Riding on endless trains, crossing time and space, the white-faced clown at the end of the railway smiled and handed out the invitation letter.

“Welcome to the Pure White Realm! This is the nightmare of the world, a gambler’s paradise. As long as you have enough chips, any wishes can be satisfied. But if you leave before the end of the game, we’ll charge a certain loss-fee. For example, your life!”

“Now then, please show your chips.”

And, like eight years ago, Cui Zuojing didn’t hesitate to bet on his own feelings. <<less