The Shared Experience Pack of the Dragon-Apocalypse Protagonists

[Beautiful, tragic, powerful shou + power-ups + adored by all + 1v1 + major character growth]

[Traditional cultivation + wild imagination + money-making + land-grabbing and resource-hunting]

[Extra! Extra! The shared XP piñata for all the chosen ones is done slacking! He's going to beat them up, too!]

Blurb:

Su Ran was paralyzed at fourteen, then abandoned by his parents and left in his grandmother's care. He was obsessive, twisted, and believed in none of the world's kindness.

One day, he transmigrated and became the shared XP piñata for the protagonists of a series. An XP piñata is a villain who tries to frame the protagonist, only to have it backfire.

Su Ran: So I'm a villain? That's right up my alley.

The first book, "Broken Sword," starred Feng Shuzhi, a gentle and refined senior disciple of the Sword Sect. He took good care of everyone around him, and his juniors called him a lucky koi who granted wishes: ask him anything and he'd answer, need help and he'd be there.

Su Ran: Huh? Kill the goody-two-shoes first after transmigrating. I hate people who are that nice! I'll sabotage him first and worry about the mission later!

He did plenty of bad things and said plenty of cruel words. Feng Shuzhi stayed gentle and considerate, even washing his underwear by hand.

Su Ran softened, but as the mission neared its end, he left the Sword Sect and fell into demonic cultivation.

Feng Shuzhi remained devoted, searching for him tirelessly. He brought medicine for his wounds and the spirit pet they had raised together, asking him again and again if he would turn back from the wrong path.

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The second book, "Drunk on Music," starred Zhong Chuxi, a dashing young master who traveled everywhere, carefree and spoiled, with no regard for anyone else's well-being.

Su Ran: Oh? Now he's interesting.

The two spent their days traveling and drinking together, sleeping off their drunkenness at the bow of a boat. But later...

Su Ran discovered there were two young masters!

The younger one seemed well-behaved but was secretly scheming. He often got Su Ran drunk, then tried to steal a kiss while he slept. The older one was gloomy and withdrawn, with an overwhelming possessiveness, and often took his younger brother's place to corner Su Ran.

Later, the brothers sandwiched him between them. The sinister older brother held him tight and asked, "Why isn't the mission target me?" The obedient younger brother, eyes wet, gently sobbed and hooked a finger around Su Ran's, saying, "I don't care if he has someone else."

Su Ran: ...He fled overnight.

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The third book, "No Crossing Back," starred Lian An, a young genius of dazzling talent. He was also obsessive, firmly believing in absolute right and wrong. In his eyes, the demons were evil and deserved to be wiped out.

Su Ran: Tsk. In that case, don't blame me for striking first.

He beat him up first, then gave him XP. They repeated this over and over, but after each duel, Lian An became even more reluctant to let him leave.

Su Ran: ??? You're all masochists!

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Because of his ruthless, utterly self-serving ways, Su Ran also got on the wrong side of a powerful figure from the Ninth Heaven.

He thought it was because he kept beating up the chosen ones, so he changed his ways and treated them with kindness, even doing his best to fulfill their unreasonable requests.

To his surprise, the powerful figure only went crazier.

He was locked away in a gorgeous palace, forced to face the powerful figure's deeply twisted, lustful gaze every day.

After finally escaping, he still had to deal with four chosen ones who had fallen hopelessly in love with him.

Su Ran: What the hell?!

This series is supposed to be feel-good fiction. Are you sure it's not erotica?!

Help, help, help!

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Notes: 1. 1v1, all characters are virgins. No one besides the main gong goes all the way, and the gongs dote on the protagonist endlessly.

2. Character growth and career development are major parts of the story.

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Check out my author's friend's similar plot-driven story!

"The Sickly Beauty Tries to Cuddle Every Day"

Book ID: 9590965

[Sickly, top-tier ancient spirit artifact ancestor shou x authoritarian father-figure commander gong who falls for him without realizing it]

[Interstellar entertainment + musical instruments becoming spirits + music-based cultivation + Blue Star's rise + everyone gets face-slapped]

Once a top-tier spirit artifact who shook the immortal world,

Qi Qingwan woke up one day possessing a frail body with a damaged heart meridian that made him cough blood after just a few steps...

Every breath made his chest ache, and he was so fragile he seemed liable to break at any moment.

But as long as he recovered his true form, he could regain his strength.

Then he discovered that his true form, an ancient zither, had been left in the possession of a man.

That man was Yan Anxiu, the cold, rigid, aloof head of the Yan family.

To get close to his true form and nourish his soul,

he had no choice but to sneak into Yan Anxiu's room every night...

Yan Anxiu had a problem lately.

That beautiful young man kept sneaking into his bed every night to cuddle up to him.

It was shameless beyond belief!

At first, he suspected the young man was a spy or assassin sent by a rival.

But once the young man got into bed, he only curled up beside him, a faint blush spreading across his pale cheeks.

Yan Anxiu looked at his slender, fragile neck,

then at his thin chest rising and falling with each breath and the unconscious way he leaned against him for comfort... His Adam's apple bobbed.

One night, Qi Qingwan climbed into his bed again with practiced ease.

Yan Anxiu grabbed his wrist and pinned him firmly among the brocade quilts.

"Sneaking into a man's bedroom over and over in the middle of the night..."

He kissed the other man's earlobe, his voice low and hoarse.

"What exactly are your intentions?"

The little beauty shuddered in fright, his face paling as he suddenly coughed twice.

For a moment, he couldn't speak.

"Since you like putting your hands on me so much, there's no need to sneak around anymore."

He opened the young man's thin robe, his gaze dark.

"I'll let you stay here. But you'll have to pay the price yourself."

Later, Qi Qingwan finally recovered his ancient zither in its entirety.

He fully expected to leave Yan Anxiu's side.

But one night, at a banquet hosted by the prominent families,

Yan Anxiu plucked the strings of his true form in front of everyone.

Qi Qingwan, seated among the guests, suddenly went weak all over. With a soft moan, he slid right off his seat and fell into Yan Anxiu's arms as the man reached out in time to catch him.

His true form in this life was connected to all five of his senses...

An unfamiliar tingling weakness surged through every limb, and a shivering resonance rose from the depths of his soul.

Qi Qingwan lifted his flushed face, his eyes glistening with tears, full of panic and helplessness.

Yan Anxiu held him securely, his fingertips still casually plucking a string, making the person in his arms tremble again.

He lowered his head and, under everyone's gaze, asked slowly in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"...Are you still going to run?"

[Featuring this upcoming story too! It opens on the 17th, with 130,000 words already drafted.]

"The Demon Lord Keeps Humiliating His Archrival"

Slight size difference || gloomy, fatherly ghost gong x competitive, spoiled young master shou

Yan Deng was the most exalted young master in Tiandu City. His grandmother was the last Demon Lord, his mother was a great demon, and the entire cultivation world celebrated his birth.

He grew up carefree. His only worry was...

"Why does that older boy staying with the Yan family always manage to one-up me?!"

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Xie Suizhi was the younger son of the Xie City Lord. Born under an unlucky star, he was sent by his parents to keep Yan Deng company as a "plaything."

His family rejected him, his parents hated him, and nobody ever took him seriously.

Except Yan Deng.

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To bully and humiliate Xie Suizhi, Yan Deng gave him only five hundred spirit stones a month for pocket money. Starting when he was thirteen, he forced Xie Suizhi to wash his undershirts and underwear, and insisted on riding on his neck.

What he didn't know was...

Xie Suizhi would cry with gratitude over the spirit stones he gave him; he would obsessively inhale the scent of Yan Deng's undershirts and secretly keep his underwear; and when Yan Deng rode on his neck, his imagination would run wild...

Theme: No matter how difficult things get, never give up