Aloof shou
Yu Weiming is a villain in a power fantasy novel, a tool for the male lead to destroy the world. One day, he is suddenly bound to the [Power Fantasy Male Lead Annihilation System]. His mission is to do whatever it takes to eliminate every "Chosen One."
Learning that he's a character in a book doesn't faze Yu Weiming in the slightest. He accepts the mission without even blinking.
The System: "...Huh?"
At the same time, everything happening in the book is broadcast live to the audience. The comments flood in:
[This guy is like an NPC, so cute, I wanna pinch him]
[They really are all just here for his looks, aren't they!]
Yu Weiming carries out his missions diligently.
A little too diligently. To every power fantasy protagonist who transmigrates into the world, he appears noble and upright, but secretly poisons their tea, schemes against them, breaks their limbs, and rips out their spiritual roots. He'll do whatever it takes.
Even the System watches in terror. "Aren't you afraid you'll slip up and get torn apart by them?"
Yu Weiming only sneers, unaware that the audience is like this every day:
[Yu is so cruel to the male lead, he made me cry. Didn't expect him to be a cat lover, that's so cute. Yu kitty, Yu kitty, we love you]
[My guy is so handsome, cold-hearted and unfeeling. The colder he is, the more excited I get. Big bro, yesterday I drank all the water in the hot spring and replaced it with my xx]
[So gross. Reported]
[Why are these power fantasy protagonists acting like the villain's lapdogs! Even getting revenge isn't satisfying enough.]
[How do I get him to spoil me? Hurry, hurry, hurry]
[Did Yu kitty get taken today? No.]
You could say most people in the livestream are eagerly waiting for the day he "crashes and burns." The System watches anxiously, then cautiously asks him, "Do you want to see the comments?"
Yu Weiming looks up.
The comments instantly change from a screen full of lewd messages to:
[Hi, beautiful]
[Hello, I'm 189 cm, a tanned sports major, rich, single, an orphan, and a prime virgin]
[Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu, Yu]
Yu Weiming's gaze drifts across the screen. Expressionless, he says, "No."
The System knows he isn't disgusted. He simply doesn't care.
He's emotionally detached. Otherwise, he wouldn't have so readily accepted a mission to hurt the power fantasy protagonists.
Yu Weiming succeeds time and again, until one day a male lead he thought he'd utterly destroyed crawls back from the abyss. His Dao heart is shattered, and the only thing keeping him going is revenge against Yu Weiming.
What's worse, he isn't the first to rise again from the ashes.
So when that male lead returns, he learns that Yu Weiming has already been executed by the righteous alliance, leaving no body behind.
The male lead refuses to believe it. He seeks out the leaders of the righteous sects who were once close to Yu Weiming, then presents them with a carefully prepared bait: a secret potion that can save the gravely wounded, but will turn them into "demonic cultivators" who must rely on sexual cultivation to stay alive.
Seeing the shadow of darkness and conflict flash through their eyes, the male lead knows he was right.
"He'd rather die than fall into our hands, so he stabbed himself... I've been using this ice chamber to keep him alive for now..."
Following his guide, he enters the depths of a hidden cave dwelling and sees Yu Weiming.
The proud, unyielding bamboo of old is gone. He is as fragile as a handful of spring snow about to melt away. His ink-black hair sets off skin pale as paper. Only his delicate lips, lush as if stained with the blood of his heart, are a startling red. Yu Weiming has always had a cold, heartless face, with sharp features and a chilly gaze, but now his weakness gives him a fragile beauty that makes one want to break him.
The male lead ruthlessly pours the potion into his mouth. That night, a rich, intoxicating fragrance drifts from Yu Weiming's room. It worked.
Within the ice chamber, warm jade gives off mist. Those exalted prodigies surround him, their voices husky as they cling to him and call him again and again: "Yu."
Time passes, and a new power fantasy protagonist joins the sect of the male lead, now the greatest sword immortal under heaven. One day, the young man accidentally wanders into his master's forbidden grounds and glimpses a red-robed figure with ink-black hair among a sea of blossoms.
His long hair is unbound, flowing over his shoulders. He sits quietly amid the riot of flowers, holding a rare Persian cat with one blue eye and one yellow eye. Sunlight gilds him in pale gold. His face is as fair as snow, yet the shadows cast by his thick lashes and high nose lend it a bold beauty. Calling him the most beautiful person under heaven would be no exaggeration.
The Persian cat licks the "beauty's" chin, its tongue just about to touch those enticing, rosy lips...
The beauty looks over. One glimpse of his icy, breathtaking face pierces the young man's heart.
He secretly leaves behind a tracking talisman, hoping to meet the mysterious person again.
But their second meeting shatters his dreams completely. The man wears a gauzy robe and is surrounded by several renowned powerhouses, including his own cold-hearted master. His expression is as aloof as when they first met, but the eyes that were once as clear and cold as winter stars are now unfocused. At last, he goes limp in a man's arms, and his master murmurs "Yu" with obsessive devotion.
Someone else teases, "Yu, why not call me darling, too?"
Yu Weiming's lashes tremble. He closes his eyes in silence and lets them fight over him.
The young power fantasy protagonist is shaken to his core, his chest full of an indescribable sorrow and anger. He swears to himself: I will save him from this misery.
Just then, the System that had been silent in Yu Weiming's mind for years finally gives a beep:
[Detected a strong desire in a new-generation "power fantasy protagonist" to save the Host. Final mission issued: Guide this protagonist down the wrong path. Reward: complete escape from this world.]
Amid the passionate clinging and demands of those around him, Yu Weiming's face, always as still and placid as a frozen lake, suddenly blooms into a faint, breathtaking smile that could make heaven and earth fade away.
He knows it: the chance he's waited so long for, the chance to turn the game around, has finally arrived.
Theme: Unwavering devotion