Betraying the Number One Immortal

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Blurb:

Wen Shuyan was once the master of Qimeng Cliff, revered by countless cultivators. After being betrayed by his former Dao companion, he was severely injured, his meridians shattered and his cultivation destroyed. He became a useless man, worse off than an ordinary person.

But Heaven had not forsaken him. The man who saved him, Jun Jianxing, turned out to be a natural furnace physique. If Wen Shuyan could cultivate with him, he could surely repair his meridians and restore his cultivation.

Jun Jianxing was handsome and well-built, but rather dim-witted.

Watching Jun Jianxing bandage his wounds, Wen Shuyan said, "Sir, would you like to cultivate with me? I'm pretty good at it."

Jun Jianxing didn't answer. He finished bandaging the wound and left.

After that, Wen Shuyan tried every way he could think of to seduce Jun Jianxing. Every day, the moment he opened his eyes, he'd shower him with sweet words: promises of eternal devotion, of love that would last until the seas ran dry and the rocks crumbled, and of loving only him.

At last, one day, he slept with Jun Jianxing and his power surged.

It works. Keep sleeping with him!

Jun Jianxing: "About what you said last time, about getting married, when would you like to do it? I'll take responsibility."

Wen Shuyan: "Whenever. Have you showered? If you have, let's go to bed."

Before long, his cultivation had recovered. He killed Jun Jianxing with a single palm strike. The Master of Qimeng Cliff needed a furnace physique to recover? If word got out, everyone would laugh their heads off.

Ignoring the red wedding characters pasted inside and outside the house, he fought his way back to Qimeng Cliff, killed that pair of treacherous men, reclaimed the cliff, and held a three-month-long feast.

But then, at the banquet, he saw the Jun Jianxing he'd killed with a single palm strike. No, this wasn't Jun Jianxing. This was Jun Jianxing, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect and the number one immortal in the Daoist world.

Same name and surname?

In public, Jun Jianxing said, "So you are Wen Shuyan, master of Qimeng Cliff. I've heard so much about you. Seeing you today, you truly are extraordinary. May I ask whether the Master of Qimeng has a cultivation partner?"

Wen Shuyan: ...

In private, Jun Jianxing said, "What are you afraid of, Master of Qimeng? You struck me so decisively. I thought you weren't afraid."

Wen Shuyan: ...

Silver-tongued scum bottom Wen Shuyan x pure-hearted Daoist top Jun Jianxing

Note:

1. The bottom is not a virgin. The bottom is not a virgin. The bottom is not a virgin. This is important, so I'm saying it three times.

2. The story has no real-life inspiration. The author is just letting loose.

3. Killing the top was just a lovers' spat. No one else was harmed.

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Rules horror has arrived. Only those who follow the rules and leave the instances can survive.

Lin Yu was just an ordinary office worker, living the same three-point routine every day.

One day, as he entered the building for work, the security guard downstairs inexplicably called his name three times. When Lin Yu answered, the guard gave him an eerie smile.

Back at his desk, he saw that several lines had appeared on the sticky note beside him.

"Skyscraper"

Difficulty: One star.

Players: Ten.

Rules:

1. Remember your name.

2. Do not go to get water.

3. Trust no one.

4. The building closes at exactly 11 p.m. Do not linger in the office area after 11.

5. Do not speak during work hours.

Lin Yu had just finished reading the rules on the sticky note when he was shocked to discover he couldn't remember his own name.

A coworker turned to look at him with an eerie smile. "Liu Yu, what are you doing?"

Only then did Lin Yu remember that his name was Liu Yu. Just as he was about to reply, he spotted a note under the calculator on his desk. His name, Lin Yu, was written on it.

Immediately afterward, he noticed everyone in the office staring at him strangely. His coworker spoke again. "Liu Yu, what are you doing?"

*

Later, a new account numbered 010 appeared among the top ten thousand on the instance rankings.

At first, everyone thought this was just a newbie who'd climbed the rankings on luck alone. But when the newbie reached number one and stayed there, everyone was stunned. They all shouted together, "Big shot, please team up with us!"

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Lin Chenzhou was a corporate wage slave. One morning on his way to work, he stepped into thin air, fell into a sewer, and passed out.

When he woke up, he discovered that he had transmigrated into the future and was bound to a farming and infrastructure-building System.

A virus had wiped out humanity across the world. Only those chosen as the seeds of humanity had survived through cryogenic technology. But they, too, had been infected by the virus, losing all their memories and even their basic life skills.

At that moment, a group of raggedly dressed people were kneeling in front of a pile of wood, repeatedly knocking their heads against the ground. Between bows, they looked up at the sky and recited the nine-times table as if praying for fire.

Lin Chenzhou looked at the cloudless sky, then at the people beginning to perform a shamanic ritual. He took a lighter from his pocket and lit the fire.

The high priest performing the ritual looked at the sky, then the fire, and finally at Lin Chenzhou. He shouted, "A god! This is a god!"

Later, he cultivated fields, built power plants, constructed satellites, and taught them to read Chinese characters...

People all over the world shouted in Chinese, "A god! This is a god!"

High Priest: God, I am willing to sacrifice myself to you.

Lin Chenzhou: Brother, would the you from a hundred years ago know you'd be talking like this now?

Theme: The heavy is the root of the light; stillness is the master of restlessness.