Does an Omega Have to Be Surrounded by Suitors in Ancient Times Too?

Beautiful, resilient, and alluring Omega bottom * all kinds of truly feudal, scheming tops

Luo Ning was the most outstanding and beautiful Omega his family had carefully raised. He had no freedom at all and lived only to be married off for an alliance. In the end, his arranged partner disliked him for not being passionate and outgoing enough, calling him a wooden beauty. Heartbroken, Luo Ning accidentally fell into a lake on the eve of his engagement.

He thought he was as good as dead, but instead, he transmigrated to ancient times.

And right into a military camp!

Unlucky Luo Ning was mistaken for a spy who had snuck into the camp.

General Fu Yunxiao was a skilled commander with ruthless methods.

When Luo Ning was brought before him, he was whipping a soldier for a mistake, lashing him until his flesh was torn and bloody.

Luo Ning trembled with fear, biting his lip as hard as he could to keep from crying.

Fu Yunxiao lowered his whip and let his gaze fall on the body Luo Ning's clothes could barely cover. The sight of all that fair skin dazzled him.

His eyes narrowed as he looked toward the new emperor, who was visiting the camp. "Your Majesty, what should we do with this man?"

The soldiers were all stunned. In the past, whenever the general encountered a spy, he killed them on the spot.

The new emperor's expression was stern. At the question, he raised an eyebrow, gripped Luo Ning's chin, and lifted his face. Seeing Luo Ning's lips bitten red, he asked, "Are you a spy?"

Luo Ning shook his head.

The emperor slipped a long, slender finger into his mouth, forcing him to release his bitten lip. His tone was vicious. "Liar. If you're not a spy, why did you appear in the camp without anyone noticing?"

Luo Ning didn't know.

He couldn't smell anything on these people.

Were they all betas?

But they were stronger than betas, more like Alphas.

Luo Ning panicked, and his pheromones began to spread.

Just as he was feeling helpless,

the accompanying prime minister caught the scent of his fragrance and made a dignified suggestion: "Why not lock him in my tent for now? I'll question him myself."

The three tops had once conquered the world together. Now they were fighting over their wife.

Who needs brothers when you have a wife!!!

The bottom wasn't a wooden beauty. He simply didn't want to be used as a tool for an arranged marriage, and didn't like the person he was supposed to marry.

[Reading Guide]

Beautiful, resilient, and alluring Omega bottom * ruthless, wolf-like general top / cool and aloof emperor top with an intense need for control / gentle, refined, secretly scheming prime minister top, a domineering old-school patriarch / arrogant Alpha top at first, later possessive and twisted

Pregnancy and childbirth.

A fight over who gets to claim him.

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1. "Total Heartbreak: My Furnace Cauldron Loves Someone Else"

Feng Fuyun had a rare constitution, an excellent furnace-cauldron physique, but a short lifespan.

Feng Fuyun was beautiful and frail, but fortunately, the person he loved deeply was by his side.

Then one day, Feng Fuyun's beloved was in mortal danger.

At the height of his grief, Feng Fuyun met people who claimed they could save his beloved. They said they were from Qingxiao Sect, the greatest sect in the Immortal Alliance.

Qingxiao Sect could save him, but there was one condition: Feng Fuyun had to join the sect and serve as a furnace cauldron for the injured Immortal Venerable Xuanqing, helping him recover sooner.

With no other options and desperate to save his beloved, Feng Fuyun could only agree to join Qingxiao.

They gave Feng Fuyun a pill and promised that once the Immortal Venerable had recovered, he could take another pill, receive a Soul-Returning Flower, and leave the mountain.

Immortal Venerable Xuanqing was upright and cold, and disdained such practices.

Even so, Feng Fuyun took painstaking care of him. It took a great deal of effort before he could finally help the Immortal Venerable recover his cultivation.

Feng Fuyun counted the days and prayed for the Immortal Venerable to recover soon.

But each time the Immortal Venerable was close to recovering, his injuries suddenly worsened again, leaving him unable to heal completely.

That continued until an elder of the Immortal Alliance found a priceless treasure that could stabilize the Immortal Venerable's spirit.

Feng Fuyun went down the mountain and took the pill. It made him forget everything that had happened inside Qingxiao Sect.

With no memory of the sect, Feng Fuyun saved his beloved.

After waking, his beloved often gazed at Feng Fuyun's lower abdomen, his expression inscrutable.

He kept saying he would kill that bastard.

Feng Fuyun had no idea what he meant.

That is, until someone came to his home and he saw his beloved draw a sword and fight that person.

Reading Guide:

Pregnancy and childbirth.

A melodramatic story with two tops and one bottom. Neither top is a decent person, and both would rather die than let go.

Beautiful, married furnace-cauldron bottom * initially aloof and noble, later utterly unhinged Immortal Venerable top who forces himself to become the third party and extends his wife's life with his own / childhood-sweetheart wolf-dog top who wakes up after a long nap to find his wife nearly dead, then goes berserk

2. "The Protagonist's Little Villain Daoist Companion"

Lianlian suddenly discovered that he was a minor villain in a harem novel, and his master was the major villain.

Villains were all doomed to die, and usually met gruesome ends.

But life was too comfortable right now, and Lianlian didn't want to change anything. He calculated that the protagonist's group still had a long way to go before they could destroy his master.

Lianlian continued following his master without a care, reminding him to watch out for the protagonist's group and occasionally tripping them up.

There was plenty of time. Surely he'd find a way to change the ending, Lianlian thought.

But things didn't go as he hoped.

The protagonist's group didn't follow the story at all. They advanced at astonishing speed, especially the protagonist-bottom, whose cultivation became terrifying. He had no equal in the world, and one sword thrust pierced the vital point of Lianlian's master.

Without his master's protection, Lianlian was powerless against the protagonist's group.

A blade came straight for him, knocking away his veil.

The protagonist-bottom recognized the familiar face, and his sword stopped.

His companions in the protagonist's group were baffled. "Why did you stop?"

The protagonist-bottom put away his sword, pinned down Lianlian's struggling, and helped him up. "Let me introduce you. This is my Daoist companion."

As soon as he said that, Lianlian felt several sharp gazes fall on him like knives.

He broke into a cold sweat. How was this any different from wanting him dead?

Theme: Be self-reliant and stand on your own two feet.