Demon Rampage

(Updated once a day) The heroine is no saint. She is wicked and alluring, powerful and ruthless, cold and heartless. The story is fairly complex, with transmigration, rebirth, cultivation, fantasy... and an earth-shattering conspiracy. Plenty of handsome men, too.

As for whether it will be a harem or one-on-one, hehe, that depends on what you readers think.

Ten lifetimes of reincarnation

A love that could never be fulfilled, and a betrayal she paid everything to obtain!

“I don’t love you. I never have.” He stood before her, tenderly holding that woman in his arms. His expression was still as haughty as ever, his gaze still distant, and his tone as cold and indifferent as always as he looked at her.

The woman wore a smug expression, nestled in his arms as if she were waiting to enjoy the sight of her being heartbroken.

Her heart ached and seethed with hatred, breaking apart. The last trace of pride in her heart reminded her to hold her head high. She straightened her chest and raised her chin!

“You shouldn’t have treated me this way. Betray me if you must, stop loving me if you must, but you shouldn’t...” A sharp sword pierced through her. Gripping its hilt, her face was anguished yet proud as she formed a spell and gazed at him.

As her soul faded, she lifted her head and flung the sword from her hand. “In my next life, I’ll be as carefree as the wind. You, I’ll make you fall in love with me, then I’ll cruelly cast you aside and make you taste the pain I feel now!”

“I’ll make you love me and never have me!”

Her shrill voice faded away as her red robes fluttered, like the wind that had gently blown through the immortal realm for a thousand years.

The first lifetime, the second, the third, all the way to the tenth...

Her memories never faded. She once again embarked on the path of cultivation, leaving her mark across the cultivation world, the demon realm, the monster realm... countless perilous lands and the vast universe.

Cold as he was, bewitching as he was, gentle as he was, loyal as he was, innocent as he was, cunning as he was, they all crossed her long life.

The faces of the past, the familiar auras, the coldness she had never forgotten over countless years: which of them was truly him? Or were they all his incarnations?

And who was he?

Who was she?

Whether they chose it or not, one man after another gave everything for her without regret, all for one smile from her, enough to bewitch hearts and charm the heavens!

But in the end, when she stood at the pinnacle of the gods, only then did she realize that everything had been part of a game devised by the Supreme One, concealing a secret capable of overturning the heavens!

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Synopsis: They meet on the street after a night of drinking. One glance is all it takes for her to fall for him.

When they meet again, he is thirty-two and she is seventeen.

He is Mo Yuan, CEO of the Mo Group: wicked, cold, ruthless, and flirtatious. One look from him is enough to win over beauties of every kind.

She is Chen Rouzhi, an orphan and an utterly ordinary high school student, so plain she fades into the dust.

A plane crash

leaves her in his debt.

He wickedly keeps her captive, cruelly torments her, and forcefully takes everything from her. Dressed impeccably and standing above her, he closes in step by step. “You filthy woman, you think you can get away? Dream on. Do you really think I can’t do anything about it?”

Water rippled as she stubbornly turned her face away and pleaded in a grief-stricken voice. “Don’t treat me like this. Please don’t... don’t do this.”

“Don’t? What right do you have to say that? You’ll never have the right to say no. This is what you owe me, and you’ll never escape for the rest of your life!”

“No!” Tears of despair slid down her cheeks.

Sinking into darkness

in the black of night,