As you approach the cave, you suppress your emotions and cultivation, revealing a naive and innocent face. With each step you enter the cave, you begin to foresee the future…
[Adding a cry!]
[In the future, an extremely ominous situation arises: your outstretched leg freezes in mid-air, cold sweat soaks your back, and your mind races.]
But there's no way out now!
"Hello, dashing senior brother!"
[Mo Ling, usually aloof, strong-willed, and stubborn character, suddenly changed. You get goosebumps all over your back, feel terrible, and just hope this moment passes quickly.]
Ten seconds later, you straighten your back, stride into the cave, and declare confidently, though your motives are questionable: "That's right, I just want your body!"
Mo Ling blushed and said, "You...you're so lewd!"
[You exclaim confidently: "Yes!" (Very loudly)]
Mo Ling angrily exclaimed, "You...you lied to me again!"
You retorted sharply: "You didn't tell me you were a Qilin hybrid, did you?"
She seemed a little flustered: "You...you didn't already figure it out?"
You argue illogically: "I don't care, you've seen it now, haven't you?"
Finally forced to speak, she stammered, "You, I, I was planning to confess everything when I left."
You puff out your chest: "Me too!"
[A long silence followed.]
[This is followed by an 8,000-word short story filled with a scumbag old man and a naive young girl, featuring elements of romance, misunderstandings, conflicts, and reconciliation. It includes descriptions of the setting, details, subtle shifts in the girl's emotions, and dialogue that vividly portrays the characters.]
"You obviously can't write, so you're trying to use this trick to get away with it, right?!"
In short, it's a very exciting introductory storyline.
"If all else fails, let's use a layered AI."
"Let's go," you said, extending your hand to her.
[Over the past three months, you've already investigated everything that happened to her.]
[A melodramatic crossbreeding plot involving a human and a transvestite leaves behind a half-human, half-transvestite.]
[Looked down upon in demon territory, bullied in human territory.]
Because of the half-demon blood in him, he was framed and falsely accused, leading to his pursuit and his escape to this place.
"Leave? Leave what?" She huddled in the corner, like an abandoned harpy, looking up at you.
"Even if we can't be friends with benefits, we're still friends, right?"
You smiled gently.
"You're still hoping to salvage the relationship, aren't you?"
"You haven't paid your three-month friendship fee yet. Come on, I'll take you to get justice."
[Calling it "begging" is actually about stepping on those people's heads to weaken their cultivation, or even killing them outright.]
[In this realm, humans and demons are not mortal enemies, but their groups are clearly divided. Your stance naturally aligns with that of the human race.]
[As long as a half-demon, half-human doesn't indiscriminately kill innocents, in your eyes they're not much different from ordinary people.]
[Similar to the difference between a stranger from the same province and a stranger on the same street, you feel closer to the latter, but not to a great extent.]
But acquaintances from the same province are definitely better than scoundrels from the same street.
Mo Ling is the former.
And she's also very pretty.
It also stems from your aesthetic sense.
After paying your "friendship fee," looking at her expression, you finally couldn't help but say, "If you really want to repay me, I have a good idea!"
She lowered her head: "If you're talking about that kind of thing... don't even think about it!"
"Then I'm out of ideas."
"..."
"..."
After that, you said goodbye to each other and parted ways.
You feel a little regretful; sometimes, it's precisely what we can't have that we remember most vividly.
But you still feel there's a chance, because of the look in her eyes when she left.
"But the tsundere archetype is outdated now; if we don't act now, we'll miss our chance."
[Year 3360.]
All the major holy lands, sects, cultivation families, and dynasties have begun training their younger generations.
During the training session, they projected your image and warned women not to get close to you.
They said you were lecherous, absurd, and infertile; you were the reincarnation of an ancient god who could leave this world at any moment, and that no girl should get close to you.
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old fangirl stood up and said, "That's because you don't understand Senior Brother Yun!"
"A peerless genius, a night of passion."
"Senior Brother Yun signifies a breathtaking love story."
"Every girl can meet her own Senior Brother Yun."
"Unfortunately, we can't get through."
"He doesn't want small ones."
"But it's okay, I can grow up."
"..."
"When this kind of content was posted on the Yuan Neng Network, Jia Gou voluntarily gave me his identity as one of the four evil demons of the Yuan Neng Network, and Di Huang even started to locate me and hunt me down."
In the year 3364, you overheard a half-demon girl adventuring and leveling up. While she may not be as skilled as you, she is still a genius rarely seen in centuries.
She is known as one of the twelve extraordinary women of this region.
[This refers to a well-known woman who has had contact with you, but you didn't have a romantic relationship with her, and who is currently single.]
Those who are too unknown, not good-looking, have a fiancé or a known husband/partner, or whom you have never met, are not included in this list.
In 3370, at a party, the Holy Maiden of the Taiming Cult, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep.
[Since you have nothing better to do, you open her diary (jade slip) on the side.]
—On this day, I put on my solemn monastic robes—
[—Away from parties—]
[—No longer participating in those absurd power struggles—]
[—The bishops were whispering among themselves in the basilica—]
[—Has our former saint returned?—]
"You're finished, Twelve. It's illegal to fuck an idiot."
【-But……-】
[—When that man appeared before me again—]
I couldn't help but cry out.
He held out his hand to me and asked—
"—Baby, shall we come?"
[—At that moment, disregarding the bishops' objections, I rushed towards him—]
—My shoe came off halfway through, and I was walking barefoot on the ground; it hurt so much—
—But the more painful it is, the sweeter it will be—
[—The moment I stepped into his grand palace—]
The entire church erupted in chaos.
"..."
You silently closed the jade slip, recalling the scene last month when you brought her into your party palace, and the cultivation robe you tore open, mistaking it for erotic clothing...
"Holy crap, this guy seems to be head over heels in love!"
"Won't she become clingy to me?"
"She probably knows I'm a womanizer, right?"
You can't help but wonder what else is in the jade slip, because this kind of thing is like a recently concluded dissertation defense—no one can resist the temptation to look back at history.
Just like a mother who can't help but glance at her newborn child.
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