“Miss Hong Li is out!”
“Where? Where?”
“It really is Miss Hong Li! Look, she’s so beautiful.”
While Gu Qingfeng was busy examining Ru Hua and Si Yu’s bone structure, he suddenly heard a commotion from the first floor of the Heavenly Fragrance Tower. His expression changed slightly: “Miss Hong Li? Who is that?”
“Oh, she’s the top performer at our Heavenly Fragrance Tower,” Ru Hua explained with a sweet voice.
The top performer?
Gu Qingfeng’s curiosity was piqued. After all, men are men—it’s natural to look beyond what’s in front of them.
He quickly pulled his hands out of the embraces of the two women and went to the window to look downstairs.
Ru Hua pouted discontentedly, "Sir~, didn’t you say I had a great misfortune and you were going to help me turn it around? Why are you leaving?"
“Yeah, yeah,” Si Yu chimed in with a similar tone, “We’ve been so welcoming to you, yet you’re going to look at another woman.”
“I’ll be back in a moment,” Gu Qingfeng replied dismissively without even turning his head, making the two women stomp their feet in frustration.
Not just Gu Qingfeng, but everyone else he had brought along also rushed to the window to catch a glimpse of Hong Li.
In the first-floor hall of the Heavenly Fragrance Tower, a red silk ribbon suddenly descended from the second floor, resembling a red slide.
Then, amidst the astonished exclamations of the guests, a red-clad, barefoot woman, like a celestial maiden descending from the heavens, leaped lightly from the second floor, stepping onto the red silk ribbon and gracefully making her way to the center of the stage on the first floor.
The red-clad woman wore a veil, so her face was obscured, but her graceful figure and eyes like autumn water were more than enough to captivate the audience.
As soon as she landed, the woman playing the zither gently stroked her fingers, and soothing, melodious music filled the air.
The red-clad woman began to dance in sync with the music.
Her movements were leisurely and graceful, elegant and free-flowing, like a butterfly fluttering, a willow swaying in the wind, a swallow nesting, or a magpie startled by the night.
She sometimes lightly stretches her hands like clouds, sometimes moves slowly like a lotus, her glances and looks back subtly conveying hidden affection.
On her slender, white ankles, silver bracelets jingled with each movement, adding a pleasant, crisp sound to her dance.
The guests were utterly mesmerized by her enchanting dance, their hearts seemingly held tightly by her, moving with her every step.
Gu Qingfeng’s eyes also lit up as he watched, thinking to himself that he must teach this dance to the little corpse Mei when he got back, since watching the corpse Mei dance didn’t cost any silver.
As the red-clad woman danced, her movements suddenly changed. With a flick of her red sleeves, countless petals began to float and drift down from the air, transforming the entire Heavenly Fragrance Tower into a scene of a petal rain.
The petals, one by one, swayed gently as they fell, carrying with them a waft of incense, intoxicating the senses.
Many people eagerly reached out to grab the falling petals, holding them in their hands and inhaling deeply, as if the petals carried her fragrance.
Gu Qingfeng, watching the petals fall before him, frowned slightly: “Illusion?”
With his soul strength comparable to that of an Innate Realm Master, he immediately discerned that the red-clad woman was using an illusion, and it wasn’t just any illusion—it was mixed with a subtle seduction technique that stirred desires.
However, despite the clever technique, the level of her illusion was quite low. Such an illusion could be broken by anyone with a slightly firm will.
“Hahaha... mine, they’re all mine!”
Wang Fatty’s excited voice interrupted Gu Qingfeng’s thoughts. Wang Fatty was wildly waving his arms, grabbing at the falling petals, his hands full of them. He then buried his face in the petals, savoring their scent.
Gu Qingfeng's mouth twitched slightly as he subtly took two steps away from him.
He was about to join Xu Daizi in mocking Wang Fatty, but when he turned his head, he found that Xu Daizi was also flushed, pinching a petal with his fingers, his eyes glazed over, muttering to himself.
Gu Qingfeng listened for a moment and realized he was composing poetry.
Gu Qingfeng subtly took two steps away from him as well.
Ugh, what a disgrace. Why did I choose these two idiots as my subordinates?
“Wang Fatty!” Gu Qingfeng called out, snapping him out of his illusion.
Wang Fatty seemed to wake up from a dream, looking at Gu Qingfeng with confusion: “What is it, Lord Gu?”
“Wipe your drool. Don’t embarrass me.”
Wang Fatty chuckled awkwardly, wiping his mouth.
“Lord Gu, why aren’t you enjoying it?”
“Enjoy what?” Gu Qingfeng retorted impatiently, “You fell for such a simple illusion?”
Wang Fatty looked at Gu Qingfeng in surprise: “My lord, you don’t know, Miss Hong Li is famous in Wutong Prefecture for her dual talents in illusion and charm. Many people come specifically to experience her illusions and charm. We’re here to have fun, after all.
And Miss Hong Li’s techniques don’t harm anyone; their only purpose is to enhance the mood. Why resist it so much? Why not just enjoy it fully?”
“Is that so?” Gu Qingfeng asked doubtfully.
He scanned the guests and noticed that among them were quite a few warriors, but they were all visibly intoxicated, their expressions filled with bliss. It was clear they were all immersed in the illusion.
“Of course, my lord. How would I dare to deceive you? Everyone knows that illusions are fake, but it’s precisely because they’re fake that they can give you the satisfaction that reality can’t.”
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng suddenly understood why everyone, despite the simplicity of the illusion, fell for it.
It’s like watching a movie. You know it’s all fake, acted out by actors, but your emotions still get pulled along with the story. You watch a movie to immerse yourself in that world, to experience the lives of the characters. Otherwise, why would you spend money to go and then say, ‘It’s all fake, all actors pretending’? That would just be crazy.
“Well... maybe I’ll give it a try?” Gu Qingfeng said hesitantly.
Two breaths later...
“Hahaha... mine, they’re all mine! Wang Fatty, don’t you dare steal them!”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
