Lu Qing's question stumped Bai Xing.
It was obvious that Bai Xing had always followed the pure and cute route.
The succubus series, on the other hand, was generally a style that only mature elegant older sisters or seductive older sisters could pull off.
Although some artists liked to combine succubi with lolis to create cute and clear succubus suits,
Lubia's "Prototype" had already been finalized.
It was drawn 1:1 based on the body of "Tang Hua,"
completely unrelated to what the voice actor looked like or what style they were good at.
In other words—
This was a dimensional reduction strike with a personal touch from the artist.
"Exclusivity."
…
…
Carrying this unsolvable problem, Bai Xing followed Lu Qing back to the apartment in a daze.
The time spent together on the way was so precious, yet she felt as if she were bound by a life dilemma, unable to concentrate and enjoy the moment.
"The suit my senior made for me... is a succubus?"
"But I... I'm not that sexy..."
"I don't have any experience either..."
"What I say is just bragging..."
"I can't... I can't perform that kind of charm that radiates hormones at every move and can stir people's hearts to the point of losing control..."
"At most, I can only imitate an older sister's voice... but that's clearly not enough, right?"
Bai Xing was stumped.
Completely stumped.
And she vaguely sensed that this problem wasn't something the senior had deliberately brought to her to make things difficult.
It was the artist.
It was the artist who had preconceived notions, not considering the skills of the collaborator, and directly presented her most skilled and best design,
like a black castle,
boom,
crashing down in front of her.
The artist was like the succubus lord in the Demon King's Castle,
crossing her fleshy legs, propping her snow-soft chin,
sitting high on the throne, showing a playful and evil-beautiful smile down at her.
How excessive it was.
Bai Xing felt her position was under attack from the outside.
Her C-position in the senior's heart was facing an unprecedented challenge.
This wasn't good...
"Our trio, the senior is the mastermind behind the scenes, I'm the idol on stage, and you, you're just a paid assistant! How dare you overstep to this extent, even planning to lure the senior to your house on Sunday?"
Suddenly, the girl's little brain turned, and she became deeply alarmed—
“That's right, you, your previous shyness and embarrassment, weren't those all deliberately pretended!”
"You must have calculated that this would make the boss curious about you, so you deliberately didn't reveal your gender, wanting to fish the boss into coming to your house!"
Woc...
"Even I haven't been to the senior's house! No, the senior hasn't even been to my house, and we're literally door-to-door neighbors!
Now, now you're using such advanced tactics to suck him into your house! Your ambition... is really big!
Big! Too big!!"
"I think you're the real succubus!!"
Evil.
So evil.
This artist is very evil.
Although the boss said her circle name is "Lubia."
But I just searched online, and there's no such person.
There are only some commercial drafts she drew during her part-time job on TaoBao Network,
like cat girls, giant lolis, nuns, princesses, and so on.
And from the designs, each one is very strange.
Very "huge."
"Indeed, very evil..."
Too evil.
This artist is full of evil vibes!
So,
from now on, I'll just call her "Succubia."
After all, her behavior is no different from a succubus.
Mm.
Bai Xing thought this in her heart.
……
Time passed day by day, and before they knew it, it was Friday.
If the first two days, Su Ling's intense practice at home could have been mistaken by Lu Qing as "a sister's short-lived enthusiasm for a new field,"
then by now, five days of practicing for 8 to even 12 hours a day...
had made him realize,
"The sister isn't joking with me."
"……"
At this moment, he was standing on the podium, giving a lecture on "Voice Actor Products," with videos and PPTs recorded from YinXiong playing in the background, but his mind had already flown far away.
Full of questions about "why the sister is practicing the piano without limits," which had no answers.
Now, Su Ling could not only switch chords in C major but also master the core techniques of electric guitar—hammer-ons, pull-offs, slides, and bends—playing them with style.
Occasionally, the sister would close her eyes lightly, like a black cat in the night, wearing headphones, enjoying the moment as she gently pushed a string up with her left ring finger;
After finishing the practice piece, she would fine-tune it repeatedly until the last possible mistake was eliminated by muscle memory;
She would always turn on the metronome when practicing the basics, never thinking she didn't need it, wasting precious time.
The sister was terrifying.
Her state of practicing the piano was simply abnormal.
Only someone who had experienced something would show the sister's expression, occasionally curling her lips, smiling evilly, attacking a difficult point to the death, with a "I will definitely conquer you" look.
Therefore, Lu Qing finally realized.
Su Ling,
she.
—「Has intrinsic motivation.」
…
…
When a person,
has a light in their heart.
Then this light,
will, over time,
expand into several warm rays,
until it strengthens the heart.
Lu Qing's "intrinsic motivation" was Master Oushou (Master Oushou)—
【With a guitar in hand, everything is possible】.
In high school, his「intrinsic motivation」was「her」—
【You will become a great musician, won't you?】
After「her」left,「intrinsic motivation」dissolved and fragmented.
Breaking into tiny pieces.
Now, the sister's arrival, the「intrinsic motivation」that had newly formed in her heart,
had affected him,
illuminated him,
and brought new life to him.
「Intrinsic motivation doesn't die. It can sprout infinitely.」
……
……
"Qing, Qing?"
"?"
"What are you thinking about? The applause from the audience was so loud, the teacher praised you a dozen times, yet you just walked back and plopped down without saying a word, looking like you're sick."
Wen Le moved his butt closer, concerned:
"What's wrong with you?"
"……"
Lu Qing rubbed his temples, gave an apologetic look to the single-ponytail female teacher still lecturing, and whispered back to his roommate: "Maybe I didn't sleep well. My mental state is off."
"Hey."
Wen Le extended his Buddha palm, patted his buddy's shoulder, and said earnestly:
"I think you're just watching too many movies. You should be more restrained, don't always stay at home in silence, indulging in those things. It might feel good for a moment, but as Brother Luo said, it won't bring you advanced happiness."
Wen Le pushed his black-framed glasses and showed a smile of experience.
"……"
Lu Qing glanced at him, feeling that his pale and weak appearance seemed to be talking about himself.
Conservatively estimated, at least yin deficiency + yang deficiency, reaching the perfect state of both yin and yang deficiency.
capable of battling back and forth with Uncle Liu from the south gate of the community, who loves listening to novels.
"Wen Le, I have a sentence I don't know if I should say."
"Please speak."
"Mm. Don't let desire pierce through your reason."
"???"
Lu Qing stretched out his hand, pushed Wen Le's black-framed glasses back up his nose, and said earnestly:
"Watch less maid albums in the dorm, okay? I've had this symptom, I'm an experienced person. So, fooling yourself is fine, but don't try to fool your buddies."
"Not?! You!"
"Alright, I'll head back to the dorm later. I have something I want to discuss with Yang."
"……"
Wen Le, having his heart read, had to surrender, choosing to change the topic.
"What good thing are you discussing with him and not me?"
He pretended to be unhappy, "What's with keeping secrets from your buddy?"
"Nothing big, just found him a part-time job, want to ask if he's interested."
Lu Qing brushed it off, "After all, watching him eat Huang Men Ji (Yellow Braised Chicken) in the dorm every day isn't a solution."
"Part-time job? Oh. Alright."
Wen Le nodded and didn't delve deeper. He just asked about what he was concerned about, "By the way, did you watch that V I recommended to you last time? You never reply to my messages. Are you hiding a girl at home or something?"
As he said this, it was as if he thought of something, and his whole body shuddered as he speculated blindly:
"Ah! I get it now. You must be cohabiting with that Bai Xing classmate. She didn't come to class today, and you two... well, you know, those who understand, understand."
"......"
"I'm not jealous at all, really. Living with a super beautiful girl? Whatever. Not interested, not at all."
Seeing his roommate start to speak insincerely, sniffing closer as if trying to catch a scent, and even spreading rumors,
Lu Qing felt it necessary to deliver a heavy blow to make him behave himself.
He straightened his face, turned around, and said seriously:
"I might need to inform you of something."
"Huh? What?"
Wen Le hadn't yet realized the gravity of the situation, simply looking up at his eyes without any psychological defense.
The next second,
He heard one of the two most significant death announcements in his life—
"The person inside the succubus you sent me is a friend of mine in real life. I'll have to visit her place in two days."
......
......
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
