In the office, after knocking, Caroline gently pushed open the door.
A scene that made her scalp tingle unfolded before her eyes.
The room was filled with manuscripts covered in dense, twisted, and chaotic text, almost covering every corner within sight. The words on the paper were distorted and frenzied, resembling terrifying incantations that opened the gates of hell.
Ophelia, with a grim expression and disheveled hair, was sprawled on the floor, rapidly scribbling on one blank sheet of paper after another. The cryptic, spell-like text and intricate, indecipherable diagrams were all her creation.
Moreover, the atmosphere in the room was unnaturally eerie and oppressive.
Caroline nervously looked around, feeling as though there was some other indescribable, eerie presence lurking in the shadows, silently watching her.
The ominous sensation that made her scalp tingle originated from that unseen entity...
"Your Highness... breakfast is ready. You..."
Caroline cautiously stepped forward.
"Don't come in!" Ophelia raised her blood-red eyes, her voice hoarse and stern.
"Don't step on my blueprints!!"
"Yes, Your Highness..." Caroline quickly agreed.
"I'll bring your breakfast in, please eat something..."
She looked worriedly at Ophelia's behavior, but her Highness remained silent, seemingly lost in her own world.
The dutiful housekeeper gently closed the door, and after a moment, she returned, placing the breakfast on the table.
Your Highness..." Caroline struggled internally, then mustered her courage to advise:
"Please stop this. Your current state... it frightens me..."
"Stop! You can't continue delving deeper into the Dreamlands! That place isn't safe; you'll be consumed by it..."
"Shut up!" Ophelia impatiently glanced at her.
Although it was just a fleeting moment, the cold, eerie gaze sent shivers down the housekeeper's spine.
She had never seen such a look, nor such mad behavior, on her Highness's face before...
Why had she become like this?
Was it because of...
Because of Luo Wei?
Caroline felt deeply confused and incredulous.
After all, in her mind, Her Highness had always been confident and composed, possessing a shrewdness and ruthlessness beyond her years. She even believed that Ophelia was the most suitable heir among the Emperor's children.
Since she and the Shadow Guards had been assigned to the Princess by the Emperor four years ago,
they had been assisting her in handling extremely difficult tasks, as if the Emperor had deliberately set challenges for her.
Princess Ophelia had briefly taken over the leaderless 'Special Affairs Department.' Her decisive actions and remarkable talents had subdued even the most notorious troublemakers. In just a few months, the city's public order had greatly improved as the mutated creatures were eradicated.
The Emperor had also tasked Princess Ophelia with resolving the issue of the rebellious territories on the empire's frontier. Her third brother, as well as many enemies, had been watching her fail, but... now that region had become her fief, an honor even her older brothers who had long been in court had not achieved.
All this demonstrated the Princess's capabilities, yet here she was, for a man...
In this frenzied state...
Watching Princess Ophelia muttering to herself and continuously scribbling on the papers, Caroline deeply sighed.
She had thought that the Princess's four years of meticulous planning and power struggle were for some grand, unspoken goal.
But now, she was trapped in such a trivial matter.
For a man?
It was laughable!
Once Princess Ophelia defeated the ruthless and cunning Third Prince and the power-hungry Second Prince, what man couldn't she have? The entire country's handsome men would be at her disposal!
Caroline desperately wanted to voice her thoughts, but she hesitated.
Hesitating, her words came out in a stutter.
"Your Highness... Luo Wei, Mr. Luo Wei..."
The room responded with only the hoarse, repetitive muttering.
Seeing her Highness in such a frenzied state, Caroline couldn't hold back any longer.
"Your Highness!"
"He... he seems to have discovered our plans. Your current state... it's likely because of him! That cunning man must have done something in your Dreamlands!"
Ophelia remained lost in her world, unresponsive.
Caroline's voice gradually rose:
"Your Highness! You can't go on like this! It's not worth it for Luo Wei! What's so special about him??"
In that instant, the room fell into complete silence.
Ophelia slowly raised her head, as if she had finally heard.
"Your Highness!?" Caroline was momentarily delighted.
But then, the Princess's transformation frightened her.
She seemed to be suppressing some intense emotion, her body trembling uncontrollably. At the same time, black, scaly fragments began to emerge from her skin.
Her red eyes, now vertical pupils, locked onto Caroline, glowing with an otherworldly light.
Caroline's blood seemed to freeze; she had a hallucination, as if she were being stared at by a demon from the depths of a black abyss...
It was utterly chilling.
Caroline shivered and didn't dare to continue.
She regretted...
She had truly overstepped her bounds...
Fortunately,
Ophelia eventually regained control of her emotions. The black scales gradually disappeared, and her pupils returned to normal.
She looked at Caroline, speaking softly and indifferently:
"Leave."
"Yes..." Caroline quickly bowed her head, not daring to meet her gaze.
She fled the oppressive office.
After a long while, a barely audible sigh came from the office.
"You don't understand..."
Over these four years, she had suppressed all her smiles, doing things she didn't enjoy...
Not for power...
She just wanted to be free from constraints, to do whatever she wanted.
That was all.
At this moment...
A smiling face of a young man gradually appeared in her mind. Ophelia thought of that peaceful countryside.
She remembered the afternoon the mysterious boy had taken her to sneak out.
A world without him had no meaning.
I will get everything I want.
...
In the Dreamlands, Luo Wei gazed at the still bustling and vibrant Saint Callen City, lost in thought.
He couldn't see any changes since the last time, perhaps it was more realistic and complex, or maybe it had expanded.
But for Luo Wei, it was still useless.
Ophelia's obsessive plan, once exposed and counteracted by him, only backfired the more she tried, even tormenting herself.
Luo Wei looked at the towering skyscrapers and bustling traffic of the city, and smiled helplessly.
Didn't Ophelia realize that such a place was better for "suicide" than a rural estate?
Compared to "hanging oneself," this place offered countless ways to die. Could her increasingly fragile psyche withstand the upcoming scenes?
After all, no one in this world knew better how to die than him.
Let it end in a spectacular fashion, he thought.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
