Heir of Aurelian - Chapter 109 An Act of Disrespect

The most popular game worldwide is Ancient Arena Online, a high-octane PvP fantasy game where teams fight for supremacy in mythical arenas. Millions of fans watch livestreams, bet on matches, and follow their favorite players like celebrities. The game’s competitive scene is so fierce that professional teams are treated like esports royalty.At the heart of it all is Kai Ashford, one of the top players and captain of the pro team Phoenix Edge. With lightning-fast reflexes and strategic brilliance, Kai leads his team to countless victories. But success breeds jealousy. Sabotaged by a teammate he thought was loyal, Kai is not only kicked off his team, but also humiliated in front of millions of fans. With his reputation shattered and confidence at rock bottom, Kai retreats from the public eye.However, Kai's competitive spirit is not easily extinguished. He stumbles upon a group of amateur players—a ragtag bunch who show raw potential but lack the finesse needed to win at the highest levels. Their quirky personalities clash with his no-nonsense attitude, but something about their passion reminds him of why he started gaming in the first place. Deciding to put his past behind him, Kai agrees to train them into a professional team.Along the way, Kai builds unexpected connections with his new teammates, including romantic entanglements with a fiery mage, an eccentric hacker, and a mysterious assassin player, all while juggling his personal feelings and growing attraction for multiple women. As his new team rises through the ranks, they gain attention from fans and sponsors, putting them back on the radar of the professional scene.But Kai’s past doesn’t stay buried for long. His former teammates—now rivals—plot to sabotage him once again, while jealous contenders within the gaming world aim to tear him down. However, Kai's return to the spotlight will be on his terms this time. With a darker, more calculating approach, he plans to not only dominate the game but also to get sweet revenge on those who betrayed him.

[Mind Reading + Transmigration into a Novel + Sweet Love in a Wealthy Family + CEO + Family’s Darling + Entertainment Industry]Jing Yi transmigrated into a sweet romance novel about a true and false heiress in a wealthy family. The good news: at a young age, she could live a life of luxury! The bad news: she was the villainous fake heiress who ultimately faces retribution…In the original story, Jing Yi was adopted by the Jing family as a child. However, consumed by jealousy towards the female lead, she resorted to various schemes to frame her. She even colluded with rival companies to sabotage the Jing family’s business. After her actions were discovered by the Jing family, she not only lost everything but also lived a miserable life thereafter.After transmigrating, Jing Yi behaved herself for two years. She hadn’t met any family members except Grandmother Jing and was working hard to become an inconspicuous member of the wealthy household!That is, until the dying grandmother arranged for her to meet the rest of the Jing family…[Oh no! They’ve finally reunited as a family. I shouldn’t go and be a bother!]Suddenly, silence fell. The Jing family members looked at Jing Yi’s nervous expression with puzzled faces.Jing Yi still ended up being brought back to the country by the Jing family.[Big brother really lives up to his ‘workaholic’ title. The Jing family is so lucky to have you! Keep it up! Here’s to the rest of my life!]Jing Ze Yu silently watched Jing Yi, who was showing concern for his health.[Wow! A living, breathing brother complex princess?!]Jing Ze Qian silently clenched his fists as he looked at the seemingly obedient Jing Yi in front of him.[Jing Ze Jun and Actor Wen are truly a match made in heaven! No one can break up my OTP!]Jing Ze Jun’s face turned bright red as she lowered her head, noticing the looks her family members were giving her.#Sincerity is always the ultimate secret weapon!##When my inner thoughts have no script, will you still love me?#

Arsene Academy – the best educational institution on the continent.

A place that’s famous for nurturing many talented people.

A warrior from a barbarian tribe enters the academy.

[Warning: Mature Content]

“Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?”

“For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant.”

Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart.

But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before.

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Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :)

Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters!

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

“Bai Ye—” I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth.

Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree.

“Bai Ye …” I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. “Of course I want you … Right here, right now.”

He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.