Poisoning the World The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife - Chapter 29 – He didn’t make a mistake

“Do You Believe In Magic?”Cha Jin-sung, a nineteen-year-old web novelist, is stuck in a rut after his popular story, Tales of Heroes and Demons, is abruptly cancelled. Battling with his failures, he receives a cryptic message from an unknown reader, offering him the chance to complete his unfinished story. But in a surreal twist, his response to the email leads him to an extraordinary situation—transmigration into the very world of his novel.In Meltonia, a fantastical world filled with mana and strange powers, Jin-sung now inhabits the body of a seemingly insignificant character, Kaiser Vanguard, who was written into the story out of pity.Jin-sung, now Kaiser Vanguard, uncovers a chilling realization: he must survive the events he wrote into his novel. With his soul merged with Kaiser Vanguard’s, Jin-sung must navigate the hostile landscape of Meltonia, where the stakes of his story have become all too real.As he struggles to survive and understand his transmigration, Jin-sung's main goal becomes clear: to finish the story he once cared for so deeply, now that it’s no longer just fiction—it's his reality. However, whether he'll be able to navigate the dangers of the world he created and reach a satisfying conclusion remains uncertain.This new journey will test his wit, survival instincts, and desire to complete the tale he left behind, all while facing the possibility of an ending far darker than anything he ever intended.

Our straight (?) bottom woke up ten years into the future and found himself on the bed of his childhood friend… At the start, the bottom was shocked to his very bones, but he soon quickly accepted this premise and found the whole situation to be rather amusing. Precisely then, the bottom once again went back to his timeline — back to when he and the top were just platonic childhood friends.

[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.

“It’s finally here,” said the man with the sword in an echoing whisper.

“The Tower of Choice, the last 100 floors!” the band of five exclaimed in unison.

Angelica came down from the altar with a dull look, seemingly annoying.

Then we looked around.

“I tell you once again, but you’ve had a lot of trouble in the meantime. I couldn’t have climbed to the 100th floor alone without you.”

Thud!

One by one, they fall to the floor.

Angelica’s dagger pierced my neck, and I felt a darkening in front of my eyes with a tumultuous rage. My awareness faded, from my senses, from everything else. After that, everything was eroded by profound darkness.