The Heavenly Martial Empress Returns: An OP Xianxia Returnee LitRPG - Chapter 19: This Great Venerable Is Merciful

Ji Liao was particularly distressed lately. He had been “sexually harassed” for no reason. Moreover, the other party was a man! Never mind that it was a man but it was well-known class grass [T/N: Refers to the best-looking guy in the level] and school bully——He Cheng Ming!

– He Cheng Ming in front of others: “You wanna f*cking die?” “Better shut your mouth!” “Get lost! As far as you can!” He Cheng Ming in front of Ji Liao: “Baby, you smell so nice~” “My dear, you’re so sexy!” “I’ll always listen to you. Kiss me okay?”

– Experienced Overbearing Perverted Seme VS Novice Shy Cowardly Uke

- Description from Novelupdates

"Locke transmigrated into an era where everyone had Battle Beasts. Daemons were rampant and humans were forced to build walls around their dwellings while depending on Beastmasters to keep those monsters at bay.

Young Chen Xiang had a fateful encounter with a goddess & demoness and received their peerless heritage, divine pulses, ultimate martial arts, and transcendent alchemy techniques, which gave him an easy ride in his journey of cultivation.

“Stop following me!” Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him.“I’m only trying to protect you,” she responded.Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself.”She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving.“Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence.“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.“I did,” he sighed in defeat.