The System for Mentoring Villain Bosses - Chapter 69: Still Selling? (2)

Yang Dai, who was reborn in the third year of high school, was forced to enter the [Deep Domain] before he could be happy.

This is a world where gods and gods reappear and demons eat and kill mortals!

Myths are revived, animals and plants have been transformed into demons, foreign ghosts have invaded, and the status of human beings as the ruler of the earth is at stake. At this time, the mysterious [Deep Domain] came to the earth in the form of virtual games, bringing hope to mankind.

Yang Dai entered the deep domain to gain the ability to control the soul. Based on the concept of wretched development, he wanted to be a soul summoner, and he planned to form an army of souls first, and then explore the deep domain.

Unparalleled talent, the peerless genius of the dynasty!

The unparalleled demon king who is wreaking havoc on the world!

Covering the sky with one hand, the Patriarch of the Demon Dao who presses the right way!

When Yang Dai’s soul army appeared more and more terrifying names that shocked all beings in the two worlds, he also won the honorary title of Megatron.

Soul Master!

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Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a C-Rank performer even if he just sat there and did nothing.

After signing up for a certain talent show, the shining path to stardom beckoned to him––

Wu Jin: Hold on, why is this show different from what we agreed on? Wasn’t it supposed to be about jumping around, dancing, and singing songs? Why do you have to send me out into the wilderness…

Program Producer: You’re a once-in-a-century high appearance value competitor! We’re relying on you to save the program’s ratings!

Wu Jin: … I seem to be on the wrong show. Wait a minute, this isn’t an idol show, it’s a fighting survival reality show ahhh!!

Ten months later, the little cutie who had been thrown into the show––
Turned into a human weapon.

Powering up through various instances, slight entertainment circle elements.

Extremely overpowered gong x little cutie who grows to become an overpowered shou.

Completed Instances
Round One – Wilderness Survival
Round Two – Cellular Spaces
Round Three – Tarot Card Formation
Round Four – Cretaceous Period Revival
Round Five – Palace of Versailles
Round Six – Time Warp
Round Seven – Ancient Talent Show

A brief single sentence introduction: Debut! Survival reality show!

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[COMPLETE] Can a royal Romeo and Juliet find their happy ending?

Ayleth, Princess of Zenithra, is secretly trained in hand-to-hand combat, and collects swear words she doesn't know how to use. During the Festival of Peace, in which every royal son on the continent will be at the castle for a month, she is instructed by her parents to find a husband. Yet, Ayleth has never even been kissed—until the very first ball, when she meets the man in the Lion mask.

Etan is a seasoned warrior, and the Prince of Summitras. He attends the Festival hoping to find a powerful wife who will help him conquer the dark sorcery of their bloodsworn enemies, the Kingdom of Zenithra. But at the very first ball, he discovers the masked woman who captures his heart is the Heir to the evil empire.

Ayleth and Etan face an impossible battle. Will their love survive? Or will their parents' dark dealings keep them apart forever?

[Mature content. No sexual violence.]

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“You…” She stepped back. Then back again, her mouth dropped open. “You… You cannot be…”

“I am,” Etan said, and his hair raked back as he pushed his mask off his handsome face. So handsome her heart raced.

His hair was ebony black, his skin a warm brown that threatened to fade in in the winter months. He stared at her with glittering green eyes, over high cheekbones and a noble nose, his jaw tight and shadowed this late in the day. His chin was high over the pillar of his neck that she’d just touched with its hard lines and steel strength, so different to her own. And his chest... She gasped and covered her eyes. She’d humiliated herself revealing her stupid, childish curiosity.

“No, Ayleth. This changes nothing.”

“How can you say that? It changes everything!” She was horrified to realize she was crying.

“Ayleth, please.” His voice cracked on the plea and she stared at him, shoving her mask up and off, despite how it would pull her hair out of the beautiful twist the maid had managed for her.

His eyes locked on hers and she couldn’t think. She couldn’t breathe.

She had met her One. And he was the son of her bloodsworn enemy.

She stared at him as he stepped forward again, offering both hands, palm up. “Touch me,” he whispered. “Hold my hands. This is real, Ayleth. I don’t know how it happened, but this is real. Please don’t deny it.”

She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

“Please, Ayleth.”

“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.

To the one who has never owned, obtained, or enjoyed anything throughout their entire life.“You have been chosen.”Thus, I shall bestow this power on you, for you are ’empty.’The power of the Void.Be my apostle and carry out my will.