When it came to Blood Concubine’s mad, self-destructive antics in pursuit of pleasure, Su Bai had racked her brains dry. All sorts of bizarre and unorthodox techniques were piled across half the bed, just to try and find a solution.
Blood Concubine had thrown a wild tantrum for quite a while, but seeing Su Bai ignoring her completely, she finally got up from the bed, clearly reluctant. Putting back on her careless, cheerful demeanor, she scampered off to look for more fun.
During the day, she wandered idly through the Azure Emperor Divine Palace, killing time. At night, she clung to Zhou Xuan, begging for hugs and kisses, and even suggested they play all sorts of risqué games—some light, some not so light.
Another night spent reading until the third watch. Su Bai finally closed her book and blew out the candle, about to sleep, when she suddenly noticed Su Xiaotai at the bedside. His little face was pale and tender, his big dark eyes looking dull, with faint gray-blue shadows beneath them—he had the look of someone utterly drained by his wicked elder sister.
“You little rascal! You little brat!” Su Bai greeted him without any surprise. Lifting her jade-like hand, she pinched the chubby cheeks of the little boy, feigning annoyance as she gave them a hard squeeze, then laughed, “What’s wrong? Did Blood Concubine drain you dry~? How come she didn’t squeeze you to death, you little devil!”
“It hurts, it hurts~ Mother, let go~”
The little boy wailed, yelping in pain several times before the Empress finally released him. He hurriedly reached out his small hands to gently rub his now-reddened cheeks, looking utterly aggrieved as he spoke.
“Mother, in the world you all came from, are there really that many half-demon hybrids? And they’re all so shameless, wearing such weird clothes and loving to get caught inside those strange red-and-white balls.”
Su Bai raised her elegant brows. What kind of mischief was Blood Concubine up to now? She poked the little boy’s forehead with her slender finger.
“Oh? Tell me about it.”
The little boy nodded and closed his eyes at once.
Countless lights and shadows began to swirl behind him, gradually weaving into a vivid scene—it was a projection of his memories. Everything he had experienced played out in crisp, lively images:
“Hehehe~ A Xuan, haven’t you always wanted to know about the world me and my real body come from? Though my real body strictly forbids me from telling you, I can bend the rules a bit.”
“I used a dream-weaving art to create a huge dream world in my mind. Everything you want to know is in there. At the same time, I sealed my own memories, leaving you only some hints.”
“One night here is a year in the dream world. By the way, you have to play the game with me. If you try to freeload, I’ll expose you tomorrow!!”
After receiving Blood Concubine’s message and glancing at the sleeping girl on the bed, Zhou Xuan didn’t hesitate and chose to enter the dream world she had created.
[If you’re reading this, you’ve already entered the dream I’ve crafted just for you. The one-year game is about to begin, and everyone inside is me, so please don’t feel any psychological burden—make sure to enjoy yourself and play with me~~]
Name: Zhou Xuan.
Gender: Male.
Identity: Yin Slave Master.
Mana: 1000
Innate Abilities:
[Child of Fortune]: The entire world exists for you. Events in this world will naturally unfold in ways favorable to you.
[Demon Dragon]: The bull can persist **, duration unlimited.
[Magic Replenisher]: Your essence provides your Yin Slaves with endless energy and power.
As Zhou Xuan finished reading, three red-and-white balls appeared in front of him, prompting him to pick one. Inside the balls, a green-haired flower fairy loli—adorable and mischievous, an innocent young rabbit girl, and a mature, seductive fox lady, each distinctly charming.
Zhou Xuan picked the young girl. The next moment, a red-and-white ball opened, pouring out a gentle radiance.
An extraordinarily beautiful black-haired girl appeared before him, on all fours, obediently lying at his feet. Her jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, veiling part of her face and lending an air of mystery and shyness.
She wore a white silk garment, semi-transparent, with an oval cloth covering her upper body, adorned with gemstone chains—ornate and exquisite. Her lower body was only draped with a piece of fabric at her waist, similar to her top, barely covering her snowy hips and beautiful legs.
Her over-the-knee white stockings were tightly wrapped, creating a captivating curve, paired with slender crystal high heels, each shoe adorned with a bell that tinkled as she moved. Her earrings, headpiece, necklace, and bracelets were all set with matching gemstones, shimmering with a bluish aurora.
“Master~” the girl called sweetly, nuzzling Zhou Xuan’s thigh with her head. “I’m your exclusive Yin Slave, and this year, our goal is to become the champions of the Yin Slave Tournament.”
“And first, Master must go to the Sanctuary to register as a Yin Slave Master.”
Once she finished thoroughly explaining the basics of Yin Slaves and the Yin Slave Tournament, she led Zhou Xuan to the Sanctuary to register and collect the relevant training manuals, and thus their journey to the tournament began.
What followed was just like one of those harem web novels from the early 2000s—opportunities galore, a growing harem, endless titillation. From one Yin Slave, he eventually amassed nine, each maxed out in level!
Playful and adorable lolis, energetic young maidens, mature and alluring ladies, elegant and charming women—every style and type a man could dream of, all gathered together, fulfilling every fantasy about a woman’s allure.
At the dream’s climax, Zhou Xuan cleverly commanded his nine Yin Slaves, each using their unique abilities and skills, to defeat the reigning Yin Slave Champion—Blood Demon Queen!
He even found her true form, along with her nine Yin Slaves, and utterly humiliated them!!
Su Bai fell silent.
Pokémon + “defeated gg” + Star Fury + that kind of story she’d once glimpsed on some blue bird website.
Blood Concubine really was something else!
“Mother~” came the timid voice of the little boy as he opened his eyes. He pointed behind him, where the scene was frozen on Zhou Xuan thoroughly humiliating the Blood Demon Queen. He asked softly, “Is there no morality, no human decency, no propriety or shame in your world? Even though Xiao Hei doesn’t care about good or evil, it seems like things are a bit… off in your world, Mother…”
The little boy was clearly embarrassed to even speak of it.
“And lately, that mother over there isn’t doing well either. Every night, she pesters Xiao Hei to play these kinds of games. Is there any solution here, Mother?”
Su Bai had no desire to answer. Denying it would require an explanation, and that would mean leaking information; as for admitting it, impossible! How could she ever acknowledge such a “gal game” world setting!
She simply kicked the little boy off the bed, tossing the gold-embroidered quilt to cover him up, and snorted coldly, “Where you came from, go back there. She’s just one of my many split souls—if she dies, I won’t even care.”
“Hmph! Zhou Xuan, Su Xiaohei, Su Xuantian, just as you said—today’s Blood Concubine is tomorrow’s me. To face desire and the ‘self’ within.”
“When desire loses its shackles, and wildness is unbound.”
“Either she will reach ultimate bliss in self-destruction’s paradise, or she’ll perish on this path of destruction and joy.”
‘If you have any conscience left, unseal me, let me save her—pull her from that filthy abyss of desire.’