Cultivation Online - Chapter 2221: Spirit Tree(3)

Ke Jin transmigrated into an era where gaming was in utter chaos. Everyone here deeply believed in the notion of buying happiness with money, as game companies ran wild with various schemes to trick and force players to spend.As a game enthusiast from his past life, Ke Jin felt like he was in a world without sunlight. Luckily, he obtained the Free Game Production System!Players could get the ultimate reward of the “Complete Collection of All Game Design Schemes” without spending a single cent!Not spending money? How hard could that be? Heap on the benefits!Give away 50 consecutive draws during the summer heatwave! Give away 100 draws on the second day after the server opens! Due to the game reaching 50 daily active users, we are issuing a cool skin set originally priced at 999! The planner's niece just turned 17 years and three months plus 7 days old, so we're giving away 50,000 crystals!My sincerity is almost flooding the players. Surely nobody will spend now, right?Secretary: Mr. Ke, good news! Our newly launched game has just reached over a hundred million in daily transaction volume on its first day!Ke Jin: Huh? How is that good news... No, what about the other game? The one where we give full 100-99 discount vouchers upon starting, isn't its sales terrible?Looking puzzled, the secretary said while anticipating the boss's reaction: They've been shouting things like 'what a conscientious company' and 'if we don't spend, they'll go bankrupt,' so they just topped up. That game sold a whopping one hundred million copies globally. Congratulations on making a billion!“......”At 3:30 a.m., lying in bed, Ke Jin was wide awake, unable to sleep. He posted a status: Please, I beg you, stop spending. You guys are really making it hard for me...Player: Understood, Mr. Ke is hinting life is hard, brothers, let's step up! Charge it!

By day, Joon-ho runs a discreet, high-end massage clinic in Seoul, specializing in pain relief and body alignment. But behind the soundproof doors, his true gift lies in reading the deepest cravings of the women who walk through his door—and giving their bodies exactly what they need.From overworked executives to national celebrities, no woman leaves untouched—or unchanged.When Harin, his former campus crush turned office worker, reenters his life, one night of pleasure turns into something far more dangerous: connection, obsession, and a partnership that blurs every boundary between business, pleasure, and possession.Now, she’s not just in his bed.She’s in his clinic.His lap.His world.And she wants to watch everything.

'Death' It was meant to be the end, but it brought a new start.After a destructive nether storm consumes his world, Jack finds himself face-to-face with a powerful being who tasks him with a mission he can’t refuse.Reincarnated as Asriel—the most tragic, doomed character from a novel he once read—Jack’s frustration grows: “Damn it, why this fool?”Now, he must navigate Asriel's cursed life, facing relentless supernatural beings that threats him with a single hope:[Necromancy System Activated!][Ascend as the Ruler of the Undead!]But can Jack rise above Asriel's fate, or will he, too, fall prey to the shadows lurking in his new world?

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything.Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child.Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth.Now he wants her and his son.But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her?****Excerpt:“B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed,” Dylan stammered, his voice trembling.Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night. Of course, he remembered the party.He remembered the whiskey.But the woman?Nope. His brain served up a blank slate.“Who was she?”Dylan swallowed. “The first daughter of William Walters.”“Cough! Cough!”Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed. ---Curiosity won, as always.Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button.The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number.“What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?”Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet.Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans.Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside.She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing.Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly.“Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”