MTL - The Rumored Second Son - Chapter 12 can't escape

Transmigrating into the world of Douluo Dalu, I unexpectedly awakened the same Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, as Yu Xiaogang, and was discovered and taken as a disciple by Liu Erlong.Originally, I thought I would have to live cautiously under Liu Erlong's protection for the rest of my life. But who knew that a system would suddenly appear, binding me to female protagonists and allowing me to grow stronger by earning “conquest points,” evolving my Martial Soul!Now that the system has arrived, Xiao Yu feels there's no need to live cautiously under Liu Erlong's protection anymore. Instead, he can openly rely on conquering a group of female protagonists to dominate Douluo Dalu!Wherever there are female protagonists, there will surely be Xiao Yu's presence!And wherever Xiao Yu's presence is, his Martial Soul, fully evolved into the Radiant Holy Dragon, will surely shine upon the world!Liu Erlong: “Xiaogang, let's keep some distance from now on. I'm afraid Xiao Yu might misunderstand!”Xiao Wu: “Brother, I've fallen for Xiao Yu. Please forget about me!”Ning Rongrong: “Xiao Yu, from now on, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will be your exclusive money bag!”Zhu Zhuqing: “Xiao Yu, as long as you have the ability, I don't mind you taking all three of us sisters!”Qian Renxue: “For you, giving up the Angel God's position is nothing!”Hu Liena: “Xiao Yu, once I become the Pope, I'll immediately step down for you. I'll focus on being your wife!”

Betrayed. Murdered. Forgotten. Orion Vale, the strongest warrior and rightful heir, fell under his own beloved's blade—Shia, now the Empress of Eldora. Yet, fate has not finished with him. Reborn with memories of his previous life, he will crave a new path, rising through cultivation, swordsmanship, and magic. But as he seeks revenge, whispers of a larger conspiracy emerge. Was his death betrayal… or the cruel design of destiny? In a world where power is reign, Orion will create his own destiny.-------------Give a try first twenty chapter then judge my work.

[Matured Content]Saving an injured Fae in the forest had not been Islinda's plan, and worse, he turns out to be royalty, Prince Valerie of the summer court, heir and crown prince to the throne of Astaria.But then, humans were wary of those otherworldly creatures while the Fae looked down on the humans, thinking of them as lesser creatures. Islinda and the prince were worlds apart but that didn't stop them from falling in love. Unfortunately, Prince Valerie couldn't stay in the human realm forever and had to return to his kingdom with a promise to come back for her. And she believed him. But then, the other one comes instead. Dark, broody, ruthless yet dangerously handsome, everyone feared Prince Aldric. Even as a fierce warrior and son to the king of Astaria, Aldric is denied his right to the throne and cursed never to take his place because of his dark heritage. Twisted from the inside and starved of affection, Prince Aldric does what he is best at, causing misery. He captured Islinda - the woman who has drawn his brother's attention. He stole her from her home for his cruel purpose. If he couldn't have the throne, he could at least play around with his brother's love interest. His new prize. Islinda hated him. Loathed him for taking away everything that she could have had with the summer prince. He's the villain. Now she has been dragged into the middle of the dirty politics played in the courts of Astaria, not to mention surviving the cold games played by the prince. But all hope wasn't lost because the cruel prince could tempt her all he wants but he was never going to get the one thing he wants the most. To be loved. He would never have her heart! Or could he? ________“What can you offer me, little human,” He grinned, slow and cruel. She would make such a wonderful plaything. “Please,” She begged him, tears now gathering in her eyes, “Just let me go.” “Fine,” He shrugged as if it was an easy request, “You can go.” “W-what?” She croaked, finding it hard to believe. “Little human, you would find out my mind changes very easily.” Those words sounded merciful yet she could sense the threat beneath. But did he really mean? Islinda didn't sit around to find out as she broke into a sprint. If there was even the slightest chance of him changing his mind, then she would take it. She would not give up hope yet. She didn't know why but Islinda spared a look over her shoulder after a while and the blood drained from her face at what she saw coming. Oh no, she just made a terrible mistake. This was never freedom. It was a hunt. And she just became the prey.