Reborn: Earth Online - Chapter 79: New Form

Yang Chen, an online car-hailing driver, is bound to a “Negative Reviews Reward” system.As long as he does not compromise with unreasonable passengers, he can receive rewards if he receives negative reviews or complaints.Passenger: Driver, I want you to drive the car upstairs for me. My new Hongxing shoes got wet and dirty. Are you going to compensate me?Yang Chen: Miss, this is a car, how can I drive it upstairs?Passenger: I don't care, you have to drive it upstairs. Aren't you an online car-hailing driver supposed to serve passengers? Do you believe I'll give you a negative review?Platform: Dear driver, we regret to inform you that you have received a negative review and have been complained about by the customer.System: “Congratulations, Master, for earning a negative review through your capability, and you are rewarded with 28% ownership of the Peninsula Hotel.”……

In his first year, Ning Chen transmigrated and joined the Qinglian Sect as the disciple of Sect Master Liu Ruyan.By the third year, he awakened the Supreme Chongyang Sacred Physique.That same year, Liu Ruyan schemed against him, imprisoning him in the deepest part of the Qinglian Sect’s Demon-Locking Prison, where he was used as a furnace for nightly essence extraction.From that moment, Qinglian Sect’s strength skyrocketed.A hundred years later, Sect Master Liu Ruyan advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, becoming the youngest cultivator on the continent to achieve that realm.A thousand years later, Qinglian Sect transformed into an all-female sect. Among its disciples, nine stood out the most—peerless prodigies known as the “Nine Radiances of Qinglian.”Three thousand years later, Liu Ruyan transcended the Tribulation Stage, attaining immortality. From then on, Qinglian Sect became the ultimate holy land for female cultivators.After ten thousand years under the Great Xia Dynasty, the entire Qinglian Holy Land—composed solely of female cultivators—ascended as one.Rumors spread that a divine entity was nurtured in the deepest layer of the Demon-Locking Prison.Every woman who ventured there emerged completely transformed.The female cultivators of Qinglian Sect whispered among themselves: “Mmm, Senior Brother really is… enormous.”Feilu Novel Network Reminder: This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not attempt to imitate.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

She is an orphan with no blood ties to him, calling him 'young uncle', yet he regards her as his possession.He is the heir to a powerful family, the all-powerful Crown Prince of Elysian City, yet for her, he lays an inescapable trap, meticulously plotting every move.From the moment she stepped into the Rhodes Family ten years ago, her fate was already sealed.When she is bullied and seeks revenge, he impassively indulges her in her vengeance.Having been alone since childhood, she yearns for affection; he weaves a web of love, letting her fall and lose herself within it.Little did he expect that one day, his possession would escape his control...The person she loves is someone else!He transforms into a demon, cornering her, “Nina Wynn, you dare to love someone else?”Nina Wynn dares not look him in the eye, “You are my nominal young uncle, I dare not love you.”He presses closer, “Is it 'don't want to' or 'don't dare'?”———Later, as night falls, The Valorian Crown Prince holds the treasure in his arms, his eyes bloodshot, paranoid yet helpless as he begs her, “Nina, don't stop loving me.”