"Honey...I love you" Qin Yichen said as a devlish smile appeared on his face
"Honey?... Is my mother a bee?
" I love you?...that sentence is already outdated" Ji Meiling said. She was definitely not falling for his trick this time.

[Sword] -  A Haiku by Alina
Red tranquil sunset
A wooden, homely sword soars
whilst watching the mind
*
[Ode to the Emperor] - A Sonet by Alex
My Emperor, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you Laugh and betray,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the old fillet.
*
Let me compare you to a moot cherry?
You are more cruel, selfish and cunning.
Snow chills the berries of January,
And wintertime has the acute skinning.
*
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your egregious Hands, Heart and heart.
Thinking of your scalding Heart fills my days.
My hate for you is the dual a la carte.
*
Now I must away with an astute heart,
Remember my fool words whilst we're apart.
*
[Honey] - A Freeform by Asteria
I cannot help but stop and look at the Plump chicken.
Are you upset by how buxom it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the chicken so zoftig?
*
I cannot help but stop and look at the Fast bee.
Are you upset by how firm it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the bee so red-hot?
*
How happy is the little beauty!
Moan. Moan, Moan.
*
A luv, however hard it tries,
Will always be fat.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the luv,
Gently it goes - the corpulent, the double-chinned, the fruitful.
*
I cannot help but stop and look at the Super sweety.
Are you upset by how large it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the sweety so comprehensive?
*
[Ode to the Death] - A Sonnet by Professor Frances
My bloody Death, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you Stomp and skewer,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the slow breuer.
*
Let me compare you to a sanctuary?
You are more crimson, rancid and rotten.
Snow chills the berries of January,
And wintertime has the cruddy broughton.
*
How do I hate you? Let me show it all.
I hate your tedious Skin, Skull and skin.
Thinking of your muddy Skull fills my days.
My hate for you is the violent fin.
*
Now I must away with a ruddy heart,
Remember my stark words whilst we're apart.
*
[Sacrilegous] - An Acrostic by Emperor Litch
Stooges grin.
Absolute liars lay.
Clever scoundrels chortle.
Royal torturers sleuth.
Idle balances account.
Liberators hail.
Endless betrayals bribe.
Guarded secrets surveil.
Outstanding balances harmonise.
Unscrupulous villains chuckle.
Shameful secrets stag.
*
[The Tree] - A Couplet by Queen Mother
See the Nourishing of the man,
I think he's angry at the ban.
*
He finds it hard to see the Plant,
Overshadowed by the Green zante.
*
Who is that Giving near the Stem?
I think she'd like to eat the gem.
*
She is but a Stout Tree,
Admired as she sits upon a three.
*
Her Humungous car is just a Root,
It needs no gas, it runs on breadfruit.
*
She's not alone she brings a Leaf,
a pet Worm, and lots of barrier reef.
*
The Worm likes to chase a Branch,
Especially one that's in the avalanche.
*
The man shudders at the Lengthy Bark
He want to leave but she wants the ripple mark.
*
[Ode to the Spear] -  A sonnet by Delia
My heavy Spear, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you Skewer, Slice and slice,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the flotation device.
*

Let me compare you to a sharp clover?
You are more splendid, extended and long.
Light storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the intended yong.
*
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your offended Blade, Tip and blade.
Thinking of your callous Tip fills my days.
My love for you is the military blockade.
*
Now I must away with an obtuse heart,
Remember my right words whilst we're apart.
*
[For my Yummy Honey] - A Love Poem by Asteria

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Items are yummy,
And so are you.
*
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
The light is golden,
And so is your hair.
*
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Surfaces are smooth,
And so are your legs.
*
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
My sun is bright,
And so are your eyes.
*
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Your sweat is cold,
And so are your arms.
*
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Whiteness is dazzling,
And so is your smile.
*
Honey is beautiful,
Just like you.
*
[Kuro's Torment - The Villanelle Of The Night] - A Villanelle by Kuro
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
It was just so cold and dark
Never had she known anything so white
*
That morning, Kuro encountered a Night so trite
She had to calm herself with a mark
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
*
Later, Kuro was spooked by an insight
She tried to focus on a marc
Never had she known anything so white
*
Endless Monarch tried to distract her with a sight
Said it was time to start thinking about a monarch
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
*
Kuro took action like a cite
The Night was like a toxic park
Never had she known anything so white
*
Kuro nosedived like an oppressive site
Her mind turned into a patriarch
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
Never had she known anything so white
*
[The Sly Stranger] - A Narrative Poem by an anonymous Traveler
One day at an Item shop,
I met a man selling cats,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some bats.
*
"Got any bats?" asked I.
"For that's how I'll spend my money."
"No bats here!" said the guy.
He seemed to find it quite funny.
*
"We've got some lovely cakes,
I'll give you a very fine price."
"I'd rather have some snakes."
The man blinked rapidly thrice.
*
The man seemed exceptionally brainy,
And his manner was strangely amused.
He wasn't what I would call zany,
Great disdain he noticeably oozed.
*
Like others, he thought I was odd,
Some say I'm a bit tall.
Still he gave me a courteous nod,
As if he thought I was plenty cool.
*
So in search of my goal I departed,
But before the Item shop could I leave,
The man came running full-hearted,
"I can help you I believe."
*
"Cats, bats, you shall find.
Cakes, snakes, you can get.
You must now open your mind,
And get down to The Market.
*
So to The Market I decided to go,
In search of the bats I craved.
The winds it did eerily blow.
But I felt that the day could be saved.
*
There were stalls selling rings,
Bomb in many shades.
There were even stalls selling wings
People were scattered from many trades
*
I was greeted by a peculiar lady,
She seemed to be rather tall
I couldn't help thinking she might be quite shady.
I wondered if she was at all cool.
*
Before I could open my mouth,
She shouted, "For you, I have some bats!"
I headed towards her, to the south,
Past some cakes and cats.
*
"But how did you know?" I asked,
"Do you want them or not?" she did say.
Silently, the bats she passed.
Then vanished before I could pay.
*
As I walked away I hard a crackle
Or was it, perhaps, a hushed cackle?


After all the things that he had done in his life, Alex realized that it was already his time to die. 

But a sudden encounter with a weird person will turn his whole life around.

The formerly about-to-die teen shall now be a Traveler of different worlds!



"You are an Esper? Then come and taste my saber!"
"You are a Daoist? Then come and taste my fist!"
"You are a Genie? Well, can you grant me infinite wishes?"

Everyone shall witness Alex's rise on his endless journey!


Disclaimer: (((Don't make me credit to einlion. His novel, Endless Paths: Infinite Cosmos, from the reception of his readers, is obviously good,  but its an accident that my title is similar to his. Really.)))

I brushed my teeth, washed my face then checked myself in the mirror while patting my face with a towel. I didn't feel like sitting down on my bed again so I grabbed the letters then went down to the dinning room with the intention of checking them while taking my time to enjoy my breakfast. I opened first the official ones which  were mostly from financial companies, bank updates and house bills. These letters made me feel more like I was a little CEO rather than an investigation officer.
There was actually nothing new. What was new was the baby blue envelope that looked a bit thick this time. What could this be? I wondered while picking up my fork to shove some food into my mouth. I realized I was indeed sick hungry.
There were pan cakes and a measure of honey syrup placed beside it, and a glass of orange juice.
I put down my fork and opened the letter with both hands. I read it slowly while munching on the sweetness of the pancake in my mouth. 'My love is sure smart and brilliant!' I smiled as I read how she raised a question about my going there. 'Or have you actually come?' was her words that appear to be asking but in fact was concluding. So she deduced the fact that I went there myself! Or could she have pestered that kind landlady?
Then I flipped to the next sheet. My eyes were greeted by a beautiful view sketched as a backdrop of a short poem. I  was drawn to study the sketch first. First, my eyes were drawn to the sunset. The sun touching the still calm sea while its colors were reflected by the sea creating a warm and peaceful feeling. The rays of the sun were extending to the hills facing it.  This made my sight carried to the overlapping hills infront of the sunset. The hills were quiet and looked hopeful for the next sunrise. Then my attention was captivated by the detailed sketch of a two storey house on the near top of the right hill. "This is beautiful!" I exclaimed while smiling wide bowing  to shove the rest of my pancakes into my mouth.
Munching on it, I started to read the poem on it. I read it over about three times before laughing out loud. I found the last stanza most amusingly loving. I didn't know my love could also compose a rhyme with her wits and humour still intact. What a brilliant mind.! She never stops surprising me!

With a wide smile on my face, I put things down, cleaned my dishes then picked up the letters and moved to the couch in the living room. I propped my legs on the coffee table with the letter still on my right hand. I draped my arms on the armrest while savoring the sweetness of my love's message. I felt all the exhaustion I had this past weeks had vanished in the air and I was feeling so peaceful and so contented with life.  Or it was more appropriate to say I'm so in love. Although she rejected my offer to support her studies, it didn't surprise me at all since her reasoning was too matured and valid. I actually anticipated this reaction from her. I furrowed my brows with the thought that my previous two letters didn't actually reach her. 'No wonder she didn't write back!' I muttered. 'Did Marie do it in purpose? Or did she forget to send those letters? It's quite impossible! She must have a good reason why she didn't send those letters!' I then made a mental note to visit Marie to ask her about it although my love admonished me not to.

I was in deep thought when my grandma entered from having done her gardening. She changed her shoes with home slippers then went to change her clothes. She came back after few minutes finding me still on the same position she saw not long ago.
"You don't seem to be sick, are you?" She stared at me before joining me on the sofa.

"Nahhh, your blood running down here does not allow me to get sick Grammie." I said normally.
"But look at you? Are you still feeling tired?" Grandma asked again. 

"Grammie, stop it! Im just in love, don't you see?" As I sat up and grinned at grandma's a bit wrinkled face. She was 67 years old, just three years younger than grandpa.

"Ha! So how's your girlfriend doing? Was the letter from her? Or from someone else?" Grandma asked.

"Yeah, it's from her. Here!", handing grandma the page that contained my love's sketch and poem. Grandma adjusted her spectacles then looked at the piece of paper, scanning it from up and down then back.
"That's her work Grammie. The backdrop and the lines written on it. Read it Grammie!" I said with a sheepish tone eager to get any reaction from grandma.

"This is an impressive drawing!" She said without reading the lines yet.
"Read it Grammie!" I said again now amused with grandma's facial expression.
She started to lip read the lines slowly. Then looked at me after reading it about twice or thrice. I don't know. 

"Oh my! Is your girlfriend an artist? an engineer? a painter? or a poet?" she asked  almost whispering.

I can't help but laugh, "Grammie, by the evidences you are holding, it seems that she is all of the above! Ha ha ha!" I said proudly then hugged my grandma tightly.

"How could a young lady be so versatile as this?" she said like asking herself.

"Grammie, did you know I went to her boarding house two weeks ago. I was going to test drive my land rover and thought it was the best idea. It was their semestral break though, so I didn't catch her there. But the school is good!" I informed grandma.

"Oh, really? How unfortunate! When will you be going again? Can grandma come along?" Grandma was still as adventurous as a 50 year old woman.

"I'll have to check my schedule Grammie. Will let you know." I said but I really doubt if I get a good chance next time.

I spent the entire day at home in the study after having lunch. I tried to write my response letter to my dear lady then dug myself into some case studies. This occupied me the whole afternoon until it was dinner time.

A poor but exceptionally brilliant girl, with an adventurous spirit meets the man who caught her attention in the bar. 
She caught his attention with her mischievous smile and lazy eyes. He caught her attention by his thunderous commanding voice.

The hard and poor upbringing made her strong and mature early.
His wealthy and distinguished family didn't spoil him.

She was a topnotch student of a government school located far away from the city.
He was building his career as the most reliable intelligence agent in the entire police force of B City.

They had exchanged letters as was the only means of communication during that time. It seemed beautiful and all was well planned. He strived to visit her but never got the chance to meet her there.
She digged herself to her studies with him as her inspiration.

The pressure of hard life and busy student life occupied her. Then the preparion to start a career.
The demand of work that takes most of his time and energy. Then the woman that distracted him, his plan, his dream...

Then when they finally met.....

"Would you leave your wife for me?" she coldly asked him.

He shook his head and his lips trembled. "I... I  don't know. All I know is that....this is all your fault." He said wiping away a tear from his blurry eyes.

"Why did you say that?" Xixi looked at Rick in puzzlement.
"I think Su Yu is not fitting to have a girlfriend," said Rick.
"Pu… My dear, do you also think Su Yu is gay?" Xixi laughed.
"No, I don't."
"Then what do you mean?" Rick rarely gossiped; hearing him mention Su Yu, Xixi asked with great interest.
"I mean Su Yu is obsessed with Huo Mian and no other women can enter his heart. So it's useless to talk to him."
"Who told you that? Didn't you see Su Yu brought a girl with him today?" Xixi was unconvinced.
"But he doesn't love that woman," Rick replied calmly.
"No matter if he loves her or not, she's with him; as time goes on, how can you know Su Yu won't fall in love with her? He indeed loves Sister Mian, but Mian has her own family and her beloved husband; she has children and is now pregnant with another baby. Even though Su Yu loves her, he can only do it secretly… So, he'll eventually have his own family. My sister is single-mindedly in love with Su Yu for a long time; she expressed some of her feelings to him, but he didn't show any response. Today she was distressed when she saw Su Yu's girlfriend and looked as if she got seriously ill. I want her to make a quick end of it by telling Su Yu how she feels. It would be great if she succeeded; if not, she'd end her obsession with him. If Su Yu said some heartless words to her to break her fragile heart, I think she'd totally give up on him. It would be better than loving him secretly and being distressed about it."
"You have a point. She can try, but I don't have high hopes for her success," said Rick.
"Let her try. Maybe Su Yu would accept my sister in a moment of madness." Xixi remained optimistic.
"I wish her good luck."
Rick then slowly drove away with Xixi.
- At South Hill Manor - 
It was 11 PM, Huo Mian was still reading in bed.
"What are you reading?" Qin Chu walked out from a shower and kissed Huo Mian's forehead.
"Tshangyang Gyatso," Huo Mian replied with a smile.
"Whoa. Our Dr. Huo is so romantic now. Instead of reading medical books, you're reading the romantic Zen and Buddhism theories?"
"Yeah. Everyone says his poems are beautiful."
"What do you think?" Qin Chu held her lovingly and asked.
"They are indeed beautiful."
"Which is your favorite line? Is it the famous one: 
I was once worried that,
If I were in love with my girl,
I would be shut out from Buddha dharma.
If I went to be a buddhist in the mountain,
I would have to leave my girl,
who is amazingly beautiful.
How could I find out,
in this world,
a perfect way in which I would never betray Buddha and I would never betray you?"
"Wow! Honey, it's my first time hearing you read a poem so solemnly." Huo Mian raised her head and threw her arms around Qin Chu's neck.
"Your husband can do many things… Do you want to try others?" Mr. Qin's hands slid down her body and into her pajamas.
Huo Mian immediately covered her breasts with her hands…
"Don't play dirty. Your son is watching you…" Huo Mian said with a giggle.
"It's fine. I'm demonstrating to my son, so he'll have good skills when he's dating girls…" Mr. Qin said as he pinched a certain place in her body.
"Ha! How can you educate your son in this way?" Huo Mian was exasperated.
"It'll be fine. My son will have total freedom, just like his two elder sisters."
"Forget it. If we don't restrain his two elder sisters now, they'd be out of control… We must set some boundaries." At the mention of their two daughters, Huo Mian was frustrated.
"Honey, we got distracted. You haven't told me which line is your favorite yet." Qin Chu took the book from her hand and read the beautiful poems.
"Guess. If you get the right answer, I'll give you 50,000 yuan; and vice versa." Huo Mian got playful and smiled slyly with her head leaning on his shoulder.


Original Synopsis: 
Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.
Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him… 
With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side. 
From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir...
Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart.
Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter.
Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us. 
Stats on QQ Reader: 102 million favorites, and was voted 8.4/10 by 41 thousand readers. 
TL's Note: Probably one of the best stories I've read, and I was very tempted to translate the title to Big D Brings Spring. Girls, I hope you enjoyed it as much as my girlfriend and my female translators who binge read 4000 chapters in about a month. 
For all the guys hesitating to give it a try, you won't regret it. It's a manly book, I swear.

A brown-furred tiger the size of a small aircraft carrier moved across grasslands overflowing with a tangible sense of vitality.
A throne seemingly carved from a single piece of brown rock was situated on the tiger's enormous back.
The throne itself was decorated with carvings depicting  Greek Gods, Titans, Giants, and Mythological Beings such as; Hercules, Achilles, The Hydra, The Griffin, and The Namien Lion.
A woman of immeasurable beauty and tangible power sat upon the throne with a natural aura, as if she ruled over everything beneath her feet.
Her brown hair was long and thick, framing her oval-shaped face. She had big round eyes with radiant purple irises and white pupils, slightly pointed ears, finely curved brows, and a pert nose. Her lips were thin, and a mix between peach and pink in color.
She was wearing a forest-green gown, which pooled at her feet on the pedestal beneath her throne. She appeared to be in her mid-30s, yet her cream-colored skin carried a youthful glow.
The way in which she lovingly rubbed her round belly, and the motherly aura radiating off of her worked to announce to her pregnancy to all.
Her gown revealed her collar bone and the tops of her large breasts, which were a heavenly fusion between supple and firmness.
On either side of her stood another woman. Both of them just as beautiful as she was.
The one to her left appeared to be in her late-20's to early-30's and she wore a dark-red gown, which pooled at her feet. She had supple skin, which was as fair as snow and lustrous, jet-black hair hanging down to hair round and meaty behind. She had almond-shaped eyes, which were crimson-red in color, slightly-pointed ears, a pert nose, and thin cherry-red colored lips.
Her gown clung to her body outlining her slender waist, and the gentle arch of her back. It also revealed her collar bone and the tops of her milky-white breasts, which were even larger than those of the first woman.
She wore a turreted-crown made of a mysterious golden colored metal. The crown was carved with images of various Titans, The Starry Sky, and The Hollowed Earth. It gave off the same type of oppressive aura as the throne, which the first woman was currently sitting on with an aura of natural regality.
Overall the woman gave off an aura which was a mix of the cryptic flow of time, motherly love, and a far-seeing presence.
The third woman had long golden-blonde hair, just as lustrous as the others and wore a dress featuring royal-blue and white, with golden trim. Her dress was more conservative than the others, as it revealed only her collar bone and slender-neck.
A veil made of white lace obscured most of her face, leaving only her greenish-blue eyes visible. She had a pair of lion-like ears on the top of her head, which slightly twitched from time-to-time as if she was listening to something.
The long gown, frilly gown, hugged her slender waist and hips. Her curves were soft but noticeable, and she exuded an aura of eternal comfort and warmth.
Other women of only slightly-lesser beauty, who were wearing ceremonial robes depicting scenes of sacrifice, were kneeled on the tiger's back in a circular formation around the throne.
The woman sitting on the throne continued to lovingly smile as she rubbed her bulging belly.
"My young Basil, your bloodline is truly unprecedented in both strength and purity. You shall surpass all before you, and bring eternal glory upon our house as you move unhindered throughout The Heavenly Realm and all its bounds." She spoke softly.
The black-haired woman gave a small smile as she imploringly asked, "Mother, are you still not going to tell us the name of my youngest brother's father?"
"Not until Basil is able to protect himself my darling, Rhea. Until then the name of his father shall be known to only a chosen few. I am sorry that I cannot tell you." The woman continued to speak softly.
The woman revealed to be the Titaness Rhea, The First Wife of Cronus, mother to most Olympian Gods and Goddesses, and Titaness of Motherly Flow, nodded in understanding as she knew the risks involved.
Gaia (as only she could be addressed as mother by Rhea) began to recite a poem by the enigmatic Homer;
"Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twisted turns
driven time and again off course, once he had plundered
the hallowed heights of Troy.
Many cities of men he saw and learned their minds, 
many pains he suffered, heartsick on the open sea..."
As Gaia spoke both Rhea and the woman on her right lost themselves in the tones of her voice and the motherly love she exuded.
After she recited his favorite poem Gaia felt Basil began to move as a single thought moved from his mind and resonated in hers.
"Haha..." She released a bubbly laugh which broke both Rhea and the other woman from their reverie before she spoke, "Basil is finally ready to leave my womb and enter the world."
"My youngest brother has finally tired of your womb mother!?" Shock was evident in Rhea's voice.
"Watch your tone Rhea, but Yes Basil is ready to join us," Gaia spoke.
She then turned to look at the other woman and asked, "Hestia, are you ready to sacrifice your freedom in order to become the eternal keeper of your uncle's hearth?"
The woman with golden blonde hair revealed to be Hestia, Goddess of Hearth, Home, and Sacrifice nodded her head gently.
"I am." She spoke in a determined tone as if nothing could sway her mind from this task.
"Good." Gaia nodded her head as a sense of solemnity overcame her as well.
Rhea watched her oldest daughter with a mix of hesitation and praise before turning to look at her own mother. 
"Mother-" 
"It has to be her Rhea." Gaia cut her off before Rhea could continue.
"It's fine mother," Hestia spoke to Rhea before looking at Gaia's midsection, as if she could peer into the womb beyond. She then continued, "I can feel a bond between our souls, he is calling out to me. This is my destiny, my purpose. The true reason I vowed to keep my virginity."
Rhea nodded her head in understanding, as the hesitation left her eyes, leaving only the praise she felt for her daughter's willingness to sacrifice all.
"After thousands of cycles he is indeed finally ready to leave my womb," Gaia spoke with a mixture of regret and expectation.
"Pan, stop here," Gaia commanded the tiger below.
The tiger revealed to be the God of Nature, Pan came to a stop before lowering himself down to the ground.
Gaia stood before walking down the stairs of the throne and stepping onto Pan's back.
"Rhea, Hestia follow me," Gaia said.
The two followed after her. They walked along his back, and down his front-right limb, using it as a ramp to the grasslands below.
When she reached the ground, Gaia raised her right hand forward.
A small cottage made of stone rose from the ground and grass wove itself into a roof above it.
She approached the cottage with Rhea and Hestia in tow.
" Stay here," She spoke softly before she entered the cottage alone and the door closed behind her.
A few minutes later she exited the cottage with a babe in her arms. He was swaddled in brown and green blankets and cradled in her slender arms.
He had skin the color of honey, hazel colored eyes, an aquiline nose, thin lips, slightly-pointed ears, and a head of wild, golden-blonde hair.
His forehead also had a pair of small crystalline knubs.
Runic Images created through a natural fusion of many ancient languages decorated his body. The Runic Images were indiscernible, but one could still make out their presence with a high enough cultivation.
As Gaia approached Rhea and Hestia the cottage behind her sunk into the ground
Her gaze was filled with tenderness as she looked at them and said, "Rhea, Hestia, meet Basil Ezekiel Ambrose, the future of our lineage."

God, Jesus, Heavenly Father and Son, The Holy Ghost, The Holy Spirit, The Father of All Creation. He has many names, but the truth is that neither he nor his words ever change, nor does the fact that he holds all power and all glory. He is eternity and indestructibility...

An untraceable amount of time ago he and one of his oldest creations, Eden, departed from The HEavenly Realm and were never heard from again. Even though this was the case the Heavenly Realm remained calm as all Humana who had ascended to this Realm after death were now free of all sinful desires and lived for one another and the Glory of God. ANd even the Deavaum who lived in this Realm didn't dare to try anything due to both the Angels who continued to faithfully pursue their duties and The Ancient Codex. 

They left behind three things in total; The Ancient Codex and a piece of each of their wills which cross through the cycle of space and time, fusing with two souls which would be born into the Human Realm or "The Universe" in the future.

These two beings became unsurpassable in the Universe, one became it's very the core and the other the protector of all innocent and oppressor of all evil.

Basil "Baze" Ezekiel Ambrose and Primrose Correigna Diaos are descended from these two beings and their mothers are The Mother Earth Gaia and Aphrodite respectively. The two were named husband and wife even before they were conceived.

Their only goal was to secure The Ancient Codex while protecting The Heavenly Realm it guards against those in The Demonic Realm.

Follow them as they overcome all challenges to claim The Ancient Codex and rise to become the rulers of The Heavenly Realm.

[Athor's Note: I do not own the story's cover image and plan to commission my own when able. P.S.; Stop by my discord if you want to talk to me directly as I support all constructive criticism. I also have character pictures posted on my server and release status updates for my novels. https://discord.gg/JDVN5PC ]

A big hospital in S City is now bustling with patients and visitors as a big accident happened close to the hospital. While ER full of people, another hall of patient rooms are still in peace. However, this calm atmosphere broken as a nurse emerged from a room with numbers 201. 

"Doctor! The patient in room 201 has shown a sign to wake up!" This young nurse was around the twenties shouted as she's running into the counter. Coincidentally, a tall, handsome male doctor standing near to the young nurse. He looked up at the chaotic scenes and ignore it. That's not his patient, so why bother?

After a moment, his complexion turned somewhat ugly, "Wait... 201? That... That 201's patient?! Darn it all. Why now?!" the tall doctor run towards the 201 rooms while picking up his phone from the jacket pocket. He sweats as his call answered.

"Hello? Sis! Not so good. That woman wakes up!! You'd better come up with something fast. If the brother-in-law knew, then you're done!" Xue Yang takes a peek inside the room and saw two or three doctors checking the patient.

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In a luxurious villa of Platinum Garden...

In a living room, a woman and a man sitting on the couch side by side. A woman in nightgown flipping the magazine page after page. Sat beside her was a young man in thirties, wearing a home outfit and look so peaceful as a calm breeze. Suddenly, this peaceful atmosphere disturbed by the woman's ringtone. She put down the magazine and see her brother's number. Smiling softly, she picked up.

"Xiao Yang? What's up?" As she asks, Xue Ning leans on her husband's shoulder, comfortingly.
Her face turned pale, her hands' trembles slightly. "Wh... What did you say? Is it true?" Xue Ning quickly realized that her husband still beside her, looking at her weirdly. She laughed as if nothing happens before sat up and went to the farthest place to speak.

"You better watch out for her. Do something now! Let her fell into a coma back or anything! Yes, you can kill her! Do it as if it was an accident! Find a nurse to be the scapegoat! Just do it right now. I don't care if she does remember or not. Only one person tells no tale! Understood?" Xue Ning's face contorted in a sinister smile. The hate she felt right inside her heart far greater than a sin of murdering. Her jealousy shrouding her consciousness and mind as a beautiful woman's face appears in front of her. If she had the wing, she will fly to kill that woman herself!

Damn you, b*tch! If you still alive, my good life would never be in peace! Either you or I live as a winner!! Xian Naihe is mine!! You should be his past!!!

"Honey? What's wrong? How Xiao Yang?" Xian Naihe appeared behind her in silence. Xue Ning scared, almost throwing her phone away. After calming down, she turned as her face went back into the peaceful state.

Xue Ning laughed as she held her husband's hand coquettishly, "Xiao Yang is good, he told me he found someone special, so he wants to introduce her to us! How about we arrange a light dinner this week to celebrate?" she asked as if nothing happened, but her heart snickering sinisterly.

Xue Ming, look how good Xian Naihe! He loves me more than he loves you. A two-timing like you don't deserve his love and affection! So what you had a beautiful face? So what if you're his lover? That's already happened in the past. His present self already mine! No one can take him from me! No, not even you!!

Hah, you better stay in sleep, never woke up again! Forever!!

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After the call ended, Xue Yang calmed down. His face turned sinister and ruthless. He chuckled softly as he went into the medicine room to collect something.

Sister Ming, don't blame me for being cruel. Sister Ning happiness is my happiness, too. You're a good sister to us, but unluckily, we're not blood-related. Even though you're the true eldest daughter of the family, Sister Ning and me also the children of Xue's. But, your life is better than us. Your mother is the first legal wife, but our mother only a mistress! So what if we take what should be ours? From the beginning, all this luxurious life belongs to us! Father was no longer alive to protect you, so... Farewell, Sister Ming...

1.30 am...

Xue Yang appeared in 201 rooms. He stood beside the patient bed while holding a syringe with rubber gloves. Hiding behind the white mask, Xue Yang's sinister expression was masked. Looking down at the still sleeping woman on the bed, his hands froze as he found that a pair of ash-gray eyes staring at him. No emotions showed on her face, only that bottomless orb speaking through her eyes.

"Sis... Sister Ming! You... You still awake? Ha-ha... Ah... Ah..." F*ck! How the hell she still awake?! Without waiting for the reply, he left the room quickly. Damn! Failed!

Looking at the retreating view, Xue Ming's ash-gray eyes glistening with tears, but no drops coming down. This should be your last lingering feeling, right? 'Xue Ming' sighed as she remembered what happened two years ago. Those two siblings were the real culprit for the accident that happened back then.

"You treated them so well as real siblings, but they take it for granted. Ming, I'm sorry. I'm not a saint. Not bad, either. I can close one eye for whatever they did in the past. However, if they keep antagonizing me, Xue Ming, I'll let them know what coffin looks like." A ruthless side of her emerged from her ash-gray eyes, but soon faded as came back in those stormy eyes.

Xue Ming, an unfortunate young medical practitioner from another world that died from the poisonous python attack. She's on her way to the Death Swamp to collect certain herbs to concoct medicine. But, unluckily for her to bump into two beast war at the swamp. Albeit her being a medical practitioner, too, she didn't bring with her the cure for the poison, thus leading her to her death.

Can her fate be crueler? Xue Ming's eyes trailed off from her left backhand to the clear cylinder that hanging on the hook at the bedside. Dripping water? An Iv? So, they called this thing is IV? So interesting.

"Oxygen mask... Heart-lung machine... Blood transfusion... This thing had so many functions that my previous world most needed! If I had this thing before, Xue Ling will..." as Xue Ming remembers her younger sister from the previous world, Xue Ling, whose death from a heart attack, she cried silently. Xue Ling's body constitution was so weak from birth, prevents her from cultivating. A slight high fever could cost her, her life. Her organs also could stop functioning if the weather became cold at night. Although this kind of life was a lot sadder than death, Xue Ming felt so grateful that her sister lives full of joys and loves. The only regret Xue Ming had before her sister's death was she couldn't find a cure for her sick sister.

Xue Ming still remembers what her Master told her before, "Ming'er, this lives full of up and down. Life and death. We can't stop fate of a wheel from cycling around and around as human life and death depend on it. If in this lifetime you can't fulfill the promise you backed then, then do it if you one day be reborn."

As Xue Ming jokingly said, Master, do you believe in reincarnation? Her Master smiled mysteriously as his only reply was, "Who knows... Life is unpredictable. You can believe, or you can choose to not believe either, my child..."

As per she remembered the joke she asks before, Xue Ming laughed at it. What a stupid question I asked! Master is a living Sage that still alive through the years on earth, but I still treated it as a joke! No wonder Master treating me like an immature child.

"Oh, well. Now, I'm reborn as a new person. If I can't live to the fullest, then I should be damn by heavens." Xue Ming sat up slowly to stretch out her stiff neck and limbs for lying on the bed for almost two years!

How sucks it was! "Cheh, I would love to start from recovering from now, before starting anew." Xue Ming left her bed to stand at the window. Her ash-gray eyes shine as the scattered stars gleaming on the blanket of the night sky.

"Everything is same as my previous world. Nothing different or change at all. [The star and the moon shine brightly, under the sky was a garden full of the bed of flowers, fragrant of night wafts around the world, painting on the canvas of life...]" After chanting her self-created poem, Xue Ming walked back inside and leave the matter of life for tomorrow.

Unbeknown to her, a pair of black obsidian eyes followed her trailing behind. He stood on the balcony long enough for him to hear the poem chanting.

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Everything ended as she finally awake from her long slumber. Being in comatose state for two years was enough for her long-lasting relationship ended. She doesn't grieving or heartbroken, because the present her no longer the old her, but another soul that live in Xue Ming's body. 

Now, as a free woman, she live peacefully until a man broke into her life and tried to win her over. Wave after wave came into the shore of her heart, hitting, shaping as what they called love.

It's been two days since i got the most painful experience in my life, I've been absent in school for two days, after that embarrassing incident that caused by a devil who i thought was an angel, she is the prettiest girl that i have ever seen, she is a tall girl with black hair, brown eyes that shines brighter than diamond, smooth brown skin, and she has the cutest smile in the earth's crust. I have a secret crush on her since the 8th grade, from the first time i saw her i told myself that she is the one i want to grow up with, from that day i wrote poems that shows how much i like her, but I can't give it to her because im too afraid to do so...

Two years have passed, we're on the 10th grade, i decided that i will confess my love to her ofcourse by the use of the words that i wrote on a piece of paper, a poem, a poem with my heart and emotion with it, a poem that can make her mine, even if it is late at night i tried to write the poem that will change my life in that poem i wrote everything she has to know, i finished writing that poem at 3:00 am in the morning, i feel so sleepy but I cannot sleep, thinking that if she loved this poem i will give her all the poems that i wrote for her from the first time i saw her on 8th grade, the time passed and I didn't noticed that i fell asleep already i am smiling while snoring feeling excited for what will happen this morning

A loud noise from the alarm of my phone has woken me, with excitement, i fixed my bed, brush my teeth, eat my breakfast, and wait for school bus. The feeling of excitement and nervousness is flowing in my blood, fear can be seen in my eyes, i am afraid of what will be her reaction, i am not sure if i can do this. The bus has arrived, i stood up and told myself that im gonna do this no matter what happen.

The bus arrived at school, i walk down and enter the school gate, upon entering i saw her standing in front of her classroom, then fear has swalloed me from inside, i can't give this paper to her, i can't tell her how i feel, i can't tell her that i am already inlove with her. Because of that fear i ran towards the grassfield, in this school that grassfield is my stress and pain reliever, if i have problems, i walk around the grassfield to have time and for my self. if i am inpired, you can find me there, writing poems for the love of my life.

While sitting on the grassfield, i heard the ringing bell. It is time to enter the classroom and listen to the lectures of my teacher, the morning passed and i missed the chance to confess my love, "it's okay" i told myself, "i still have a lot of time, on lunch time i will definitely give her this paper"...

Lunch time, i went to the school canteed to buy my lunch, i brought two piece of fried chicken and a cup of rice for luch, after eating i saw this beautiful girl entering the door of school canteen. I walked towards her, gave her my poem on a piece of paper, and told her "i made this poem for you, i hope you like it" then with her left hand she took my poem, read the title, smile, and shouted..."EVERYONE, LISTEN, THIS GUY WROTE A POEM FOR ME, LET ME READ THIS FOR YOU GUYS" then she red my poem loudly inside the school canteen, with other students listening

                          ""It Is You"
It is you, the girl with the prettiest smile
Without seing that, i can't let my day goes by
It is you, who brought a warm sunshine
In this cold rainy life of mine
It is you, the light that brightens 
The darkest lonely nights of mine
Its is you, who fills my heart with emotions
And bring my world the colors

It is me, you probably didn't know me
But you don't need to know my name
Because this day is so crazy
I waited for so long to tell you this secret
This feeling that is hidden for 2 whole years
Will finally be out with tears, im very shy
But this is love that i feels""




After that line, all the students in the canteen laughed hard, she didn't finish reading my poem, she laughed at me "do you really think someone like me would love you back, have you ever looked yourself on the mirror? How can i love you if you're not even that cute..."
She continues to talk while laughing but I didn't hear everything maybe because the noise from other students are too loud, or i just don't want to hear what she is saying,

Because of embarrassment i left the shool, return home, cry, and for two whole days I didn't attend my class, i make muself busy by burning every poems that i wrote for her, while collecting all that poems i realized that it is already eight notebooks, filled with foolish feelings and emotions, i watched those notebooks to turn to dust with my emotions for that evil girl...

Today my life will continue, everyone in the school knows who i am, not by my name, but by the embarrassment that that girl brought me, while walking to my classroom everyone looks at me, laugh at me, and killing me inside

A guy who loves to write poems got rejected by the love of his life, from that day, he only make sad poems that can bring heart ache to his readers

Saddest Poem


I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.


by Pablo Neruda

A collection of poems that I enjoy. Some are poems; some are quotes. 

There's no actual lead, but it won't let me continue in this genre without the 'male' part.

-Wedding Day-

After Ya Nuo bathed in water infused with pomelo leaves, she dressed in a new set of undergarments, pajamas and slippers. She sat patiently in front of her dresser, waiting for Mother Yang to perform the hair combing ceremony on her. 

By traditions, a woman of great fortune with five generation families and a harmonious marriage with no histories of abortion should perform the ceremony on the bride. It is difficult to find someone who could meet those requirements nowadays, so any relative or friend who has three generation families could perform the ceremony. 

Usually, if the mothers of the bride and groom meet the criteria, they are the ones who do it for their children. Mother Yang looked at Ya Nuo emotionally and picked up the round comb from the fortune basket she had prepared. 

The fortune basket was red with a pair of round combs, a mirror, red string, a ruler and a sewing kit. Though the ceremonies were done in accords to traditions, they are only performing the hair combing and tea ceremony for their wedding.

As she began to comb starting from the top of Ya Nuo's head, she recited the blessings loudly, 
" First comb, from the beginning to the end, may you have a blissful, lifetime of marriage.

Second comb, May your marriage be harmonious all the way till old age.

Third comb, May you have many children and grandchildren fill up your home.

Fourth Comb, May you have a prosperous and longevity marriage.

And finally, mommy wishes you and Huan Hei a lifetime of happiness with your hands glued tightly to each other's, never parting until your last breaths. Even when you two grow old with your hair all white, may your love be everlasting."

Near the end of the ceremony, Mother Yang and Ya Nuo had misty eyes. A few sniffles followed by laughter completed their ceremony. 

"Come here, sweetie. Mommy almost forgot to clip the Thuja leaf to your hair for good luck." She carefully placed the leaf on her head and gave her a tight hug. 

Mother Yang cupped Ya Nuo's face and rubbed her thumbs against her slightly pink cheeks, "Look at you, so beautiful. Mommy's baby girl is big now. You're going to marry and be someone's wife. From now on, you're no longer alone. When you think and plan, you're planning for two."

"Mmmm.. I know." Ya Nuo's nose reddened as she thought of how much she is going to miss living with her parents.

"Nuo, mommy's sweetheart. I never thought you would grow up this fast and marry someone this quick. After you marry, remember that relationships are about loving and compromising with each other. Honesty and communication go a long way okay? No relationship is always curvy circles, there are edges too. But as long as the two of you work together to get over these edges, you'll be very happy." She kissed Ya Nuo on the forehead and wiped off the drip of tears that escaped from the corner of her eye. 

"Mommy... thank you. Thank you for everything you've done. I'll be the happiest bride in the world with a doting family and a loving husband. I'll have everything I ever wished for; hoped for. I'll definitely be happy, I promise." She hugged her mother's waist. 

They stayed like that until it was time for the official preparation to begin. Mother Yang wiped the tear stain off Ya Nuo's face, "Alrighty, princess. If you cry, your eyes will be puffy during the wedding and the pictures won't come out well. Shall we get ready now?"

"Mm.. okay. Mom, you go prepare too. I can do my own makeup." Her family wanted to hire a professional makeup artist, but she insists on doing her own makeup because she knew exactly what she wanted for her special day.

After everything was prepared, Nana knocked on Ya Nuo's door, "Nuo! Are you ready? Hehehe, the guys are already outside. You stay put here, okay? Heh, I'll make them go poor before getting to you!" Nana was the bridesmaid and in charge of setting up the obstacle *cough* games for the guys when they come to pick up the bride. 

Ya Nuo didn't have the time to ask Nana what exactly she came up with, so she was quite curious on what this sneaky girl will do this time. Nana chuckled, "Awww, are you worried that I might tire your hubby out before your wedding night? Don't worry, I guarantee you that he won't end up too tired to do the deed tonight! Hahaha, you can watch them on the specially prepared screen I prepared for you~"

"Ah right, give me your wrist!" She tied a red string around Ya Nuo's wrist before happily exiting the room.

Just like that, Ya Nuo was left alone in the room like a security guard watching the surveillance cameras from behind the scenes, "Is this really my wedding... hahahaha why does she seem more excited than me? So cute"

The guys gathered outside of Yang residence, waiting for the bridesmaids to open the door for them. Ya Nuo didn't have many close friends so she had Nana and Wei Na ( Nana's cousin) to be her bridesmaids, "Hold it! No money, no Honey. Entrance fee~ $99,999 please~" 

Huan Hei laughed, "Here's a $99,999 check for each of you. Money's given, we can go get my Honey right?"

Nana smirked, "Not that easy~ Heh, get through the following challenges first! Once you've completed each challenge, one step could be taken. hahahahaha"

Huan Hei pointed at Nana and looked at Wei Wei and Zhen Qi for some help. Both of them reacted with a shrug and patted his shoulder, "Sorry, bro, this one is on you. You can only get through after you play through her games. You want your wife, you gotta pass."

Huan Hei raised his hands in the air, surrendering to the queen of games in front of him, "Alright. Bring it on."

Wei Na smiled, "First activity: No pain, no gain! The groom and his best bro's need to use these wax strips on any parts of their body. To prove that you would do anything for the bride~ You have five minutes~ Like the saying goes, great friends divide pain."

Gulp

Wei Wei stepped up, "Yo!! that sh*t hurts like nobody would ever stand! So cruel man!! Do you want your friend to be forever single? Geez"

Wei Na laughed, "Why do you think it's called no pain, no gain? Hahahaa"

Huan Hei lifted his pants and took the wax strip from Nana's hands, "Alright. I'll get it over with." He peeled the strip and patted it on his leg. After two minutes later, he ripped it off in one go, "OOoooooooooo" he rubbed the irritated area on his leg roughly. 'Damn! Now I know the price of looking beautiful in public!! Ssss.'

Wei Wei and Zhen Qi had goosebumps all over the place after hearing his scream. At the end, they decided to slap the wax strip on, but rip the strip off for each other because they wouldn't be able to stand the pain if they ripped it themselves. "Ooooooooo ssssssss fckkkkk" both ripped it in one go and hugged their legs howling painfully.

Nana clapped her hands, "Congratulations, you can take a step into the house. Only one step."

"One step huh? Alright." Huan Hei stretched his legs out almost to the length of a split and leaped over four step's length into the house.

"Hey! one step, not many!" Nana tilted her eyebrow up.
"I have long legs. That's one step for me. Next challenge." He coolly played his game fair and square.

"Okay, next is the ice cube challenge. This is the easiest one depending on your luck. These ice cubes have different ingredients inserted in the middle of it. You need to find the four flavors and tell us what it tastes like. Once you get them correctly and interpret the meaning behind this activity, you pass the challenge." Wei Na explained.

Huan Hei randomly chose an ice cube and placed it in his mouth, "Sweet." 
Second ice cube, "Sweet again."
Third ice cube, "Ughhhh bitter?"
Fourth ice cube, "Back to sweet..."
Fifth ice cube, "Sour!! Is this vinegar???"
And finally, the sixth ice cube, "Spiciness!"

Nana: "And~ What did you get out of this activity?"

Zhen Qi stepped out, "Let me answer in his place. Through sickness and in health, husbands and wives will have to go through sweetness, sourness, bitterness, and spiciness in their lives. The meaning behind this activity is to prepare him for the various tastes in their future."

Nana: "Hahaha That's my man! Bingo~ Alright. One step. Thank god this house is big enough to keep you guys from her or else it wouldn't be fun anymore!" 

Nana explained the next activity, "Find the bride. There are ten red strings on the table, all leads to something on the other end. You need to choose the string that leads to Ya Nuo~ Or else you'll have to kiss whatever it is at the other end of the string."

"What?! That's almost impossible!!" Wei Wei protested against this activity.

"It's possible. Why do you think our culture calls it the red string that links two people together? Besides, I promise we don't have another girl behind any of these strings~ So, Huan Hei, begin. If you manage to get the string that is leading to Nuo, then you can skip to the final activity and greet your bride quicker~" Nana teased.

Huan Hei walked over to the strings and picked up each string with two fingers pressing on it. A smile formed on his charming face, "This one." He picked up the third string for the second time, leaving Nana stunned. 'How did he know?!'

"So? Am I right?" he asked with a grin on his face. 
"Unfortunately, yes. But how did you know?" Wei Na asked.
"Her pulse. Felt it through the string." He cut his explanation short and demanded the final activity.

Nana smiled, "Okay. You won it fair and square. Final activity is to make up a poem for your bride on the spot. If she is moved by your sincerity, she will follow the red string you picked up just now and come out."

Huan Hei thought about it carefully before slipping the prepared speech back into his pocket. He noticed the camera from the corner of the room since he walked in and faced towards it.

"Day by day, as we grow old
I promise to always do as I'm told.
With the MTA always in delay
I'll never stop loving you, always.
The way you smile, the way you laugh
Captivates me more than doing math.
When you're not with me, I feel so lost.
It makes me wonder how much it'll cost
To bring you beside me and make you mine.
Your smile is worth unlimited dimes.
From peace to trouble, I'll always be near
As I can't stand seeing you shed a tear.
With you, together, let's go on a journey.
A journey called life and share our Nth anniversary
From shooting stars above our heads
There's only one wish and it uses red threads
A thread called fate.
That connected our first date.
Even if the thread cuts apart
There's no doubt in our linked heart
Forever we bond
And now let's hear you respond
Now that we're here, let's talk about life
Are you willing to let me take you as my wife?
And if your answer is still the same
Please come out that door and take my surname"

Slowly, the door creaked open, and a girl dressed in traditional red Qi Pao appeared. She had the sweetest smile on her face as she walked towards her groom. "Hehe I'll give that poem a pass for now."

The cameraman caught everything on camera, especially when the couple leaned forehead to forehead smiling blissfully.

The warmth of the sunlight that was shining through the window landed on the girl's flawless face. Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly as her hands clenched onto her blanket tightly. She chanted, "No! No! Don't.. please.. I beg you stop! Ahh!!" She gasped for breath as she wiped the layer of cold sweat off her forehead. She looked at her phone and laid in bed after realizing that she was in her apartment. 'I'm safe.. it's alright.. safe..' After calming down, she took a quick shower and looked into the mirror. "Yang Ya Nuo! you got this! New day, new beginning!" She got dressed in a male school uniform and applied her makeup and wig. Within the next 15 minutes, her beautiful jade like face transformed into a handsome young man's face. "Aha! That should do it! Handsome like always. Breakfast time~" 
Since young, Ya Nuo learned how to change her voice to sound like a male's voice in case she needed it one day. Unlike girls at her age who liked to hang out with friends and go shopping, she only loves one thing, food! She works three part time jobs and is attending a famous school on a scholarship that covers full tuition. 
She cheerfully walked to the kitchen to see what's there to make for breakfast. When she opened the fridge, she saw nothing, but a piece of sausage inside. Sigh.. "I paid for rent and ran out of money to restock for grocery."
Ding Dong
"Who is it?" she said in a grumpy tone.
"Yo!" Xu Huan Hei greeted her with a hand wave.
"Is it time already? There's still half an hour before the usual time you come to get me for school." 
"Nope! But I do have something I want to discuss with you." he smiled dazzlingly. He was the school's second most popular guy that every female wished to date. The number one ranked male student was Ya Nuo. These two met each other at a young age, but due to some reason Huan Hei never found out about her female gender. 
"I'm hungry. Let's talk food first."
"Here~ i already prepared a bag of groceries and two bacon, egg, and sausage for you" he winked.
Ya Nuo smirked, "Oh? Seems like it's something important hmm? Alright, let me enjoy my breakfast as we discuss your 'favor.'"
In the middle of enjoying her bacon, egg, and sausage, she suddenly spit out the mouthful of food onto Huan Hei. 
"will you be my girlfriend?" he asked confidently.
"Are you crazy?? I'm a guy! 100% male!"
"But you are so pretty, even girls say you have feminine features. I'm sure with a little makeup you'll look very cute!"
"... what's your reason?"
"A girl keeps pestering me and chasing after me to get into a relationship with her. I told her for the past two years that I'm not interested in any relationships, but she refused to listen. I accidentally slipped out and said I actually have a girlfriend... so she asked to meet her.. and I didn't have anyone that is trustworthy enough for this job."
"No."
"Pretty please"
"No!"
"Come on~ I'll buy you lunch~"
"I'm not that cheap."
"Fine, 3 months worth of lunch and groceries!"
"Deal."
In the meantime, at a luxurious restaurant, a man with gray hair sipped his wine, "Did you guys find her yet?"
"No.. sir"
"Then why are you here? Go! Find her and bring her here! Don't come back and report bullshit to me!"
"Yes!"

*THERE IS NO RAPE OR ANY SEXUAL ASSAULT IN THIS NOVEL. BUT WARNING OF 18+ CONTENT*

The book cover is not mine, credits go to the original author. This novel is an original written by me, so please don’t post it anywhere else.

"Grandpa Guo, Duo Duo, you're here!"
Zhao Yiling gracefully walked to Guo Yunzi and greeted him, before she grabbed Duo Duo's hand and smiled at her.
"Yiling is getting more and more beautiful. Where is this guy that you talked about earlier?" Guo Yunzi stroked his beard and smiled.
Zhao Yiling blushed and shyly pointed at Wang Hao, who was not far behind her.
Seeing that, all the men at the party felt that their heart break. Had their goddess really fallen in love with a man who wrote erotic limericks?
"Not bad…" Guo Yunzi laughed and said, "He does look quite handsome. I'm sure that Old Zhao will be very delighted to see him."
"Congratulations on finding your love, Sister Yiling." Duo Duo covered her lips and smiled.
"What are you talking about? He has to pass another two tests if he wants to marry me." Zhao Yiling stomped shyly and tickled Duo Duo.
It's over!
All the men felt hurt. Zhao Yiling, an ice queen, never showed such shyness before. Even a blind person could tell that the ice queen had fallen in love.
"He has passed the test for the poem he offered to you last time!" Duo Duo giggled, holding Zhao Yiling's hand.
Guo Yunzi smiled and read it aloud. "'A lady stood in the north, beautiful and detached. When she turned around, a city and a country fell for her.' It's truly a great poem!"
Every man felt heartbroken again. It was truly hopeless this time. Their goddess had stated that she wanted a man who was good at both martial arts and literature.
She had probably already been captivated by this poem, which praised her gorgeousness, as well as what Wang Hao created just now.
Now, as long as this man showed talent in martial arts, which did not even have to be extraordinary, he would be able to marry their goddess.
"Grandpa Guo, he wrote something else just now." Zhao Yiling blushed but looked very proud. After all, it was an honor for a woman to inspire a poet to create multiple works with her beauty.
"Oh? What is it?" Guo Yunzi grew interested.
"It was only two sentences. He hasn't told me the full poem yet," said Zhao Yiling shyly.
"Kid, why don't you share your full poem?" Guo Yunzi looked at Wang Hao hopefully, looking forward to the birth of a classic poem.
Wang Hao rolled his eyes. The poems he remembered consisted of a lot of references to his previous life; his identity would be exposed if he were to read the full poems.
"Old fart, who are you? Why do you think I should listen to you?" Wang Hao snorted in disdain.
Everybody was dumbfounded to hear that. This guy called Guo Yunzi an old fart? Did he want to get himself killed?
Guo Yunzi was one of the most famous poets in this country. If he was angered, Wang Hao would never be able to make a living as a poet. Some of his followers might even try to kill Wang Hao.
It was definitely not a joke, as poets and scholars were well-respected in the Glorious Sky Federation.
"Are you crazy? Apologize to Grandpa Guo right now!" Greatly shocked, Zhao Yiling glared at Wang Hao.
Guo Yunzi waved his hand and said with a smile, "You seem to be a proud kid who doesn't have much respect for me."
"You have to earn respect from other people instead of begging for it. Explain this poem I wrote earlier and show me how good you are." Wang Hao ignored Zhao Yiling.
"Okay! Let's see what a sophisticated poem you have written." Guo Yunzi grew interested.
Everybody laughed after hearing that, thinking that Wang Hao was overestimating himself by testing Guo Yunzi with a poem.
Xia Weiwei pulled at Le Xuan's arm and whispered, "Why do I feel that Wang Hao is setting a trap again?"
Le Xuan nodded. They had seen it a lot. Every time people thought that Wang Hao would lose for sure, they would fall into Wang Hao's trap.
"In the past, I went boating with a girl. In the spur of the moment, I composed a poem. 'I anchor my boat on the misty river. The sun is setting, but my sorrow is still fresh. The sky is lowered by the spaciousness of the wild, and the moon is particularly close in the clear river.'" Wang Hao raised his head, as if he were recalling a lovely incident from the past.
"You went boating with a girl?" Zhao Yiling turned cold. She had done a simple investigation on Wang Hao's identity and knew that this Jade-Faced Dragon loved sleeping with knowledgeable girls, but it was still an insult to her that he talked about his history so blatantly.
"What a great poem!" Guo Yunzi praised again and said, "The poem describes the natural view quite well. I think the sorrow in the poem is actually nostalgia."
"Nonsense. Who's nostalgic?" Wang Hao said in disdain, before he continued cockily, "Like I said, I was boating with a girl. The mist on the river was very enjoyable, and since it was getting late, we did something we both loved after the sunset. The poem describes that we felt so great when we were doing it that we almost flew to the moon."
Everybody fell silent. Was this really another erotic poem?
Well, it was an erotic poem without erotic words. Only a real shameless man would have created it!
Le Xuan felt like tearing Wang Hao apart alive as Wang Hao was using her identity. It meant that her name as a lustful poet would spread throughout the Glorious Sky Federation after the party.
After they rescued Qiu Lei and returned to the Universal Federation, she would be known as a girl who wrote erotic poems. Could she ever go shopping again?


Waking up from a hangover, Wang Hao finds himself reborn in an alternate world. To his delight, he realizes that he has a system to help him in this new world. However, his system turns out to be a highly unconventional one. Instead of serving justice and winning the respect of other people, Wang Hao has to do all kinds of bad things in order to make use of the system. So, Wang Hao embarks on the journey to being cursed for good…

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