
[Cultivation+SoL+Harem+Clan] Lin Xuan Qi transmigrated to Da Qian, a world of cultivators and demonic beasts. All he had was the Clan Prosperity System. At first, it granted him a mansion and rewarded him with rice delivered daily for every person he brought into his clan. Slowly, he worked to expand his clan, making it bigger and stronger. Ages later, Lin Xuan Qi stood at the apex of power, leading the most powerful clan in Da Qian.

Stuck in a dark period of his life, Qi Yun lives by setting up a stall and delivering takeout. Until the arrival of the Daily Intelligence System, which completely changes his original life trajectory. [Today's Intelligence (Red): Qiu Yuanshan hid two gold bars (200g) inside the inner shell of an old washing machine, which his wife sold to a scrap collector, and it’s currently for sale at Hualing Second-hand Market A-2-301] [Today's Intelligence (Red): The female internet host that Mr. Wang from AAA Building Materials Wholesale met online is actually older than him....]

On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Ashley was ready to reveal a secret to her husband— She was pregnant. But moments after their passionate intimacy, her Alpha coldly delivered the blow—he wanted a divorce. His fated mate had returned. Stripped of her wolf spirit, abandoned by the pack, and carrying his child, Ashley was cast aside like a disposable Omega. Just as she prepared to leave alone— The boy she had once rejected had now risen as the most formidable Alpha King. The possessive hunger in his gaze sent shivers through her—did she dare face him? Was this vengeance, or something more? But did she even have a choice?

His 28th mistress was special. She didn’t want his money or name. She didn’t even want him. And my husband, Luca Noir, was obsessed. He pursued her for two years, and I raised hell for two years. When that girl finally agreed to give herself to him, he was as giddy as a teenage boy. “Stella, Sophia is my last woman. Believe me, in less than six months, I'll get tired of her and come back home. After that, I'll be yours and yours alone.” I just nodded. “Okay.” He smirked, stroking my cheek as he headed for the door. “You look so pathetic, darling. You know what? Go have some fun. Find a boy toy. I promise I won’t get jealous.” Each time, he would watch with cold composure as I professed my undying loyalty, proclaiming I would live or die for him. Then he would leave without a second thought, rushing off to another woman. But this time, he was wrong. I picked up my phone. On the other end, a desperate voice pleaded, “Marry me. Please.” I smiled. “Okay.”