Chapter 362: Zhong Lingyin Has No Regrets! The Gods Attack and Kill!
"Fifth Sister, who is your boyfriend? Who is that Jade Prince? You absolutely, absolutely must not be deceived by anyone! You're so beautiful, there's bound to be scumbags eyeing you with ill intentions…"
Upon returning to Jiangjing Manor, Ye Linyuan quickly walked up to Zhong Lingyin, his face filled with anxiety. He couldn't bear the thought of Fifth Sister having a lover.
'It's too late, I've already been deceived by a big bad guy.'
Hearing this, Zhong Lingyin secretly glanced at the smiling Shen Anyu, thinking to herself.
Then, a sweet smile bloomed on Zhong Lingyin's exquisitely beautiful face, and she softly said:
"Little one, about this, your Fifth Sister knows what she's doing. I love him very much, and he loves me very much too. He even saved my life. Even if he truly deceived me, I would have no regrets."
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan is heartbroken, plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan is dejected and lost, plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
…
Ye Linyuan looked at Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin's sweet smile, her appearance utterly smitten, and he felt completely numb. It was a coldness that started in his chest and spread to his fingertips, freezing his blood.
The image before him was like a nightmare he couldn't wake up from. First, it was Second Senior Sister Liu Ruyan, the enchanting vixen who had fallen completely into Shen Anyu's grasp. And now, Fifth Sister Zhong Lingyin, the peerless Heavenly Queen, had publicly declared her devotion to this mysterious "Jade Prince."
Two of his seven Goddess Senior Sisters—women he had mentally claimed as his own since they trained together on the mountain—were now in the arms of other men.
For Ye Linyuan, who possessed the arrogance of a transmigrator and the entitlement of a Protagonist, this was not just a romantic failure; it was a blasphemy against the heavens. He had always regarded the seven Senior Sisters as his exclusive property, a divine harem prepared solely for him. Seeing them defiled by affection for another male felt like a physical knife twisting in his gut.
'Why? Why is this happening?' Ye Linyuan screamed internally, his small fists clenching until the knuckles turned white.
The humiliation was compounded by his current state. Cursed into the body of a child, his cultivation stripped away, he was forced to look up—physically and metaphorically—at everyone around him. He wanted to roar, to summon the power of the Sword Palace Lord, but all that came out was the impotent frustration of a little boy.
'If this continues… before I can break this damn curse… will Eldest Sister, Third Sister, Fourth Sister… will they all fall?'
The thought was a poisonous vine strangling his heart.
Shen Anyu sat on a nearby velvet sofa, swirling a glass of amber cognac. He watched the despair playing across Ye Linyuan's face with the appreciation of an artist admiring a masterpiece. The suffering of a Child of Destiny was the most exquisite wine in the world.
'Look at him,' Shen Anyu mused, taking a slow sip. 'The fear of the cuckold. It's primal.'
Shen Anyu wondered idly: If he were to one day stand before Ye Linyuan with all seven sisters hanging off his arms, creating a perfect rainbow of cuckoldry, would Ye Linyuan simply combust? Would the sheer rage force the remnant soul of the Land Immortal, Lin Xuanyan, to forcefully emerge from the void?
'Ye Linyuan… Lin Xuanyan…' Shen Anyu swirled the liquid in his glass. 'Both names sound like they were born to wear green hats. A pasture of green stretching as far as the eye can see.'
…
The explosive news of Heavenly Queen Zhong Lingyin's relationship being exposed instantly spread across the world, dominating hot searches on Weibo, Douyin, and other major platforms.
It was a digital tsunami. Servers groaned under the weight of billions of queries. The hashtag #ZhongLingyinBoyfriend skyrocketed to the top of the charts, followed closely by #JadePrinceIdentity and #HeartbrokenFans.
"Oh my god, the goddess has a boyfriend???"
"I'm numb. Yesterday, Yanxia football was crushed seven-nil by the neighboring Sakura Country, and I was so angry I smashed my computer. Now, my only goddess, Zhong Lingyin, has announced her relationship, adding insult to injury, and my phone screen cracked too!"
"What explosive news! Heavenly Queen Zhong is not only a Grand Slam Best Actress, having won awards both domestically and internationally, but her achievements in the music industry are even more astonishing. This is the biggest headline in the entertainment industry this year."
"Who is Heavenly Queen Zhong's boyfriend? That… Jade Prince? Never heard of him!"
"That 'Cherry Blossom Love' song is super good! That Jade Prince is the lyricist and composer; he must be very talented, no wonder the goddess likes him."
"Heh heh, how can a mere lyricist and composer be worthy of Heavenly Queen Zhong? Where did this pretty boy come from?"
"Just give your blessings, why be so sour?"
"Wishing Heavenly Queen Zhong's relationship smooth sailing and a fruitful outcome!"
"Blessings +1!"
"…"
In the dim light of his guest room, Ye Linyuan sat huddled on the bed, the blue light of his smartphone illuminating his twisted expression. He scrolled through the videos with frantic, trembling fingers. He wanted to find solace, to find people who agreed that this "Jade Prince" was trash.
But everywhere he looked, he saw blessings. He saw fan-made videos splicing clips of Zhong Lingyin's love songs with silhouettes of her mystery man. He saw the world accepting this union.
"No! I don't accept it!"
Ye Linyuan gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. The jealousy was a corrosive acid eating away at his rationality. He couldn't contain the fire in his chest. His fingers flew across the keyboard, typing with the fury of a keyboard warrior possessed by a demon.
"What damn Jade Prince, he's definitely a pretty boy! He and Zhong Lingyin definitely won't have a fruitful outcome; they'll definitely break up! Zhong Lingyin is my wife, absolutely, definitely, and without a doubt!"
Send.
Ye Linyuan stared at his own comment, panting heavily. He liked his own post, a pathetic attempt to start a wave of agreement.
But the internet was a cruel place. Within seconds, his notification bar exploded—not with support, but with ridicule.
"Are you a fan of Heavenly Queen Zhong's boyfriend? So sour. They're a perfect match; what kind of monster are you to object?"
"Sister is right, this person must be a clown overflowing with jealousy, jealous of Heavenly Queen Zhong and Jade Prince."
"So cringe. 'My wife'? Delusional much?"
"Zhong Lingyin is your wife? You're not worthy! Go pee and look in the mirror!"
"Primary schooler, go do your homework!"
"…"
The insults piled up like a mountain. Even his private messages were flooded with toxic abuse from Zhong Lingyin's fan army. They tore him apart, mocking his username, his tone, his very existence.
Ye Linyuan was utterly infuriated. His face flushed a deep, unhealthy red. He prepared to retort, to unleash the vocabulary of a transmigrator upon these ignorant mortals. He typed out a vicious reply, filled with curses.
Tap.
[System Notification: Your account has been permanently banned for violating community guidelines.]
"Huh? Why can't I post comments?"
Ye Linyuan froze. He tapped the screen again. And again. The grey notification remained, mocking him. Banned. Permanently.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan spat out a mouthful of old blood, utterly stifled and wronged, plundering +19999 Destiny Points!]
…
In the living room, Shen Anyu put down his tea, a faint, imperceptible smile playing on his lips.
Ye Linyuan's phone had long been a toy in his hands. The [Nanometer Monitoring Robot] and his top-tier hacking skills gave him absolute control. He wasn't just watching; he was orchestrating. Every move Ye Linyuan made, every pathetic comment he typed, was monitored.
Shen Anyu had personally ensured that Ye Linyuan's IP address and comment history were "accidentally" leaked to the fan groups.
Next, Ye Linyuan's account screenshots were reposted on various forums, titled "The Ultimate Clown" and "Delusional Fanboy of the Year."
Ye Linyuan watched helplessly as he became a meme. He tried to register new accounts, but they were banned within seconds. He was silenced. He was powerless. He stomped his feet on the plush carpet, a silent scream of rage trapped in his throat.
Dinner that evening was a lavish affair.
The long dining table at Jiangjing Manor was set with exquisite silverware and crystal glasses. The aroma of braised abalone and truffle soup filled the air, a scent that usually stimulated the appetite.
But to Ye Linyuan, the food tasted like ash.
He sat at the table, his face ashen, poking at his food listlessly. The cheerful chatter of the women around the table felt like noise grating against his raw nerves.
Zhong Lingyin, radiant in a casual silk dress that hugged her curves, noticed his mood. She tilted her head, her eyes filled with the gentle concern of a big sister.
"Little Junior Brother, what's wrong? You look like you're in a bad mood?"
The table quieted down. Shen Anyu, Yang Luoluo, Ruan Lingshan, and Aunt Xiao all turned their gaze toward the child.
Shen Anyu's gaze was calm, deep, and mocking.
Ye Linyuan felt a chill run down his spine. He forced the corners of his mouth upward into a stiff, unnatural smile.
"Nothing, my Douyin and Weibo accounts were banned, so I'm a bit unhappy."
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow, his voice smooth and helpful.
"Simple, I can help you unblock them. I'm quite familiar with the people in charge of Douyin and Weibo. A single phone call is all it takes. By the way, what did you do to get your account banned? Usually, they aren't that strict with children."
Zhong Lingyin and Yang Luoluo leaned in, their expressions curious and concerned.
"Yes, Little Junior Brother, what did you post?" Zhong Lingyin asked innocently.
Ye Linyuan's face turned from pale to purple.
Tell them? Tell them he claimed Zhong Lingyin was his wife and called her boyfriend a pretty boy?
If Fifth Sister knew, the image of her adorable "Little Junior Brother" would be shattered instantly. It would be immediate social death.
He shook his head violently, sweat beading on his forehead.
"No, nothing! No need for Big Brother to help unblock them. It was just... a mistake. I don't want to talk about it."
He buried his face in his bowl, shoveling rice into his mouth to hide his humiliation.
Shen Anyu looked at the top of Ye Linyuan's head, the half-smile on his face deepening. He didn't expose him. There was no need. Keeping the rat in the maze, terrified and running in circles, was far more entertaining than killing it.
Zhong Lingyin looked at Shen Anyu, catching that enigmatic smile. Her heart skipped a beat. She loved how confident and mysterious he was. Under the warm illumination of the crystal chandelier, his features looked carved from jade.
She watched him, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes misty with affection.
Shen Anyu turned to her. He didn't speak aloud. instead, he leaned in slightly, his lips moving silently, projecting the sound only to her ears using internal energy.
"I'm very satisfied with you exposing our relationship. I'll reward you tonight."
The voice was low, magnetic, and carried a vibration that resonated directly in her bones.
Zhong Lingyin's exquisitely beautiful face instantly flushed a deep crimson. The heat spread from her neck to her ears. She bit her lower lip, her eyes darting away shyly, but her body betrayed her. Her breathing quickened slightly, and her legs unconsciously pressed together under the table. The promise of a "reward" from Shen Anyu sent a jolt of electricity through her veins that made her toes curl.
She looked incomparably graceful, a blooming rose waiting to be plucked.
…
While Shen Anyu was enjoying a night of joy.
In Sakura Country, Tokyo, a secluded dock was brightly lit all night.
At the break of dawn.
Black SUVs were parked by the dock, and men and women in black tight leather outfits and large sunglasses stood upright, their expressions solemn.
If Shen Anyu had seen this scene, he would certainly have recognized the three leaders: Black Widow Scarlett Smith, Mitsui Hideichi, and Qi Guanjing.
After waiting all night, Mitsui Hideichi grew a little impatient and asked:
"Executive Envoy, who exactly are we waiting for?"
Scarlett coldly glanced at Mitsui Hideichi and said stiffly:
"An unimaginable big shot. Don't ask too many questions. Be quiet!"
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