Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life - Chapter 472 - Mother Gu's face turned from red to white, paper white! (2)

After an accidental space warp, Xenos finds himself in a place known as the True Universe—a vast cosmos filled with countless races, yet devoid of humans. Longing for Earth and a home he can no longer reach, Xenos trains tirelessly for billions of years, eventually reaching the pinnacle of what the universe can offer.During his relentless cultivation, he uncovers conspiracies, hidden truths, and the devastating reason why the human race is absent among the many races of the True Universe. The weight of this knowledge pushes Xenos to the brink of despair. Refusing to give up, he resolves to take matters into his own hands to rewrite fate itself.However, the ruling powers of the True Universe catch wind of his intentions and launch a brutal attack. Though wounded, Xenos narrowly escapes. After an arduous journey, he finally returns to Earth—only to discover his home universe has been destroyed. Overwhelmed by grief and anger, Xenos uses his knowledge to travel back in time to January 1, 3038.Now in the past, Xenos must act carefully. Using his Paragon-level cultivation risks alerting other Paragon beings, so he remains in the shadows, guiding humanity from behind the scenes. His mission? To lead the human race on a perilous journey through the planes of existence to the True Universe, where they can reclaim their rightful place among the stars.Will Xenos succeed in his quest, or will the forces of the True Universe crush his dreams? Find out by reading his epic journey—one filled with trials, heartbreak, and the burning hope of restoring humanity’s legacy.From the Author (Comedic Edition):Let’s be real, we’ve all had that “Oh, it’s good, but I’ll bookmark it later” moment. Spoiler alert: you’ll forget. Just bookmark it now, save yourself the regret—and me the anxiety of wondering if you’ll ever come back!#Reincarnation, #TimeTravelAdventures, #PowerfulProtagonist #SectBuilding, #ParallelUniverses, #DifferentRealms, #MultiverseJourney, #AncientMysteries, #AncientRaces, #CosmicBattles, #FantasyWorlds.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death.Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine.---“I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached.He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here.“Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?”I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place.“What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze.---A Dangerous ObsessionCan she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction?A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation.---LYCAN KING CASSIANI will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones.Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce.And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave.She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

Si Huaixi got bored while playing with zombies in the end times and picked up a novel.

The title of the novel is “Interstellar Heartthrob.” Si Huaixi thought it was a science fiction novel set in a peaceful era. But he had no idea it was about a strange ABO world. The men in it would actually have children?!

The protagonist is a male Omega who can have children !!!

Even more, the protagonist relied on hooking up with various rich and powerful Alphas, finally dominating the interstellar entertainment world.

Si Huaixi wanted to drop the book when he read it, and then he fell !!!

As a result, he became the cannon fodder, a gloomy 18th-line ‘Beta’ starlet, whom the protagonist hated, since his photos were popular on the Internet grabbing the protagonist’s limelight.

How can the cannon fodder who offends the protagonist have a good life?

It wasn’t long until the original owner was drugged and sent to the bed of an investor who enjoyed making short videos. Si Huaixi did not escape the drugging plot after crossing. But, he met a handsome Alpha by chance.

When he woke up the next day. Si Huaixi was surprised to find that the Alpha who spent the night with him was Pei Zhaozhou, the villain in the book!!! Strangely, the book’s villain, Pei Zhaozhou, was not furious. He pinched his eyebrows, smoked a cigarette, and let Si Huaixi go.

He thought the matter would end. But, Pei Zhaozhou suddenly came to the door one day and gave him the medical examination report. “I’m pregnant, and I need the company and comfort of the child’s father because of pheromone disorders,” he said, while slightly narrowing his eyes.

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I used a cheat to devise a character in a game. Upon regaining consciousness after pressing the play button, I discovered myself embodying the character I had crafted, the ‘Priest of Corruption.’ This character was intentionally created with unfavourable statistics and is widely detested! The sole item in my inventory was the withered hand of a woman, yet could it possibly be the hand of a goddess?