Xi Gua Chao Rou Novels

1. One day, the Morning Star fell, and flocks of pure white doves took flight. Yan Xingchen was struck by a golden dove and pulled into a dungeon world. In this world, everyone was a player, and everyone was also an audience. Yan Xingchen opened his talent panel. 【Pretty Boy】: Players with this talent can rely on being protected by others or evoking their protective instincts to increase their "Protected Value." When the Protected Value reaches a certain threshold, the player gains a buff that doubles all their stats. Yan Xingchen, who originally wanted to be a violent DPS monster: "..." 2. Player forum: "That player Yan Xingchen in the top 500 is sketchy, right? In dungeons, he just strategizes and does nothing else, getting carried by his looks." "He's smart, sure, but what’s the point if he’s always being protected?" "Come on, the brains of the team are important too." "A pretty boy who can’t survive without a team—do people actually stan him?" "..." The dungeon livestream feed switched scenes. In a corner the camera couldn’t capture, Yan Xingchen, having stacked enough Protected Value for a stat-doubling buff, smirked at the dungeon boss. Ten seconds later, the once-ferocious monster was torn to shreds. 3. Yan Xingchen thought he’d keep up his facade as a pretty boy while secretly being a violent carry. But then he met a man in a dungeon. A man who, even later when watching him coldly crush bosses, would still feel an overwhelming urge to protect him. The man: "You look adorable killing monsters." Yan Xingchen: "..."

Zhao Rong was supposed to be a detached transmigrator, playing the role of a spoiled heir, fulfilling his cannon fodder purpose to the extreme before bowing out. But when Qiao Nanqi, the male lead, extended a hand as Zhao Rong fell into the mud, he was pulled off the story’s intended path. Thus, Zhao Rong ignored the original plot entirely and pursued Qiao Nanqi passionately for ten years, finally succeeding in winning him over. Yet, barely a year into their marriage, Qiao Nanqi deemed him rotten at the core, dismissed all his efforts, remained indifferent, frequently stayed out overnight, and never introduced him to friends. —Even harboring a noble white moonlight in his heart. Zhao Rong awoke to the truth and resolved to return to his role as a proper transmigrator, steering the plot back on track. The first thing he did after divorcing Qiao Nanqi was to fulfill his original engagement. His fiancé? The very white moonlight Qiao Nanqi had cherished in the original story—the one destined to be with Zhao Rong, the spoiled heir. Three months later— Emerging from a night spent on the white moonlight’s couch, Zhao Rong ran straight into Qiao Nanqi, who had stood outside all night. Zhao Rong draped his arms over the man’s shoulders as usual and murmured, “What, waiting for him?” Qiao Nanqi shoved him against the wall and whispered in his ear, “I was waiting for you.” Zhao Rong’s eyes darkened, his lips curling in a joyless smile as he pushed him away. “Oh? But I’m not waiting for you anymore.”

1. Yan Wei walked into a towering black building that pierced the clouds and accidentally entered a world inside the building filled with various dungeons. In the dungeons, puppets bowing to kiss divine statues, hollow-eyed figures in paintings, and pale female ghosts with disheveled hair and blood-stained mouths… Each level was a floor—move forward or die. Only those who reached the top could survive for good. After fully understanding the rules, Yan Wei discovered he possessed a skill called "Half-Immortality"—while inside a dungeon, every other day, he gained a day of invincibility. Yan Wei: Time to go wild.jpg 2. Yan Mingguang, who was climbing the building, took off his glasses and leaned against the wall, smoking leisurely as he watched the young man nearby calmly approach the boss. The young man was utterly composed, one hand in his pocket, the other grabbing the boss’s wrist for a closer look. His clear, casual voice rang out: "Stop squirming. Let me see what clues you’ve got… Hey, don’t struggle—it’s not like you can kill me anyway." The clock struck midnight— The young man’s calm expression suddenly twisted into fear as he glanced at the boss, then turned and ran straight toward Yan Mingguang. Seeing the boss chase after him, Yan Mingguang flicked away his cigarette and frowned coldly. "Let go." The young man clung to him desperately. "No! Save me!!!" "I won’t." The young man’s eyes suddenly lit up. "Thank you!!" Yan Mingguang, realizing he’d already crushed the boss’s head: "……" 3. One day, inside a dungeon projection… The players watching the feed noticed that Yan Wei—the cowardly, useless leech—had suddenly appeared before the boss everyone else was desperately avoiding. Audience: "??? Is he rushing to his death while it’s still warm??" The next moment, the young man sprinted after the boss, shouting, "Don’t run! I won’t go too far!!" The boss looked panicked. The audience looked bewildered. This wasn’t how they remembered things…

1. He Jing, a second-tier fresh face in the entertainment industry, is notoriously flamboyant in the hedonistic circle—though actually a virgin who just wants to find a perfect-looking, handsome pretty boy. He Jing dreams daily of meeting a gorgeous guy who loves his money. No money? No problem. He’s in showbiz; he’s got cash. He’ll be the sugar daddy. Then he meets Zhou Cheng, a man so unfairly handsome it’s criminal. Dressed in cheap clothes and penniless, He Jing finally gets to play the lavish patron. So he starts scheming to give Zhou Cheng pocket money. Then Zhou Cheng blinds him with a black card. *Keep it simple, just give the money straightforwardly.jpg* 2. Zhou Cheng, the wealthiest heir in Yangcheng, wakes up daily on a 100-square-meter bed—though actually eternally single, just wanting someone who loves him for him, not his money. Zhou Cheng dreams daily of meeting a soulmate who doesn’t care for his wealth. As long as they don’t eye his fortune, anything goes. Then he meets a young heartthrob who only likes his face and body. But the rookie has no backing in the industry and seems to struggle. No worries—he’s rich. He’ll gladly be the sugar daddy for this looks-obsessed cutie! But why… does this heartthrob keep finding ways to stuff money into *his* pockets? *Keep it simple, let’s both give money straightforwardly.jpg*

Gu Jingming transmigrated into a book, becoming the alpha villain—disguised as an omega. He obediently followed the plot, secretly transferred his assets, assumed a new identity, and re-entered the entertainment industry to start a new life. But as soon as his new life began, the male lead started acting strange. At first— The male lead gave him a cold glance: "Tell me where he is." "You must be joking, senior," Gu Jingming, who had just trended for crippling an alpha with a kick, played innocent. "I really don’t know where your rival is." Later— "I always seem to see... his shadow in you." "I’m willing to form a CP with you." Gu Jingming sneered: "Get lost, or I’ll kick you." In the end— Gu Jingming didn’t manage to kick him and was instead pinned against the wall. The overpowering alpha pheromones left him weak, his face flushed uncontrollably: "Let go!" The male lead leaned in closer, whispering: "Where are you kicking, darling?" *Sweet and sour (with angst and fluff), 1v1 HE

The flower demon Yan Qing cultivated for centuries, taking the form of a pure and adorable young man, working as a minor screenwriter in the human world. But the man he shared a passionate night with seemed to have misunderstood something. Gossip media: *"Low-tier screenwriter Yan Qing appears to have a suspiciously close relationship with a business tycoon—proof that Yan Qing brought investments to the production!"* The *ancient, mighty demon* tycoon: *"You’re carrying my child. Take good care of yourself."* Yan Qing: *"Wah, this child has nothing to do with you!"* *"Be obedient."* Yan Qing angrily buried himself in a flowerpot: *"QAQ It’s really not your child! Really not!!!"* *Our kind just reproduce on our own.jpg* *It’s called self-pollination.jpg* Later, when the child was born, the business tycoon narrowed his eyes, examining the little bun who resembled him in no way, his gaze darkening. Ancient mighty demon/business tycoon: *"I’ll wear this cuckold’s hat, but I* must *kill the child’s other father."* Yan Qing: *???* *Ancient mighty demon CEO gong x adorably soft rose flower demon shou.*

1. From the shou's perspective Yan Yuan was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, wealthy and radiant by nature. Yet, in his last life, he insisted on leaving his family fortune behind, relying solely on his own hands to carve out a future with his secret crush. It wasn’t until the moment he died in a car accident orchestrated by a minor antagonist that Yan Yuan had an epiphany, wishing he could grab himself by the collar and ask why he ever insisted on playing the self-made, rags-to-riches persona. “Mr. Yan, I heard you visited seventeen related companies to secure this project—” “You misunderstood. It was acquiring seventeen related companies.” “Our cash flow might not be enough.” Yan Yuan: “I’ve already bought them.” 2. From the gong's perspective Lu Wenli was born into a family of scientists, a Mary Sue-esque genius who could solve calculus at five. Yet, he fell for a man who had nothing, built his fortune from scratch, and despised second-generation rich kids. With no other choice, Lu Wenli—being the Mary Sue-esque genius he was—had to conceal his identity and became a humble technical director at the other’s company. When the company faced a crisis: Yan Yuan: “We need groundbreaking technology to turn this around.” Lu Wenli: “I have 39 unused patents. Pick one?” —So much for building from the ground up together. *A sweet, satisfying romance with mutual pining *1v1 HE