Supreme Dragon Martial Soul - Chapter 385 - 61: Treasure Map, I Won’t Die!

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

After getting hit by the truck, Luke was reincarnated as a target character in a reverse harem game.He was supposed to throw away his fiancée—the Villainess—and mindlessly follow the Protagonist.A side character he was destined to be, however, even if Luke accepts his fate as a side character, he cannot let the Villainess meet with the same dead end.-----------Additional tags: No yaoi, no yuri, no NTR. Obsessive character, possessive character, solo-romance, no harem, early romance, possible lemons.

The story of a trash prince who was banished from the palace at the age of 15 and died at the age of 31. He repeats his life exactly where he was banished and is killed again at the age of 31. Ultimately, his total number of repeats reaches nine times. He has tried various things, from being a merchant and an S-rank adventurer to helping reform his kingdom.Ironically, he is always killed by the same imperial queen all nine times at the age of 31, either directly or indirectly. In his tenth life, he intends to go directly to the queen, who was still studying at the academy as an imperial princess, not to kill her, but rather to help her and prevent a tragedy that would ultimately make her the cruelest queen.But when he enters the academy, he discovers new things he never knew in his nine lives, completely throwing his plans into disarray. Furthermore, the queen, nicknamed the “Cold Queen,” holds more or less the same secret as himself. How will the trash prince fare in his tenth life with the Ice Queen who always kills him?

Sam Sanderson is envied by many for his job, however he himself didn't seem to like it much.

Due to his expertise in nanotechnology he was tasked with monitoring the state the Valkyries, humanity's strongest weapons who all just happen to be made into gorgeous females.

Forbidden from even touching any of them, Sam spends his days in agony watching flowers he couldn't hope to touch. However one day all of that seemed to change.