Transmigrated as the Cuck.... WTF!!! - Chapter 62. Cassius...?

In the year Jin Stratus was born, Humanity had long since conquered the stars, with their sights now set on a cosmos filled with unimaginable horrors.Yet in a universe that is but one bubble in an endless sea of realities, on a worthless blue planet beneath a crumbling city, a slum rat named Jin Stratus awakens to his destiny.When the “Door to the Myriad Worlds” descends, Jin steps through, armed with nothing but his unyielding will and his innate comprehension-defying talent—“Against-Heaven’s Understanding.”In the Great Universe of the Starry Sea, where ancient beings can erase galaxies with a sigh and traverse endless light-years in a single stride, Jin is nothing but dust. But with each battle, each world, and each bloody step, he transcends the world that seeks to oppress him, forging himself into a being unrivaled across all realms.[Your Understanding is Against-Heaven.]-You have comprehended the “Bone Marrow Blood Tempering Divine Technique.”-You have evolved “Fist of Falling Thunder” into the “Thunder World Creation Technique.”-You have witnessed the collapse and rebirth of worlds, grasping the “Cosmic Palm Domain.”-You have obtained the “Limitless Incarnation Method.”From the gutter alleys of the Lower Slums to the endless cosmos, Jin Stratus will ensure the world remembers his name—For throughout heaven and earth, he alone… can comprehend it all.And he alone will become the strongest.

After finishing a tragic novel where the villain is betrayed and killed by his own beast husbands, Li Wei does what any reasonable reader would do. He rants about the ending.Then he gets hit by a car.When he opens his eyes again, Li Wei finds himself inside that very novel, reborn as Su Ningyan, the future villain destined to walk a path of madness, war, and blood.Ten years before his fall.Ten years before his death.In the original story, Su Ningyan’s unstable phoenix beast core drives him toward forbidden power, turning him into a feared villain who ultimately dies at the hands of the men he loved most.This time, Li Wei refuses that fate.He will avoid the villian arc.He will heal his beast core.And he will stay far away from the four terrifying beast princes who will one day become his husbands.Unfortunately, fate has other plans.The academy meant to heal him becomes a battlefield of tension, rivalry, and instinctual bonds. The beast princes notice him far too early, and the more Su Ningyan tries to escape the plot, the tighter destiny coils around him.Because in a world ruled by beast bloodlines and ancient bonds, some connections cannot be severed only delayed.And the husbands who once killed him… may not be willing to let him go again.****ExcerptSu Ningyan didn’t know where he was.At first, he thought he was dreaming. His body felt warm... too warm... and the scent in the air was unfamiliar, sharp and clean, like lightning after rain.He turned onto his side.And froze.A pair of golden dragon eyes stared back at him from inches away.The man was breathtaking. Long black hair spread across silk pillows, sharp features sculpted as if carved from jade. His presence alone pressed down on Su Ningyan’s chest, heavy and suffocating.His face went pale. “What the—”“You’re awake.” The man smiled faintly.Jun Haoxuan. Azure Dragon Clan. Future Beast King.And, according to the book, one of the men who would eventually become his husband.“Did you sleep well?” Jun Haoxuan asked calmly.Su Ningyan’s eye twitched. He was supposed to be avoiding them.So why was he waking up in the dragon prince’s bed?

“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.

In the eyes of many people, Hefpaff College represents a mediocre idiot, while Slytherin is famous for its shrewdness, ambition, and sleekness.

When Hefpaff stayed with Slytherin, it was like a badger and a snake in the same room, and it seemed that badgers would always be bullied by snakes.

Compared with the dazzling other three hospitals, Hefpaff is mediocre, so many people forget Hefpaff’s academic spirit: integrity, loyalty, honesty, and fear of hardship. People who possess these qualities may not be in harmony with each other. Tom Riddle was equally famous, but their souls were stronger than him.

Professor Pomona Sprout from the valley is known for being good at the curse of food, and the gloomy and greasy Slytherin chief from the cellar often handles disgusting magic materials such as slugs. They don’t seem to have Any communication and scandal arise, but here is Hogwarts, what can’t happen even if there is magic?

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