It's late at night.

One by one, the lights in every household began to fade, and this bustling metropolis quieted down. Most people had already fallen asleep.

At this moment, in an ordinary rented house, the lights were on. A young man was facing a computer, intensely focused, his fingers flying across the keyboard, typing out characters that jumped on the screen.

"Phew, finally finished coding!"

The young man let out a tired sigh, exhaustion evident on his face. He opened his browser and logged into the qidian website's backend.

Account name: Qin Jiuge.

Code: xxxxxxxx.

He logged into his account, uploaded the freshly coded chapter he'd just finished, and finally let out a sigh of relief, leaning back in his computer chair, not wanting to move.

That's right, the youth is a web writer, or to be more precise, a street-side writer.

While Qin Jiu Ge is his pen name, it comes from the handsome and wealthy villain in his novel. He originally wanted to register with the protagonist's name, but unfortunately, someone got there first.

"Why don't you take a look at what the esteemed readers have to say in their comments before bed?"

He reluctantly sat up straight, clicked open the comment section of the novel, and scrolled through each one. The first few were mostly advertisements from fellow writers, he smiled faintly, not paying attention, and dragged the mouse down.

I heard that recently there have been paranormal events happening on the Qidian website. Many people in the comment section have mysteriously disappeared and gone missing, especially during the late hours of night when paranormal incidents are said to be more frequent. I don't believe it though! It's currently late at night, and I'm posting this thread now. Why haven't I been affected by any of these strange occurrences?

Seeing this kind of humorous joke, Qin Jiugé would also smile knowingly and click on it out of interest. She found that the night owl book friends were still active, and they also left comments to reply.

"How is that possible? I wouldn't even put a punctuation mark on this kind of thing."

"Fake! This lord has been roaming the Starting Point Book Review Area for decades. If I were to disappear, it would have happened long ago, you know?"

"I just lol'd, it's ridiculous."

It's interesting, and in order to interact with fellow readers, Qin Jiuge thought for a moment before replying: "Rest assured, fellow cultivators, this book's comment section is protected by **my divine power. My power is vast and can ensure your safety. You will absolutely be fine.**"

Before I could finish writing, something strange happened!

A dazzling black flash, a deep and divine vortex of blackness materialized out of thin air, hanging above Qin Jiuge's head, radiating an aura of ancient vicissitudes, as if connecting to the other side of the universe.

Qin Jiuge hadn't even had time to think when he was enveloped by an immeasurable power, instantly being sucked into a black vortex...

"I'm going!"

A flash of light, then the black vortex vanished without a trace, only a curse echoing in the distance.

Everything was as if nothing had happened, the still brightly lit rental apartment. There was just one more reflection on the computer screen and a shadow on the computer chair.

……

The room exuded an ancient elegance, stately yet refined. A faint, swirling incense filled the air, casting a subtle fragrance throughout the entire space. It was clear that the owner of this dwelling was either wealthy or noble.

Inside the room, a young man in a white robe, adorned with golden embroidery and auspicious cloud patterns, looked noble and elegant.

Just now, within this young man's star-like eyes, there was a trace of doubt and confusion. He looked around, his sword eyebrows involuntarily furrowed.

He didn't raise his voice, mumbling to himself: "Where is this place? I was replying to a post and then that black vortex sucked me in, and now I'm here?"

This young man, naturally, was Qin Jiuge.

After being sucked into that black vortex, he immediately fell into a coma. When he regained consciousness, he was already here.

For a good while, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with complexity: "It seems... I really have traveled through time!"

As a web writer, I'm well-versed in traversing the digital landscape.

Now, here, it was clearly not the world he remembered. He could also be certain that this was no illusion.

Most importantly, he could clearly feel that there was "qi" in this world, similar to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth or magical elements described in novels.

And his, too, possessed magical energy, probably something like true qi, true essence, or spiritual power. When he made a move, Fu Lingxin guided the energy with her heart and mind. "Poof!" A pale blue fireball rose from his palm.

Qin Jiu Ge had no more doubt in her heart, and besides being shocked, she unexpectedly felt a strange anticipation.

He was an orphan in his past life, with no ties or obligations. As a writer for the internet, he naturally had high expectations and fantasies about the bizarre and fantastical world of gods and demons in novels. He had countless times imagined himself traveling through time, just like the protagonists in books, becoming powerful and invincible!

Now, traveling through time is not beyond his grasp.

>But, I can actually cultivate?

Gazing at the fireball rising in her palm, Qin Jiuge's eyes flashed with suspicion: "According to custom, I shouldn't be a useless person when I travel through time. I shouldn't be unable to cultivate and be bullied by everyone, right?"

Then, when I travel through time and get a cheat device, I'll roar, "Thirty years in the East, thirty years in the West! With one move, I'll turn the useless into the powerful, slap their faces, and slaughter everyone!"

"But now, after I transmigrate here, it seems like I have strong power?"

He whispered, taking in the surroundings: "And by the looks of it, I'm a man of great wealth and status, not an ostracized illegitimate son from a fallen noble house?"

He walked up to the bronze mirror and gazed intently at his new reflection.

All one could see in the mirror was a man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his features exceptionally handsome. Coupled with an air of refined elegance, he was undoubtedly a noble young master who possessed the grace of a god and an aura of nobility.

Qin Jiu Ge's tone deepened: "He's still a handsome man?"

“Wrong, wrong… This transmigration posture is wrong…” Qin Jiugé, who had been immersed in online novels for years, was surprisingly uneasy about this kind of transmigration treatment. “Let me think it through… The younger generation, noble birth, astonishing talent, powerful strength, and handsome looks, this kind of person… Looking at them, they just seem pretentious. Once they get slapped in the face, it’s so satisfying!”

This character design is a perfect fit for the "rich, handsome and evil" archetype!

"It's only a matter of time before the protagonist, being a transmigrator, exposes them and teaches them a lesson!"

Qin Jiuge was speechless: "Especially if you even took a girl away from someone else, and..."

He shuddered, not daring to think further. Besides, this was just his random fantasy anyway, a kind of unique dark humor in the web fiction circle, nothing to be taken seriously.

Creak!

The door suddenly swung open, and a woman in palace attire walked in. She had a delicate oval face, brows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, and fiery red cherry lips that gave her a flirtatious air. She was extremely beautiful.

As a modern person, Qin Jiu Ge was used to seeing stars on television. But at this moment, he was still stunned. Those stars might be beautiful, but their cultivation had given them a unique aura that ordinary people lacked. Every gesture they made seemed to carry an indescribable sense of grace and power.

More striking was the unnatural redness upon this fair countenance, and in her eyes and glances there was a certain springtime air.

“No…no way?” Qin Jiuge had a bad premonition, “Playing this big?!”

Looking at this, could it be that he really hit the nail on the head with his words?

Seeing Qin Jiugé, the young woman smiled softly, her weak and boneless hands naturally reaching for Qin Jiugé's arm: "Brother Jiugé, you're awake. Why not sleep a little longer? I'll get the incense right away."

Chu Chen suddenly felt a chill: "How do you know my pen name is Jiǔgē? And... Yan? This name sounds so familiar..."

He was instantly shocked, as if the ocean had overturned: "No! Jiǔgē, Yān... These two names aren't characters from my novel? Qin Jiǔgē, the antagonist, a rich and handsome man! Lǐ Yān, the male lead's childhood sweetheart, who later became attached to the antagonist Qin Jiǔgē. She's a green tea bitch. The phrases she utters most often are for the protagonist to rest assured as an ordinary person, and the second most common is that Qin Jiǔgē is a soaring dragon in the heavens while the protagonist is just an ant who doesn't know the sky!"

"I'm going..."

Suddenly, Qin Jiuge's head felt heavy. A large amount of memory surged forth like water, causing him to be startled and let out a muffled groan: "Hmm?"

"Qin Shixiong, what's wrong?" said Zi Sheng, whose name was "Yan."

"It's okay, just go out first!"

Qin Jiuge's heart was in turmoil, but on the surface she remained composed. With a wave of her hand, she dismissed the person from the room. Although the latter seemed unusual, they obediently nodded and retreated.

Then Qin Jiuge sat down, digesting the memories in her mind.

After a long silence, he opened his eyes, his expression extremely strange.

According to memory, his name is Qin Jiuge. He is the holy son of Taixu Mountain, a sacred place in the Eastern Desolation. He is a leader among the younger generation, and his father is a giant figure in Taixu Mountain. He is a typical second-generation rich and handsome!

Li Yan was originally from a small place, but she had great talent. Over the past few years, she has risen quickly since coming to Tai Xu Mountain and naturally became involved with this saint son. Even in her memory, there is still an 800-word account of last night.

Qin Jiuge quickly skimmed over these, continuing to search. Soon, he found what he wanted.

Li Yan had a childhood sweetheart. In Qin Jiuge's perception, the name was understated yet profound, and upon hearing it, one would immediately know it belonged to the protagonist—Xiao Fan!

In contrast, names like Qin Jiuge just sound pretentious. It would be especially satisfying to beat someone with that name up. It's a perfect villainous name. There are also similar ones like Lin xtian, Hua xdou, xx Shengzi...

When Xiao Fan was young, his talent was astonishing. He was a genius in their small place, and he and Li Yan were quite like a couple. However, when he was 12 years old, he suddenly couldn't cultivate. Five years later, his talent returned, and his cultivation advanced rapidly, slapping those who ridiculed him hard in the face! **!

>At that time, Li Yan had already pledged allegiance to Taixu Mountain and moved away from Qin Jiuge. Since then, Xiao Fan harbored hatred for Qin Jiuge.

Later, when the two met while searching for treasure, Qin Jiuge casually stepped on Xiao Fan. At that time, Xiao Fan roared to the sky: "Thirty years in Hebei, thirty years in Xi, Qin Jiuge, today you give me a big gift, three years later I will repay it a hundredfold!"

This memory has become hazy, after all, Qin Jiu Ge wouldn't care about someone like Xiao Fan. As for that so-called three-year agreement, it wasn't even on her mind.

"Such a terrible play..." Qin Jiuge remained silent for a long time.

Do you understand?

This is exactly like in his novels, or rather, this is the world from his novels!

Besides these, every aspect of this world is identical to the settings in his novels!

"I actually transmigrated into my own novel, and I'm the most hated rich and handsome villain..." Chu Chen was almost speechless. He was extremely shocked and took a long time to digest it before he reacted.

Suddenly, he gasped, "Wait a minute, the three-year agreement?! Counting the time, it's probably almost up!"

"Master!"

At this moment, someone outside the door reported, Qin Jiu Ge collected her thoughts and walked out of the room: "What is it?"

"Master, someone has delivered a challenge!"