Transmigrating into Long Aotian’s Love Rival

Li Lanxiu was a real-life Mary Sue, with his beautiful appearance hiding boundless ambition.

He played with people’s hearts with ease, enjoying watching others fall head over heels for him until they were willing to go through fire and water for him.

Unfortunately, before he could reach the pinnacle of the world, he met his retribution.

When he woke up again, he had transmigrated into a cannon fodder character in a Long Aotian novel.

The protagonist, Chu Yue, was an unparalleled cultivation genius with irresistible charm. Every girl in the book who was even slightly attractive fell in love with him.

And Li Lanxiu was the unlucky guy whose fiancée fell in love with the protagonist.

When he arrived, he was in the middle of beating the down-and-out Long Aotian half to death.

The future ruler of the Three Realms stared at him with eyes like a wolf’s.

As a cannon fodder, if he wanted to change his fate, he should immediately kneel and beg for forgiveness while clinging to the protagonist’s thigh—

That was too boring.

Li Lanxiu used his shoe to lift the protagonist’s chin, looking at him as if he were nothing more than a dog. “Where did this bastard come from? How dare you look up at me?”

As a transmigrator, he knew the weaknesses and secrets of both the protagonists and the antagonists. He systematically conquered them, becoming the savior of the righteous and the confidant of the villains. He brought them under his control, serving his ambition.

He played with Chu Yue like a puppet, alternating between cruelty and tenderness, gradually taming the strongest man in the Three Realms.

In the end, he successfully made Chu Yue willingly wear a collar, kneel at his feet and bow his head in submission.

Everything was going according to plan.

—But why did everyone look at him so strangely?

Originally, everyone hated Li Lanxiu, but once they glimpsed the real man behind his mask, they were entranced.

They retracted their fangs and pretended to be harmless, but when Li Lanxiu turned his back, their eyes burned with a possessive obsession that was almost pathological.

The one who pretended the hardest was Chu Yue.

And Li Lanxiu was completely unaware.