[BL] Rules Of Desire: His Majesty's Secret - Chapter 28 - 26: L.S.N. The King’s Commands [18+]

[Female lead with no romantic interest + ancient female awakening + passionate righteousness + refusing to be a submissive woman] After failing to conquer the emperor, the system punished me by forcing me to livestream modern life to ancient people.

The man I personally supported to ascend the throne saw me wearing a strapless minidress and dancing seductively at a banquet amidst revelry and wine, and he flew into a rage, accusing me of violating womanly virtues.

I smiled calmly and pointed the camera towards a modern street, launching a shocking livestream for the ancient people!

“Good heavens? It’s nighttime now, but what are those pearls shining so brightly?”

Female lead: Those are light bulbs.

“There are indeed objects in this world that can transmit sound over thousands of miles away. What a marvelous treasure!”

Female lead: This is a cell phone.

“How could the women on the streets dress so scantily and shamelessly flirt with men? Don’t they know propriety? Why hasn’t the county office come to stop these debased women and thrown them into pigsties?”

Female lead: Because this is the glorious era of China!

[ Late check-ins accepted. Abyss residues surcharges apply. ]The Last Neutral Inn, a small establishment run by a retired man named Aldous. He serves good soup, honest tea, and the only guaranteed neutral ground between the mortal world and the Abyss.He used to change the world. He doesn't do that anymore, but he has opinions about bread. He will share them.In a place where exiled gods need somewhere to sleep, demon courts require neutral venues for negotiations they can't afford to lose, and abyssal entities older than civilization occasionally need a simple word with someone who won't panic, Aldous runs the only establishment that qualifies. His guests aren't only human. His inn shouldn't exist. The Abyss stops exactly at his property line, which nobody has satisfactorily explained.Aldous makes soup. He fixes the stairs. He files the paperwork.He is no hero. No king. He runs an inn.The question nobody had the courage to ask yet is why.

Jiang Li takes a meal and gains the status [Satiety].

[Satiety: Restores 1 Stamina per minute. Duration: ∞]

He no longer has to eat.

He sticks a talisman on himself and gains the status [Armored Horse Divine Travel].

[Armored Horse Divine Travel: Increase movement speed by 1000%. Duration: ∞]

Taking pills, gaining spiritual qi, refining the body, nurturing the soul, and increasing life expectancy…

He only needs one pill for the status to take effect for the rest of his life.

Those crippling secret techniques that boost power for three seconds but result in three-year feebleness? They are now the most powerful and most amazing techniques!

Waiting for a thousand years to comprehend the Dao after using one enlightenment pill? No, he is comprehending the Dao every day!

He is Jiang Li, a Prince Charming who can turn an instant into eternity →_→…

In a world yearning for grand adventure, a soul, weary of mundane existence, is ripped from his reality and thrust into the nascent era of One Piece.Reborn as Dracula D. Alucard, he finds himself in a surprisingly tranquil time, a quiet before the storm of the Great Pirate Era. But within him, a chilling truth awakens: an unyielding immortality.His mere presence shatters the calm, birthing the terrifying legend of an unkillable monster.Even Gol D. Roger, the soon-to-be Pirate King, is left in bewildered disbelief: “I don't understand; that sword thrust clearly hit his vitals.”The mighty Whitebeard acknowledges a new horror: “That man is a monster even harder to kill than Kaido!”The World Government, driven to utter despair, can only lament: “We've assassinated him successfully thousands of times. Why is he still alive?!”And the legendary Marine Hero, Garp, simply quips, “Kaido? I think that guy killed him...”For Alucard, however, this endless defiance of death is merely a perplexing fact, or perhaps, a casual game.“What's the big deal?” he asks, a faint, almost innocent tilt to his head, as if genuinely puzzled by their consternation. “Killing me is simple. Just stab my heart about eight million more times.”As the world stands on the precipice of an age of grand dreams and unfettered ambition, what fate awaits the eternal devil who cannot die, doomed to wander a sea that promises everything but an end?