Rebirth in Journey to the West: Sun Wukong - Chapter 1245 - 1247: Inner Court Upheaval

After an accident leaves him hospitalized, Mr. Yu awakens to an environment where pleasure and power flow unchecked. The hospital transforms into a stage for relentless sexual encounters nurses, patients, and even visitors engage in acts that dissolve the lines between caregiver and lover. Mr. Yu, both participant and object of others' desires, quickly becomes central to an unfolding erotic drama. The cast includes assertive nurses like Qianqian and Yunxin, whose care crosses into sexual service, a fellow patient eager to join in, and a revolving door of visitors whose own needs intertwine with Yu's recovery.The narrative expands to Mr. Yu’s life as a high school teacher. His homeroom class, especially the charming and voluptuous Lin Keke, develops cult-like devotion. Here, “consent” is reimagined through the lens of local customs and laws, and students openly form sexual, emotional, and ritualistic bonds with teachers and classmates. Lin Keke’s quest to become Mr. Yu’s sex slave supported by her similarly uninhibited family provides both tenderness and transgression, with familial relations redefined around sexual and submissive acts.Throughout, the protagonist grapples with societal expectations, guilt, and temptation, all while cultivating close ties sexual, emotional, and psychological to those around him. The world is painted as an alternate reality where sexual agency, devotion, and hierarchy coexist, but ordinary norms are replaced by personal rituals and acts of submission, love, and erotic exchange. Explicitly exploring taboo themes through detailed character actions and thoughts, the novel unfolds as an uncensored fantasy of intimacy, dominance, and vulnerability.NTR, Netorare, Adultery, Group Sex, BDSM, Humiliation, Sex Slave, Sex Toys, Incest, MTR, Married, Cheating Mother, Seduction, Objectification, Infidelity, Domination, Sexual corruption, Free Use

Being abandoned by his very own blood, the world stripped him of everything, his glory, his weapon, his beloved and even his name was taken away. He tried to reclaim what were rightfully his but the people already treated him as an outcast.With nothing left to do, he strode towards the place of no return and as he reached the deepest part by accident, he found a sealed casket with an unusual question engraved on its lid.'If the world's destruction would be put in the palm of your hand, how would it end?'Thousands of choices, hundreds of possibilities, and tens of answers, yet just one of these was certain.“I'll carve it with my enemies' blood,” he uttered underneath the moonless sky.On his hand was a blade made of glass, dripping with a crimson, sticky substance. In an era where war was an everyday occurrence and death was nothing but a mere consequence of being weak, his journey towards the labyrinth of revenge had begun.- - - - -Read at least six chapters and please be prepared to crave the rest. Enjoy Reading!

When her heart stopped, fireworks lit up his wedding.Tiana Linden was coughing up blood as she pushed her daughter Daisy in front of Aiden Grant to entrust her to him,he was trying on a wedding ring for Vivian Linden.“Daddy...” Daisy was just about to speak and was pushed aside.Aiden Grant tore up the paternity test with a cold laugh: “The daughter of a scammer, does she really deserve to enter the Grant Family?”He didn’t know that Daisy was deaf in her left ear and couldn't stand the harsh yelling,nor did he know that the critical illness notice in Tiana Linden’s bag read — terminal lung cancer.When Daisy had a high fever of 40°C and begged him to save her mom,Aiden Grant told the bodyguard to throw her into the stormy rain: “Don't learn to play the sympathy card like your mom!”While Tiana Linden crawled to pick up the scattered painkillers, there was only one belief in her mind.“Daisy can't live without a mother. She has to survive.”As the wedding march played, Aiden Grant rushed into the hospital room as if he were mad.He desperately pressed the defibrillator: “Tiana Linden! Do you think pretending to be dead will absolve you of guilt!”As the monitor's alarm sounded, declaring Tiana Linden’s death, he panicked at that moment...Later, many saw the president of the Grant Company kneeling in a garden filled with eustoma, crying bitterly:“The eustoma I planted has bloomed...Tiana, I miss you so much...”

In a world of magic and monsters, I carved out my own empire. Hellfire Studios - my brainchild, my legacy.It all started with “The Demonfather” - a blatant copy from my past life, sure, but this world had never seen anything like it. Humans, elves, dwarves - they all fell in love with it. Critics raved, audiences cheered, and suddenly, I was on top.But the world thought I was a one-hit wonder. They had no idea what was coming.I unleashed “The Lord of the Rings” upon them. The result? Critics were left speechless, fumbling for words to describe what they'd witnessedBut why stop at movies? This world was stuck in the past, so I dragged it into the future. I created computers, birthed video games, and watched as everyone from imps to elf elders became addicted to pixels and polygons.Still not satisfied, I turned to music. I crafted stars, produced hits, and soon had the entire realm dancing to my tunes.But even that wasn't enough. Comics, manga, cartoons, anime, novels - I introduced them all. I flooded this world with stories and art forms they'd never dreamed of.Before long, people weren't just consuming my creations - they begun worshipping me. They started calling me “The Lord of Entertainment.”