"Damn it, where the hell am I?!"

Yang Tianyou had just spotted a glowing Rubik's Cube by the roadside. Out of curiosity, he picked it up—only for the cube to suddenly darken, rapidly forming a massive void that sucked him inside.

"Damn it, is there anyone here?!"

Surrounded by pitch-black darkness so thick he couldn’t even see his own hand, Yang Tianyou couldn’t help but feel a twinge of fear.

Had he fallen into the legendary "Abyss of Darkness"?

He’d heard about it from TV dramas—a place even more terrifying than hell, where existence was worse than death.

"Dear heavens, don’t tell me I’m that unlucky? I’ve never done anything truly evil in my life—worst was peeking at the neighbor’s little sister bathing when I was a kid..."

As he muttered to himself, a soft chuckle suddenly echoed through the darkness.

"Who’s there?!"

Startled, Yang Tianyou whipped his head toward the sound. Though everything remained shrouded in black, he could sense a human presence.

"If you’ve got guts, don’t hide in the shadows! Come out and face me!"

The moment the words left his mouth, a golden light flickered around him.

"After a million years of waiting, someone has finally arrived in this illusory forbidden realm."

A gentle voice whispered by his ear, sending a shiver down his spine—so sweet it made his bones tingle.

Judging by his vast experience in the game of love, the speaker had to be a stunning beauty.

"Who... who are you?"

Yang Tianyou called out warily.

The woman had just claimed she'd been here for a million years—even longer than the infamous Black Mountain Demon. That alone marked her as someone not to be trifled with!

"Come with me, and I'll tell you."

The sultry voice echoed again.

Yang Tianyou hesitated but finally mustered his courage and cautiously followed the sound.

Fortunately, flickering golden lights illuminated the path at intervals, preventing him from stumbling in the dark.

Soon, he arrived at a grand hall, brilliantly lit.

Seated upon the throne was a woman, her gaze icy as she looked down at him from her lofty perch.

"Wow... is she a celestial fairy?"

The moment Yang Tianyou laid eyes on her, he was utterly transfixed.

Her skin was snow-white, so delicate it seemed it might tear at a touch. Her large, round eyes shimmered like deep pools, mysterious and mesmerizing. A proud, high-bridged nose lent her an air of regal arrogance, and her small, perfectly shaped crimson lips were so enticing that one glance made him ache to kiss them.

In two words: perfection!

How could such a beauty be here?

Yang Tianyou was filled with questions, but he had no idea how to voice them. Standing there, he felt completely at a loss.

As for his eyes, they simply couldn't tear themselves away.

Even after ten years of gazing at this beauty before him, he wouldn't grow weary. No—he'd never grow tired of her in his entire life! She was perfection itself. Yang Tianyou burned every detail of the woman's appearance into his mind, etching her image into his memory.

The woman noticed Yang Tianyou staring at her, dumbstruck, as if frozen in place. Unable to help herself, she smiled at him.

That single smile ensnared his heart completely.

At that moment, he finally understood the meaning behind the poetic line, *"A single glance, a single smile—a hundred charms born."* For a woman like this, he would give anything.

But soon, Yang Tianyou regained his composure. Straightening his clothes with exaggerated dignity, he cleared his throat and asked, "Miss, what are you doing here? And... where exactly is *here*?"

"This is the Realm of Illusion," the woman replied coolly. "And I am its sovereign—Lingshuang."

The title *"sovereign"* made Yang Tianyou frown slightly. That was the kind of term you'd only hear in fantasy or xianxia novels. Was he dreaming?

The thought excited him.

If this *was* a dream... then surely, a little mischief wouldn't hurt, right? After all, once he woke up, none of it would matter.

With that in mind, Yang Tianyou stepped closer to the woman. Up close, she was a hundred times more breathtaking than before.

Especially those two pale hands, with fingers as slender as spring onions—he desperately wanted to touch them.

But though his heart was bold, his courage failed him.

"It's just a dream. What's the worst that could happen?" Yang Tianyou silently psyched himself up.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, the woman before him suddenly took his hand. An icy chill instantly surged from her grasp, spreading through his entire body. He couldn't suppress a violent shiver.

"Do I look beautiful?" the woman asked softly.

Her voice was gentle, yet carried a teasing lilt.

Yang Tianyou's heart skipped a beat. He had been a seasoned player in the game of love for years—who would've thought he'd be the one getting flirted with today? Was this some kind of script mix-up?

Ah, whatever. With a beauty like her, who could complain?

"Beautiful. Very beautiful," Yang Tianyou nodded earnestly.

At that moment, the woman waved her hand, and streams of golden light shimmered into existence around them, swiftly wrapping them in a tight embrace.

"From this moment on, I am yours. I have planted the Seed of Darkness within you. One day, you must return to save me!"

As the golden light enveloped him, Yang Tianyou stood frozen in confusion—until these tender words suddenly whispered into his ear.

The next instant, he felt a fire ignite within him and instinctively embraced the woman before him!

"Beep beep beep!"

A loud noise abruptly jolted Yang Tianyou awake. He sat up to find himself lying in the grass by the roadside.

"Was that just a wet dream?"

Yang Tianyou was utterly perplexed. If it had been a dream, why did it feel so incredibly real?

He glanced down at his palms, and suddenly, a flash of golden light streaked across them. He knew then—it hadn't been a dream at all!

Beside him lay an ancient-looking puzzle cube. He picked it up, examining it closely, running his fingers over its surface. Yet, it remained completely inert.

For now, Yang Tianyou had no idea how to use the cube, but one thing was certain—this was no ordinary object. It had to be a rare treasure.

He slipped the cube into his pocket and pressed his hand against the pavement. The moment he exerted the slightest force—CRACK!—the section of marble beneath his palm shattered into pieces.

"What the—?"

Yang Tianyou was stunned.

He had barely applied any pressure. How could he have crushed solid marble flooring so effortlessly?

As an avid reader, he quickly pieced it together—this had to be connected to that bizarre dream.

"Looks like I've been blessed with a golden finger!" he murmured.

"From now on, it's my time to rise to the top, to turn the tables, and to marry the girl of my dreams!"

Yang Tianyou threw his head back and laughed triumphantly at the sky. Finally, fate had smiled upon him!

The next day, Yang Tianyou returned to Zhenhua Group. But instead of heading to his usual workstation, he marched straight to the office of the chairman's assistant.

"Hello, I'm from the sales department," he said calmly to the assistant. "I saw the job posting for the chairman's personal driver and came to apply."