【Ratings may fluctuate initially, please add to your bookshelf to view the first edition. Read while you can, cherish it.】
【Trigger Warning: Four male leads. The older brother is not chaste, but the younger sister is a DOM. Later, she will harshly bully her “s-loving” top Alpha brother.】
【The other three male leads are both physically and emotionally chaste. There will be group scenes later on.】
Sikong Sui was awakened by a wave of cloyingly sweet pheromones.
Not just one kind of sweetness, but many.
Juicy grape, jasmine milk tea, creamy strawberry, perfumed rose… all mixed together.
Like an overturned dessert shop, so sickeningly sweet it made her temples throb.
She opened her eyes to find herself seated in a grand armchair.
Before her stood a whole row of delectable Omegas.
They stood neatly in line, heads bowed and eyes lowered, a feast for the eyes, like cabbages waiting to be priced at the market.
Each wore a meticulously tailored military academy uniform, collars slightly open to reveal graceful necks.
Pheromones seeped out from their glands in restrained, controlled wisps, teasing the air with a faint, elusive presence.
Sikong Sui: “…”
What was going on?
Before she could react, a soft body leaned against her, carrying a rich scent of jasmine honey tea.
“Lady Suisui~”
Sikong Sui looked down to see a young man half-kneeling beside her leg, his head affectionately resting on her knee.
He lifted a face so exquisite it bordered on bewitching, winking seductively at her.
“Omegas are very sweet, jasmine honey tea flavor. Would you like a taste, my lady?”
As he spoke, he tilted his head slightly, deliberately exposing the faintly reddened gland on the back of his neck.
At that moment, Sikong Sui’s mind completely shut down.
She was no stranger to the world.
But this scene before her… a row of obedient Omegas for her choosing, with one actively offering himself on her lap.
Wasn’t this too extravagant?
Memories pieced together like shattered glass, fragment by fragment, yet never forming a complete picture.
Who was she?
Her head ached…
All she remembered was that her name was Sikong Sui, the second daughter of the Sikong family.
These before her were Omegas trying to please her, and she was supposed to do something.
What was she supposed to do?
She looked down at Wen Tang’s bewitching face, and a voice in her head whispered: Play, just like before.
So she smiled.
“You want me to taste?”
She reached out, pinched Wen Tang’s chin, and lifted it casually. “What’s the point of just smelling?”
From her sleeve, she retrieved a small glass bottle. The transparent liquid sloshed inside, refracting tiny glimmers of light.
Alpha pheromone perfume.
High concentration, purified, specifically designed to arouse Omegas.
This stuff was contraband at the military academy.
But with Sikong Sui’s status, was there anything she couldn’t obtain?
She uncorked the bottle, and an overwhelmingly domineering, invasive Alpha pheromone instantly spread through the air.
Like an invisible beast charging into a flock of sheep.
The row of Omegas nearly collapsed simultaneously.
The grape-scented one was the first to falter, his legs giving way as he knelt on the floor.
His cheeks flushed crimson, the corners of his eyes damp, biting his lip hard to keep from crying out.
The jasmine milk tea-scented one wasn’t faring much better.
He leaned against the wall to keep from falling, his chest heaving violently, pheromones spilling out uncontrollably.
Wen Tang was the closest.
The moment that Alpha perfume sprayed out, he let out a muffled groan and collapsed limply beside Sikong Sui’s legs.
His fingers clutched desperately at the hem of her clothes, his entire body trembling, his gland flushed so red it seemed about to drip blood.
“Suisui… my lady…” His voice carried a sob, unclear whether it was pleading or an invitation, “Please spare me~”
Sikong Sui looked down upon it all from above, a strange sense of satisfaction welling up in her heart.
Yes, just like this.
She was Sikong Sui.
The future heir of the Sikong family, destined to differentiate into a top-tier Alpha sooner or later.
These Omegas were born to kneel at her feet, to be taken and used as she pleased.
She shook the perfume bottle in her hand, about to spray it once more.
“Suisui.”
A voice came from behind her—not loud, even gentle.
But to Sikong Sui’s ears, it felt like a basin of ice-cold water drenching her from head to toe.
She turned around.
Sikong Nian stood at the doorway.
He wore the same military academy uniform as everyone else, yet his demeanor was entirely different.
His eyes and brows were as gentle as the spring breeze of March, a faint smile hanging at the corner of his lips, his entire being exuding a softness that made one want to draw near.
But at this moment, those gentle eyes held no spring breeze.
Only coldness.
“Suisui!” he called again, his voice still soft, “Have you had enough fun?”
Sikong Sui’s hand froze mid-air.
She looked at Sikong Nian, and suddenly, a buzzing filled her mind.
This face.
This name.
She remembered.
She remembered everything.
She wasn’t from this world at all.
She had transmigrated into a book.
This was an ABO warlord PO novel called *Warlord’s Abyss*.
And Sikong Sui was the villainess in the book, the male lead’s younger sister, who relied on her family background and favor to act recklessly, only to be imprisoned by her own brother in the end and tortured to death by the male lead’s official Alpha partner.
This gentle, soft older brother before her was no Omega.
He was an Alpha.
An Alpha who had been pretending to be an Omega since childhood.
To protect her, to avoid competing with her for the inheritance, and for the sake of the one he loved, he had disguised himself as a weak, harmless Omega, hiding all his sharp edges and ambitions beneath that gentle smile.
And in the original story, Sikong Sui not only failed to appreciate it but also envied him, framed him, and meddled to sabotage his relationship with Fu Yuan.
In the end, she brought about her own demise.
Sikong Sui’s fingers holding the perfume bottle trembled slightly.
What in the world was all this?
Just a moment ago, she had been lying in bed, one foot crossed over the other, reading the scene where Sikong Nian pinned Fu Yuan against the door and forcefully “stir-fried” him.
The next moment, seeing her unmoving, Sikong Nian slowly walked in.
As he passed the row of Omegas collapsed on the floor, his steps didn’t falter, nor did his gaze waver.
He walked up to Sikong Sui, looking down at her from above.
Then he reached out, gently took the perfume bottle from her hand, and screwed the cap back on.
The overwhelming Alpha pheromones instantly dissipated, leaving only the lingering sweet, cloying scent of the Omegas filling the room.
Sikong Nian tucked the perfume bottle into his sleeve, his voice returning to its usual softness. “Suisui, don’t use these things anymore from now on.”
Sikong Sui opened her mouth, about to say something, when Sikong Nian bent down and straightened her collar for her.
“Go back to your room and rest.” Sikong Nian straightened up, glancing sideways toward the door. “Teacher Fu will be here soon. It’s not appropriate for you to see him in this state.”
Sikong Sui followed his gaze.
Outside the door, at the end of the corridor, a tall figure in a crisp military uniform was walking toward them.
Backlit, his face was unclear, but his presence…
Was like an unsheathed blade, its sharp chill palpable even from dozens of meters away.
This must be Fu Yuan.
Her mentor.
The Alpha destined for her brother in the original story.
The one who would eventually torture her to death.
Sikong Sui abruptly averted her eyes, stood up, and walked out without looking back.
As she passed Sikong Nian, she heard him whisper softly.
“Suisui, whatever you plan to do, don’t go too far.”
Sikong Sui paused for a moment but did not turn around, quickly striding out.
Behind her, Sikong Nian remained standing, watching her figure disappear around the corner of the corridor.
He lowered his gaze, looking at the bottle of Alpha perfume hidden in his sleeve, his fingertips tightening slightly.
“Suisui,” he silently mouthed, “what exactly are you trying to do?”
*
Sikong Sui stumbled back to her room and collapsed onto the bed.
The buzzing in her mind grew louder, fragments of memories flooding in like a broken dam.
Transmigration, system, tasks, favorability, countdown, soul dissipation.
Everything fell into place at this moment.
She sat up abruptly, gasping for breath.
“Ding—”
A cold, mechanical voice exploded in her mind.
[System binding successful.]
[Welcome, host, to the world of *The Warlord’s Abyss*.]
[Current identity: Sikong Sui, heir to a top warlord, the original story’s villainess.]
[Original ending: Permanently imprisoned by her own brother, tortured to death by Fu Yuan.]
[Main task issued: Within 180 days, raise the favorability of four target characters to 100% each.]
[Target characters: Fu Yuan, Gu Shiyan, Pei Sichen, Xie Ren.]
[Current favorability:]
—Fu Yuan: 5/100.
—Gu Shiyan: -1/100.
—Pei Sichen: -1/100.
—Xie Ren: -10/100.
[Countdown: 179 days, 23 hours, 58 minutes, 12 seconds.]
[Early completion allows the host to return to the real world ahead of schedule, with a reward of 1 billion. If any target’s favorability is not at 100 when the countdown reaches zero, the host will be unable to return to the real world.]
[Reminder: The original plot is about to begin. Please proceed with caution.]
[Good luck.]
Sikong Sui: ?
*
Tip:
The author has excellent pacing and won’t leave you starving. The protagonist will undergo Differentiation soon—guaranteed satisfaction. Congratulations and prosperity! ∩∩