At nine o'clock in the morning, a train from Jinhai City arrived at the train station in Haihua City.
The moment the doors opened, people began streaming out one after another.
Among the crowd, three men and three women stood out in particular. The six of them didn't have much luggage with them, and judging by their age, they looked to be around twenty - likely university students.
The most eye-catching of them all was the three girls walking in front, with the one in the middle being especially beautiful.
What made people's eyes light up the most were the girl's long, slender legs.
The girl was not dressed fashionably, wearing a large light-colored jacket on top and blue jeans on the bottom, and just a pair of white flats on her feet. Yet she still stood out starkly in the crowd.
This girl's figure could only be described in one internet slang phrase: "All legs below the chest".
Behind the three girls were three male students, all with burning gazes fixed on the legs of the girl in the middle.
"Shuxi, why do you look unhappy?" the girl on the left asked the one in the middle, full of puzzlement in her eyes.
Yang Shuxi responded with a faint, difficult smile in her clear eyes. How could she feel happy?
She had thought her cousin Qin Qinghan would be picking her up, but her cousin had something come up last minute and told her that her cousin-in-law would be picking her up instead.
Up until now, she still vaguely remembered the overbearing and terrifying man she had encountered on the train back to Jinhai City a few days ago.
In just a few seconds, he had killed over twenty people, and had even kidnapped a very beautiful young woman.
Although she later heard that those twenty-some people were all assassins, that overbearing man named Ye Fengwu was still suspicious. What was his background, and why did he kidnap that young woman? Could he be an assassin too?
If this brother-in-law turned out to be the same overbearing man she met on the train, she would probably cry from fear. After all, he had killed over twenty people in just seconds, and was so fierce.
The two girls flanking Yang Shuxi were her classmates and best friends, Zhang Ya on the left and Fu Hui on the right.
Yang Shuxi spoke seriously to them, "Later when you see my brother-in-law, you must not say anything out of line, understand?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ya and Fu Hui exchanged strange looks, before Zhang Ya laughed, "My school belle, your brother-in-law can't possibly eat people, look how nervous you seem."
Fu Hui also giggled, "I noticed Shuxi was acting strange on the train already. Could it be you've fallen for your brother-in-law? Hehe..."
Yang Shuxi immediately blushed furiously and coquettishly scolded, "Stop spouting nonsense!"
Zhang Ya had a sly smile. "I feel like brother-in-law and sister-in-law don't sound so innocent. It's like they have some illicit affair going on, hehe..."
Hearing this, Yang Shuxi helplessly shook her head. She could only hope her brother-in-law would not be the man she met on the train.
Behind the three girls, the three men continued following closely, their gazes never leaving Yang Shuxi's long legs.
Of the three, the one in the middle was rather handsome and tall, likely a sports student at their school.
"Xu Jian, we all know you like school belle Yang. When are you going to make her yours?" the man on the left suddenly said lecherously to the one in the middle.
The other one also chimed in, "Xu Jian, if you don't make a move, we brothers won't be polite anymore."
Xu Jian arrogantly stared at the legs up ahead, and casually humphed, "The more virtuous a woman is, the more alluring she becomes. The more she tantalizes me, the more interested I get. Just you wait, the only one who can pursue Yang Shuxi is me, Xu Jian."
"Yes, yes..." The other two fawned in agreement. Who dared go against someone with a rich dad?
Not only that, it was said Xu Jian had also used money to befriend many underworld bosses in Haihua City. At Haihua University, almost no one dared provoke Xu Jian.
So even though many lusted after Yang Shuxi, no one dared to actively pursue her.
Up ahead, Zhang Ya suddenly leaned in towards Yang Shuxi's face and asked, "Shuxi, I heard your cousin is very beautiful?"
Yang Shuxi smiled. "Yes, my cousin is the most beautiful, gentle and kind woman I've ever seen. It's a pity her fate is so ill-starred."
As she spoke of this, Yang Shuxi's smile disappeared, replaced by endless sympathy.
Beside her, Fu Hui seemed oblivious to Yang Shuxi's sadness and laughed, "How beautiful is she? Can she be more beautiful than our school belle Yang?"
Yang Shuxi nodded firmly.
Soon, the six arrived at the pickup area.
From afar, Yang Shuxi immediately spotted a familiar petite figure. Those bright big eyes seemed like they could make one forget all troubles.
This familiar petite figure was none other than Jing Si, whom Yang Shuxi had missed very much. Right now, Jing Si's little hand was being gently held by a larger hand.
The man was tall and ruggedly handsome, and the way he looked at Jing Si was extremely gentle.
It was a very warm scene.
However, when Yang Shuxi saw the man's appearance, she stopped in her tracks, stunned.
"It really is him," she almost cried out.
Seeing this, Zhang Ya and Fu Hui were full of puzzlement. Zhang Ya asked, "What's wrong, Shuxi?"
Yang Shuxi timidly replied, "I...I need to use the bathroom."
Fu Hui rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Something wrong with you? We're already at the pickup area, come on, hurry and show us what your brother-in-law looks like, is he handsome or not?"
As she spoke, the two pulled Yang Shuxi forward.
Ye Fengwu did not recognize Qin Qinghan's cousin, so he could only wait for Jing Si to confirm the approaching crowd.
Jing Si obediently looked around with her big eyes.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she pointed in one direction, calling out, "Auntie, we're over here!"
Hearing "auntie", Ye Fengwu also looked up. Seeing the three girls not far away, his brows immediately furrowed.
Something was off about them. The middle girl in particular seemed very reluctant. Hmm, she looked familiar. Where had he seen her before?
Following this thought, Ye Fengwu's expression changed. He finally remembered where he had seen that girl, and his face turned strange.
By now, Yang Shuxi had finally arrived before Ye Fengwu and Jing Si. Since she was already here, she could only steel herself and step forward.
So Yang Shuxi squatted before Jing Si and affectionately kissed her little face, smiling, "Jing Si, did you miss your auntie?"
Jing Si's small face bloomed into a brilliant smile. Nodding her little head, she replied, "I missed you! Auntie hasn't come to see Jing Si in so long!"
Behind Yang Shuxi, Zhang Ya and Fu Hui were shocked when they saw the exquisitely beautiful Jing Si like a porcelain doll. They immediately dashed over.
"Wow, what a pretty little girl, like a little elf!" Zhang Ya couldn't help but pinch Jing Si's cheeks.
Fu Hui was also full of affection. She was clearly stunned by Jing Si's refined beauty.
Although Jing Si disliked people pinching her face, she still smiled politely, "Hello big sisters, my name is Jing Si."
"Aw...so polite and pretty. She'll definitely grow up to be prettier than school belle Yang." Fu Hui said rather enviously.
At this time, Ye Fengwu extended his hand towards Yang Shuxi and smiled, "Hello, I'm Ye Fengwu, your brother-in-law I believe."
Yang Shuxi finally slowly stood up, lowering her nervous little face. She hardly dared look Ye Fengwu in the eyes, afraid of this man but also feeling extremely bashful.
Back on the train, she had shamelessly tried to chat him up, only to get doused in water. Recalling it now made her flush with embarrassment. How mortifying!
After a long pause, Yang Shuxi finally extended her stiff little hand, her voice as faint as a mosquito, murmuring, "Brother-in-law...I'm Shuxi."

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”