The newcomer wore a form-fitting black assassin's garb, standing at an unremarkable height with slender limbs, yet their muscles were perfectly proportioned. Their face bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Moke, with short hair as vividly red as fresh blood.
Upon hearing Moke’s words, the figure frowned. "Moke, you should know I’d prefer you to call me 'Mother.'"
"Ha, my apologies. I really can’t bring myself to say it, Ms. Mo Yi." Moke stared intently at his blood relative. "A creature like you, neither man nor woman… is truly disgusting."
"Do you intend to renounce your bloodline?" Mo Yi licked the blood from the dagger—Moke’s blood—making him shudder. "You are my finest progeny, inheriting my legacy. You possess lightning-fast reflexes, unparalleled agility, and a genius for assassination..."
"And a voice that can mimic the mating calls of magical beasts," Moke sneered, adding mockingly.
Mo Yi seemed puzzled but didn’t press further.
"Come back, Moke… You should return to inherit my glory. I sense it—with your talent, you could surpass me." Mo Yi extended a hand. "You could become the King of Assassins."
"Use your brain for once. Why do you think I fled the Assassins' Guild?" Moke bared his teeth. "Because I can’t stand your philosophy of killing for money, you bastard!"
Moke drew the dagger at his waist and charged at Mo Yi with a furious roar.
Clang—
The two blades moved so fast they became near-invisible blurs, sparks flying with each clash.
"Moke… You dare raise your hand against me? Hah. I am your mother. Every technique you know, I taught you."
Moke gritted his teeth. His moves were being read effortlessly.
"And… you’ve grown weaker. Have you neglected your assassin’s training for some useless hobby?" Mo Yi taunted. "I heard you carry a lute now… How far you’ve fallen, wasting your life on such trivialities!"
Suddenly, Mo Yi’s figure blurred, vanishing from Moke’s sight.
"Damn—"
Moke’s pupils shrank. In the next instant, Mo Yi reappeared from his blind spot, delivering a brutal kick to his chest that sent him flying.
Boom—
Moke staggered to his feet, ribs cracked, his condition dire.
"Come quietly, Moke. You have no choice." Mo Yi’s voice was icy. "With your talent, a few more years of training, and you’ll reach my level."
"Heh." Moke spat blood.
"You seem fond of that rabbit," Mo Yi remarked abruptly.
Moke’s expression twisted into fury, and he lunged again, dagger aimed for the kill.
"A beastfolk scout, and quite talented… If you return with me, I’ll capture her for you. You could breed." Mo Yi deflected Moke’s strikes with ease. "Your offspring would have potential."
"Dream on!" Moke’s dagger thrust toward Mo Yi’s heart, but his wrist was caught mid-motion. A sharp elbow strike to his face followed.
Dizziness washed over Moke as he collapsed to the ground, nose throbbing.
"You’re no match for me… and the weak have no right to choose." Mo Yi stepped forward, clearly intent on taking him by force.
"Whoosh—"
An arrow streaked from behind. Mo Yi twisted, deflecting it with her dagger.
"Impressive archer," she muttered, flexing her stinging hand.
"Hey! Who are you? What did you do to Moke?!"
Liyana fired several more arrows in rapid succession, but Mo Yi dodged them all with fluid movements.
"Hmph. Your companions?" Mo Yi’s voice dripped with menace. "If you don’t want them dead… you know what to do."
With that, she melted into the shadows of a nearby alley.
"Moke! Moke! Hang on—I’ll get you to Musen!"
Liyana didn’t hesitate, hoisting Moke’s bloodied form onto her back.
"Liyana…"
Relieved to find him conscious despite his injuries, she even managed a tease: "Lucky you’re so short—what, five-foot-three?—or I’d never manage this."
"Bastard…"
"That how you thank your savior? Want me to drop you?"
"…Thanks."
"Ha. Much better."
Liyana carried Moke to the church, where Musen immediately began healing him. Soon, Xia Lun and Aina arrived as well.
"Moke… who was that?" Liyana demanded once his color improved.
Moke pressed his lips together.
"Liyana, this is Moke’s business. You don’t have to share if you’re not ready," Xia Lun interjected gently.
Nearly two years had passed since Moke joined their adventuring party.
As a rogue, his skills were extraordinary for his age—unnaturally so. Yet he’d never spoken of his past, and Xia Lun had never pressed.
"Her name is Mo Yi… my mother," Moke finally said. "And my father."
"…What?" The group stared in stunned silence.
Liyana blinked. "Moke, what does that even mean?"
"Mo Yi was born intersex. With a witch’s help, they gained the reproductive capacity of both sexes." Moke’s smile was bitter. "I’m the product of their self-replication."
"That’s… unbelievable," Liyana murmured.
Moke continued, "They’re also the leader of the Assassins' Guild. I was raised under their training from childhood."
"Wait—so you’re actually crazy strong? You’ve been holding back this whole time?" Liyana yelped. "You slacker! All those battles where you barely lifted a finger!"
Moke: "Uh, no. I just know how to kill people. Monsters are a different story…"
Somehow, Liyana had derailed the conversation.
But the rest was obvious: Moke had fled the guild, turned to thievery to survive, and joined their party as an adventurer. Now, the past had caught up.
"Captain Xia Lun." Moke rose slowly.
"I’m leaving the party."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
