An Youyi was puzzled.
Why would Gao Liyuan call her?
But obviously, the female Dragon King wouldn't dwell on such trivial matters.
She picked up her phone and answered the call.
"Hello?"
On the other end of the line came Gao Liyuan's slightly excited voice.
"Thank goodness, Sister An, you picked up."
"What's the matter?"
"There is! There is! The thing is-----------"
Gao Liyuan knew An Youyi's personality well.
She was straightforward and to the point.
If you tried to beat around the bush with her, you'd end up more confused than her.
After Gao Liyuan finished speaking, she couldn't help but feel anxious.
After all, she hadn't heard An Youyi agree yet.
Maybe she wasn't interested in playing dirty?
Gao Liyuan swallowed hard and finally couldn't help but ask,
"Sister An, will you agree or not? Give me a clear answer~ Or at least hint at it."
"When will you give me the explosives?"
An Youyi suddenly asked.
Of course, her tone remained as calm as ever.
Gao Liyuan's eyes lit up and she thought, "It's settled!!!"
A thousand words couldn't express how exhilarating this one sentence was.
"No problem, Sister An. The earliest will be tonight, the latest tomorrow morning. Just give me the nearest address to you, and I'll have someone deliver it."
Gao Liyuan's voice trembled.
There was no helping it.
She was too excited.
With the female Dragon King's help in setting up (╯‵□′)╯ bomb!•••*~●
It would happen without anyone knowing.
Lin Fan would die without even knowing how.
You can always trust An Youyi!!!
"Okay!"
An Youyi replied.
Gao Liyuan thought for a moment and felt it was necessary to explain the situation thoroughly.
So she added,
"Sister An, that Gao Liming is my little brother. I've already scolded him for the last incident, and he won't dare to cause trouble again."
"So-------when you see him later, don't lay a hand on him, as he's on our side."
If this wasn't clarified,
then it would be like a family feud where even the Dragon King gets dragged into it.
Gao Liming would get beaten for no reason.
As his sister, she would have no face left to show.
After all, he's one of us.
Why should he get beaten?
Who would we even talk to about this?
Silence-------------an eerie silence------------------
Gao Liyuan's heart pounded rapidly.
If An Youyi didn't give her face,
there was nothing she could do about it!!!
This kind of waiting was the most tormenting and exhausting.
Gao Liyuan didn't like waiting because she couldn't stand it.
She tentatively said, "Sister An, I know you don't like waiting. If that kid does something outrageous, just cripple his limbs, and I'll have to give the Gao family an explanation anyway."
Gao Liyuan was just saying it casually.
After clarifying things,
Gao Liming wouldn't dare hurt Xu Mo again.
He wouldn't even have the guts to do so.
With his older sister's identity.
This kid wasn't that foolish.
The next moment,
An Youyi's words left Gao Liyuan utterly confused.
"Who is Gao Liming?"
--------------------What the heck!!!
Gao Liyuan was stunned.
Uh, what-------------
That little punk claimed to be one of the top ten fighters in Dragon King Hall?
How come he's so unknown?
Damn it!!!
This little brother of hers got bold and actually deceived her, his own sister.
How infuriating!
Biting her silver teeth, she muttered under her breath,
"Bastard, he even said something about pangolins, which doesn't even exist. I'll show him no mercy later!!!"
Even with her voice low.
An Youyi still overheard her.
"Oh, I see, you're talking about pangolins."
Gao Liyuan was taken aback, "Didn't you say you don't know Gao Liming?"
"What does Gao Liming have to do with pangolins?"
An Youyi said blankly.
Wow!!!!!!!!!
Gao Liyuan was utterly convinced.
What kind of divine organization is this?
They only recognize code names, not people.
Say pangolin and you'll understand.
Say Gao Liming and you're clueless.
"Indeed, those silly dramas were right all along. I used to laugh at them, but now I realize it's my perspective that wasn't open, not the dramas' fault."
Gao Liyuan muttered to herself.
That drama was quite famous.
It left a deep impression on Gao Liyuan.
You find Zhou xx, what does it have to do with Lu x?
But luckily, the communication was finally completed.
With An Youyi's assurance,
Gao Liyuan felt relieved.
After a few more exchanges,
the call ended.
"Sister An, don't let me down now."
Time passed, and it was night.
That evening,
Xu Mo didn't go home but called Tao Xiaoyi out for fun.
Men, you know how it is.
With the wedding coming up,
before getting married, he wanted to pull his good buddy out for some drinks.
Saying goodbye to single life------------------
"Congratulations, Xu Ge!!!"
Tao Xiaoyi said sincerely.
Feeling a bit of mischief in his heart.
Well, fact is fact.
It's not that he wanted to harm Xu Mo.
But he thought Xu Mo was marrying too quickly.
If it were him,
he could hold out for another three years.
He wouldn’t get married early if he could get married late.
After all, he had a rich old man who could support him in his foolish endeavors.
"Wow, Xiao Yi, I’ll introduce you to something fun."
Xu Mo said generously.
Friends for life, together we go.
Those who don’t get married are dogs.
Tao Xiaoyi chuckled, "Forget it, Xu Ge, you know me. Unless my old man forces me to the brink of death, I’m not in a hurry to get married."
Trying to pull him down into the pit?
Not a chance!!!
Love is temporary, the grave is the final destination of love.
No one escapes death.
He didn’t want to rush into the grave.
Xu Mo's lips twitched.
He couldn't help but feel a bit envious.
Is this good?
Of course, it's great!!!
Staying single is so cool!!!
"What are you doing not getting married at your age?"
"Can you even sleep at night not getting married at your age?"
Xu Mo threw out a soul-piercing question.
Tao Xiaoyi was left dumbfounded.
What’s the deal?
He sleeps very well at night!!!
With beauties on both sides,
not tied down to just one tree.
It’s so awesome!!!
Really? Really?
Is Xu Ge jealous of him now?
Tao Xiaoyi shamelessly thought to himself.
He thought marriage was Xu Mo’s end to his unrestrained lifestyle.
Little did he know,
those were just the appetizers to the main course.
Seeing Tao Xiaoyi's lewd expression,
trying to hold back his laughter.
Xu Mo knew this guy was indulging in some fantasy.
He sighed helplessly.
Ah, just let it be.
But if he got the chance,
he would definitely take Tao Xiaoyi down-----------------uh, I mean help his good buddy out!!!
It’s better to get married together!!!
Meanwhile, at Dark Night Bar-----------
Let’s get this party started~~~~

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?"

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"