In the blink of an eye, Ye Shuang had been in this timeline for several years.
Like any normal middle school student, he went to and from school every day with Chen Qin, Fu Yao, and the others. He had grown accustomed to this life, with his family and friends right by his side.
He had even grown deeply attached to it all.
With Ye Shuang's help, Fu Yao's tragedy never occurred. Instead, she successfully entered First High School alongside Chen Qin.
Fugui didn't end up cross-dressing either. Although he still looked like a bit of a delinquent, he was surprisingly reliable and even managed to keep up with his studies. However, neither he nor Chen Hai made it into First High, ending up at a fairly decent high school instead.
Today was the first day of school at First High, but Ye Shuang had only one thing on his mind—
The day Yu You was kidnapped seemed to be approaching.
Calculating the years, it should be sometime this year.
To pinpoint the exact day, Ye Shuang had already gone to that residential area in advance to scout it out.
"Oh, you mean that couple? I do remember them, but it doesn't seem like they have any kids," the security guard, who had grown familiar with Ye Shuang, said with a smile. "But why are you always asking about their family?"
Ye Shuang just smiled. "I was just curious and asking around. They're actually distant relatives of mine. They're so afraid of us nagging them that they don't even reply to our messages."
"So that's how it is. Thanks for the cigarettes, young man."
"No problem."
Ye Shuang shook his head. To get on good terms with these security guards, he naturally had to buy them some cigarettes and alcohol. It was all about social tact.
"Alright, I'm off to school then."
"Go on, go on. Such a good kid, no wonder you got into First High."
Leaving the residential area, Ye Shuang took the iPhone 4S out of his pocket and checked the time. "Looks like it's not today. If I come over and ask every day, they'll get suspicious, won't they?"
Would that alert the enemy?
If that couple got suspicious because of him and ended up moving away, Ye Shuang would really have a headache on his hands.
Under these circumstances, it would be best to wait a while before coming back.
He pondered for a few seconds before turning around and leaving.
After all, he still had to attend the opening ceremony.
After taking a taxi to school, Ye Shuang ran into Chen Qin and Fu Yao at the school gates.
The two girls had shed some of their youthful immaturity. Although they wore the standard white school uniforms with red and black stripes, the outfits couldn't hide their developing figures.
"Ye, are you done with your business?" Chen Qin asked.
"Yeah..." Ye Shuang nodded.
"Let's go, let's go."
"Okay."
Upon entering the school, Ye Shuang handed over his phone. After all, regular high schools were different from Yinshan Academy and didn't allow phones. Just like before, they were assigned to Class 1. It seemed that nothing much had changed from the past.
"Hehe, there are so many people."
"Ye, Fu Yao and I are going to line up on the girls' side." Although Chen Qin was a bit reluctant to leave Ye Shuang's side, she blinked her beautiful eyes and walked toward the girls' line in the distance.
Ye Shuang just smiled.
After taking his place in the boys' line, a male student next to him spoke up, "Hey handsome, are you Ye Shuang?"
"Hmm? You know me?" Ye Shuang looked a bit surprised. He recognized this boy, but in this timeline, the other party shouldn't know him yet, right?
"Yeah, we went to the same middle school. I was in Class 9, right next door." The bespectacled boy acted as if they were already old friends. "You seem really close to those two beauties. What's your relationship?"
"Fiancées," Ye Shuang joked, instantly making the bespectacled boy's eyes widen.
"I'm kidding."
"Man, I knew it. But seriously, how is your brain wired? You were the top scorer in this year's high school entrance exam, right?"
"I guess so," Ye Shuang said.
"What do you mean 'guess so'? With your grades, I bet you'll get early admission to a top university."
"We'll see." Facing this chatty old classmate, Ye Shuang appeared quite accustomed to it. After all, when he first met him, he knew the guy was a loudmouth, but his character was actually fine.
He was just a bit perverted.
"Excuse me, coming through, oh, it's a bit crowded." A female voice rang out as a figure squeezed through the line.
She finally paused slightly in front of Ye Shuang. "Oh?"
It was a tall teenage girl. The moment she appeared, a fragrant scent drifted to his nose. She had flowing black hair and a beauty mark adorning her eyelid.
"Oh, a handsome guy." The girl observed him curiously. Just then, the crowd suddenly surged, and her body was pressed right up against Ye Shuang, her soft curves pushing against him.
"Ah," the girl let out a surprised gasp, and the scent on her body grew even stronger.
Ye Shuang froze for a moment. This girl...
Zhao Mengyao?
"Why are you looking at me like that? Thinking of doing something bad?" Noticing Ye Shuang's expression, Zhao Mengyao blinked playfully. "No way."
Saying that, she squeezed through again and returned to her spot.
Afterward, Zhao Mengyao stood in her place, laughing and chatting with the classmates next to her. Her beautiful profile drew the gazes of quite a few people.
Ye Shuang slowly withdrew his gaze.
It seemed... something like this had happened in his previous life too?
But why didn't he have much memory of it?
Ye Shuang pinched the bridge of his nose and stopped thinking about it.
Because if he had to make the choice again, he definitely wouldn't choose Zhao Mengyao.
Meanwhile, as if sensing something, Zhao Mengyao suddenly turned her head, her gaze landing on Ye Shuang not far away.
"Mengyao, what are you looking at?" a girl asked.
"Nothing. What's that boy's name?"
"Hehe, already getting a crush on your first day of high school? That guy is Ye Shuang. I know him."
"Ye Shuang?" Zhao Mengyao thought for a moment, then suddenly narrowed her eyes and smiled. "He's pretty handsome. Handsome and tall."
"But you shouldn't get any ideas about him. He has a girlfriend, and it's someone you know."
"Who?"
"Chen Qin. You remember her, right?"
"Her..." Zhao Mengyao was a little surprised to hear that name. She scanned the girls' line ahead and finally locked onto a girl with her hair tied in a simple ponytail.
Although Chen Qin was also very pretty, wearing a ponytail only gave off an innocent, pure vibe. She was far less eye-catching than Zhao Mengyao with her flowing hair. After all, in an environment where no one really dressed up, Zhao Mengyao was the true focal point in the eyes of most boys.
"Are you serious? Girlfriend?"
"I'm just guessing. They hang out together all day, so they're probably dating. I mean, normal friends of the opposite sex aren't that intimate."
Hearing this, Zhao Mengyao thought for a moment, then suddenly gave a wicked smile.
"Who's prettier, me or Chen Qin?"
"You, of course, Mengyao."
"Hehe, then what if I were to steal this guy named Ye Shuang away..."
"Wow, you're so bad."
"Hehe, who told Chen Qin to be so annoying."
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?"
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'!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
