Chapter 205
Qinglin City, University City Police Station.
Inside the interrogation room, the glare of the incandescent light was blindingly white.
Lin Yu shrank back into the specialized interrogation chair, her hands twisted tightly together.
Two dark tear streaks stained her face.
Where was even the slightest trace of her former arrogance?
"Officer, I really didn't know this was illegal..."
"I was just following the trend and making a post... It was really just a joke..."
"I'm a student, I'm only a freshman... I beg you, please don't leave a criminal record. If I have a record, my life will be ruined..."
Lin Yu cried until her whole body trembled, trying to use the get-out-of-jail-free card of being a "student" to win sympathy.
The police officer sitting opposite her remained expressionless, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk.
Tap, tap, tap.
Every sound struck right at Lin Yu's heart.
"Now you know to be scared."
The officer sneered and slammed a thick stack of printed documents in front of her with a loud smack.
"You registered thirteen burner accounts, spreading rumors and smearing someone at different times and from different IPs."
He flipped open the file, pointing at the densely packed data inside.
"Over a hundred thousand views, over five thousand shares. This caused extremely severe damage to the victim's reputation."
"Little girl, you call this a joke?"
The officer leaned forward, his gaze sharp.
"So young, yet so vicious. What, did you think we couldn't track it just because you deleted your browsing history? The internet is not outside the law, haven't you heard that before?"
Looking at the chain of evidence so detailed that it even recorded exactly when and where she logged into her burner accounts.
The light in Lin Yu's eyes completely went out.
She slumped in the chair, her mind going completely blank.
She just couldn't figure it out.
How was she exposed so thoroughly, down to her very core?
...
Out in the corridor.
The young officer who had just stepped out of the interrogation room pulled the station chief, Qin Weiguo, to the side and offered him a cigarette.
"Chief Qin, what do you think about this... Should we go through the mediation process?"
He lowered his voice.
"After all, they're just students, they don't know any better. If she really gets detained and sentenced, this girl's record will be stained, and her life will basically be over."
Qin Weiguo didn't take the cigarette; he merely gave his subordinate a deep, dark look.
"The chain of evidence provided by the victim is even more complete than what our cyber police brigade could dig up."
Qin Weiguo paused, his tone heavy.
"Do you know what that means?"
The young officer froze for a moment; realizing something, his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Furthermore..."
Seeing that the other understood, Qin Weiguo patted his shoulder, lowering his voice even further.
"Just now, the head of the municipal bureau personally inquired about this case. The exact words were: someone pulled some strings, so this must be handled strictly by the book."
Hiss—
The young officer gasped.
This wasn't just kicking a steel plate.
This was kicking a freaking nuclear warhead!
Right at that moment, Qin Weiguo's phone rang.
It was an unknown number.
"Hello, who is this?"
A clear voice came from the other end of the line.
"This is Gu Ran."
Qin Weiguo took a deep breath, his tone instantly becoming polite.
"Ah, student Gu! Look at what a mess this has become..."
Gu Ran didn't bother with pleasantries, cutting Qin Weiguo off.
"I do not accept any form of mediation."
The young man's voice was steady.
"Detain her if she should be detained, sentence her if she should be sentenced."
"Also..."
Gu Ran paused, a hint of amusement in his tone.
"Qin Chaoyang, do you know him?"
...
Beep—beep—beep—
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Qin Weiguo almost dropped his cell phone on the floor.
In just a few words, Gu Ran had exposed everything Qin Chaoyang had been doing at school.
While he was still fuming, he looked up and saw his wretched son walking toward him, panting heavily.
Qin Chaoyang had just hurried over and before he could even ask about Gu Ran's background, he saw his father standing at the door with an ashen face.
"Dad, that Gu Ran..."
Smack!
Qin Weiguo slapped his son directly on the back of the head, his finger trembling as he pointed at his nose.
"I'm going to be killed by you, you little brat, sooner or later!"
"From today on, stay away from that Gu Ran! As far away as possible!"
"If you dare provoke him again, I'll break your legs! Do you hear me?!"
Qin Chaoyang looked at his furious father, completely dumbfounded.
When had his father ever lost his composure like this since he was a kid?
That Gu Ran...
Was there really some massive backing behind him?
...
That night, the lights in the conference room of the Qinglin University administration building stayed on until dawn.
The ashtrays were piled high with cigarette butts like little mountains, and the air was thick with the smell of nicotine.
For this century-old prestigious university, the scene on the sports field was not just a simple student dispute.
It was a severe political incident.
The chief of the Nanshan Police Station personally escorting him, and leaders from the municipal bureau calling to inquire.
This series of signals acted like heavy hammers, instantly knocking the school leaders wide awake.
Even though Gu Ran's file only had the simple words "public servant" written under his father's occupation column.
But anyone who had spent time in the system knew that the more vague the description, the more unfathomable the background usually was.
Since the other side's attitude was to handle things strictly by the book.
Then the school had to adopt the most severe stance.
To give that big shot a satisfactory explanation, and to teach the restless student body a vivid lesson in discipline.
...
Early the next morning, the thin mist of early autumn had not yet dispersed.
Most of the freshmen were still half-asleep as they shuffled toward the cafeteria, preparing to deal with today's military training rehearsal.
However, the bulletin board in front of the administration building had already exploded into an uproar.
A bright red notice was prominently pasted in the most conspicuous spot, its ink seemingly still exuding a fresh, chilling aura.
[Decision on Expelling Lin XX from the Clinical Medicine Department of the Medical School]
The notice was concise and to the point.
It listed a series of violations by Lin XX, including using the internet to maliciously fabricate facts, defame a classmate, and disrupt public order.
The severity of its wording and the swiftness of the punishment were unprecedented since the founding of Qinglin University.
"Holy crap?! Expelled?!"
A suppressed gasp erupted from the crowd, and everyone's sleepiness vanished instantly.
"This is too ruthless... She was only taken away yesterday evening, and her enrollment is gone this morning? They didn't even give her a chance for academic probation?"
"Is this the consequence of messing with someone untouchable?"
A bespectacled boy pushed up his frames, looking at the glaring red seal on the notice, and felt a chill run down his spine.
"Don't you guys see it yet? This isn't a punishment, this is a clearing of the field."
"That student Gu who drives the Audi A6 is using this method to tell everyone—"
"The price for messing with him is getting your account deleted and having to start your life over."
The originally noisy morning, because of this notice in black ink on red paper, inexplicably gained a hint of a grim and deadly atmosphere.
...
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.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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."
