After school, on his way home, Lin Mo walked along the road. "Sister Chu is going on a business trip for a few days. Can you ask Auntie Zheng if Chu Miaomiao can stay with you?"
Xie Yuling turned her head to look at Lin Mo upon hearing this.
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"Because I'm closer."
A perfectly reasonable answer.
Xie Yuling thought for a moment before casually asking, "What if my mom says no?"
Lin Mo shrugged. "Then I’ll have to stay at Chu Miaomiao’s place for the time being and escort her to and from school every day."
At this, Xie Yuling’s footsteps faltered.
With Fang Jun absent today, Xie Yuling was more relaxed than usual.
Without hesitation, she elbowed Lin Mo lightly and then said calmly, "My mom will definitely agree. Miaomiao is so cute and well-behaved, after all."
"Alright, talk to her tonight and let me know once it’s settled."
Lin Mo naturally didn’t want the final say—he didn’t want to be blamed if things went wrong.
It might also strain Xie Yuling and Chu Miaomiao’s relationship.
Back home, Xie Yuling finished washing up and lay down on her bed.
She had already discussed it with her mom earlier, and her mother was more than happy to have Chu Miaomiao stay over for a few days.
Of course, her mom didn’t know that if she refused, Lin Mo would end up staying at Chu Miaomiao’s place instead.
Xie Yuling didn’t want that.
She picked up her phone, about to ask Chu Miaomiao about the arrangements, only to find that Chu Miaomiao had already sent a message earlier.
"Yuling, my mom’s going on a business trip for a few days. Can I stay at your place? I’ll pay for my meals."
Too polite.
"What meals? Just come over. My bed is big and soft, (^▽^)"
"But will Auntie be okay with it? I don’t want to intrude."
"I already asked my mom. She likes you a lot and would love to have you stay with us."
Once the two settled the matter, they started discussing how many days she’d stay, what to bring, and what wasn’t necessary.
They chatted late into the night, like kids excited for a spring outing.
The result? The next morning, Xie Yuling showed up with half-dark circles under her eyes when she met Lin Mo downstairs.
"Did you go thieving last night?"
"Of course not. I stayed up too late talking to Miaomiao and didn’t get enough sleep."
As she spoke, Xie Yuling yawned.
Seeing her exhausted state, Lin Mo flicked his finger lightly.
A wisp of spiritual energy flowed into Xie Yuling’s body, dispelling her fatigue.
Over time, she’d no longer feel tired.
......
Two days later, Chu Miaomiao arrived at school dragging a suitcase behind her.
Lin Mo stared at the luggage and couldn’t help but ask, "Why did you bring a suitcase to school?"
Chu Miaomiao answered matter-of-factly, "I’m staying at Yuling’s place tonight, so of course I need to bring stuff."
"Then why didn’t you just drop the suitcase off at Xie Yuling’s place last night and go straight home with her today?"
Chu Miaomiao froze.
"Huh? That was an option?"
Great, this silly girl hadn’t thought of that.
"Did Xie Yuling tell you to bring it this morning?"
Chu Miaomiao nodded blankly.
Alright, two silly girls.
Lin Mo returned to his seat, and Jiang Yunlu turned to look at him.
"Why did Chu Miaomiao bring a suitcase?"
Lin Mo glanced at Jiang Yunlu’s probing expression and grinned.
"She’s staying at my place."
Jiang Yunlu froze, her words stumbling.
"S-staying at your place?"
Seeing her nearly short-circuit, Lin Mo took pity and decided not to tease her further.
"Yeah, in my building. She’s staying with Xie Yuling—after all, Xie Yuling’s the little landlady."
The title "little landlady" was well-known in Class 8, thanks to Fang Jun’s enthusiastic promotion.
Hearing that she was staying with Xie Yuling, Jiang Yunlu’s tense heart slowly relaxed.
But she also felt a bit helpless.
Lin Mo walked home with Xie Yuling every day, and now Chu Miaomiao was joining them.
But on second thought, having Chu Miaomiao around Xie Yuling might not be a bad thing for her.
Lin Mo didn’t bother dwelling on Jiang Yunlu’s overthinking.
But the next moment—
"By the way, do you want to watch a movie together on Saturday? Li Shaoan’s Life of Pi?"
"Sure, let’s go."
Lin Mo had never watched it before—he’d only learned about it through reviews later.
He thought the film had some depth to it, so he agreed without hesitation.
Jiang Yunlu then turned to Wang Qin. "You’re coming too, right?"
"Of course! Finally, an invite for me. I wouldn’t miss it."
Wang Qin grinned at Jiang Yunlu.
Jiang Yunlu stuck out her tongue, slightly embarrassed.
Wang Qin, of course, knew exactly what Jiang Yunlu was thinking. She leaned in and whispered, "Don’t want me there?"
Jiang Yunlu’s face flushed instantly.
"That’s not it! I think you should come."
"I bet the little landlady and the little neighbor will be there too. If I don’t go, who’ll back you up?"
As Jiang Yunlu’s strategist, Wang Qin could see that her friend was caught in a whirlpool—either rise above it or sink deeper.
But the odds of rising weren’t high.
Especially after what had happened to Lin Mo recently.
Though the rumors had been quashed, Lin Mo had made it clear—he wouldn’t date anyone in high school.
So Wang Qin had warned Jiang Yunlu: Lin Mo’s going to string you along for three years. Or rather, he’s stringing everyone along for three years.
......
"So, you’re planning to string everyone along for three years?"
Lin Mo shook his head.
"Of course not. Do you think people are fish? Between strangers, relationships form easiest."
Fang Jun, sitting beside Lin Mo on the rooftop, blinked in confusion.
"Huh? Why?"
"Because when you don’t know someone, curiosity drives attraction—it’s reckless affection.
That’s why childhood friends often lose to sudden new encounters.
Once you’re familiar, you know their strengths and flaws. The novelty fades, and if you still get together, it’s about endurance—because you’re tolerating not just their good sides, but their bad ones too."
Lin Mo spread his hands.
"Maybe I’ve shown a lot of good traits, but I know my flaws too. They like me because I’m strong, because I’m smart—but what if those things stop being strengths?"
At this moment, Lin Mo wasn’t thinking of himself as a cultivator.
He was just the same person he’d been before—back when no one had liked him.
This was a hurdle in his heart.
Of the three girls closest to him now, Chu Miaomiao depended on him the most.
If anyone would still be around in three years, it’d probably be her.
As for Jiang Yunlu—a prodigy, a star. He wouldn’t be surprised if she gave up on him at any point.
And then there was Xie Yuling.
The little landlady had her own advantages and momentum. Right now, she was the furthest ahead in "conquering" Lin Mo.
Lin Mo looked up at the sky.
"Bro, I want to be a harem king."
"Bro, you’re already on the path to destruction."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
