Lu Yun stood by the roadside, watching the sports car gradually disappear into the distance, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss.
"What's wrong with me? Why do I feel this uncomfortable now that he's gone?"
"No way, no way. We just met—how could I possibly feel that way already? No, no, Lu Yun, you can't be like this. Get back to work!"
She muttered to herself, her cheeks flushing red once more...
Su Yang was in high spirits after successfully adding Lu Yun on WeChat.
Truth be told, even if Lu Yun hadn’t taken the initiative to ask for his contact, he would have gone back to get hers.
He had just wanted to test whether Lu Yun would come ask him herself. Just when he thought she wouldn’t, she proved him wrong at the last moment—his gamble had paid off.
[Ding! Detected that Lu Yun’s favorability toward the host has increased to 45 (Familiarity). Reward: IWC Portugieser Perpetual Calendar watch, valued at ¥345,000.]
[Additional reward: Golden Divine Body skill. Host’s physical constitution upgraded to 75.]
[Ding! Detected that the host is in high spirits after reconnecting with an old classmate. Reward: Cash ¥10,000.]
As the system’s notifications rang out one after another, Su Yang’s grin stretched from ear to ear.
It wasn’t the ¥300,000+ watch that thrilled him—it was the Golden Divine Body skill. Just the name alone sounded ridiculously overpowered.
—System, you’re way too considerate. I could cry from happiness.
—Can you give me a detailed breakdown of this skill?
[Golden Divine Body: This skill enhances the host’s internal organs, including but not limited to: improving physical condition, cardiovascular capacity, etc. Specific effects can be explored by the host.]
—That’s insane!!
Hearing this, Su Yang smirked.
He had some minor health issues—something that had bothered him for years, second only to his financial struggles.
Back in college, he’d had a girlfriend who once looked down on him because of these problems.
So now, obtaining this skill filled him with indescribable joy. Strengthening his internal organs meant his entire body would be upgraded from the inside out.
For Su Yang, this was like a fish finding water, a bird returning to the forest, a tiger growing wings!
In that moment, he felt truly whole for the first time. The small gap in his confidence had finally been filled.
—System, I freaking love you!!
—I was actually thinking of visiting a traditional Chinese doctor someday. But who would’ve thought? You came through for me!
—The heavy weight that’s been pressing on my heart for years is finally lifted!
Su Yang walked back to his rented apartment, his face beaming with happiness.
"Golden Divine Body? This is even more OP than the ‘Golden Saint Body’ from those web novels. A god-tier skill, for real!"
"Hahaha." He sprawled on the couch, grinning from ear to ear.
Pulling out his phone, he opened Douyin, ready to scroll through some videos.
The first thing he saw was a live stream featuring a stunning, short-haired beauty in a beige bodycon dress, swaying her hips seductively.
She had a tissue tucked into her cleavage, black thigh-high stockings, and a cat-ear headband—a mix of sexy and cute.
After watching for two seconds, Su Yang realized this was a streamer he followed: Snowy Kitten. Smirking, he tapped into the livestream.
The viewer count was under fifty—after all, Douyin was flooded with pretty faces.
Gaining traction wasn’t easy just by dancing. Luck, looks, and streaming style all played a role.
But Su Yang didn’t care. As long as she was attractive, popularity didn’t matter.
Snowy Kitten leaned closer to the screen, covering her chest with one hand as she read the comments.
"Thank you ‘Can’t Cry’ bro for the sunglasses! Love you, babe!"
"Thanks ‘Old Six’ for the beer!"
"Appreciate the support, fam! Don’t forget to smash that like button!"
Su Yang watched, his lips curling into a smirk without him realizing.
Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he quickly asked the system in his mind.
—System, can you scan people from the internet?
[Yes. As long as they exist in reality, scanning is possible.]
—Seriously? But these streamers use makeup and filters. Won’t that mess with the results?
[No. The system’s scanning function analyzes multiple real data points. Cosmetics and effects do not affect accuracy.]
—Damn! You’re the best. Then scan this ‘Snowy Kitten’ or whatever.
[Ding. Scanning target detected.]
[Zhao Qi, Age: 19]
[Height: 160cm]
[Weight: 55kg]
[Appearance: 69]
[Figure: 78]
[Relationships: 3, currently in a relationship.]
—What?! Only 69?!
—She looks like a 90! The internet really is full of lies. With makeup and filters, anyone can be a beauty.
—Not interested. Unfollow!
Without hesitation, Su Yang unfollowed her and swiped to the next streamer.
Over the next ten minutes, he scanned over a dozen streamers, but none scored above 85. Just as he was starting to lose interest, his finger paused on a slightly curvy girl.
On screen, she had wavy brown hair cascading down her back, sitting directly facing the camera.
Her face was round, with large eyes and a small mouth.
She wore a fitted pink crop top that accentuated her chest, paired with tight blue jeans.
Her complexion was flawless—peachy and dewy, as if her skin could be pierced with a touch.
Su Yang’s eyes lit up. He tapped her profile: username "Yiyizi."
—System, scan!
[Lin Yiyi, Age: 22]
[Height: 165cm]
[Weight: 57kg]
[Appearance: 88]
[Figure: 95]
[Relationships: 0, single.]
—Holy hell, she’s incredible.
[Lin Yiyi meets binding criteria. Proceed with binding?]
—No time like the present. Bind!
[Ding. Binding successful. Lin Yiyi’s favorability toward host: 0 (Stranger).]
Looking back at the screen, Lin Yiyi had stood up, switching to a new song—a bass-heavy track—before starting to dance.
Su Yang gulped as he watched. "That figure is unbeatable!"
"Thank you ‘Little Train’ bro for the hearts!"
"Everyone, don’t forget to like!"
"If you enjoy Yiyi’s content, join the fan club!"
Su Yang checked the viewer count—only about thirty or forty, similar to Snowy Kitten’s stream.
He glanced at her profile and noticed her IP location: Haicheng.
Without hesitation, he hit follow, then opened the gift menu to make his first move.
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
