Meanwhile, inside Villa No. 1 of Tianxiang Riverside, a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing white loungewear was leaning back in a chair in the tearoom, deep in thought.
The man had a square face, his hair slicked back. He had a full forehead, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a high-bridged nose.
Despite his age, he didn't look old at all. He had the vibe of those ageless male idols in the entertainment industry, with an excellent temperament and still looking very handsome.
However, despite his handsome appearance, a trace of haggardness and sorrow was revealed between his brows.
Just then, a knock sounded on the half-closed door of the tearoom.
Knock, knock, knock.
Hearing the sound, the man didn't move an inch and simply said, "Come in."
The door opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked in. He said with a hint of respect, "President Zhuang, Xiao Qin at the gate just said that a young man named Su Yang came looking for Miss Mengli."
"Su Yang?" The man addressed as President Zhuang repeated, looking out the window. He said flatly, "Probably just another one of her suitors. Just send him away."
"I've already told Xiao Qin."
"Mhm. By the way, Old Liu, when is Elder Guan arriving?" President Zhuang swiveled his chair around to look at Old Liu.
Old Liu spoke up, "I asked five minutes ago; they are already on the way. They should be here in about ten minutes. Miss Mengli is with Elder Guan."
"That's good. You can go out first. Call me when they arrive. I'll rest for a bit."
"Understood, President Zhuang." Old Liu agreed, turned around, and walked out of the tearoom, closing the door behind him.
...
At the entrance of the Tianxiang Riverside villa area.
Su Yang looked at the security guard in front of him, stunned. "You don't know me? Oh, the butler answered the phone, right? Then it's normal that they don't know me. Is Zhuang Mengli not at home?"
"It's not convenient for me to ask about that. So I'm sorry, Mr. Su, but we can't let visitors into the community without the owner's permission."
"Damn it, she asked me to come but didn't even inform her family's butler." Su Yang tilted his head and looked into the villa area. "Is there no other way?"
"If you can contact the owner of Building No. 1, we can let you in once we confirm."
"If I could contact her, I wouldn't be saying all this."
"Damn it, hey, I still can't get in. What should I do now?"
"Mr. Su, if you don't need any more help, I'll just..."
"Oh, okay. Let me think for a bit. You don't have to worry about me."
"Alright." The security guard turned around, walked into the booth, and stood at his post.
Su Yang took out a cigarette and lit it. "Should I just climb over? I'm already here; I can't just leave without even seeing her, right?"
"But this kind of neighborhood has cameras everywhere. It'd be stupid if I get mistaken for a thief. Sigh, these people from big families are so troublesome. They don't even answer the phone themselves and let the butler do it. Bullshit."
Su Yang paced back and forth in front of the main gate, looking speechless. Although he could just walk away, if he left, Zhuang Mengli might come looking for him again after a while.
But he couldn't get in right now. What was he supposed to do?
"I'll go ask again after finishing this cigarette. If it really doesn't work, I'll just leave. To hell with it!"
Two minutes later, Su Yang stubbed out his cigarette butt and threw it into a trash can by the road. Then, he walked toward the security booth again.
"Handsome, please do me a favor and call them again to ask. Their butler doesn't know me; only Zhuang Mengli does. Tell them that Zhuang Mengli asked me to come."
Su Yang shouted, looking at the security guard.
This security guard was actually Xiao Qin, whom Old Liu had mentioned earlier. He walked out, looking a bit troubled, and said, "Mr. Su, it's really not that I don't want to help you contact them. It's mainly because the butler of Building No. 1 just said he doesn't know you and told me to ask you to leave and stop calling. So it's not really appropriate for me to bother them again."
"How about you make the call and let me talk?" Su Yang smiled.
"That's definitely not allowed."
'Damn it, why is he so inflexible?'
As they were talking, a black Rolls-Royce Ghost drove over from the street in the distance.
The car quickly drove to the entrance of the villa area and stopped. Seeing this, the security guard in the other booth immediately walked out.
Su Yang also turned his head to look, but the windows were rolled up, so he couldn't see the people sitting inside.
He thought it was just some owner returning home, so he didn't look any further.
However, just as he turned his head back, the rear window of the Ghost rolled down, revealing a girl wearing a mask inside the car. The girl stared straight at Su Yang not far away.
Su Yang, who was talking to Xiao Qin, felt someone looking at him from his right side. He turned his head, and his gaze immediately met the girl's in the car.
Before he could react, the car door opened.
He saw the girl get out of the car and walk straight toward him.
Su Yang sized up the approaching girl. Although she was wearing a mask, just by looking at her eyes, he could be absolutely sure that she was a top-tier beauty.
And it wasn't just her eyes that were pretty; her figure was also extremely stunning. She had a short torso and long legs, and she was very well-endowed in the chest.
Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, and she was wearing a cute off-the-shoulder pink dress. The hemline reached her knees, exposing her two fair calves, and she wore a pair of white sneakers on her feet.
The girl was also quite tall, about 175 centimeters. This kind of height was considered very tall among girls.
But for some reason, she was wearing a white cooling sleeve on her right arm.
As he was looking, Su Yang suddenly thought of something: 'Fuck?! This height? And the cooling sleeve on her arm? Could this person be Zhuang Mengli? Is her cooling sleeve meant to cover her pitch-black forearm?'
Just as he finished this thought, the other party had already walked up to him. "You're here."
Hearing this familiar voice, Su Yang immediately confirmed her identity.
He shook his head somewhat helplessly and looked at Zhuang Mengli. "It really is you. I say, since you asked me to come, why didn't you tell your family's butler? You made me stand at the gate for ages without being able to get in."
"Butler? Oh, oh, I know. You mean Uncle Liu, right?"
"Uncle Liu or Uncle Wang, I don't know them."
"Sorry about that. I don't usually live here, so I didn't have time to notify my family."
Su Yang sighed. He looked Zhuang Mengli up and down, and finally, his gaze landed on her chest as he said, "Alright then. But honestly, you look much more pleasing to the eye without wearing a black robe, and your figure is quite sexy too..."
Hearing this, Zhuang Mengli reached out to cover her chest and glared at Su Yang. "You old pervert!!"
"Hey? Wasn't I just praising your good figure?"
"I don't need it. I know very well whether it's good or not."
"Okay, okay, okay. Anyway, don't wear that big black robe of yours anymore. So what now? Do you still want me to go in?"
"Yes, you have to go. Let's go, we'll take the car in together."
Su Yang tilted his head and glanced at the Ghost in front of them. "Your car?"
"No. Ugh, just don't worry about it. Hurry up, it's quite urgent."
"Urgent? Then let's go." The two chatted for a few sentences, but no key information came out.
But since he had already seen Zhuang Mengli in person, he would find out sooner or later. He wasn't in a hurry either, and followed Zhuang Mengli to the car.
"You sit in the passenger seat," Zhuang Mengli said, looking at Su Yang.
"Alright. By the way, why are you still wearing a mask? Are you really that reluctant to show your face?"
Zhuang Mengli rolled her eyes at Su Yang. "I have my reasons. I can't show my face right now. Just get in the car and stop dawdling."
"Alright, alright," Su Yang replied. He walked around to the passenger side, pulled the door open, and got in.
As soon as he settled into the seat, he noticed the driver was a woman in her thirties, and she was actually quite pretty.
In the back seat, besides Zhuang Mengli, sat an old man with his eyes closed. He was dressed in a long gray robe and sported a white goatee.

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?"

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.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)

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?"