In the abandoned park, the chirping of cicadas was scattered and faint.
Xu Mingyao knelt on the stone path covered with a layer of fallen leaves. With her head bowed, her calm voice hid a barely noticeable tremble.
"Lin Yu."
"I'm sorry."
"I know I was wrong."
"I shouldn't have provoked you."
"I shouldn't have done those terrible things to you."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm truly sorry."
"I really know I was wrong."
"Will you let me go?"
"I have nothing left now."
"I will never be a threat to you again."
"Lin Yu."
"I'm begging you."
"Please, let me go."
"She is all I have left now."
"Can you please leave her to me?"
Xu Mingyao's increasingly unsteady voice slowly echoed through the silent, deserted park.
Lin Yu stood before her, unable to recover from Xu Mingyao's extremely abnormal behavior for a moment.
On the other hand, Lin Yu's silence made Xu Mingyao think he was unwilling to let things end like this.
Xu Mingyao became agitated.
She completely stripped off her last layer of decency, tossing calmness and dignity aside.
She shuffled forward two steps on her knees, shortening the distance between her and Lin Yu.
She raised her face and reached out to grab the hem of Lin Yu's shirt.
Under the dim light of the streetlamp, her eyes were red. With a somewhat neurotic and agitated tone, she said:
"Lin Yu."
"I know."
"You forced Tao Yaoyao to do all these things."
"Didn't you?"
"You did all this."
"Just to get back at me, right?"
"Just to see me in this state?"
"I'm kneeling before you now."
"Apologizing to you."
"Please forgive me."
"Or..."
"Or what else do you want me to do?"
"I'll do anything!"
"Stop going after Tao Yaoyao."
"Come at me instead, okay?"
"I'm begging you."
"Lin Yu."
"I'm begging you."
Saying this, Xu Mingyao could no longer control her agitated emotions. Her exhausted hands tightly gripped the hem of Lin Yu's shirt.
Pea-sized tears squeezed out of her eyes, rolling down her cheeks one by one.
It wasn't until this moment, amidst Xu Mingyao's broken sobs, that Lin Yu finally snapped out of his daze.
Looking at Xu Mingyao, kneeling on the ground like a dog, humbly begging him to spare her.
Lin Yu remained silent.
It seemed...
...like something wasn't quite right.
Looking at Xu Mingyao, who had humbled herself into the dirt.
Lin Yu knew that this was the best time for his revenge, the best time to humiliate Xu Mingyao.
He could tell her a few things.
Like how, in the very beginning, Tao Yaoyao had firmly rejected this job that required her body as the price.
But later, because she had to support someone, she was forced to swallow her pride and accept it.
He could tell her.
How resistant Tao Yaoyao was the first time, and how proactive she was this afternoon.
He could tell her.
That Tao Yaoyao's initial attitude towards this kind of thing was to avoid it at all costs.
Yet a month ago, under his deliberate cold shoulder, she couldn't bear the loneliness and offered herself to him.
He could tell her.
The unbearable, self-degrading things Tao Yaoyao said in bed under his deliberate seduction and coercion.
He could also share a few things with her.
Share some of Tao Yaoyao's sweet spots and breaking points that she might never have known in her life if it weren't for him.
Lin Yu had many things he could tell Xu Mingyao.
He was even confident he could destroy the sanity she had so painstakingly built up.
Make her pull out that knife, the one he wasn't sure she had thrown away or not.
And do the most extreme thing she could possibly do.
Lin Yu had even thought out what would happen after that.
He wouldn't kill her.
That would be too boring.
He could tie her up and cover her mouth.
Hide her in the hotel wardrobe.
Let her see with her own eyes what a wanton look Tao Yaoyao had when she wasn't around.
Let her hear with her own ears the lowly titles Tao Yaoyao used to address herself in front of him.
There were still many, many things he could do after that.
As the former moderator of the Pure Love Forum.
Just like the leader of the Five Great Mountains in the orthodox martial arts world.
Towards the methods of those in the demonic path.
While Lin Yu abhorred them deeply, he was also all too familiar with them.
But, but...
...
It, it seemed like something wasn't quite right.
Lin Yu stared blankly at Xu Mingyao kneeling before him.
Then he slowly raised his gaze, his eyes drifting aimlessly through this abandoned, deserted park.
No.
Lin Yu faintly felt that something was wrong.
But what exactly was wrong?
Lin Yu couldn't say for sure.
Looking around in confusion, Lin Yu felt as if there was a hidden gaze in this silent, deserted abandoned park.
That gaze seemed to be everywhere.
It was angry.
It was full of hatred.
It seemed to be hiding beneath some invisible, blurry shadow, staring intently right here.
The resentful eyes looked as if they couldn't wait to rush out and tear him to pieces.
Lin Yu stood frozen in place, numb.
He only felt that all of this seemed somewhat familiar.
Feeling that seemingly omnipresent, resentful gaze.
Lin Yu suddenly understood.
It was wrong!
It was wrong!
The position was wrong!
Right.
Right!
The position was wrong.
That was it, the position was wrong!
A flash of excitement at finding the answer crossed Lin Yu's eyes, but the confusion in them didn't dissipate; instead, it became even thicker and lingered.
He... he felt like he shouldn't be standing here.
Confusion welled up like a mist in Lin Yu's dark eyes, making him seem even more lost as he stood alone in the woods.
Suddenly, Lin Yu realized something.
He felt like he shouldn't be standing in front of this pitiful person kneeling on the ground, who had given up all her dignity and bottom lines for the one she loved.
His... his place should be within the dense, dark woods before him.
He should be that invisible, angry gaze.
He had always been standing there before...
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?!
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."
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!
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?"
