Zhao Siqi brought two people to Tang Xiaoyu.
Tang Xiaoyu greeted calmly: "Fellow Daoist, long time no see, I hope you are well."
Zhao Siqi laughed: "I'm doing fine, but you have changed a lot. Why did you give up being a sect leader and come here to be a charlatan?"
Tang Xiaoyu was still calm: "Whether a sect leader or a charlatan, it's just an identity. I'm just an ordinary person walking on the path."
"Fellow Daoist, please come inside the hall for a cup of clear tea," he gestured politely.
Zhao Siqi did not move, looking at him curiously: "This isn't like you. You weren't like this before."
"Yes, I've changed, but it wasn't my intention."
Tang Xiaoyu gestured again: "Fellow Daoist, please."
This time, Zhao Siqi did not refuse and followed Tang Xiaoyu into the hall.
"Whose statue is this? Did you just make it up to fool people?"
Tang Xiaoyu said solemnly: "The sages should not be insulted. Please take back what you just said."
Zhao Siqi laughed: "Why should I take it back? What can you do about it?"
Tang Xiaoyu said lightly: "Then the Qingshan Daoist Temple does not welcome you. Please leave."
Zhao Siqi laughed louder: "Haha... Everywhere you are is our Yinming Sect's territory. It's you who should leave!"
Tang Xiaoyu was not angry and said lightly: "Our Daoist temple has been registered with the government and is not under your sect's jurisdiction."
Now Zhao Siqi wanted to argue with Tang Xiaoyu: "Whoever has the harder fist makes the rules. You understand that."
Tang Xiaoyu blurted out some inexplicable words: "Why do you cultivators always look down upon the masses from the high ground? Why don't you allow dissenting voices? Why do you always target me?"
"What are you cultivating into immortals? What heaven are you defying?"
"The Buddhist door hides under the guise of saving all beings, deceiving people's kindness everywhere, but you turn a deaf ear. I'm just eliminating harm for the people, yet you make things difficult for me in every way."
"Why should I cater to your wishes and listen to your commands?"
Tang Xiaoyu spoke calmly without a trace of anger, but his words were full of anger.
"My friends, I'm very busy today, so please leave!"
Zhao Siqi apologized: "Tang Xiaoyu, I was just joking with you. Don't be like this."
Tang Xiaoyu said lightly: "We are just people on two different paths. No need for too much explanation."
Tang Xiaoyu bowed: "Life-saving grace, I shall never forget. I will repay you with my life if I have a chance."
"Do as you wish."
Then he went back to his chores, while Zhao Siqi did not mean to leave but watched Tang Xiaoyu work.
The busy Tang Xiaoyu was chatting with everyone, joking and acting to make people laugh loudly. From time to time, people asked him to sing a few lines, which Tang Xiaoyu never refused.
He used to trample his dignity to sing for others to make a living. But now it's because he likes singing and sings for those who want to listen.
"Maybe this is his true self. But what has he experienced to make such a person once choose to give up his life?" Zhao Siqi could not figure it out.
Why would someone change so drastically, so extremely?
"He has changed, but it wasn't his intention. I have also changed, but I'm following my heart. Maybe that's the difference between us."
While Zhao Siqi was lost in thought, someone shouted: "Master Tang, sing us a romantic song. We love listening to those!"
Everyone else also smiled wickedly: "Master Tang, sing us one!"
Tang Xiaoyu joked: "With those wicked smiles, you just want to laugh at me!"
"But you've miscalculated. Back in White Tiger City, I was known as the Prince of Love Songs."
The kids shouted: "Uncle Tang is bragging. Uncle Tang is bragging."
Tang Xiaoyu rolled up his sleeve: "People always doubt my singing skills. The powerful will always be doubted. If I don't show my true skills today, you won't know the ceiling of the singing world!"
"Today I will sing you all 'Seeing Her Off When She's Getting Married'."
"On the hill before your house."
"Wildflowers have blossomed again."
"How I wish to pick one to place in your black hair."
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"I said on the day you get married."
"Just let me see you off."
"You nod without a word."
"Tears flow down your cheeks."
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"The one who should be welcoming the bride."
"Has become the stupid one seeing her off."
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What a sad story it was. Everyone felt so sorry for Tang Xiaoyu and many shed tears.
There was no applause or cheers. Tang Xiaoyu wondered:
【Is there something wrong with my throat recently? Why is no one reacting?】
A little girl ran over to wipe Tang Xiaoyu's tearless eyes.
"Uncle Tang, don't be sad. When I grow up, I will marry you."
Tang Xiaoyu was puzzled. What's the situation?
"Master Tang, don't think too much. When I go back, I will introduce you to some water spirit girls."
Tang Xiaoyu asked in bewilderment: "Have you misunderstood something? The person in the song is not me."
"Master Tang, no need to explain. We understand."
"Oh Master Tang is such a good man! Is that girl blind?"
Tang Xiaoyu did not explain further. It was impossible to clarify the misunderstanding.
Zhao Siqi murmured: "So Tang Xiaoyu has such a past. How heartbroken he must have been!"
Her apprentice sister also said: "Senior Sister Zhao, let's not make things difficult for him. Look how pitiful he is!"
"Yes, Senior Sister Zhao, let's allow him to have his Daoist temple here!"
Zhao Siqi nodded: "Let's go back! I didn't expect he had such a pitiful past."
The news spread through Qingshan Town like a rocket.
"Have you heard? Master Tang became a monk because his bride left him."
"I knew it already. And I even know he saw her off personally."
Another added: "I heard they were childhood sweethearts since little. That girl married someone else for money."
"Oh, poor Master Tang!"
"I know right!"
When Tang Xiaoyu learned about all this, things had already gone beyond repair.
"I'm not upset, I'm not upset. Monks don't care about rumors."
"The Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name." Tang Xiaoyu started reciting the Daode Jing to calm himself down internally.
But before Tang Xiaoyu could fully calm down, the official from the government who helped him register the Daoist temple came.
Seeing Tang Xiaoyu, the first sentence she said was: "Master Tang, please accept my condolences."
Tang Xiaoyu almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but still smiled: "Laywoman, no..."
"Good lady, you jest."
"I'm not joking, I'm serious."
"You are joking."
"I'm not."
"You are."
Tang Xiaoyu could no longer hold it in: "No one died in my family. What condolences?"
The official lady then realized: "I'm so sorry, Master Tang, that was a slip of my tongue."
Tang Xiaoyu was calm again: "No problem. Just be more careful next time."
"Master Tang is magnanimous."

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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?"

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!