This single strike silenced the entire hall.
Mo Shisan stared, dumbfounded, at Mo Yu lying on the ground, out cold, his face a mask of utter confusion.
Bro, what?
Didn’t we agree to play to her preferences?
Just a moment ago, he was going on about how the world is all about profit, and the next second, he gets launched into the air.
Can this get any more ridiculous?
Even as these thoughts raced through his mind, Mo Shisan quickly crouched down, frantically shaking the fallen Mo Yu, asking with concern, "Young Master Mo? Young Master Mo? You still alive down there?"
"Don’t... don’t move..."
Mo Yu gritted out from the ground, struggling to speak. "It’s broken... my back is broken..."
Damn, she really is the Dragon Girl, no question.
Her physical strength was terrifying beyond belief—one punch, and his battle-hardened body was wrecked like this. That legendary physique, said to rival immortals at full power, wasn’t just for show.
"Your back is broken?"
Mo Shisan blinked, then immediately pressed his hand against Mo Yu’s lower back, asking as he probed, "Is it broken right here?"
"AHH!"
The pain nearly made Mo Yu bite straight through his teeth.
His jaw clenched tight, cold sweat beading on his forehead, he snarled, "Stop messing around, you idiot! Just give me the pill!"
"Pill? Right, right, the pill."
Mo Shisan snapped back to his senses, fumbled a small porcelain bottle from his robes, popped the stopper, and shoved a brown medicinal pill into Mo Yu’s mouth.
The effect was immediate.
A warm current rose from Mo Yu’s abdomen, spreading through every limb and bone, leaving his whole body bathed in warmth.
That was the one good thing about cultivation.
No matter how severe the injury, one pill and you’re back on your feet.
Still hurt like hell, though.
He struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared darkly at Ao Xue, his voice cold. "Miss Ao, I came to you in good faith to form an alliance, and this is how you treat your guest?"
Ao Xue was still holding her striking pose.
She raised her flawless pale chin, her right hand clutching the three milky-white pills she had just snatched from mid-air, and scoffed disdainfully: "I absolutely despise people trying to sweet-talk me with candy-like trinkets. Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"
With that, her five fingers clenched.
The pills crumbled into fine powder, sifting through her fingers and drifting to the floor.
Mo Yu’s pupils contracted at the sight.
What the hell?
The intel was bogus?
Wasn’t she supposed to love these little sugar pills? Why the complete opposite reaction?
He stood there, his mind racing.
Which left only one possibility—
"Screw you, System, you conned me again!" he cursed internally, though his face betrayed nothing.
As they say, the truly great aren’t bogged down by trivial details.
So the plan backfired a bit?
I can take it.
Mo Yu silently swore to himself: once he formed the alliance with Ao Xue, used the old Dragon King to kill the male lead, gathered all the fortune, and restored his little bird to its former glory, he would make this arrogant Dragon Girl pay for her attitude!
For now, patience.
After all, this was the Ten Thousand Beasts City—the domain of the beast clans.
With that thought, Mo Yu settled his mind.
He raised his head, a perfectly measured smile spreading across his face. "Ah, my apologies. I didn’t realize you weren’t the type to enjoy..."
Before he could finish, Mo Shisan suddenly moved.
He yanked his hand up, and then—
SMACK!
A crisp, ringing slap echoed through the entire room.
Mo Yu’s words died in his throat. He stared blankly at Mo Shisan’s hand hovering mid-air, his mind completely wiped clean.
Bro, what?
I’m in the middle of negotiating here, and you pull that?!
Are you trying to sabotage me?!
Ao Xue was just as stunned by the slap, her head turned to the side, a bright red palm print slowly blooming on her cheek.
She had never expected Mo Shisan to strike.
"You... you hit ME?"
She clutched her throbbing cheek, staring at Mo Shisan’s utterly expressionless face with eyes full of shock, bewilderment, and a flicker of confusion.
"You dare to hit ME?"
"Do you have any idea who you’re standing in front of? I’m the daughter of the Beast King! Even my own father has never dared to slap me..."
SMACK!
Before she could finish, Mo Shisan, still stone-faced, delivered another slap.
This one struck dead on her other cheek, snapping her head to the opposite side, her previously fair face now swelling grotesquely.
Ao Xue was completely stunned.
With both hands pressed to her cheeks, she stared blankly at Mo Shisan before her, her mind stuck in a loop of one question:
How dare he?
How dare he?!
Even Mo Yu was stunned, not just Ao Xue.
Watching Mo Shisan land one slap after another, leaving angry red marks across her face, he looked on with the kind of reverence usually reserved for witnessing something legendary.
Has he always been this fearless?
"Hmph!"
Having struck twice in a row, Mo Shisan let out a cold snort, clasped his hands behind his back, and stared frigidly at Ao Xue before him, his voice like ice: "I never wanted to raise a hand, but you forced my hand with your utter lack of decency."
"Our Young Master Mo offering you an alliance is doing you an honor!"
"Not only do you fail to appreciate it, but you attack the one who came in peace and waste his goodwill!"
"A little beast clan dares to act so arrogant! Who gave you the right?"
"Remember this: in the presence of my Mo family, under Young Master Mo himself, a dragon must coil, and a tiger must crouch!"
Mo Shisan punctuated each phrase, his tone sharp with rebuke.
For two full seconds, the room was silent.
Ao Xue stared at Mo Shisan, her pupils trembling. The familiar tone, the scolding phrasing, even the exact energy of it...
It moved her to speechlessness.
"I... I’m sorry... I won’t do it again..."
She lowered her head and answered, almost on instinct.
Beside her, Mo Yu stood frozen, his expression cycling through a dozen different emotions.
I don’t understand, but I am deeply impressed.
Ao Xue froze too, as if shocked she had actually said those words.
But the next moment, a deeper rage boiled up within her!
A proud Dragon Girl, bowing to some fleeting memory and spouting such gutless words in front of outsiders?!
She snapped her head up, her draconic pupils blazing like contained suns.
"You SEEK..."
But before the last syllable left her lips, her eyes locked with Mo Shisan’s utterly indifferent gaze.
All momentum abruptly died.
A soul-deep terror washed over her, instant and absolute.
Almost by pure reflex, Ao Xue whipped around and set her sights on Mo Yu, who was standing off to the side watching the drama unfold. Her tail flicked behind her, two coral-like horns began to sprout from her forehead, fangs bared in a grotesque snarl.
"YOU BASTARD! READY TO DIE?!"
Blinking blankly at the fury radiating from Ao Xue, Mo Yu had no idea what was happening.
What... what did I do?
He’s the one who hit you, not me! Why take it out on ME?!
Before he could even react—
BOOM!
A sound of concrete shattering filled the air. Ao Xue’s form vanished in an instant, reappearing directly in front of Mo Yu. Her right hand had transformed into a dragon claw, swinging with full force, carrying a gust of wind as she put every ounce of her strength behind a single punch.
THUD!
He barely had time to blink before he was once again sent flying across the room, tracing an elegant arc through the air.
With a look of deep grievance, he shot a glance back at Mo Shisan.
Why?
Why?
Why does it always have to be ME who suffers?
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?"
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."
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
