On the other side, as soon as Bai Ling walked into the courtyard, she immediately spotted the two of them lying on chairs with their legs crossed, soaking up the sun like a couple of grandpas.
"Ahem!"
She coughed lightly to signal her arrival.
"Hmm?" The two looked up at the same time. The moment they saw Bai Ling, their pupils shrank, and they sprang to their feet, standing as straight as soldiers!
"L-Lord Bai Ling, what brings you here?"
Ye Shu smiled apologetically, "You see, you didn't even tell us you were coming. I would have had the girls line up at the door to welcome you."
Bingxuanzi shrank back a bit, putting Ye Shu in front of him.
"Director Pei is quite leisurely."
Bai Ling glanced at the fruit peels on the table. "It's nothing much. After all, I'm the one who invited you to perform. Naturally, I need to come see for myself to be at ease, lest any mistakes occur."
Seeing that she wasn't angry, Ye Shu immediately let out a sigh of relief.
He hadn't expected such a big shot to have such a good temper.
He chuckled and pointed to the center of the courtyard, patting his chest in guarantee. "The girls are rehearsing in full swing right now. I promise to make this event absolutely beautiful for you!"
Bai Ling nodded and glanced over.
Led by little Qing Li, the dance was as graceful as a startled swan, agile yet elegant. The movements were grand and open but not vulgar. Even Bai Ling, who didn't know much about dance, could tell that this was an excellent performance.
"I remember your dance troupe didn't have this dance," Bai Ling suddenly asked.
"Haha, this is a new dance I carefully rushed out overnight for the performance in the Holy City, specially dedicated as a gift to the Queen."
Ye Shu laughed with a somewhat fawning expression.
How would he know what crappy dances this troupe had before? Fortunately, after cultivating immortality, his mind had cleared up and his memory had grown much stronger. A dance he had occasionally seen on TV in his previous life had been transformed into his own creation in this world.
Bai Ling nodded and asked no more, simply watching the dancing girls quietly.
After watching for a while, she seemed to lose interest.
"Come here, I have something to tell you in private." Bai Ling suddenly beckoned to Ye Shu.
Ye Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly followed her.
"What is it, Lord Bai Ling?"
At this moment, he still hadn't realized the severity of the problem.
But in the next second, Ye Shu was going to be drenched in sweat.
Bai Ling stared at him with a serious face, her eyes gradually turning cold. She enunciated every word clearly, "There is a problem with your dance troupe. Confess honestly, did you come here with intentions to harm the Queen!"
"Wh... What?"
Ye Shu was startled. Cold sweat instantly soaked his back, making his clothes stick wetly to him, and even his breathing quickened significantly.
He wasn't acting now; it was real.
A fear stemming from the bottom of his heart.
Because this move was completely out of his expectations. Had he exposed himself? But that was impossible! He clearly hadn't shown any flaws. He was just purely rehearsing the program. There were no witnesses when he dealt with Pei Yong, and even when he hired The Gay Four, he had disguised Pei Yong in advance.
His disguise was so superb, so why?
Where exactly did the problem arise!!!
Ye Shu's mind raced, and scenes flashed through his head, from first entering the desert to the fierce battle with Bingxuanzi, and then to impersonating the half-snake dance troupe... No, there were no flaws.
Wait!
A terrifying thought flashed across his mind.
Could it be... Bai Ling had also been reborn?
Then that was too fucking terrifying, right? This damn system didn't even spare the female villains. No, she wasn't even a female villain, just a random female villainous extra on the side of the road.
But that wasn't right either!
Because he had already confirmed it with Little White.
In this part of the original plot, he hadn't infiltrated through the dance troupe at all. This was merely a background setting.
Damn it, why on earth was this happening?
Ye Shu racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.
N-No good.
He couldn't keep messing up his own footing like this; it would only make the situation worse. Maybe she was just bluffing?
But there's no smoke without fire in this world.
For her to say that, she must have noticed something.
The top priority was to calm down first.
Ye Shu took a deep breath in his heart, but on the surface, he acted extremely humble and submissive. His body trembled, almost bursting into tears, and his voice choked with emotion, "Lord Bai Ling, I am just an ordinary person running a dance troupe. How could I possibly do anything detrimental to the Holy City? Besides, what could a lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator like me even do?"
Hearing this, Bai Ling sneered. Pointing at Bingxuanzi in the black robe in the distance, she said word by word, "You can't do anything, but it's hard to say about that guy..."
Wh-What?
Ye Shu was greatly alarmed.
It was completely over now. He had thought it was just a blind cat finding a dead mouse, but this woman had actually seen through Bingxuanzi's disguise. That couldn't be called a coincidence!
My life is forfeit!
"L-Lord, I don't understand what you're talking about. He's just my personal bodyguard. It's absolutely impossible for him to harm the Queen..." Ye Shu still tried to defend himself.
"Still making excuses."
Bai Ling chuckled lightly and slowly approached.
"The identity of your personal bodyguard is not simple. Bingxuanzi, nicknamed the Martial Maniac, once trespassed into the Holy City and fought a great battle with the Queen. After being defeated by the Queen, his cultivation was sealed, and he fled in panic. Later, he was even put on the wanted list by the Snake-men tribe..."
As she narrated, the beads of sweat on Ye Shu's forehead multiplied, and his heartbeat sounded like beating drums.
Why on earth was this happening?
Where exactly was the flaw?
Finally, Bai Ling was extremely close to Ye Shu.
She leaned in slightly, bypassing Ye Shu's face to get close to his ear. A sinister smile slowly curled up the corners of her mouth. "Director Pei, you wouldn't want... the fact that you brought a mortal enemy of the Snake-men tribe to sneak into the Holy City to be discovered by others, would you?"
Hearing this, Ye Shu's entire body stiffened.
Wh-What did she mean by this?
This familiar tone of voice... could the next step be... Ye Shu glanced at Bai Ling's breathtakingly beautiful face and subconsciously swallowed a gulp of saliva.
Actually... it wouldn't be impossible.
"Wh... What do you want me to do?" Ye Shu tried his best to make his voice sound a bit trembling and resistant, so he could better immerse himself in his role.
Don't misunderstand, just immersing himself in the role of Pei Yong.
"Hehe..."
Bai Ling laughed sinisterly, her breath smelling like orchids.
"What I want is very simple. I want you to... hand him over to me."
Hearing this, Ye Shu looked disappointed.
What the heck.
So she didn't want him?
"What do you want him for?" Ye Shu was a bit confused.
"Don't worry about that. You just need to hand him over to me, then keep your mouth shut tightly and don't let anyone know." Bai Ling's voice was very soft, but it carried a faint sense of threat.
"This..."
Ye Shu was still hesitating when Bingxuanzi's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Agree to it."
Ye Shu froze for a moment. He turned his head and found that Bingxuanzi had walked up behind him at some point, looking solemn. "Agree to it. It's nothing for me to sacrifice myself for the greater good."
No, under what circumstances should I agree to her?
Ye Shu was completely dumbfounded.
But seeing his persistence, and knowing that he himself was just a nobody, refusing might cause further complications. Thus, he bowed down in fear and trepidation, "Y-Yes, I will follow Lord's orders completely."
"You are a smart person..."
A faint smile touched the corners of Bai Ling's lips as she led Bingxuanzi outside.
Ye Shu stared at their departing figures, feeling a bit bewildered and somewhat in a daze.
So, had he been exposed or not?

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."

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?"

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.”