After a long while...
"Huh?!"
Xuan Ying suddenly let out a startled cry, nearly jumping out of her skin. Her eyes widened as she stared fixedly in the direction where Senior Sister Si had disappeared, muttering in disbelief, "Deep conversation? What does she mean by that?"
Zhao Yan was equally dumbfounded, her brows furrowing as she gazed in the same direction.
Had their home been stolen while the three of them were chatting?
No, judging by the situation, even the crystal had been swiped!
Li Guanqi initially frowned at the words but then slowly relaxed, sitting down and placing her hands on her knees before closing her eyes to rest.
She didn’t seem the least bit worried about the "home invasion."
Still, she couldn’t help but feel exasperated by the strange pattern where Su Cheng would inevitably stir up trouble the moment she wasn’t around.
Just then, another figure approached from a distance. Sensing the presence, Li Guanqi opened her eyes and looked toward the newcomer.
Not far away, Su Cheng was strolling leisurely toward them, admiring the scenery along the way, clearly in high spirits.
Zhao Yan and Xuan Ying tensed up at the sight of Su Cheng, scrutinizing him with grave expressions, checking for any dishevelment in his appearance.
Su Cheng, noticing their stares, raised an eyebrow.
Li Guanqi’s expression turned slightly complicated as Su Cheng drew closer. Instinctively, she raised a small fist to her lips and coughed lightly, as if to subtly warn him.
"Carry on, I’m just a passing Kamen Rider."
Su Cheng glanced at Li Guanqi, then nodded politely at the others, cracking a joke before turning to leave.
However, Xuan Ying, abandoning her usual shyness and restraint, boldly called out, "Wait!"
"Hm?" Su Cheng stopped and turned back, baffled. Since when had Xuan Ying become so bold?
Taking a deep breath, Xuan Ying steadied herself and stepped forward, her face serious but her heart pounding nervously.
"What’s wrong?" Su Cheng asked, perplexed.
Gritting her teeth as if making a firm decision, Xuan Ying mustered her courage and began circling Su Cheng, inspecting every detail. Only after confirming nothing was amiss did she finally exhale in relief.
"What are you looking at?" Su Cheng’s expression grew increasingly odd, his confusion deepening.
But that wasn’t enough for her.
Suddenly, she leaned in, sniffing around with her petite nose before muttering in suspicion, "Huh? No scent?"
She then rose on tiptoe, bringing her nose closer to his neck for a thorough inspection before finally relaxing—there was no trace of a woman’s fragrance, nor any other unusual odor.
"My god, what are you doing?!"
Su Cheng couldn’t hold back anymore as he watched Xuan Ying sniff him like a dog, finally voicing his disbelief.
Xuan Ying snapped back to reality, hastily retreating with a flushed face. But before she could explain—
"Stop this indecent behavior at once, miss!"
A soft yet firm voice rang out from behind. Hoshino Mirai and another disciplinary committee member rushed over, notebooks in hand, shielding a bewildered Su Cheng while glaring at Xuan Ying, clearly mistaking her for some rich brat harassing him.
"We were just playing a game!"
Xuan Ying glanced at the two intimidating girls, then at Su Cheng, who was equally stunned, and quickly defended herself.
"Since when do games involve sniffing people?!" Hoshino Mirai scowled, her gaze sweeping over Zhao Yan before snapping back to Xuan Ying. "You were clearly taking advantage of your numbers to harass Su Cheng!"
"What do you take him for?!"
The other committee member was even more incensed. As a fellow first-year, she’d heard of Su Cheng’s popularity—how dare this troublemaker harass him in broad daylight?
Unbelievable!
"No, you’ve got it all wrong! We really were just messing around!"
Xuan Ying grew anxious at their accusatory glares. "Besides, why would I bully Su Cheng? He’s my classmate!"
"She’s telling the truth. Our class is famously united and kind—we’d never bully our own."
A clear, melodious voice chimed in as Zhao Yan stepped forward, followed closely by Li Guanqi.
"I saw it with my own eyes—how can it be a misunderstanding?"
The committee member refused to back down, shooting Xuan Ying a sharp look. "Either you come with us to the disciplinary office now, or we’ll have it come to you!"
"Don’t worry, Su Cheng. With me here, they won’t dare lay a finger on you. I’ll make sure justice is served."
Hoshino Mirai gently patted Su Cheng’s shoulder, her tone warm yet resolute, ready to defend him at all costs.
All eyes turned to Su Cheng, waiting for his response.
Internally, Su Cheng was torn between laughter and exasperation. He glanced at Xuan Ying, who looked pitifully wronged, then at Zhao Yan and Li Guanqi, whose expressions were unreadable, before finally meeting Hoshino Mirai’s gaze.
"Um, thank you, Senior."
Su Cheng nodded politely before sighing and addressing the group. "It’s all a misunderstanding. We really were playing a game—just a... unique one. If you’d like, I can explain."
At his words, Xuan Ying relaxed, but Hoshino Mirai blinked in surprise. "Are you sure?"
"No, Su Cheng! Don’t let them intimidate you into covering for them! We’ll protect you!"
The other committee member refused to believe him—they’d seen Xuan Ying’s actions firsthand.
Today, she swore to shield Su Cheng.
Nothing would stop her!
Faced with their skepticism, Su Cheng had no choice but to elaborate. "Xuan Ying was just... imitating a puppy. There was no ill intent. Please don’t misunderstand her, alright?"
Hoshino Mirai and the committee members froze, exchanging awkward glances before reluctantly nodding.
"Thank you for understanding."
Su Cheng sighed inwardly. While Xuan Ying’s antics had been unexpected, at least no real harm was done.
"Since it was a misunderstanding, you owe me an apology!"
Xuan Ying, however, wasn’t about to let it slide. Her tone turned confrontational—especially since she recognized Hoshino Mirai as a rival.
"Our apologies for the misunderstanding. We’re sorry."
Hoshino Mirai quickly bowed, tugging at her companion to do the same.
"Sorry."
Xuan Ying huffed, somewhat mollified, and turned to leave—
Only for Hoshino Mirai to block her path.
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?!
