"I... I... I..."
Xuan Ying turned around and stammered.
Her face changed, her eyes reddened, her lips trembled, and even her voice became unsteady.
Su Cheng glanced at Liu Qingyue, who was casually drinking soy milk, then looked at the nervous Xuan Ying, and finally let out a helpless sigh.
She walked over to Xuan Ying, pulled out a tissue and placed it in her hand, then said softly, "Wipe the oil off your hands first."
"Senior, stop teasing her."
Su Cheng said, then looked at Xuan Ying beside her and began introducing, "This is Liu Qingyue, a second-year senior who likes to joke around. Don't take it to heart."
"Eh?"
Xuan Ying looked at the tissue in her hand, then widened her eyes in disbelief.
Something wasn't right.
Shouldn't Su Cheng be scolding her according to how this scenario usually plays out?
What was going on?
Had Su Cheng seen everything?
Liu Qingyue gave Su Cheng a deep look, then glanced at Xuan Ying in front of her, and said with a grin, "Hello, I'm Liu Qingyue. Nice to meet you."
Xuan Ying froze for a moment before coming to her senses. She instinctively replied, "I'm Xuan Ying. Hello, senior."
Though she showed an awkward and embarrassed smile on the surface, Xuan Ying absolutely despised this vixen in her heart!
Fortunately, Su Cheng seemed to understand Xuan Ying's feelings and said, "Have you eaten? Would you like to join us?"
"No... no... no need."
Xuan Ying frantically declined, then lowered her head and said sheepishly, "Um... my family driver suddenly had to go home, could I go to school with you today?"
After speaking, she raised her head, blinking her bright eyes while looking at Su Cheng with anticipation and caution.
Su Cheng thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, you can rest on the couch, and we'll go to school together later."
"Thank you."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ying immediately showed an expression of relief.
"Senior, let's take the bus today."
Su Cheng sat back down and suggested to Liu Qingyue.
"Mm, okay."
Liu Qingyue nodded with a smile.
Sitting on the couch, Xuan Ying's ears perked up. When she heard they would be taking the bus, her face lit up with joy, but then immediately darkened.
Because the bus had two-seater rows.
Which meant only one of them - either she or Liu Qingyue - could sit with Su Cheng.
"What should I do?"
Xuan Ying pondered secretly.
Her little brain was practically smoking from thinking so hard.
However, her gaze kept secretly darting towards Liu Qingyue, trying to gauge her reaction, but Liu Qingyue remained casually seated, seemingly unaware of the upcoming seating competition.
Was she stupid or truly unconcerned?
Xuan Ying's gaze fell on Liu Qingyue again, and suddenly she noticed Liu Qingyue's fair and delicate skin, straight nose, and full lips - she had the makings of a beauty.
"Hmph, what a vixen!"
Xuan Ying cursed internally, quickly lowering her head to hide the disgust and contempt in her eyes.
"Let's go."
Su Cheng and Liu Qingyue stood up, ready to head out.
"Okay."
Xuan Ying quickly grabbed her shoulder bag and followed behind them, carefully walking beside Su Cheng.
After various calculations in her mind, Xuan Ying felt this position would give her an advantage when the bus arrived.
She kept watching Liu Qingyue, wanting to know what choice she would make.
To her surprise, Liu Qingyue seemed completely unconcerned about the upcoming seating competition and just walked straight ahead.
She looked at Liu Qingyue and met her smiling eyes.
As they passed the entrance, the security guard gave Su Cheng a thumbs up!
Obviously, he had let them all in, which was normal.
After all, their school uniforms were proof of identity.
"Hmph."
Xuan Ying snorted coldly and turned away, no longer looking at Liu Qingyue, but feeling pleased inside: "You'll be sitting alone soon!"
Su Cheng led Liu Qingyue and Xuan Ying to the bus stop.
After waiting for a while, a bus finally approached.
Xuan Ying's hand rested on her chest, feeling her racing heart, and only when the vehicle stopped beside her did her face break into a brilliant smile.
From this position, as long as Liu Qingyue didn't cut in line, Su Cheng would be first, and she would be second.
The chance to sit with Su Cheng would definitely be hers.
"Hehe... I'll pretend to fall asleep later."
Xuan Ying's lips curled into a triumphant smile as her gaze fell on Su Cheng.
Su Cheng boarded the bus, and she eagerly followed.
"Hehe."
Xuan Ying showed an even more victorious smile just as she took her first step onto the bus.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, a delicate female voice called out.
Xuan Ying came to her senses and turned to look at Liu Qingyue behind her. She saw her crouching on the ground, rubbing her ankle, her brows furrowed in pain.
"What's wrong?"
Su Cheng passed by Xuan Ying and crouched down to support Liu Qingyue's arm.
Liu Qingyue shook her head, looking at Su Cheng, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I just twisted my ankle. I'll be fine after resting on the bus for a bit."
Especially after she finished speaking, tears quickly gathered in her eyes, making her look pitiful and endearing.
"?"
A confused expression slowly appeared on Xuan Ying's delicately made-up face.
"Why didn't I think of that?"
Xuan Ying muttered under her breath, her face showing frustration.
"I'll help you onto the bus."
Su Cheng supported Liu Qingyue, speaking with concern.
"Thank you for the trouble."
Liu Qingyue looked at Su Cheng, slightly curled her lips, and wrapped her arm around Su Cheng's.
The two walked onto the bus side by side, and Xuan Ying hurriedly entered after them, making way.
"Could you please swipe the card for me, junior?"
As Liu Qingyue passed by Xuan Ying, she pulled out a bus card from her pocket and handed it to her with an apologetic expression.
"Oh..."
Xuan Ying took the card with a dejected face and swiped it a few times at the card reader.
After finishing, when she returned, something unexpected happened.
Su Cheng hadn't sat with Liu Qingyue but was sitting alone in the back, while Liu Qingyue occupied two seats by herself, rubbing her ankle.
It seemed that Su Cheng, considering that Liu Qingyue needed space to stretch out, had helped her to the seat and left her alone.
What a principled person, worthy of her affection!
So pure and proper!
This made her heart leap with joy, and she quickly handed the bus card back to Liu Qingyue, saying, "Senior, here's your card."
"Thank you, junior."
Liu Qingyue looked up to take the card, then politely nodded to Xuan Ying.
"You're welcome."
Xuan Ying finished speaking and was about to walk towards Su Cheng, but after taking just one step, Liu Qingyue grabbed her arm.
"My leg is much better now, why don't you sit with me, junior?"
Liu Qingyue showed an understanding smile, looking at her expectantly.
"Ah."
Xuan Ying panicked at these words, then turned back reluctantly to look at Su Cheng.
She found that Su Cheng had fallen asleep leaning against the window.
Xuan Ying bit her lip, and with no other choice, she had to sit next to Liu Qingyue.
The bus slowly started moving, and the cabin remained quiet throughout the journey.
Liu Qingyue sat beside her, her gaze casually falling on her profile, her lips unconsciously curling into a faint smile.
Meanwhile, Xuan Ying kept her head down, her little mind preoccupied with thoughts, completely unaware of Liu Qingyue's unusual behavior, only occasionally turning back to glance at the peacefully sleeping Su Cheng.

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”

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?!

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!