In the small courtyard.
Yi Feng sat at the stone table with two young women, pondering how to broach the subject.
Bai Piaopiao was an old acquaintance.
That part was easy.
But the real challenge today was Su Jie.
After all.
This was his first time meeting her, and he was about to ask her to kill him outright. The wording had to be just right.
Otherwise.
If he angered her, not only would his death wish go unfulfilled, but even Bai Piaopiao would lose face.
That was no way to treat a friend.
His old, crude methods of provoking hatred were definitely off the table now.
This called for finesse!
No wonder Yi Feng was being extra cautious.
He was truly at his wits' end.
He’d been trying to get himself killed for ages, yet every attempt ended in failure!
Time was running out.
Now that he’d encountered the most powerful sage, this was a golden opportunity.
He couldn’t afford to waste it!
After some small talk.
The atmosphere grew subtly tense.
Just as Yi Feng was deep in thought about his life’s grand mission—
At the gate.
A shrill, almost pig-like howl suddenly erupted!
“Yi Feng! Yi Feng!”
“The White Emperor is here! The White Emperor has truly arrived!”
The voice was so hysterical.
One shout.
Nearly deafened Yi Feng on the spot!
Bai Piaopiao and Su Jie also turned to him with puzzled looks.
At this critical moment.
Who the hell was causing such a ruckus?!
And they seemed to know him?
Yi Feng had no choice but to stand and head for the gate.
When he opened the door—
Well, well.
It was Chen Dong, sweating buckets and flailing his arms wildly!
“Hurry! Hurry!”
“The White Emperor is really here! Rumor has it they’re in the city—come with me to see!”
The guy meant well, remembering to inform him.
But wasn’t this reaction a bit… excessive?
Besides, the news was already outdated.
The person in question had been sitting in his courtyard for ages.
And here Chen Dong was, announcing their arrival?
Yi Feng didn’t know how to respond.
Well, Tianyi’s 3G sure was handy.
He smacked his lips and could only wave him in.
“Uh…”
“Just come inside first.”
Chen Dong froze, then his eyes nearly bulged out of his skull!
“Yi Feng?!”
“Did you even hear what I said?! The White Emperor! That’s the White Emperor we’re talking about! The legendary sage is here!”
“Haven’t you always said you wanted to meet them?!”
“They’ve actually arrived—the whole city’s buzzing! How can you not drop everything and come with me?!”
He was getting more frantic by the second.
Yi Feng couldn’t explain, so he just dragged the guy inside.
“Yeah, yeah, I know already.”
Chen Dong stumbled in, still unconvinced, and kept rambling.
“You know…?”
“What do you even know?! That’s a sage we’re talking about! A sage is…!”
Mid-sentence.
His gaze landed.
On the two goddess-like figures seated at the stone table.
One was breathtakingly beautiful.
Clad in white, her aura transcendent.
The other was lean and fierce.
Dressed for battle, her presence icy.
Though their styles contrasted, both were stunning beyond compare—more mesmerizing than any celestial maiden from legend!
But the real kicker.
Both women exuded faint yet terrifying auras, pressing down on the courtyard like a mountain. A single glance from them was enough to shake one’s soul.
As if a mere flick of their wrists could move mountains and part seas!
One look.
And Chen Dong felt the weight of Mount Tai crushing him!
His tongue tied itself in knots.
“Th-this… this this this!”
Beside him.
Yi Feng’s calm voice cut through the silence.
“See?”
“This is the White Emperor you mentioned.”
Before Chen Dong could process it.
He was somehow at the table, with no memory of how he got there!
The White Emperor?!
Holy heavens!!!
The title matched his wildest guess perfectly!
Chen Dong felt like he’d been struck by lightning!
He gaped, petrified!
Then he bowed so hard his legs trembled, not daring to even peek!
That was a sage!
A being who could turn him to dust with a finger!
Faced with such terror.
All his usual wit vanished—he was utterly stunned!
The oppressive aura was so close.
It nearly suffocated him!
His heart leapt into his throat!
Just as he was about to kneel.
A gentle voice broke the silence.
“Yi Feng, is this your friend?”
Yi Feng nodded casually.
“Yeah, he is.”
As he sat back down, his eyes held a hint of warmth.
In his view.
Anyone who remembered his wishes and came to alert him counted as a friend.
Bai Piaopiao smiled softly.
If he was Yi Feng’s friend.
She ought to greet him too…
With that in mind.
Hoping to ease the earlier awkwardness, she turned to Chen Dong.
“Hello.”
Crack!
The soft greeting echoed like thunder in Chen Dong’s mind!
Still bowing.
His face twisted in disbelief, his whole body rigid!
The White Emperor… spoke to him?!
A mere nobody like him, acknowledged by a sage?!
No way…
This had to be a hallucination…
The shock overwhelmed him.
Chen Dong felt like he was dreaming, his mind blank, even forgetting why he’d come!
Just as he pinched himself to check.
Yi Feng’s annoyed voice snapped him back.
“She’s talking to you. Aren’t you going to answer?”
Huh?!
Chen Dong jolted!
It was real?!
Summoning courage from nowhere, he peeked up.
And saw!
The goddess was indeed looking at him!
Yi Feng was also staring, as if urging him to respond!
Instantly.
Chen Dong’s soul left his body!
This…
Sweet heavens!!!
A sage actually addressed him?!
Belatedly.
He panicked, bowing frantically!
“G-greetings, my lady! Greetings!”
Seeing his terror.
Yi Feng knew words were pointless and sighed inwardly.
No helping it.
Sages were untouchable beings.
Ordinary folks would naturally be awestruck.
Except for him, the death-seeker.
He’d long since shed all reverence and didn’t care about status.
Probably.
No one else could stay calm in this situation.
The fact that Chen Dong was still standing was impressive enough.
Though his reaction.
Was a tad too dramatic.
Yi Feng shot the women an apologetic glance.
Su Jie remained aloof.
Her cool eyes unreadable, as if assessing something, wholly indifferent to Chen Dong.
But Bai Piaopiao.
Ever graceful, smiled and reassured him.
“No need for formalities.”
“Since he’s your friend, there’s no need to stand on ceremony.”
Her voice was like celestial music.
A soothing, mystical aura filled the courtyard, calming hearts and lifting spirits.
Even Chen Dong felt its embrace.
Finally.
He steadied himself enough to bow and murmur thanks.
But when he looked up.
And met her radiant smile—
His heart nearly stopped!!!
Help!
Help me!!!
The legendary White Emperor, the newest sage… smiled at him?!
Sweet heavens!
Gods above!!!
In that moment.
Chen Dong wasn’t just flattered—he was petrified!
Never in his wildest dreams.
Had he imagined standing before a sage.
Let alone.
Being acknowledged by one!
The White Emperor was a being beyond reach.
How could he dare entertain even a hint of impropriety?!
Ordinary as he was, merely mentioning such figures in the past would fill him with reverence. To witness them today, and even be acknowledged multiple times, was already the pinnacle of his life!
This was something he could boast about for a lifetime without exaggeration!
Overwhelming shock and joy surged through him......
Chen Dong felt his heart nearly stop from astonishment!
He had already vowed to record today's events in the Chen family annals, so future generations could witness his moment of glory.
At the same time!
A sudden clarity struck him!
The blankness in his memory from earlier seemed to flood back all at once.
The reason he was treated with such extraordinary favor......
Was all because of Yi Feng!
This old brother of his...
Just what kind of existence was he, to be friends with a Sage and command such immense respect?
Could it be...
Could it be!
This old brother...
This elder was a peerless expert?!
The realization shook him to the core.
When Chen Dong glanced at Yi Feng again, awe had already taken root in his heart.
Yet when he cautiously raised his eyes once more...
He was stunned to find Yi Feng being gazed upon by the White Emperor seated beside him.
Those clear eyes seemed to...
Flash with tenderness!
That look...
That look!
Hiss...!
Chen Dong was utterly dumbfounded!!!
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?"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
