Although they had only interacted seven times, Gu Qingfeng already had a good understanding of Shang Xinyan's personality. She was a woman who would go to such lengths for the sake of humanity and her family—once she made a decision, she would never change it.
So Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t try to persuade her not to go to the Upper Realm to her death, because it would be pointless.
Instead, he gently patted Shang Xinyan’s shoulder and said softly, "Leave everything to me."
"Mm." For the first time ever, Shang Xinyan leaned against Gu Qingfeng’s shoulder. At this moment, she felt a deep sense of happiness—the happiness of being understood and having her wishes respected.
For a strong and independent woman like her, what she needed was never well-meaning advice from others, but someone who would silently support her no matter what decision she made—even if that decision seemed wrong to everyone else, that person would still stand by her.
But what Shang Xinyan didn’t know was that when Gu Qingfeng said, "Leave everything to me," he didn’t mean it in the way she understood—taking over the grand formation for her so she could go to the Upper Realm. He meant it in the most literal sense possible.
Everything.
Gu Qingfeng couldn’t bear to watch his wife go to the Upper Realm alone to die, nor could he stand by and let a hero suffer a lifetime of misery and torment.
He would protect humanity, and he would save his father-in-law. He wanted it all!
There must be a way to have both—to tear through the storm clouds and finally see the clear sky!
And today, Gu Qingfeng would use that dual method (the system) to give everyone a perfect ending.
Perhaps this was the meaning of him, a transmigrator, obtaining a system that made him stronger every time he was attacked by demons in this monster-infested world.
Of course, Gu Qingfeng wasn’t doing any of this for some grand meaning, nor did he possess any noble virtues. He was no saint.
In this life, all he wanted was to follow his heart—to do as he pleased!
What did it mean to do as he pleased?
Did it feel good to watch demons treat humans like livestock?
Did it feel good to watch demons torment a hero like this?
Did it feel good to see his wife heartbroken every day?
No!
If it didn’t feel good, could it really be called doing as he pleased? So what should he do when it didn’t feel good?
If it didn’t feel good—then he’d just smash them to pieces!!!
......
The two of them leaned against each other like this for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.
Suddenly, Gu Qingfeng said softly, "It’s getting late, Yan’er. Let’s rest."
In all honesty, when he said "rest" today, he truly meant rest. After all, Shang Xinyan had just finished crying and was in low spirits—it really wasn’t the right time for exercise.
But to his surprise, Shang Xinyan took the initiative.
"Yan’er, you…?"
Shang Xinyan’s cheeks flushed slightly. "We haven’t succeeded yet."
"Then get off. It’s harder to succeed if you’re on top."
"Why?"
Gu Qingfeng gave her a detailed explanation of the relevant knowledge, turning Shang Xinyan’s fair cheeks into bright red apples. Then, she obediently let him have his way.
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Sorry, brothers—I’m stuck. Really stuck. Maybe it’s because these last few chapters have been too mentally taxing, leaving the author feeling drained. Whatever the reason, inspiration has completely dried up today. I’ve been sitting in front of my computer for three hours, and aside from eating, gaming, going to the bathroom, and watching variety shows, I haven’t moved an inch. Today just isn’t happening—not a single word is coming out.
Hahaha, just kidding! That was all just to pad the word count because I couldn’t post anything under a thousand characters. So here’s some awkward small talk with you all.
My apologies, everyone. Let me sort out my thoughts tomorrow and make it up to you then. Honestly, with so many people waiting for updates, the author being this unreliable really makes me feel guilty—for a whole two seconds, at least.
But seriously, thank you all for your support. Your encouragement is my motivation to keep writing. As long as my brain cooperates, I’ll do my best to update more tomorrow.
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!
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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】
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
