"……"
At noon, Ye Chuan stood in Luo Xi's kitchen, watching the girl tie on an apron and stir a pot of soup with a ladle. He hummed a tune beside her to liven the mood.
"What kind of nonsense song is that?" Luo Xi rolled her eyes at him before pinching his waist with her crab-like grip.
"Hey, can’t I at least try to cheer you up?" Ye Chuan sighed, his tone laced with three parts resignation, five parts grievance, two parts innocence, and ninety-nine parts deliberate mischief.
Sigh~
"You’re such a pest." Luo Xi scolded him lightly before swatting away his wandering hands. "Still hungry after breakfast, Chuanchuan?"
"Eh, so-so." Ye Chuan mused. "But you seemed pretty satisfied too."
[Battle begins]
[Luo Xi used Fury Swipes]
[It’s not very effective…]
[Ye Chuan’s Attack rose!]
[Ye Chuan used Bullet Seed—it’s super effective!]
[Luo Xi fainted!]
……
By lunchtime, Ye Chuan and Luo Xi had set the dishes on the table. Since it was the weekend, Luo's father would be home later after wrapping up work at the company.
Meanwhile, Luo's mother had gone to visit an old friend she hadn’t seen in ages and would return with Luo's father.
After recovering her health, Luo's mother had even started considering going back to work. However, due to her lack of recent education and prolonged absence from society, she was thinking of taking up a job like cleaning or housekeeping.
Having burdened Luo Xi and her husband for so many years, she was filled with guilt and wanted to make it up to them however she could.
But Luo's father wasn’t keen on her working outside. He preferred the comfort of someone waiting for him at home.
"Chuanchuan, do you think my mom could still have a baby at her age?" Luo Xi asked as she smoothed her hair and turned to Ye Chuan after sitting down.
"Sure, why not? Isn’t Auntie only in her thirties?" Ye Chuan shrugged. "And her health’s been restored. I don’t see why she and Uncle couldn’t have another one."
The effects of the rejuvenation pill were impressive—not only did it cure illnesses, but it could even repair damaged organs. It was practically a miracle drug.
While it couldn’t turn back time, having a baby should still be easy.
"True." Luo Xi nodded. "Chuanchuan, do you prefer boys or girls?"
"I like both." Ye Chuan had never been hung up on gender, and at his age, he wasn’t even thinking about kids yet.
"Oh?" Luo Xi’s eyes curved with amusement.
Just then, the sound of the door unlocking announced the return of Luo's parents.
Seeing Ye Chuan and Luo Xi at the table, they both smiled.
"Mom, Dad, you’re back." Luo Xi stood up to serve rice.
"Uncle, Auntie." Ye Chuan greeted them.
"Chuanchuan’s here! Try the fruit I bought." Luo's mother placed a bag of fruit on the table. "Just need to wash them first."
"Mom, let’s eat first. Have some soup."
"Alright."
After lunch, Luo's mother gathered the dishes. "Xixi, you and Chuanchuan go rest in your room. I’ll handle the dishes."
"You’ve already worked hard preparing lunch. Go relax." Luo's father chimed in, standing up to help her.
"Mm, okay~" Luo Xi didn’t argue, simply leading Ye Chuan back to her room.
The girl sat cross-legged on the bed while Ye Chuan sprawled across it, scrolling on his phone.
"Chuanchuan, has Zhao Ruyan come looking for you again?" Luo Xi asked curiously.
"Not that I know of." Ye Chuan replied casually, shifting until his head rested on her soft thighs. "Hey, how about you put on some black stockings? I like napping on those."
"No such service here." Luo Xi retorted.
"You could provide it."
"They’re in the wash, still drying."
"Tch."
After some playful bickering, Luo Xi began teasing his face with strands of her hair. "Chuanchuan, the school festival’s coming up, and our class still hasn’t decided on a theme."
"Anything’s fine, right?"
"I’m the class monitor—I can’t just wing it."
"Then set up a poll in the class group chat. Whichever theme gets the most votes wins."
"That’s actually a good idea." Luo Xi nodded, pulling out her phone to draft the poll.
Just then, Ye Chuan’s phone buzzed.
He checked it—a message from Wang Yanran.
Wang Yanran: Ye Chuan, the car’s ready. Should I bring it over now?
Ye Chuan: Sure.
Wang Yanran: Be there in twenty.
Ye Chuan rolled over on Luo Xi’s lap, deciding to take a quick nap.
Seeing his closed eyes, Luo Xi pulled a blanket over him, watching his sleeping face with a faint smile.
A while later, Ye Chuan woke to another message—Wang Yanran had arrived with the car.
"Gotta step out for a bit." He yawned and sat up.
"What for?"
"Ordered a car online. Delivery’s here."
Luo Xi: ?
Since when could you buy cars online?
"Wanna come see?" Ye Chuan grinned.
"Sure." Luo Xi stood, but her legs had gone numb, forcing Ye Chuan to scoop her up.
……
Outside, Wang Yanran stood waiting by the roadside. Spotting Ye Chuan and Luo Xi, she smiled. "Ye Chuan, Miss Luo Xi."
"Oh… it’s you." Luo Xi recognized her—the girl who often sought out Ye Chuan.
She studied them from behind Ye Chuan. Were they close?
Ye Chuan eyed the black SUV parked nearby. "This the one?"
"Yes. A Mercedes-Maybach GLS 680—perfect for your needs." Wang Yanran said.
"Thanks." Ye Chuan, clueless about cars, took the keys from her.
With a nod from him, Wang Yanran smiled. "Then I’ll take my leave. Let me know if you need anything else."
"Got it."
Wang Yanran drove off in her sedan.
"Chuanchuan, how much was this car?" Luo Xi eyed the new vehicle. "And why did Wang Yanran deliver it?"
"Her family knows a lot of car dealers. Easier to buy through connections." Ye Chuan chuckled. For a big family like hers, arranging a car was no trouble.
"Oh, really?"
Just as Ye Chuan was about to get in, he froze.
"What’s wrong, Chuanchuan?"
"I don’t have a driver’s license."
"……"
A few minutes later, Wang Yanran came huffing back.
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!
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?"
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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
