At eleven o'clock, the celebrity had already taken the stage, eliciting frenzied cheers from the audience.
...
"Chuan Chuan, my performance is over! Did you see me dancing just now?"
"Not bad. I recorded it for you."
"Hehe, I’ll come over after removing my makeup." Backstage, Luo Xi sat in front of the dressing mirror, wiping off her makeup. After sending two voice messages to Ye Chuan, she cleaned her face with makeup remover.
Pat pat pat—she lightly patted her cheeks and began packing up her things to meet Ye Chuan.
Just then, a voice interrupted her—
"Luo Xi, let’s take the props back to the broadcasting club first, okay?" Peng Wei suggested. After all, there were quite a few props from the club, and it would be best to return them before resting.
"Huh? Sure." Luo Xi nodded. It was a good idea for everyone to return the props together.
The small group from the broadcasting club headed toward the activity room.
"Xi Xi, your dance was super cute just now! Those guys in the audience were going wild."
"Absolutely. Wasn’t Luo Xi’s moves the most polished?"
"Full of energy, our campus belle!"
The group chatted casually as they walked. But when they reached the first floor of the club building, Luo Xi suddenly paused, as if sensing something.
"What’s wrong?"
"Did anyone else hear glass shattering?" Luo Xi hesitated, glancing around uncertainly. The hallway was dimly lit, and though there weren’t many people around, an uneasy feeling crept over her.
The others fell silent, listening carefully, but no one else heard the sound of breaking glass.
"What glass? Did someone upstairs drop something?"
"Didn’t hear anything. Luo Xi, maybe you’re just tired from dancing?"
"Really? Maybe something fell?"
Seeing that no one else had noticed, Luo Xi forced a sweet smile. "Alright, maybe I imagined it."
After returning to the broadcasting club’s activity room and tidying up the props, the group prepared to leave.
As Luo Xi locked the door, a sudden glow caught her attention—
She turned and found a bouquet of flowers beside her, tiny lights twinkling among the petals.
At the center of the bouquet lay an exquisite gemstone accessory.
"Ah…" Luo Xi froze, her gaze lifting to meet the boy in front of her. "Peng Wei, what is this…?"
"Be my girlfriend. I’ve liked you for a long time, Luo Xi."
Peng Wei knelt on one knee, holding the bouquet high.
"Give me a chance, Luo Xi. Let me take care of you for the rest of my life," he said with deep affection.
The other club members watched with amused curiosity, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
"Thank you for the flowers," Luo Xi said apologetically, shaking her head. "But I already have a boyfriend. I really like him, and everyone here knows that, right?"
It was common knowledge in the club that Luo Xi was taken.
"It’s fine. I don’t mind being second. Just let me stay by your side."
Luo Xi blinked, stunned for a few seconds. "Uh…"
"Sorry, we’re not compatib—" Her words cut off abruptly as her eyes widened in shock, as if she’d seen something horrifying.
Peng Wei, mistaking her hesitation for hesitation, raised the bouquet higher.
This is my chance!
She’s wavering!
"Peng Wei! Behind you!" A terrified scream from a club member snapped him out of his thoughts.
He turned—
Behind him, the air itself seemed to fracture like shattering glass, a jagged fissure splitting wider and wider.
"What the—?!"
"How is this happening?!"
The sound of breaking glass grew louder as a massive, pitch-black claw suddenly thrust through the rift.
A guttural growl echoed as a three-meter-tall wolf emerged, its fur bristling like steel needles, fangs dripping with foul-smelling saliva.
"A m-monster?!" Peng Wei scrambled backward, his earlier romantic pose forgotten as he desperately kicked away.
Why is there a monster here?!
Luo Xi stared in disbelief but quickly regained her composure. "Everyone, run!"
At her command, the group scattered like startled birds. But the monstrous wolf was faster—it lunged, sinking its teeth into Peng Wei’s thigh.
"Hel—" Before he could finish, the beast whipped its head, flinging him straight out the window!
The wolf turned, but Luo Xi had already vanished.
Grrr… It snarled, its crimson eyes scanning the area.
Meanwhile, inside a nearby classroom, Luo Xi pressed herself against the door, hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her panicked breaths.
Her chest heaved—there hadn’t been time to escape. She fumbled for her phone, fingers trembling too much to even grip it properly.
I have to warn everyone outside.
Then—
BANG!
The classroom door exploded inward, shredded like paper under the wolf’s claws.
"?!" Luo Xi’s heart nearly stopped as she locked eyes with the beast.
How did it find me so fast?!
Cornered, she stumbled back until she hit the wall. Despair clawed at her as she pressed the voice message button, her voice shaking.
"Ch-Chuan… don’t come to the activity room… there’s a monster here… I-I love you… goodbye… I love you so much…"
ROAR!
The wolf pounced—
But the shadows at Luo Xi’s feet suddenly writhed to life!
Three figures materialized in front of her.
An elite squad?!
Luo Xi barely had time to process before the shadowy figures raised sleek black firearms and fired.
Rat-tat-tat-tat!
Bullets tore through the wolf’s massive body, reducing it to a bloody mist.
Before Luo Xi could react, the three shadows formed a protective triangle around her.
Meanwhile, the rift in the hallway widened—more monstrous wolves emerged.
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.”
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
