Soon, a series of exquisite dishes were served—cheese-glazed baby lobster, steamed red grouper, abalone sauce sea cucumber…
"Hmm? The 1288-yuan set menu is actually quite reasonable." Ye Chuan often shopped for groceries and had seen the market prices of these ingredients. As he gazed at the delicacies before him, despite the modest portions, he couldn’t help but feel it was a decent deal.
Luo Xi had never eaten such dishes before. She was mostly worried about the cost, so much so that she hadn’t even picked up her chopsticks, her eyes blinking nervously.
Having helped with household chores since childhood and with her mother constantly needing medication and medical care, Luo Xi understood the value of money better than anyone. She rarely spent on herself, saving almost everything she earned.
"Not eating?" Ye Chuan asked when he noticed Luo Xi hesitating.
"I’ll eat." Luo Xi nodded softly. Since the dishes were already ordered, she didn’t want to dampen Ye Chuan’s mood.
For her, once Ye Chuan had placed the order, there was no point in insisting they leave. It wasn’t practical, and they couldn’t exactly return the food now.
Picking up her chopsticks, she placed a piece of fish belly on Ye Chuan’s plate. "This part is the tenderest."
"I don’t like fish," Ye Chuan said, glancing at it.
"You just don’t like picking out bones, right?" Luo Xi knew him too well. She nudged him playfully. "I’ll pick them out for you. Eat up—how can you skip fish? It’s so nutritious."
Ye Chuan found her pouting expression amusing and didn’t argue further.
After the meal, Ye Chuan stopped Luo Xi from paying and settled the bill himself.
Even splurging over a thousand yuan on a meal didn’t make him wince—something that would have felt absurd to his past self. Was it because things came too easily now that he didn’t treasure them as much?
"Over a thousand for one meal… that’s so expensive," Luo Xi murmured as they left the restaurant. She could’ve eaten at her family’s barbecue stall for a whole week with that money. She glanced at Ye Chuan. "Chuan Chuan, are you heading home now?"
"Come take a walk with me first." Ye Chuan pulled out his phone to check nearby stores.
A walk?
Luo Xi assumed they’d be shopping for clothes or something similar, but instead, Ye Chuan led her to a store selling bathroom fixtures. Inside, everything from showerheads and bathtubs to faucets and toilets was on display.
"Chuan Chuan, are you buying a showerhead?" Luo Xi guessed. Ye Chuan’s current setup at home involved a simple hose running hot water into a bucket—something Luo Xi had commented on before, though he’d insisted he was used to it.
But now, it dawned on her: what he called "habit" was just an excuse to make peace with his circumstances. It wasn’t that he was used to it—he was used to settling.
"Boss, how much for this shower set?" Ye Chuan pointed to a black shower system, complete with a rainfall showerhead, a shelf, and temperature control.
"That’s a premium brand—1299 yuan," the shopkeeper said with a smile. "This one will last you a good eight to ten years without any issues."
"599, including installation," Ye Chuan countered without hesitation, cutting the price in half.
The shopkeeper’s expression stiffened. "No way, young man. My cost price is already 1100. I’m barely making a profit here."
"Then pack it up if you’re selling. Otherwise, I’ll check elsewhere." Ye Chuan turned to leave.
The shopkeeper sighed. "Fine, go ahead. I can’t do this deal."
Ye Chuan took Luo Xi’s hand and walked toward the exit.
Just as they were about to step out, the shopkeeper called after them, "Hey, handsome! Alright, alright—599 it is. Let’s consider it a friendly deal. Just remember to come back next time!"
"Sure." Ye Chuan smiled.
After paying a deposit and leaving his address for installation, he and Luo Xi left the store.
"I’ll never learn to haggle like you. Wasn’t that too harsh?" Luo Xi asked once they were outside.
"You can tell from their tone how much markup there is. Brick-and-mortar stores need at least a 50% gross margin to survive," Ye Chuan explained.
"Ohh?"
After treating Luo Xi to bubble tea and strolling around to cheer her up, the two parted ways and headed home to rest.
Back at his place, Ye Chuan grabbed a bag of snacks and knocked on Bai Qianshuang’s door.
He first checked her status in his log, confirming she was just lost in thought, before calling out, "Immortal Bai, got a moment?"
"Come in."
Pushing the door open, he found Bai Qianshuang seated in a chair, a book in her hands.
She wore his white robe, her jet-black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall. Her serene, obsidian-like eyes remained calm and unreadable.
Ye Chuan took a closer look at the book’s cover.
Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Mock Tests
Ye Chuan: "…"
"You understand this?" he asked. Since when had Bai Qianshuang taken an interest in high school prep books?
"No. But… it’s intriguing," she admitted, though her attention soon drifted to the snacks in Ye Chuan’s hands. Though her face remained expressionless, the way her hair tuft perked up betrayed her excitement.
"Here, snacks for you."
"Thank you, scoundrel," Bai Qianshuang said solemnly.
Ye Chuan fell silent for a few seconds before clearing his throat. "Uh, ‘scoundrel’ can have different meanings depending on context. Just call me Ye Chuan normally."
Bai Qianshuang nodded. "Then you may call me Qianshuang."
"Sure." Ye Chuan smiled. A little familiarity wasn’t a bad thing.
Amused by her struggle between curiosity about the snacks and maintaining her dignified composure, Ye Chuan pulled out the spirit stones.
"Oh, by the way, I found these by the river when I was a kid. They’re pretty—want to keep one?"
Bai Qianshuang’s gaze flickered over them. When she recognized the stones and sensed the pure spiritual energy radiating from them, her eyes widened in disbelief.
"Spirit stones?"
"Spirit stones?" Ye Chuan feigned surprise. "Are they valuable?"
Bai Qianshuang collected herself. "In my world, they’re not rare—just currency for cultivators, infused with refined spiritual energy."
In the Heavenly Mystery Continent, they were commonplace. But here? The minuscule traces of energy she’d absorbed over the past days paled in comparison to even a tenth of what a single stone contained.
With enough spirit stones, Bai Qianshuang could fully restore her power!
Her expression turned conflicted. She didn’t know how to ask, but she desperately needed them.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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!
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?"
