The eerie scene left Ye Chuan momentarily dazed.
Why was this thing calling him "brother"? Was it his sister's...
"Original form?"
The massive crimson tissue, spanning dozens of meters in length and width, nearly filled one side of the basement. As Ye Chuan snapped back to reality and was about to speak, the creature extended a tentacle.
"Brother, I'm so hungry~"
"Let me eat you."
The tentacle lashed out without warning!
Sensing danger, Ye Chuan immediately raised his sword and slashed!
The severed tentacle writhed, but the enormous crimson mass only grew more frenzied, its voice shrill. "Brother, aren’t we family?!"
"Let me eat you!"
"I'm so hungry!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"
Countless eyes locked onto him as more tentacles surged forward. Without hesitation, Ye Chuan turned and fled.
The pursuing tentacles snaked after him like vines!
"This is nothing like my sister. Not cute at all," Ye Chuan cursed under his breath. What kind of friendly target was a sister who wanted to devour him?!
His mind raced.
"One of the experiments?"
"More than one sister?"
"Overloaded."
Dodging the relentless tentacles, Ye Chuan burst outside, only for them to grow even more violent, desperately trying to drag him back.
At the same time, the ground beneath him began to tremble.
In the blink of an eye, the pristine school buildings crumbled into ruins. The once-peaceful daytime scenery was brutally torn apart, as if everything before had been an illusion.
......
"What’s happening?!"
"Huh?"
Tian Xiaotian and Zhang Ya, still on campus, froze in shock. Just as they were about to leave for home, the surroundings transformed before their eyes.
The sky was now dominated by a blood-red moon. The hallway, once bathed in sunset, lay in ruins, smeared with ominous dark-red stains.
It was as if they’d been thrust into a nightmare world!
"Something’s wrong, Xiaotian! Very wrong!" Zhang Ya tightened her grip on her weapon. "We need to get out of here now!"
"Go!" Tian Xiaotian’s instincts screamed at her. Though she didn’t understand why this was happening, the rising chorus of screams around them left no room for doubt. "Ahhh!!!!"
"Ahhh!!!!"
The cries grew closer. Turning toward the source, they saw their teachers—now grotesque monsters wrapped in crimson tissue, their bodies twisted beyond recognition, covered in writhing tendrils.
Some even had tentacles sprouting from their eye sockets, each lined with countless tiny eyeballs.
The grotesque, horrifying sight made Tian Xiaotian and Zhang Ya’s scalps tingle.
Only one thought filled their minds:
Run!
Even if they didn’t know why this was happening, the monsters before them left no room for resistance.
The barrage of comments reached its peak—
[That idiot actually went into the basement?]
[The Silent Academy just entered Phase Two. There’s no clearing it without dealing with that monster.]
[How? Once Phase Two starts, the teachers keep getting stronger.]
[The last team that sneaked into the basement got wiped out.]
[Game over. Show’s done.]
[No way to beat that thing. Its true form spans the entire dungeon—no, it IS the dungeon.]
[They could’ve just survived quietly or taken the Principal’s route to fight it together.]
[Let’s go. Nothing left to see here. Any chance of a comeback?]
......
The campus grew increasingly nightmarish, as if corroded. Flesh-like crimson tissue spread everywhere, the ground splitting open to reveal swaying tentacles.
"I’m so hungry..." The whisper-like voice echoed in everyone’s minds.
The Principal, approaching the school, froze at the sight of the blood-drenched campus. Realization dawned. "This... Who woke her up?"
"You?" He glanced at the unconscious girl in his arms—his sister, motionless, her white hair streaked with blood.
His expression darkened. Then, his eyes snapped upward.
Someone was flying in the sky!
It was Ye Chuan!
"You bastard!!!!!!!! I’ll devour you!!!!!!!!" The Principal roared, veins bulging across his body.
At this point, he no longer cared how Ye Chuan had survived—or how he’d returned to campus first.
"..." Ye Chuan surveyed the chaos below.
Had he...
Messed up?
Was this why his sister had warned him not to go near the basement?
His gaze dropped to the monstrous Principal, now hurling curses at him, and the bloodied white-haired girl lying nearby.
"Rescue the cheap sister first." Ye Chuan descended on his hoverboard, weapon aimed straight at the Principal.
"Clang!" Metal screeched as his spirit sword met the Principal’s spiked defense, unable to pierce through.
"Argh!!" The monstrous Principal flung Ye Chuan back with a pained, furious snarl.
"Do you even know what you’re doing?! You fool!"
"What I’m doing? Wasn’t this your experiment, old man?" Ye Chuan’s voice was icy as he ran a finger along his blade. "I don’t get why that thing in the basement calls me ‘brother,’ but you’re no saint either."
"You understand nothing." The Principal glared coldly. "The experiment wasn’t our fault!"
"Stubborn." Ye Chuan calmly drew his revolver.
"Say whatever you want to this."
Gunshots rang out in rapid succession, forcing the monstrous Principal back as bullets tore through his flesh.
"Gahhhhhh!!!!" His face contorted further, yet he lunged again.
"Let’s see how many bullets you’ve got!"
"Hard to say." Ye Chuan kept firing. The Principal staggered under the barrage, panic creeping into his voice. "W-wait! We can work together!"
"No deals with you."
"Don’t you want the truth?!"
That gave Ye Chuan pause. "Go on."
The Principal halted, panting heavily, his grotesque eyes fixed on Ye Chuan. "You really want to know?"
Ye Chuan wordlessly raised the revolver.
"Fine." After taking a few more bullets, the Principal finally relented, shrinking back into his hunched form.
"It’s all because of her."
He pointed at the unconscious girl.
"Don’t follow."
"We became monsters... because of her!" The Principal’s voice rose, laced with anguish.
"Keep talking." Ye Chuan’s tone remained flat.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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?"
