Ye Chuan coughed for a good while after hearing Wang Yanran casually throw out a figure of one million. He studied the dead-serious expression on the young woman's face, his mind racing with calculations.
How the hell is this girl so loaded? She didn’t even blink at tossing out a million like it was pocket change.
Are you messing with me?
But Wang Yanran didn’t seem to be joking. Maybe he’d just been poor for too long—the idea of someone paying a million for a video felt utterly absurd to him.
Noticing Ye Chuan’s prolonged silence and coughing, Wang Yanran quickly clarified, "Senior, do you want ten million instead? I don’t have that much liquid cash on hand right now, but I could gather it in a few days."
"No, no, a million’s fine. More than enough," Ye Chuan coughed again, not wanting her to go through the trouble of gathering more money. Who knew what kind of complications might pop up in those few days?
What if this woman got killed by that guy again? Or changed her mind halfway?
Money in hand was the only real security. Taking more would just invite unnecessary trouble.
Putting on a composed front, he said, "Transfer me the million, and I’ll send you the video."
"Deal!"
Wang Yanran had no issue with the price. After all, Ye Chuan had saved her life, and the video contained crucial evidence. A million was more than reasonable.
"Send it to this account." After adding Wang Yanran as a contact, Ye Chuan shared his bank details.
Ever since the "Myriad Realms" app appeared on his phone, his bank transactions seemed shielded from scrutiny—no investigations, no matter how large the sums.
When the million hit his account, Ye Chuan’s heart pounded wildly.
This trip had been beyond worth it. Not only had he gained a cowardly ghost tenant, but he’d also scored a cool million for free.
[Account balance has reached the specified threshold. Myriad Realms APP now unlocks Alchemy and Medicine Crafting functions.]
A pop-up notification on his phone made him pause.
Huh?
Alchemy? Medicine Crafting?
What bizarre new features was this app rolling out now? Could he start brewing his own Tiger Strength Pills?
"Senior, did you receive the money?" Wang Yanran asked, noticing his distracted stare at the screen.
"Oh, yeah. Got it." Ye Chuan snapped back to reality and forwarded the video to her. "Alright, Miss Wang, till we meet again."
He then gave Lan Xiaoke’s ghostly backside a light kick. "Come on, coward. Let’s go home."
"I can’t leave," Lan Xiaoke whined, rubbing her spectral rear.
If she could’ve left, she would’ve done so ages ago. Ever since choking to death, Lan Xiaoke had been bound to the fifth floor, wandering aimlessly every night.
"She’s a low-tier earthbound spirit—what people call a ‘lingering ghost.’ Sudden deaths with unresolved grudges often trap souls like hers," Wang Yanran explained.
Lan Xiaoke nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at rice.
"So how do I take her with me?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Resolve her lingering regret, and she can either reincarnate or leave this place." Wang Yanran turned to Lan Xiaoke. "What’s something you still wish for?"
Lan Xiaoke blurted out, "I—I want to log into my game account!"
The answer left both Ye Chuan and Wang Yanran speechless.
"Seriously? Other ghosts usually want revenge or to see their loved ones. What kind of ghost are you?" Ye Chuan stared at her incredulously.
A gamer ghost?
Did this shut-in die mid-raid?
"You don’t understand! I looted an item worth tens of thousands! But I died before I could sell it!" Lan Xiaoke flailed her translucent arms in frustration. "I barely had any allowance, and just when I was about to strike it rich—BAM! Dead!"
Ye Chuan suddenly sympathized.
Dying right before cashing in on a windfall? Yeah, that’d leave anyone resentful.
But what kind of in-game item was worth that much?
After getting the game’s name from Lan Xiaoke, Ye Chuan frowned. "That sounds familiar..."
He pulled out his phone and searched.
"Discontinued twenty years ago?" The moment the words left his mouth, Lan Xiaoke froze.
She floated closer, eyes bulging. "WHAT?!!"
Confirming the truth on his screen, her spirit seemed to age decades in an instant. Collapsing like a deflated balloon, she wailed,
"My fortune... gone?"
Ye Chuan gave her a sidelong glance. "What year were you born?"
"1988."
Ye Chuan: "..."
So you’ve been dead for over two decades.
"I don’t wanna ‘live’ anymore," Lan Xiaoke muttered.
"You’re already dead."
"Waaah—" Her wails intensified, bloody tears nearly splashing onto Ye Chuan.
Sorrow. Absolute despair.
"With her regret resolved, she’s free to leave now," Wang Yanran observed as Lan Xiaoke sniffled pathetically.
Hearing this, Lan Xiaoke perked up. She drifted to the window and tentatively reached outside.
Previously, an invisible force would’ve yanked her back, but this time—nothing. She hovered beyond the window frame, eyes sparkling. "I’m free?!!"
"Now will you come home with me?" Ye Chuan asked as she cartwheeled through the air.
Lan Xiaoke’s expression turned sly. "Heh, no way!"
"FREEDOM!!" With that, she spun around to flee—
Only for crimson light to erupt from the classroom. Chains of energy shot through the window, wrapping around her and hauling her back inside!
"Eeek?!!"
Struggling proved useless against the glowing restraints.
Meeting Ye Chuan and Wang Yanran’s deadpan stares, she forced a sweet smile. "Uh, just kidding?"
Without changing expression, Ye Chuan glanced at Wang Yanran.
"You got any more of those lightning talismans? A few shocks should straighten her out."
Wang Yanran nodded—she had plenty.
"NOOOOOO!!!!" Lan Xiaoke’s head shook like a rattle drum.
But Ye Chuan was only teasing. Seeing Lan Xiaoke’s already pale face go ghostlier, Wang Yanran handed him a Spirit Subduing Talisman instead. "This will let you command minor ghosts."
"Not bad." As Ye Chuan ignited the talisman, a slender chain materialized around Lan Xiaoke’s neck like a collar.
"A single thought from you can reduce her to ashes," Wang Yanran added matter-of-factly, ignoring Lan Xiaoke’s withering glare.
I’m doomed.
Now I’m someone’s ghost slave.
At this moment, Lan Xiaoke’s heart truly died—again.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
