However, what Tian Xiaotian found rather strange was that no one seemed surprised by her presence—at this moment, Tian Xiaotian's body was translucent, and she had several wounds on her. No matter how you looked at it, she clearly appeared injured.
"Me? Oh, you're asking about that." Hearing Tian Xiaotian ask about this, Lan Xiaoke casually waved her hand.
"Ye Chuan is always bringing weird people back home."
Lan Xiaoke waved her hand again. "Someone like you only counts as a loli in our house."
"Ah... a loli? So that's how it is." Tian Xiaotian stood there blankly for a good while before seemingly accepting reality.
She looked left and right, her gaze slowly sweeping across the entire living room following Lan Xiaoke's gesture, and her tense shoulder line unconsciously relaxed a bit.
There was no foul stench of black rain here, no bizarre roars. There was only a faint, fresh scent of wood mixed with the smell of sunlight drifting into her nose, dispelling the lingering chill around her.
After spending a hundred years in the weird dungeon, Tian Xiaotian was truly exhausted.
Seeing the scene before her, she even wondered if the boss coming to save her and bringing her to his world was just another illusion created by the weird dungeon.
Truth and falsehood blurred together; she really couldn't tell them apart anymore.
The entire house had a rich log cabin style. Beneath her feet was a solid wood floor with clearly visible grain, polished bright and clean.
Two black game controllers were casually tossed on the sofa, with faint traces of use still visible on the buttons. Next to them lay a folded cream-colored knitted blanket, making the place feel very much like a home.
Her gaze shifted toward the window, which happened to be fitted with white sheer curtains. A gentle breeze blew through the gaps in the curtains, causing a wooden wind chime hanging by the windowsill to sway gently.
It inexplicably brought peace to one's heart.
"This is so nice..."
Tian Xiaotian subconsciously raised her hand and looked at her translucent palm. The residual black marks on her palm, symbolizing the erosion of filth, seemed to fade a little in this warm yellow light and gentle atmosphere.
Her shoulders slumped slightly as her tight nerves relaxed bit by bit, and the suffocating sense of oppression in her chest gradually dissipated.
Her body, which had been trembling slightly from extreme tension, steadied itself, and even her breathing became much smoother.
She felt like a person who had been drifting for a long time and had finally found a safe harbor to dock in.
"What are you spacing out for?" Lan Xiaoke's voice pulled Tian Xiaotian's thoughts back.
"Nothing, it's just really nice here." Tian Xiaotian shook her head.
Lan Xiaoke asked, "Oh right, what's your name?"
"Tian Xiaotian."
"Tian what tian?"
"Tian, Xiaotian."
"What Little Sweetie?" Lan Xiaoke scratched her head. This name seemed a bit of a tongue twister; it didn't sound as nice as her own name, Lan Xiaoke.
Tian Xiaotian: "..."
"You can call me whatever you want," Tian Xiaotian finally gave up.
"Okay, Tian Xiaotian."
"..."
Whatever. The people around the boss probably just weren't all that normal anyway.
Right at that moment, Ye Chuan walked out, holding a newly refined Void-Condensing Body-Sculpting Pill in his hand.
"Here, eat this and you can resurrect directly." Ye Chuan tossed the pill to Tian Xiaotian.
Hearing it was such a precious item, she immediately reached out to catch it. "Boss..."
"What is it?"
"I don't know how to repay you," Tian Xiaotian said softly.
She knew Ye Chuan loved money and transactional exchanges, but right now, she seemed to have absolutely nothing.
"Repay?" Ye Chuan thought for a moment, then finally waved his hand. "Forget it. The house isn't short of an extra pair of chopsticks. Just live well in my house from now on."
"If you want, you can help clean up the place."
That single sentence made Tian Xiaotian freeze for a moment. Seeming to feel the kindness in Ye Chuan's words, tears welled up in her eyes as she clutched the pill in her hand and nodded vigorously.
"Join my pet faction." Lan Xiaoke grabbed Tian Xiaotian. "The days of just eating and waiting to die are awesome."
"Pet?"
"Yes, pet!"
Although Tian Xiaotian didn't quite understand, seeing Lan Xiaoke's pleading little eyes, she finally agreed.
Since Tian Xiaotian was going to move in, a room definitely needed to be prepared.
"Hmm..." Ye Chuan wasn't sure what style of room Tian Xiaotian liked, but he directly opened the renovation function anyway.
"Hey, what kind of room do you like?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Boss, any room is fine with me," Tian Xiaotian said immediately. "I wouldn't even mind sleeping in the storage room."
For Tian Xiaotian, as long as it wasn't the world of the weird dungeon, it was already a massive blessing.
Who would want to wake up and face weird horrors every day? Even if you lived in a palace, if you bumped into weird horrors daily, there would be zero happiness to speak of.
In her current situation, as long as there were no weird horrors, Tian Xiaotian would be fine even sleeping on the streets.
"Just give me a rough idea of what you need. You're a member of the family now, too," Ye Chuan said.
A member of the family...
Such words made Tian Xiaotian pause, an inexplicable warm current surging through her heart.
"Can I really ask for things?"
"Yeah. If you want, I can even custom-build you a room with the exact same black rain scenario." Ye Chuan's next sentence scared Tian Xiaotian so much that her mushroom-cut hair puffed up.
"I'm just joking." Ye Chuan laughed. "Oh right, do you want me to let Xiao Tian out so you mother and daughter can live together?"
"She's already been chopped up," Tian Xiaotian said expressionlessly.
Having survived in the weird dungeon for so long, Tian Xiaotian wasn't some naive, sweet girl. She wouldn't show any mercy to those who needed to be killed, even if it was her adopted daughter.
Betrayal was betrayal.
"Fair enough."
"I'd like a warm bed, a space to bathe, a desk, and a wardrobe," Tian Xiaotian stated her requests.
"Pretty standard. Do you want a computer?"
"If possible."
"Sure." Ye Chuan tossed the requests into the renovation function, and very quickly produced what Tian Xiaotian wanted.
The moment she pushed open the door, Tian Xiaotian realized the room was huge—even significantly larger than the living room. It was so big that she asked Ye Chuan beside her in a daze,
"Boss, is my room really this big?"
Judging by the size of the living room, the bedroom shouldn't have been this large.
"Do you like it?"
"I like it... but it's too extravagant..."
"As long as you like it. You can resurrect here. Reshaping your body will take a little time." As Ye Chuan spoke, he glanced at Lan Xiaoke, who had followed behind them looking like a curious baby.
"You can ask her about the rest. Even though she's a bit silly, she basically knows everything about the house."
"Ye Chuan, I feel like you have some misunderstandings about me," the white-haired girl said.
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...
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?"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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!
