Ye Chuan returned to the vicinity of his home very late, his entire body wrapped in shadows, pitch-black. Even though he had flown back on his sword, no one in the urban village could spot him in the dead of night.
"Sunshine, rainbow, little white horse, di-di-di-da~" Ye Chuan hummed the tune cheerfully, still cloaked in darkness, as he appeared at his doorstep.
After retracting the shadows, he felt that most of his spiritual energy had been depleted. He glanced at the time silently.
[11:59]
The moment the clock struck midnight, Ye Chuan immediately felt as if his condition had been refreshed—spiritual energy surged within him once more, endless and abundant.
"Nice, fully healed again," Ye Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
Upon entering the living room, the sound of a door opening came from nearby. Ye Chuan noticed a girl with waist-length hair stepping out slowly. She was still dressed in a simple black lace nightgown, her slender, pale legs shimmering as she walked.
When she saw Ye Chuan, she paused briefly before her expression shifted to surprise. "Early Foundation Establishment stage… How?"
Bai Qianshuang stared at Ye Chuan, her stunningly beautiful face filled with disbelief. Her eyes flickered with confusion. "What’s going on? Weren’t you just at the Qi Refining stage a few days ago?"
No one could break through an entire major realm in just a few days.
"Maybe I’m just talented?" Ye Chuan grinned. "Being around you must’ve pushed me straight into Foundation Establishment."
Unsurprisingly, Bai Qianshuang didn’t buy his explanation. But considering that everyone had their secrets, she simply shook her head and suppressed her doubts for now.
The restoration of her strength also put Bai Qianshuang in an excellent mood. She never expected that she could continue cultivating and improving her power in this place.
Just then, Lan Xiaoke poked her head out after hearing the conversation outside. Thanks to her unique ability to phase through walls, from Ye Chuan’s perspective, it looked like a disembodied head had suddenly appeared on the door.
"What are you guys talking about?"
"None of your business," Bai Qianshuang replied coldly.
"Wow! You’re seriously so mean! I didn’t even do anything to you!" Lan Xiaoke floated out indignantly, hands on her hips mid-air.
"Xiaoke is gonna get mad!"
"Hmm?" Bai Qianshuang merely glanced at her.
Lan Xiaoke suddenly remembered that her strength was nothing compared to Bai Qianshuang’s. Instantly shrinking back, she retreated into the wall. "You guys keep chatting, I won’t disturb~"
Watching Lan Xiaoke slip back into her room, Ye Chuan turned his attention back. "Xiaoke’s gonna be living here from now on. You two should get along—it’s not like you have any grudges."
Bai Qianshuang stiffened slightly before muttering, "I dislike ghosts."
"Why?"
After a few seconds of silence, Bai Qianshuang finally spoke. "My family was killed by malevolent spirits."
"Oh? So if a human killed your father, would you hate all humans?" Ye Chuan countered.
Bai Qianshuang shook her head.
"Exactly. There are good and bad people, just like there are good and bad ghosts," Ye Chuan said. "Lan Xiaoke might not be the brightest ghost, but she’s harmless at worst."
"Who said I’m dumb?!" Lan Xiaoke’s head popped out again.
"Plus, Lan Xiaoke died from choking on food, so there’s really no need to be so cold toward her," Ye Chuan added with a chuckle.
Choking… on food?
Bai Qianshuang clearly hadn’t expected such an absurd cause of death. She looked at Lan Xiaoke with mild astonishment. "Such a foolish way to die?"
Ye Chuan shrugged. "Hence, dumb ghost."
Lan Xiaoke, still peeking from the door: "..."
You two, calling me dumb right to my face? Rude much?
"I’ve been too stubborn," Bai Qianshuang seemed to realize something. Her gaze softened as she looked at Lan Xiaoke again. "My apologies, Miss Lan."
Lan Xiaoke was stunned for a second—Bai Qianshuang actually apologized to her?
The next moment, she immediately puffed up with pride. "Hmph! The magnanimous shall not hold grudges against the petty!"
"Hmm?" Bai Qianshuang raised an eyebrow.
Lan Xiaoke instantly ducked back into the room.
What a coward. Absolute coward.
Ye Chuan shook his head at the scene. Still, with this start, the two should be able to get along soon enough.
Setting Lan Xiaoke aside, Ye Chuan noticed Bai Qianshuang still standing stiffly. He gestured casually.
"Qianshuang, come sit."
"Mm."
Bai Qianshuang sat properly on the sofa, her demeanor as cool and detached as ever, her beautiful eyes calm and unreadable. Seeing her so indifferent, Ye Chuan suddenly grinned.
"Feel like going out for some barbecue?"
"Barbecue…" At the mention of food, Bai Qianshuang’s throat moved slightly, and even her usually flat hair seemed to perk up.
After all, the last time they visited the snack street, the flavors had left an unforgettable impression on her.
Pure, unadulterated… food science.
"But it’ll cost you money," Bai Qianshuang said. She still didn’t fully understand how people earned income in this world, though she had occasionally stumbled upon live streams where viewers tipped the streamers.
Was that how people made money here?
"It’s fine. Didn’t you swear to stay by my side forever? If I don’t treat you well, who will?" Ye Chuan took her stiff hand gently, his voice warm.
"Don’t break your oath, okay?"
After all, you’re my golden goose—both in money and resources. What would I do without you?
He really didn’t want to end up chasing Bai Qianshuang’s flying sword someday, screaming—
"Qianshuang, how am I supposed to live without you?!"
Bai Qianshuang’s fair cheeks flushed faintly as Ye Chuan held her hand. She quickly pulled away. "I—I made a heavenly oath. Of course I won’t leave."
She added solemnly, "Or else, my soul shall scatter."
Hearing her assurance, Ye Chuan’s smile deepened.
"Um… when we go out," Bai Qianshuang tugged at the hem of her skirt, suddenly speaking in a small voice, "can I have a cup of milk tea?"
"As many as you want."
"Then… I’ll go change." Bai Qianshuang stood up immediately. A few seconds later, however, she noticed Ye Chuan following her into the room. Her expression remained blank as she asked,
"Ye Chuan, what are you doing?"
"Helping you pick out a nice outfit for going out," Ye Chuan said innocently. "Some clothes are tricky to wear alone."
Bai Qianshuang: "..."
"Unnecessary."
The next second, the sword by her side trembled faintly under her aura.
"Alright, fine. I’ll wait outside."
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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?"
