The vibrant spring scenery of Wanchun Garden quieted down as the arrival of the "Ice Block" put an end to the silent competition. Even the fabric on the little sister from the Joyous Sect seemed to multiply.
The preparations for the grand event proceeded smoothly and methodically.
Ying Bing sipped tea in the hall for a while before heading to the kitchen, like a sliver of moonlight illuminating the mundane world.
The flowers of the garden collectively sighed in relief—her presence was overwhelmingly oppressive. It wasn’t just her aura and beauty that dominated; she was also their financial backer, which made it downright suffocating.
"Tu Yan was so rude earlier—isn’t she angry?"
"Is this the grace of the Frost Fairy? No wonder she’s so prosperous."
"She wasn’t just saying it—she’s really going to cook for us in the kitchen. She’s oddly kind."
Li Mo: "..."
Do you all really not see the giant "DANGER" sign floating above your heads? It’s glowing so red it’s practically demonic!
With a sigh, he got up and followed her to the kitchen.
......
Meanwhile, at the neighboring Fengyue Pavilion.
As dusk fell, guests came and went in droves. Since its rebranding as a foot spa, the establishment had gained quite the reputation, attracting an increasing number of noble patrons eager to experience its therapeutic services.
In one of the private rooms, a few guests lounged in relaxation, occasionally letting out soft murmurs of pleasure.
The attendants found it strange—they couldn’t even tell if the guests were male or female.
"Keep the change as a tip."
A burly middle-aged man at the head of the group handed over a silver ingot.
"We’ll leave you to your rest, then."
Hua Nongying reached out to take it, only to feel the man’s fingers brush lightly against the back of her hand.
Frowning, she couldn’t tell if it was intentional or accidental. She stepped out and closed the door behind her.
"The fourth-ranked beauty on the Flower Ranking truly lives up to her reputation—enough to shame the moon and flowers. If only I could wear her face..."
The burly man sniffed the lingering fragrance on his fingers, his face flushing with excitement.
A swirling aura of yin and yang energy surrounded him, blurring his middle-aged features.
"We’re here on important business. Don’t stir up unnecessary trouble."
Hall Master Lu of the Blood Refining Hall spoke up, clearly displeased with the man’s behavior. He snorted coldly:
"A top courtesan like her, reduced to working in a place like this—it’s highly unusual. Be careful not to invite disaster."
"I know what I’m doing."
The burly man’s voice steadied, and the ripples on his face smoothed out. "I’ve already sent people to infiltrate Wanchun Garden. They’re blending in among the Flower Ranking women—nothing will go wrong."
"As long as they don’t break character, no one will see through them."
Hall Master Lu finally relaxed.
The techniques of the Yin-Yang Hall relied on maintaining mental equilibrium. As long as one’s emotions remained stable, without any psychological vulnerabilities, their disguises would be flawless.
Thanks to such methods, the Yin-Yang Hall had grown rapidly in recent years, succeeding in one operation after another.
......
Back in Wanchun Garden’s kitchen.
"Ice Block, what’s this dish called?"
Li Mo stared at the pot of unidentifiable contents before him, deep in thought.
"Spicy Fish Scales," Ying Bing replied flatly, her dark hair tied back neatly.
"And this next one?"
Li Mo felt an ominous sense of déjà vu.
"Crystal Sugar Pork Intestines."
"Crystal sugar? Where’s the sugar?"
Looking at the frozen pig intestines skewered on bamboo sticks, glistening with frost, Li Mo finally understood her meaning.
But honestly, wouldn’t "Popsicle Intestines" be a more fitting name?
Even Chef Li had never imagined these two words could ever appear together in a dish.
"Is it not good?"
"In a certain sense, Ice Block, you’re truly a genius."
Li Mo didn’t want to crush her confidence.
Even if her progress seemed to be moving in reverse.
"Then... try it?"
Ying Bing picked up a fish scale with her chopsticks.
Li Mo: "..."
The chefs who had been watching nearby immediately scattered like startled birds, suddenly "busy" with tasks—though no one could tell what they were actually doing.
At first, they had thought that even if the Frost Fairy’s cooking wasn’t great, tasting a bite would still be an honor.
Then they saw the finished products.
Their vision darkened, and their minds exploded.
Eat this?
One bite, and their culinary souls would shatter!
"Li Mo is really going to try it?"
"I never understood before, but now I see—the mental fortitude of the top-ranked Hidden Dragon is truly unmatched."
"..."
"How is it?"
Ying Bing spread her arms, waiting for Li Mo to untie her apron.
Li Mo’s spirit wavered, but he managed to keep his expression from twisting into outright horror. "There’s just one thing that needs improvement."
"What?"
"Add some medicinal pills to it. My constitution can handle it, but others might not."
Black Pepper Oil Spicy Fish Scales.
Frozen Pork Intestine Popsicles infused with Lunar Energy.
Did anyone without body-refining training stand a chance?
But where there was crisis, there was opportunity. Li Mo saw this as an investment.
Why not mix in some detoxifying and qi-balancing pills to counteract the effects?
So he took out several bottles of high-grade elixirs, ground them into powder with Ying Bing, and added a whole bottle to each dish.
The chefs leaned back in horror.
You’re worried about poisoning people, so you dump priceless pills into the food?
How... considerate.
But this felt eerily similar to disinfecting a wound while still whipping it.
......
Meanwhile, across the way.
The Yin-Yang Hall Master and Hall Master Lu were enjoying tea and music, basking in post-massage relaxation while waiting for good news from their subordinates.
But before long, a figure stumbled into their room in panic.
"Huh? Why are you back alone? What’s the situation over there?"
"My infiltration failed."
The man’s face was pale, his yin-yang energy dissipating uncontrollably, revealing his true form—a young man, no longer disguised as a maid.
"Don’t tell me... you were exposed?"
Hall Master Lu immediately tensed.
Given the subordinate’s state—a hardened member of their demonic sect who had endured countless trials and tortures—it was shocking to see him so terrified.
"No, that’s not it."
"Then how did you fail?"
"The food at Wanchun Garden... it’s lethal."
Just the memory made his stomach churn.
"How bad could it be? We of the demonic sect are ruthless—to others and ourselves. If necessary, we’d eat dog dung without flinching. What kind of excuse is this?"
The Yin-Yang Hall Master refused to accept such a weak explanation.
"I... secretly packed some for you."
The subordinate had come prepared.
He produced several plates of unidentifiable horrors, and the room fell silent.
"Listen here—you must persevere through hardship..."
The Yin-Yang Hall Master continued lecturing while discreetly sweeping the dishes onto the floor.
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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
