"Hmm~"
As evening fell, Xie Yuyan hummed a cheerful tune while cooking dinner. Today was undoubtedly the happiest day she'd had in a while.
Just then, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared behind her. Xie Yuyan's pale blue eyes flickered with awareness, sensing someone's approach, yet she continued her task without pause.
Suddenly, a pair of large hands slipped around her waist. Feeling them, Xie Yuyan couldn't suppress a secret thrill in her heart.
Oh my, has my dear Ye Feng finally come to his senses? she thought. Well then, I should play along and not disappoint him~
With that in mind, Xie Yuyan deliberately leaned back slightly, intending to melt into Ye Feng's embrace. But in the blink of an eye—he vanished.
"Huh?"
Confused, she turned around to see what Ye Feng was up to, only to find him staring right back at her.
"What's wrong, Yuyan? Weren't you making dinner?"
Seeing his innocent expression, Xie Yuyan gritted her teeth in frustration. With a sultry tone, she purred, "Ye Feng, are you teasing me? Sneaking up on me like that and then trying to slip away?"
"Huh? What are you talking about... Xie Yuyan, what are you doing?"
Baffled by her words, Ye Feng opened his mouth to explain, but Xie Yuyan was already sauntering toward him with slow, deliberate steps.
"Of course, I'm going to~"
She tilted her delicate chin up, her beautiful eyes narrowing into mesmerizing crescents. Just as she was about to reach him, Ye Feng hastily blurted out the truth.
"Xie Yuyan, I was just tying your apron! You misunderstood!"
"Eh? Tying... my apron?"
At his words, Xie Yuyan froze, then glanced down in surprise. Sure enough, an apron she hadn't noticed before was now neatly fastened around her waist.
"Yeah, cooking involves a lot of oil and smoke. I figured I'd help you out."
Though Xie Yuyan's face fell slightly, Ye Feng could sense her gaze lingering on him from the corner of her eye—a clear sign that danger still loomed. Seizing the moment, he bolted toward the front door.
"X-Xie Yuyan, I just remembered I forgot something! I’ll run downstairs and be right back!"
"Alright, I'll be waiting for you at home, Ye Feng~"
Xie Yuyan didn't question his sudden departure. After all, she had already taken precautions. These days, acquiring tracking or surveillance devices was child's play. She had long since tampered with Ye Feng's phone—now, all she needed to do was glance at her own phone to monitor his every move.
With a confident smirk, she pulled her phone from her pocket. "Now then, let’s see what you 'forgot,' Ye Feng~ I hope you don’t disappoint me... or I might have to make you recuperate for a while longer."
Watching the blinking red dot on her screen, she nodded in satisfaction.
"Looks like Ye Feng is still in the elevator—he hasn’t moved much. Might as well listen in and see if he’s hiding anything from me~"
She tapped the red dot. Static crackled briefly before a faint voice came through.
"Huh? Why is the audio so low? I tested this earlier—the reception was crystal clear. Did it get wet?"
After fiddling with the settings, she maxed out the volume.
"That should do it."
Just as she murmured to herself, a familiar voice echoed back.
[That should do it.]
"W-What?!"
Xie Yuyan’s eyes widened in horror. She flung her phone onto the couch and sprinted toward the bedroom, dread coiling in her chest.
The moment she burst in, her worst fear was confirmed—Ye Feng’s phone lay motionless on the nightstand.
"H-He didn’t... take it? Why... why didn’t he bring his phone?"
The excitement in her heart evaporated, replaced by icy numbness. Her smile faded as if doused by cold water.
"You promised... you’d stay with me... always. No wonder you left your phone behind—you were trying to lower my guard and escape, weren’t you?"
"Why... after I trusted you so much... why would you lie to me? Why, why..."
Her voice trembled, muttering incoherently as if possessed. Her entire body stiffened like a lifeless machine.
Then, the room plunged into dead silence—broken only by the metallic shing of a blade being drawn...
Click.
At that moment, Ye Feng burst through the front door, panting heavily. Before he could step inside, he froze—Xie Yuyan stood in the doorway, staring at him with hollow eyes.
"Y-Yuyan?!"
One hand hidden behind his back, Ye Feng flinched at her sudden appearance. He had assumed she was still cooking, not lying in wait like this. This complicates things...
With a forced smile, he pulled out the bag he’d been hiding. He had planned a surprise for her, but now... that chance seemed lost.
"Y-Y-Ye Feng?! You... you came back?!"
"Huh? Shouldn’t I have?"
"N-No! That’s not what I meant... I just... didn’t expect you back so soon."
Xie Yuyan clasped her hands behind her back, retreating step by step while forcing a smile. She couldn’t let him see the dagger she was gripping...
"Yuyan, are you okay? You sound... off."
Ye Feng shut the door behind him and placed the bag on the dining table.
"Come on, don’t just stand there. Let’s have some cake."
"Eh? C-Cake?"
Her gaze snapped to the bag on the table. Shock made her fingers loosen—the dagger slipped from her grasp and clattered to the floor.
Clang.
Xie Yuyan shuddered at the sound, her head bowing in shame like a child caught misbehaving.
"What’s this...?"
Curious, Ye Feng bent down—and froze at the sight of the fallen blade.
"D-Don’t look..."
Her protests were feeble. Once exposed, her shoulders slumped in defeat.
"...I’m sorry."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?"
