Su Ji gritted his teeth and stepped forward, reaching out to pinch that overly radiant, beautiful face.
Seeing this, Su Jiu stopped laughing and hastily took a step back.
Dodging his demonic claws, her watery, fox-like eyes still held a lingering amusement.
"Senior Brother, your reaction is so slow."
Su Ji's face grew even darker.
He felt his blood pressure soaring.
"Do you think my temper has been too good these past few days?"
Su Ji advanced on Su Jiu step by step, and she retreated step by step, refusing to let him close the distance.
"I do not."
Su Jiu denied it verbally, but the upward curve of her lips betrayed her true mood.
She just felt that the lifeless Su Ji from the past few days, who could not muster enthusiasm for anything, had made her deeply uneasy.
This current Su Ji—the one who could get angry, blow his top, and call her name through gritted teeth—was the one who made her feel familiar and at ease.
Su Ji finally seized an opportunity, cornering her against a protruding rock. Planting his hands on either side of her, he trapped her securely between himself and the stone.
He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers.
In his reignited eyes burned a dangerous flame.
"I think you are itching for a beating."
Su Jiu's cheeks flushed under his scorching gaze. She instinctively turned her head to the side, not daring to meet his eyes.
"Who told you to... who told you to look half-dead these past few days." Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of imperceptible grievance.
Hearing this, Su Ji paused.
Looking at Su Jiu's reddened earlobes and slightly trembling eyelashes, the little bit of anger in his heart vanished without a trace.
He reached out. This time, he did not pinch her face, but gently brushed aside the loose hair at her temples that had been ruffled by the wind.
His movements were tender.
"I was wrong."
Su Jiu's body stiffened slightly.
She had not expected Su Ji to apologize so straightforwardly.
Su Ji withdrew his hand and took a step back, putting some distance between them.
The expression on his face turned solemn once more.
"So, the rift is still there, right?"
Su Jiu fell silent for a moment before nodding gently.
"Yes."
She paused, then added a sentence.
"But it feels like it will not last much longer."
Hearing this, Su Ji let out a long sigh of relief.
The heavy weight in his heart finally settled.
Thank goodness.
The path is still there.
"Let's go then."
Su Ji turned around without the slightest hesitation.
Su Ji's footsteps paused. He looked back at Su Jiu and grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
"First, we will settle the sect's affairs, and then..."
He paused, an ambiguous light flickering in his eyes.
"Then, we go meet that golden-robed bastard."
Su Jiu looked at his confident and spirited appearance, losing herself in a momentary daze.
She opened her mouth, wanting to ask if he was really sure about this.
But the words reached her lips and were swallowed back down.
She knew that this question had lost its meaning.
Because Su Ji had already made his choice.
Regardless of whether the road ahead led to life or death, he would walk down it.
Not every choice is right.
Nor does every choice necessarily have to be the right one.
As long as you feel it is right.
Then it is right.
Su Jiu said no more, simply following his footsteps in silence.
The two of them, one in front of the other, walked toward the direction they had come from.
The wind blew from behind.
It carried over the distant shouts of the burly man leading the workers as they carved a path on that cliff of despair.
"As long as I want to walk, the path is right beneath my feet!"
Su Ji's footsteps did not pause for a second.
Yes.
The path is right beneath his feet.
...
Xiangsi Sect.
When the figures of Su Ji and Su Jiu appeared before the mountain gate once again.
The disciple guarding the mountain, Senior Brother Liu, was stunned for a moment before immediately bowing to pay his respects.
"Sect..."
"That is enough." Su Ji waved his hand, cutting him off directly.
He had no time to deal with such red tape right now.
Su Ji walked straight toward the back mountain, with Su Jiu silently following behind him.
He first went to find Li Fan.
At this moment, Li Fan was with his soul cultivator Dao companion on the martial arts field, instructing a group of newly recruited disciples in their cultivation.
Upon seeing Su Ji, Li Fan's serious face instantly filled with fanatical worship. Leaving the group of disciples behind, he ran over in quick strides.
"Senior! You have returned!"
Su Ji looked at his eager appearance, looking as if he wanted to drop to his knees and kowtow, and felt a headache coming on.
"During the time I was away, did anything major happen in the sect?"
Li Fan shook his head. "Everything is peaceful."
He paused, then added, "If I have to mention a major event... it would be that the Puppet Heaven Holy Land sent someone over to deliver the remaining spirit stones."
"Oh?" Su Ji raised an eyebrow. "How much did they send?"
"The remaining 1.9 million top-grade spirit stones have been paid in full."
Saying this, a satisfied smile appeared on Li Fan's face.
"The elder who came to deliver the spirit stones was as respectful as a grandson, terrified that we might refuse to accept them."
Hearing this, Su Ji nodded in satisfaction.
Good thing that old geezer knew what was good for him.
"Where are the spirit stones?"
"They have all been placed in the sect's storehouse, just as you instructed."
Su Ji nodded, then patted Li Fan on the shoulder.
"Well done."
He thought for a moment before speaking again.
"From today onward, you are the acting Sect Master of the Xiangsi Sect."
Hearing this, Li Fan turned pale with fright and hastily waved his hands.
"Senior! This is absolutely impossible! How could I possibly have the virtue or ability..."
"If I say you can, you can," Su Ji interrupted him impatiently. "My junior sister and I are going on a long journey, and our return date is uncertain."
"I am leaving everything inside and outside the sect to you."
"If the two of you need those spirit stones, feel free to use them."
"You can also reward some to disciples who perform well within the sect."
Li Fan wanted to say more, but Su Ji glared him into silence with a single look.
"This is an order."
"For the time being, no one will dare lay a hand on the Xiangsi Sect."
"But as time passes, if I do not show myself, there will always be someone eager to try."
"Hold the fort for as long as you can; if you cannot, just run away."
"I really have offended too many people."
"But it is impossible for me to run over and kill them all right now."
Li Fan opened his mouth, but ultimately could only bow and accept the order.
"Yes!"
He knew that the senior before him was by no means an ordinary figure confined to a small pond.
The place he was heading to was definitely a much broader world.
To be able to guard this sect for him was already an immense honor.
Having given his instructions to Li Fan, Su Ji turned and left.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?!
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."
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?"
