"Phew..."
Shen Yi let out a soft sigh, savoring the brief moment of tranquility.
After a while, he quietly tiptoed to the wall and switched off the main light, leaving only the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the window.
Shu Yunyi, by now, could no longer maintain her sitting posture and had slumped onto the sofa, fast asleep.
Shen Yi frowned slightly as he looked at her.
This wouldn’t do—he couldn’t just let her sleep like this. She’d already had a tiring day, and on top of that, she’d been exposed to the cold night air.
If she spent the night in such an uncomfortable position, she’d likely wake up either sick or with a sore back.
With that thought, Shen Yi glanced toward the bedroom.
Moving silently, he stepped inside and approached the bed where Fu Nanzhi lay.
She was dressed, sprawled across the bed with a thin blanket loosely draped over her stomach.
Shen Yi leaned closer under the moonlight, studying her face. Her breathing was steady, her expression serene and strikingly beautiful in sleep.
‘She needs to move over a bit...’
Straightening up, Shen Yi carefully shifted to the side of the bed and gently nudged Fu Nanzhi’s body, trying to make space.
The sudden movement caused her to roll over, and Shen Yi froze mid-action.
Fortunately, she didn’t wake—only smacked her lips lightly before settling back into sleep.
After some cautious adjustments, Shen Yi finally managed to reposition her properly before slowly withdrawing his arm.
Leaving the bedroom, he returned to Shu Yunyi’s side. He removed her hairpin and placed it on the coffee table, then brushed aside the slightly tousled strands of her hair to reveal her face.
Crouching down, he slid one arm beneath her neck and the other under her knees, lifting her effortlessly into his arms.
Nestled against him, Shu Yunyi shifted slightly, finding a comfortable spot before going still again.
Seeing she remained asleep, Shen Yi carried her into the bedroom, carefully maneuvering around Fu Nanzhi to lay her down on the other side of the bed.
Once she was settled, he moved to the foot of the bed and removed Shu Yunyi’s shoes and socks.
Finally, he pulled the other end of the blanket over her, completing the task.
Standing upright, Shen Yi looked at the two women—Shu Yunyi and Fu Nanzhi—and nodded in satisfaction.
The most harmonious scene yet.
They lay on opposite sides of the bed, both deep in slumber. Perhaps because of their equally striking beauty, the sight was oddly pleasing and balanced.
Shen Yi drew the curtains shut and retreated.
Back in the living room, with the bed occupied, he resigned himself to spending the night on the sofa.
Not that it mattered much—his physique could handle a sleepless night without issue.
The bed, a standard rental unit, was just big enough for two. Squeezing in a third person was out of the question.
Even if it were possible, Shen Yi wouldn’t dare. He wasn’t sure what might happen if he did, and he preferred to stay alive.
Shaking his head, he headed to the bathroom for a quick shower.
Since both women were asleep, he skipped the hairdryer, opting to towel-dry his hair instead.
His hair had grown long, almost covering his eyes—he hadn’t had a haircut in over a month.
Sitting on the sofa, Shen Yi found himself wide awake, his mind filled with thoughts of them.
Now that everything was out in the open, the situation had deviated slightly from his expectations, though not drastically.
If not for the foundation of shared memories and the depth of their feelings for him, this arrangement would have collapsed long ago.
For now, things were holding together, but it was only temporary.
Fu Nanzhi, Shu Yunyi, and Cheng Jun were all strong-willed individuals. Once real competition began, there’d be no room for politeness or compromise.
Signs of tension had already surfaced tonight, though his presence had kept things in check.
But Shen Yi couldn’t monitor them around the clock. If, in some moment he wasn’t there, their conflicts escalated to the point of harming each other, the damage would be irreversible.
If he wanted them to accept one another, he couldn’t let that happen.
Lying back, he stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Abruptly, Shen Yi sat up and summoned the long-dormant system panel.
Name: Shen Yi
Level: Lv.2
Strength: 8
Stamina: 9
Energy: 10
Charm: 81
Assets:
Attribute Points: 1
Romance Points: 14
Items: Simulation Seed
After months of steady effort, Shen Yi’s cash reserves had surpassed a million, despite continuous spending.
The progress bar under his level was nearly full, and the accumulated experience was close to pushing him to Level 3.
The system had manifested when he reached Level 2—he wondered what new functions Level 3 might unlock.
But now wasn’t the time for speculation. His gaze dropped to the bottom of the panel.
[Simulation Seed: Allows a real-time simulation with a freely chosen target.]
‘Might as well try. Who knows?’
Shen Yi’s eyes gleamed with contemplation. Until now, he hadn’t found a use for this seed.
Back when he’d just completed Shu Yunyi’s route and was swamped with other matters, starting a new simulation—especially one involving real people—hadn’t crossed his mind.
‘The description says ‘freely chosen target’—it doesn’t exclude previous subjects. Maybe I can...’
Tonight’s events had sparked the idea.
If he wanted to keep conflicts manageable, simulations were the perfect tool.
Even if things turned disastrous in the simulation, he could always reset and try again.
As for his biggest concern—memory synchronization—that remained to be tested.
This seed was a reward item, his first of its kind, so its exact mechanics were unclear.
But he suspected that memory synchronization wouldn’t come easily—there had to be conditions.
If he could achieve a perfect ending, synchronization would be ideal.
Even if it failed, the simulation would still help him explore possibilities and avoid critical mistakes.
The benefits outweighed the risks, and the downsides were controllable. Shen Yi saw no reason not to proceed.
Decision made, he willed the seed into existence.
A speck of light materialized in the living room.
It shimmered like a tiny star, trailing faint embers as it spun gracefully in midair.
Shen Yi took a deep breath and grasped it—
"Hum..."
The seed erupted with radiant light in his palm, activated.
[Simulation Seed]
"Host may initiate a real-world simulation. Select a target to begin."
"Warning: This simulation is self-directed and will not yield additional rewards. Proceed with caution."
"The seed cannot be reused. Initial usage limit: three times. Afterward, the seed will dissipate."
"Tip: Host may spend Romance Points to recharge it."
"Activate?"
At this point, there was no turning back.
"Yes."
With that, Shen Yi clenched his fist, crushing the light.
"Please select simulation target."
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?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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!
