"I didn’t mean anything else—I just genuinely think this kind of thing is highly inappropriate." The class monitor stole another glance at Gu Ximan before instinctively straightening his posture, trying to put on a self-righteous air. He sighed faintly:
"Who would’ve thought Gu Luo, as old as he is, still wants to sleep with his little sister. Ximan, haven’t you considered how this might affect your reputation...?"
Here, he deliberately paused, forcing a bitter smile onto his face before adopting a stern tone again:
"As the class monitor, it’s my duty to look out for my classmates. I simply can’t turn a blind eye to something that could have such a negative influence."
Huh?!
Gu Ximan’s brain, previously frozen in frustration, instantly overheated with rage upon hearing this. Flames of anger roared to life inside her.
When had she ever said Gu Luo wanted to sleep with her?
Was this guy so obsessed with Werewolf that he’d gotten into the habit of twisting people’s words?
And now he was using this condescending tone, hiding behind the guise of "I’m just looking out for you," to meddle in someone else’s family matters?
What was even more disgusting was how he was smearing Gu Luo’s name.
Rumors were terrifying. If not handled properly, who knew how things might escalate? It could easily spiral into something absurd, like "Gu Luo is a hopeless siscon who forces his little sister to sleep with him every night."
Cough... Not that she particularly disliked that kind of rumor or anything.
And her stupid big brother wouldn’t care either.
But!
This guy was seriously disgusting!
The more Gu Ximan thought about it, the angrier she got, her chest burning with fury. She took a deep breath, ready to unleash a verbal storm—
Suddenly, a soft yet surprisingly firm voice cut in.
Lu Xuexue, who usually presented herself as the cutest, most delicate little girl in class—shy and rarely speaking up—now wore an indignant expression as she said:
"Monitor, aren’t you overstepping?"
"Ximan and Brother Gu are siblings. How they interact is none of your business!"
The monitor was clearly caught off guard by Lu Xuexue’s sudden intervention. His face flushed red and pale in turns, but he stubbornly retorted:
"As the monitor, if I hear about behavior I find inappropriate, don’t I at least have the right to remind them?"
Lu Xuexue didn’t back down. She immediately countered:
"Then where did you get the idea that it was Brother Gu who wanted to sleep with Ximan? What’s with that line—‘Gu Luo, as old as he is, still wants to sleep with his little sister’? Do you think we’re all idiots? The malice in your words is obvious!"
"I... I..."
Cornered, the monitor squirmed as if ants were crawling all over him. He was at a complete loss for words.
Truthfully, he’d said all that for two reasons.
First, he’d fallen for Gu Ximan at first sight. Hearing that she was so close with another guy—even if it was her own brother—made him feel bitter, as if he’d been cheated on.
Second, Gu Luo had been stealing the spotlight lately, outshining him, the once-popular class heartthrob, in every way.
So he’d lashed out like this.
Seeing the monitor stammering helplessly, Lu Xuexue didn’t let up. She continued:
"Do you even understand the bond between Ximan and Brother Gu?"
"Ximan used to have health issues—low blood pressure—and had to take half a year off school. Brother Gu took care of her, waking up early to make her breakfast every single day for over a decade without fail."
"He dropped all his club activities to tutor her, dedicating every afternoon after school to her."
"Brother Gu was the top student in our school. But to stay with Ximan, he turned down a full scholarship to Guangya and chose Caizhou Academy instead—where he still ranked first!"
"Brother Gu, he..."
And just like that, Lu Xuexue went on and on, recounting countless stories about Gu Luo and Gu Ximan’s past.
The entire class listened in stunned silence, completely absorbed in the tale of such profound sibling devotion.
Was this a brother?
No, this was a father!
No—this was a superhero!
The girls in class were torn between heartache and admiration. Many of them had already started low-key shipping this sibling "family CP" in their hearts.
What kind of god-tier brother was this?!
Why couldn’t they have someone like that in their lives?!
Even the guys had to admit—Gu Luo, you’ve got our respect.
Forget everything else—just the fact that he’d made breakfast for his sister every day for over a decade was enough. In their entire class, their entire school, maybe even all of Caizhou City—who else could claim that?
No wonder Gu Ximan and the Luo sisters were such bro-cons.
People weren’t made of stone.
Faced with a brother like that, who wouldn’t be moved? Who wouldn’t fall for him?
Meanwhile, Gu Ximan stood quietly, listening to Lu Xuexue’s words with mixed emotions.
She felt touched that Xuexue had stood up for her... but also an inexplicable unease at the realization that Xuexue liked her stupid big brother.
I’m such an idiot.
Really.
Looking back with this new knowledge, everything made perfect sense.
No wonder Xuexue was always pestering her for stories about Gu Luo.
No wonder Xuexue had skipped buying her favorite figurine to go stalk Gu Luo with her.
No wonder Xuexue had randomly started giving Gu Luo gifts.
No wonder Xuexue made sweets every single day.
No wonder Xuexue had always been too shy to say who her crush was.
What should she do about this...?
On one side was her best friend, closer than a sister. On the other was the brother she adored most.
If these two really ended up together...
The more she thought about it, the more tangled her feelings became.
This was a kind of conflict that couldn’t be put into words.
Whatever. It wasn’t like Xuexue was the only girl who liked her stupid big brother.
Right now, the priority was dealing with the current mess.
As for the rest... there’d be time for that later.
Taking a quiet breath, Gu Ximan turned to the monitor, whose face had turned beet red from humiliation. Her expression was icy as she said:
"I don’t like you at all. Stop staring at me during class—or any other time."
She paused, her face twisting in disgust before adding:
"You... what was your name again? Never mind, it doesn’t matter. If you keep creeping on me, I’ll report you to the school for harassment."
Those two sentences were like twin daggers, sharp and merciless, plunging straight into the monitor’s heart.
His face instantly turned as red as a baboon’s backside.
He couldn’t muster a single word in response.
The male classmates around almost simultaneously sucked in a sharp breath, feeling the thick, awkward atmosphere hanging in the air like needles pressing into their seats.
Humans are like this—always unable to resist empathizing, feeling secondhand embarrassment for others.
It’s like those painfully awkward videos from years ago that, even now, many people still don’t have the courage to watch through to the end.
And at this moment, the class monitor was ruthlessly called out by Gu Ximan right to his face—"Please stop sneaking glances at me during class, or anytime, from now on."
She didn’t even remember his name.
Well, great. Time to move to another planet.
The main issue was, in a class this small, who liked whom was never a secret. Even if it was a crush, classmates could pick up on the subtle clues and then gossip about it endlessly in private.
Some took it even further, keeping close tabs on others’ romantic developments, always the first to know if a couple had broken up.
So the fact that the class monitor had a crush on Gu Ximan was no secret at all.
Of course, there wasn’t a single guy in this class who didn’t like Gu Ximan and Lu Xuexue—these two stunning beauties.
But to be publicly exposed like this? It was like cringe death opening the door for cringe death—cringe death had come home.
Meanwhile, Lu Xuexue’s speech was immediately shared by her devoted fans in their group chats.
Messages flooded in, quickly hitting 99+.
In no time, Gu Luo—already known as "Gu God" and "Big Bro"—gained yet another title: "Divine Brother."
The fans who already adored Gu Luo now liked him even more—no, loved him even more.
From initially just thirsting over Gu God’s looks, to later admiring his talent, and now being completely won over by his character.
You could say it was: captivated by his looks, charmed by his talent, and utterly intoxicated by his character.
Tell me—what girl wouldn’t dream of having a divine brother like this?
And just like that, without even understanding why, Gu Luo’s reputation skyrocketed once again.
This time, it was even more overwhelming, even more intoxicating for his fans.
If before he only had the surface-level appeal of an "idol," now he had the substance to match.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
