【Gu Luo: [Qingtong's Personal Profile]】
【Gu Luo: Ximan, you might not believe this, but this is a British princess. We’re several time zones apart, so be mindful when messaging her.】
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Is today April Fool’s Day?
Gu Ximan seriously doubted that this so-called "Qingtong" was just a fake account Gu Luo had created to mess with her.
The two of them saw each other every day—where would a second-year student like him even meet a foreign girl, let alone a British princess?
Here she was, working hard to prepare a gift for Sunday, and this jerk Gu Luo was still playing pranks on her.
Fuming, she immediately typed back:
【Gu Ximan: Hah, you really think I’m dumb enough to fall for this? Only an idiot would believe you!】
The reply came almost instantly.
【Gu Luo: [Image]】
It was a screenshot of his chat with Danika Victoria.
Gu Ximan skimmed it and scoffed, typing again:
【Gu Ximan: You think throwing in some English is gonna fool me?】
【Gu Luo: .....】
【Gu Luo: Well, Senior Youqing added her and is grinning like an idiot right now.】
【Gu Luo: [Image]】
The new photo showed Feng Youqing staring at her phone, her lips curled in an uncontrollable, lovesick smile.
Huh?
Why was Senior Youqing playing along with Gu Luo’s nonsense?
【Gu Luo: Here’s what happened. Just now, Senior Shen Yue...】
As she read on, Gu Ximan’s eyes widened, and her heartbeat quickened.
She immediately sent a friend request.
It was accepted almost instantly.
【Danika: Hi, Luo’s sister. I’m off to bed now. Let’s catch up tomorrow~~~】
Gu Ximan froze for a second before hurriedly switching to her English keyboard to reply:
【Gu Ximan: OK, Goodnight! (Panda sleeping emoji)】
Then, she immediately clicked into the princess’s social media feed.
Dozens of stunning selfies and videos filled the screen—Danika skydiving with effortless grace, riding horses with regal elegance, lounging on a yacht, and going about her daily life in a grand palace.
Golden hair, sapphire eyes, radiating youth and vitality.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
Even though her expressions and gestures were down-to-earth, her innate nobility was impossible to hide. Every movement exuded an air of royalty.
Utterly untouchable.
Gu Ximan had only ever sensed a fraction of this kind of aura from Aunt Luo Liang—but compared to this actual princess, even that paled in comparison.
And wait—wasn’t this the same Danika Victoria her classmates had been gushing about earlier?!
Feeling like she was in a dream, Gu Ximan numbly placed her phone on Lu Xuexue’s desk and whispered:
“Xuexue, isn’t this that Danika girl?”
Hearing this, Lu Xuexue paused mid-fold on a paper star and turned to look. But the bespectacled girl in front of them reacted faster, spinning around to ask:
“Manman, are you guys talking about Danika too? Isn’t she so prett—”
Her words died as soon as she saw Gu Ximan’s screen.
She froze.
Adjusting her glasses, the girl picked up the phone and scrolled through the feed.
But the more she looked, the more confused she became.
This was clearly a social media profile.
But the problem was…
The person in these posts…
Was this photoshopped?
But no—the images and videos showed no signs of editing.
And they were all close-up selfies.
Realization dawning, the bespectacled girl stared at Gu Ximan:
“Manman… you’re not about to tell me… this is actually Danika Victoria, are you?”
At that, Gu Ximan instinctively straightened her back, twirling a strand of her cool tea-brown hair as she replied with forced nonchalance:
“Yeah. My brother’s friend.”
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g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
