Fang Zhiyi followed his younger sister home, while He Huiqing was still angry about what Fang Zhiyi had said during the day. As soon as she saw her daughter and eldest son enter the house one after the other, she began to mutter.
"I work hard all day long, and your father only knows how to play cards, he doesn't care about this family!"
"Who am I doing this for? Isn't it for you all?"
"I don't dare eat well or dress well, scrimping and saving to raise you."
Fang Xiaoxiao lowered her head.
But Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes and walked straight to the dining table.
Seeing that Fang Zhiyi had no reaction, He Huiqing gritted her teeth in anger but kept talking. Fortunately, Fang Xiaoxiao quickly ran to help serve rice and dishes, which eased her mood.
"Mom, have some food," Fang Xiaoxiao said, not understanding why her mother was so angry today.
"Mom doesn't eat meat, I'll save it for you kids. Mom will just eat some vegetables. You eat well and study hard, and in the future..."
Fang Xiaoxiao lowered her head again, but the next moment, the meat on her chopsticks was taken away by Fang Zhiyi.
"Didn't you hear? Mom doesn't like eating meat. She'll just eat greens. Give it to me."
He Huiqing, who had been rambling, froze. Fang Xiaoxiao lifted her lowered head.
"You, you..." He Huiqing suddenly felt a surge of anger.
Fang Zhiyi looked at her innocently: "Isn't that what you said? Or are you lying? Do you actually want to eat it?"
He Huiqing was momentarily speechless but quickly changed the subject: "I've been saving and scrimping for you. What did you mean by what you said today?"
Fang Zhiyi didn't stop eating and replied vaguely: "Just what the words mean. I'm not their father or mother, so why should I bother with all that?"
"You, you... fine, you've grown up, got strong wings now, have you?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "From a scientific perspective, humans can't grow wings."
He Huiqing was speechless again. She put down her bowl: "Do you know that I've worked so hard for you? For all of you?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "Mom, your hard work is your choice. There's a plate of meat right on the table, but you refuse to take a single bite. It's just to show us how much you've sacrificed." He glanced at the original owner's mother. "But yesterday, you ate a whole chicken leg."
He Huiqing was stunned and gritted her teeth: "What? Can't I eat a chicken leg? Don't you know your father doesn't care about you either, always playing cards? I have to raise the three of you alone, and the result is one talking back to me, one silent, and one not even coming home. I..." She seemed about to cry.
But Fang Zhiyi's words cut off her brewing emotions.
"Strictly speaking, we can't interfere with you and Dad's behavior. Your relationship problems are your own. What good does it do to pin them on us? Or do you want to use this kind of education to bind me and these two to you?"
"Also, I don't agree with you saying 'for us.' Actually, even if we weren't around, Dad would still play cards, and you'd still do housework and work. If I remember correctly, from a young age, you've used guilt-based education on me. When I was just six, I had to wash my own clothes and make breakfast. Even though the family wasn't short of money, you'd still lecture me for giving me a single dollar."
Fang Zhiyi glanced toward the original owner's direction. "Later, when my younger siblings were born, you thought having two more kids would make Dad stay home more. It didn't work. Then I had to go to school while taking care of them for you."
"If it weren't for you, I'd have divorced your father a long time ago," Fang Zhiyi looked at his younger sister again. "That's what you told me. I want to tell you: don't do it for me. Divorce if you want to. It's your life. Don't blame me for the gaps in your life. A child can't bear the debt of guilt you've given."
"The current Fang Zhiyan and this one—aren't they all influenced by you? What do you think the reason is?"
The small black figure suddenly reached out and slapped the original owner. "Listen well! This is meant for you!" It paused. "And for your sister, too."
"Let flowers be flowers, let trees be trees. If you can't even understand that, how can you educate children well?" Fang Zhiyi stood up.
Fang Xiaoxiao stared in shock at her eldest brother. She had never seen him like this—he had always been obedient to their parents.
But every word he said struck her heart.
He Huiqing glared at Fang Zhiyi with a dark face, opening her mouth but not knowing what to say. She suddenly felt that her son was a stranger.
Just then, the door opened, and Fang Shaohua walked in, frowning.
"Fang Zhiyi! Your uncle called and said you kicked them out?"
Fang Zhiyi turned to look at him: "Yes, strictly speaking, I not only kicked them out but also cut ties with them."
"Have you lost your mind!" Fang Shaohua hadn't expected Fang Zhiyi to admit it so readily.
"They're relatives in name, but they came to our house, drank your liquor, and insulted your son. Instead of caring about that, you care about whether I kicked them out?" Fang Zhiyi tilted his head.
"He... He talks like that when he's drunk..." Fang Shaohua was momentarily stunned.
"Anyway, remember this, and tell them too: this time I kicked them out; next time, I'll beat them out." Fang Zhiyi got up and headed for the door.
"Stop right there!"
"Where are you going?"
Both parents spoke at once.
Fang Zhiyi turned back: "Me? Running away from home. What law says an adult can't be rebellious?"
He walked out, but his parting words hit three people's hearts like a hammer: "If you haven't even figured out your own life, yet insist on being life coaches for others—that's just sick."
Fang Xiaoxiao watched intently as her elder brother disappeared out the door in style. But seeing her parents livid, she cautiously lowered her head again.
She knew these words would do nothing for her parents. After today, her father would still play cards, and her mother would still complain—only now, she would be the target, since both her brother and younger brother had run away.
Maybe she should run away too? Thinking of the man who promised to pick her up from school every day, Fang Xiaoxiao's heart began to pound.
Only in front of him did she feel like someone loved her.
A luxury car sat quietly by the roadside. The cold-eyed woman in the back seat stared into the distance in a daze, but suddenly she felt a sense of being watched. She turned to look the other way, where a night market street was bustling with activity.
She looked around but didn't see anyone looking at her.
Fang Zhiyi stuffed roasted squid into his mouth, his gaze calm.
"This transmigrated woman has high perception; she almost noticed me."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
