Despite Gu Shaoting's desperate attempts to defend himself, the fallout from the incident was too severe—his small shop was ultimately shut down, and he once again found himself unemployed.
Listening to the system's report about the protagonist's diminishing aura, Jiang Ran couldn't help but smirk in satisfaction.
Crushed by the setbacks, Gu Shaoting couldn't understand what was wrong with him. Why had nothing gone right these past few years? Suddenly, it dawned on him—his streak of misfortune seemed to have started after he got together with Lin Xue. No, even earlier—ever since he met her!
He stared at Lin Xue, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Could it be? Was this woman somehow jinxing him?
Meanwhile, Lin Xue was enduring a scolding from her mother over the phone.
"You even stole money now? Have you lost your mind? Every penny of that was earned through my sweat and tears! You don’t make a single cent yourself, yet you dare say you’ll pay it back? With what? Huh? Relying on that orphan, are you? Mark my words, you’ll regret this!"
Lin Xue retorted defiantly—even if Gu Shaoting was an orphan, he was still the one she had chosen.
Enraged by her defiance, Lin's mother snapped, cutting ties outright. When Lin Xue tried calling back, the line was busy—she had been blocked.
"Shaoting... I have no home now," Lin Xue murmured, tears welling up.
Gu Shaoting’s suspicions wavered at the sight of her tears. His heart softened slightly. "It’s alright. We have plenty of time to turn things around. One day, I’ll make sure everyone knows—Gu Shaoting is no ordinary man!"
Yet as Lin Xue gazed at him, another figure crossed her mind.
Fang Zhiyi was surprised when Lin Xue called. He had assumed he’d already strayed from the protagonist’s storyline.
"Um, Fang Zhiyi... could you lend me some money?" Lin Xue’s tone lacked its usual arrogance, even sounding somewhat pleading.
"Money, cars, wives—none of them are for lending," Fang Zhiyi replied flatly, flipping through a book.
"You... After all this time, don’t you trust me?"
Oh, I trust you alright—just like how, in the end, the original owner never saw a single penny repaid.
But Fang Zhiyi glanced at Little Hei and changed his tune. "Fine. But you’ll sign an IOU."
"An IOU? Fang Zhiyi, I never took you for this kind of person!" Lin Xue’s composure shattered. She had swallowed her pride to ask, and now he demanded a written agreement?
Fang Zhiyi stared blankly at the phone before chuckling and shaking his head.
Sure enough, a few hours later, Lin Xue texted:
"Fine. I’ll write you an IOU."
"An IOU—I’ll send you the format," Fang Zhiyi replied, leaving no room for negotiation.
He had studying to do. With Jiang Ran fixated on the protagonists, this was his chance to recharge. He couldn’t let her win too soon.
When Lin Xue handed Gu Shaoting the money, he froze. Upon learning it was borrowed from Fang Zhiyi, his expression darkened. The thought had always bothered him, but faced with the cash, he bit back his words.
The protagonist remained the protagonist. Gu Shaoting decided to start a campus business, and Jiang Ran, of course, wouldn’t let him off easily—she sabotaged him at every turn. Yet despite her efforts, his venture survived.
"Fang Zhiyi funded their business?" Jiang Ran tapped her fingers. "No wonder. That human charger is such a nuisance."
But she wasn’t worried. With the system, she had endless tricks up her sleeve.
The points she’d earned from undermining the protagonists were still in her account. Jiang Ran splurged on a slew of tools.
The system was thrilled. This performance was outstanding. Sure, the host was a bit obsessive, but she sure knew how to spend points.
For the next three years of university, Jiang Ran pulled out all the stops to crush the protagonists. Delivering food? She couldn’t touch Gu Shaoting, so she targeted his part-time student workers. Setting up stalls on campus? She filed five complaints a day.
Under her relentless assault, Gu Shaoting’s protagonist aura wore thin.
Of course, it wasn’t just her doing. Gu Shaoting himself played a part. Having tasted the thrill of money, he indulged whenever he had cash to spare. While Lin Xue was at school, he’d play the big shot at nightclubs—only to realize how quickly money vanished.
When funds ran low again, Lin Xue turned once more to Fang Zhiyi. He lent without hesitation. To him, money was trivial—a small price for peace. Thanks to this human ATM, Gu Shaoting and Lin Xue barely scraped by for three years.
Yet repeated failures left Lin Xue numb. The once-proud girl was now too beaten down to lift her head. Gu Shaoting, meanwhile, gave up entirely, resigning himself to any job after graduation.
Just before graduation, Lin Xue vanished—her diploma mailed to her by proxy.
Only when Gu Shaoting came looking for her did he realize she was gone. Furious, he couldn’t believe she’d abandoned him—after he’d saved her life! It never crossed his mind that without Lin Xue’s help, his fate might’ve been worse.
She must’ve run to Fang Zhiyi! Recalling how easily she’d borrowed from him over the years, Gu Shaoting was convinced they’d been involved. But then again, maybe losing this jinx was for the best. Whistling smugly, he moved on.
Lin Xue wanted a fresh start elsewhere. Reflecting on her years with Gu Shaoting, her heart was a storm of emotions.
"Was my judgment that poor?" She gazed at the sky—homeless, with nothing to her name.
"From today on, I’ll live for myself," she vowed silently.
Post-graduation, Gu Shaoting’s life spiraled. As Jiang Ran’s primary target, he faced her schemes daily—showing up late to interviews, "accidentally" spilling drinks on bosses, even shattering dishes in restaurant kitchens. Over time, he gave up, living hand-to-mouth, working one day and loafing for three. His protagonist aura had shattered completely.
Jiang Ran wasn’t done. She revealed herself to Gu Shaoting, flaunting her company, luxury cars, and lavish meals.
As expected, regret consumed him. Heart pounding, he drunkenly confessed his feelings to Jiang Ran, the once-overlooked girl next door.
Jiang Ran burst into laughter. Gu Shaoting mistook it for approval—until she pointed at a mirrored wall. Turning, he saw his reflection: a crumpled suit, disheveled hair, a drinker’s nose, and sunken eyes. The bright young man was long gone.
【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.)
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.
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.”
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."
