"I came to see the male lead's drama, but never expected this," Fang Zhiyi suddenly grew concerned. "What about my body...?"
Little Hei reassured him: "Don't worry, your body is perfectly safe."
"How do you know?" Fang Zhiyi looked skeptical.
Little Hei just chuckled: "Not telling you." It suddenly wriggled, its body shrinking until it took on the appearance of Yue Anyao.
Fang Zhiyi sighed. "You really like her, huh?"
Little Hei wriggled again, transforming into Old Man Hulai's image.
"Just turn back into Yue Anyao," Fang Zhiyi shook his head—he didn’t want to see that old fox’s face every day.
Not far away, the time-traveler was about to meet the female lead, but Xiao Jingran was still looking around when Gu Panxi walked right past him.
"Huh? Where is she?" Xiao Jingran muttered, confused. To be fair, the female lead was petite and delicate—exactly his type—but she hadn’t shown up at the appointed time.
"Where is this Gu Panxi?" he wondered aloud.
Behind him, Gu Panxi paused mid-step and slowly turned around.
"This is the right place..." Xiao Jingran grew impatient. "It’s Gu Panxi—the one who ends up paralyzed later..."
"Hey, who are you saying gets paralyzed?"
A soft voice. Xiao Jingran turned and saw a bright face framed by short hair. She wasn’t bad-looking, but when his gaze dropped—her arms were packed with muscle, and even her... chest was unusually well-developed.
He gulped.
"I said... Gu Panxi..."
"That’s me."
Xiao Jingran took two steps back. "You’re joking."
"What joke? You know me—who are you?" Gu Panxi’s eyes narrowed with suspicion. After spending so much time around Fang Zhiyi, she’d picked up some of their habits. She grabbed Xiao Jingran by the collar. "Explain yourself."
"System, did you mess up?" Xiao Jingran felt suffocated.
The system hesitated. "No... she, she really is Gu Panxi."
"Look at her! Does this match the description? Huh?"
"Host, you... you handle this." The system watched the increasingly murderous "muscle princess" and sensed trouble.
Xiao Jingran steadied himself and forced a smile. "Uh, I... I like you."
Gu Panxi tilted her head. "Pervert!"
Her "gentle" fist came down, and in that instant, Xiao Jingran saw his life flash before his eyes—from age five up to his great-grandmother smiling kindly at him.
"Host!"
Luckily, the system snapped him back.
"Where is she?" He sat up in terror.
"She ran... thought she killed you and bolted to avoid responsibility."
"...She’s really Gu Panxi?"
"Seems like it..."
Just then, a voice reached his ears: "Are you okay?"
Xiao Jingran looked up and saw a delicate face. Instinctively, his eyes trailed downward—thankfully, this one was normal...
Slap!
Xiao Jingran was struck across the face for no reason.
Gu Xiaoxiao covered her chest—she’d been leaning forward, and this creep had tried to peek down her shirt!
"Pervert!" she yelled. At first, she’d thought he was a handsome guy, then a pale but still handsome guy—but no, he was just a pervert!
"Host, that was the villainess," the system informed.
"No wonder she hit me! What’s wrong with her?" Xiao Jingran cursed, struggling to his feet. No matter what, he had to complete his mission—and this villainess had to die.
"You just insulted my sister, didn’t you?"
Xiao Jingran turned angrily—who now?
A fist greeted him, growing larger by the second.
"The Gu family isn’t someone you mess with. Think twice before running your mouth!" Gu Xiuyuan glared coldly at Xiao Jingran, now sprawled on the ground. Good thing he’d escorted his sister today—otherwise, she’d have been bullied.
Xiao Jingran wanted to cry. As a time-traveler, he’d been beaten three times in less than half an hour! Three times!
Where was the delicate, pushover female lead? Where was the obsessive villainess throwing herself at him?
All lies!
In a foul mood, Xiao Jingran covered his eye and limped toward the dorm.
Gu Xiaoxiao maintained her sweet, charming image, winning over her new classmates. Of course, she still kept an eye on Gu Panxi, but since Gu Panxi rarely returned to the Gu household, she finally relaxed.
Lately, though, she’d been getting strange texts.
The sender seemed overly concerned—reminding her to dress warmly in cold weather, warning her about heatstroke in summer.
Gu Xiaoxiao felt uneasy but ignored them. Probably just another lovesick boy—she’d dealt with that before.
"Question: How do you bankrupt a family quickly?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
Xu Jiabo suggested: "Gambling?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "That’s the method. I’m talking about the formula."
"First, the family has a foolish parent. Then, they come into sudden wealth. Next, their mindset can’t handle the extra money. Finally, a well-placed hint."
Xu Jiabo shook his head. Though he admired Fang Zhiyi, that didn’t mean he understood him.
Fang Zhiyi clasped his hands behind his back. "Good that you don’t get it—otherwise, I wouldn’t say it. Ignorance is bliss."
Meanwhile, Gu Xiaoxiao’s biological parents rushed to the hospital after hearing their son had been beaten badly. When Chen's Mother saw Chen Azhi, her heart clenched.
"My son! What happened?!" She threw herself onto him, accidentally landing on his broken leg. Chen Azhi screamed.
A nurse scolded, "His leg is fractured—stop crushing him!"
Chen's Mother scrambled up.
She’d been planning to find him a wife, and now his leg was shattered.
"Who did this?!" she demanded.
Chen Azhi shook his head—he didn’t want to say.
But under her relentless questioning, he confessed. Ever since that sister of his started sending money home, he’d gotten carried away. He didn’t know anything about saving or managing money, so he spent recklessly.
Spending wasn’t the issue—until he overheard someone mention an underground casino where you could win big.
Seeing the man’s gold chain, envy took over. He found the place and went in.
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.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.
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."
