Zhao Manqi stayed downstairs, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, sitting nervously by the roadside, waiting.
The police shouldn't suspect me, right? Definitely not.
Meanwhile, Shen Yan had already found the exact floor.
Different from the original plot, he no longer had his lair now, and his power had weakened considerably. He could only use the method of giving this girl nightmares to scare her a bit, and then just tell Zhao Manqi the problem was solved.
Shen Yan made up his mind.
Taking advantage of the girl being asleep, Shen Yan walked to her bedside, looking down at the sleeping girl with a sinister expression.
Blame your own bad luck. Of all people to offend, you had to provoke that crazy woman.
He smoothly entered the girl's dream, but as soon as he arrived, Shen Yan was a bit stunned. The surroundings looked very familiar.
"This is... my school?" He remembered. This was where his dream began.
He couldn't help but touch the wall as he walked forward. Why would this girl dream of his school? Had she been there? No, if she had, he should have known.
The sound of a lecture caught his attention. Shen Yan quickened his pace, walked to the door, and pushed it open.
"This divination technique actually has some scientific basis. It incorporates psychology..."
Shen Yan froze. This classroom was indeed his own classroom! But the person standing at the lectern... looked very familiar.
He looked toward the seats below the lectern. That girl was sitting there with a pen in hand, looking at him with a face full of shock.
"You..." Shen Yan just opened his mouth when he realized the problem.
"Do you believe it now?" Fang Zhiyi smiled, staring at the girl. The girl nodded repeatedly, her gaze toward Shen Yan filled with curiosity and also some fear.
"Beat him up!" Fang Zhiyi slapped the table.
Only then did Shen Yan notice that the other seats in the classroom were occupied by a bunch of faces he didn't recognize. Upon hearing Fang Zhiyi's command, they all rushed at him in a swarm.
Downstairs, the anxious Zhao Manqi paced back and forth. She didn't know how far Shen Yan had gotten. It would be great to see that woman begging for mercy with her own eyes. No, no, better not see it. Must not get involved at all.
Just as she was thinking this, she heard a howl of pain coming from above, followed by Shen Yan's desperate cry: "Run!"
Zhao Manqi didn't understand what was happening, but already anxious, she immediately took off running.
Little did she know her suspicious behavior had long attracted the attention of the security guards. Seeing her suddenly run, the guards immediately gave chase.
Chasing and shouting: "Stop!"
Who wouldn't think there was a problem with someone hiding their face, loitering around a residential building late at night? Let alone someone who suddenly takes off running!
The more the guards shouted, the faster Zhao Manqi ran.
In the end, she was still caught. Two security guards, one patrol officer, and three late-returning workers all piled on top of her. Zhao Manqi felt her nose make a fierce, intimate contact with the ground once. It seemed crooked.
By the time she got out of the police station, it was already morning.
"Don't loiter around under other people's buildings dressed so strangely in the future!"
Based on the guards' description and the on-site surveillance footage, they really hadn't done anything wrong. When Zhao Manqi tried to demand compensation, one guard said, "I was just following procedure. Who knows if you were casing the place? Your behavior borders on creating a disturbance!"
Zhao Manqi wanted to retort, but suddenly a prisoner being escorted past saw her face.
"Oh? Isn't that Zhao Manqi? Actually ended up at the police station?"
"Keep moving! Less talk!"
"Officer, let me tell you, this woman is a real piece of work..."
Zhao Manqi wished she could bury her face in the ground. She gave up on the compensation, put on her mask, and hurried away.
"No wonder she wears a mask. An internet celebrity?" a guard wondered, watching her retreating figure.
Back home, Zhao Manqi vented her anger on Shen Yan, blaming him not only for boasting but also for getting her into trouble.
Shen Yan was also annoyed. Who knew that fierce ghost would be lying in wait for him in someone else's dream? Where's the logic in that? And Zhao Manqi, aren't you the author of your own misfortune? Your reputation was already bad, how can you blame me now?
After their long time together, Zhao Manqi had long lost her fear of him. Now she could be said to be going all out, especially after discovering her nose really was crooked. She was almost driven mad with anger.
Shen Yan finally couldn't hold back either and started sniping back sarcastically.
By the end of the argument, Zhao Manqi pointed at the door: "Get out! I don't need you!"
"Fine, I'll go!" Shen Yan said.
The two of them looked exactly like a quarreling young couple.
But after a while, seeing Shen Yan suddenly appear in front of her again, Zhao Manqi was speechless.
“Sure enough, whether they're alive or dead, men are all hypocritical. Weren't you tough? Why are you back?”
Shen Yan gritted his teeth: "If it weren't for you, you idiot, spilling blood on that talisman! I would have been long gone!"
"Who are you calling an idiot, you loser!"
Shen Yan had had enough. He wanted to teach this woman a lesson. But Zhao Manqi, with her naturally excellent aptitude, had already learned a lot over these past days. When Shen Yan tried to slap her, she drew a talisman on her hand and slapped him back.
A human and a ghost began a great battle. The result was mutual defeat; neither could gain the upper hand. They could only glare at each other, panting heavily.
Meanwhile, in a dark corner of Yuying Middle School, Fang Zhiyi was also in a sorry state, covering his head and running around everywhere.
"Sure enough, when your cultivation gets high enough, you attract heavenly tribulation," a ghost with its tongue hanging out watched Fang Zhiyi running around.
"Shh, if he hears you, you're in for it," another ghost quickly stopped him from continuing.
"If he survives this, does he become an immortal?" a ghost asked, face full of envy.
The ghosts all shook their heads.
No one had ever seen a ghost being chased and struck by lightning, let alone heard of a ghost becoming an immortal.
They hadn't even seen an immortal themselves.
"What's the meaning of this?" Fang Zhiyi cursed under his breath. Seeing he couldn't dodge it, he prepared to take the hit head-on. Fortunately, Little Hei returned just in time and helped block the strike.
“Because of you, the male and female leads are now in a competition. Letting it strike you once isn't unreasonable,” Little Hei said, somewhat wanting to laugh.
"Explain in detail. Damn it!" Fang Zhiyi did another roll, dodging another bolt of lightning.
"Because of your interference, you've severely altered the female lead's trajectory and also made the male and female lead meet much earlier," Little Hei followed beside him, pointing at the sky. "This guy up there has no thoughts; it just follows established rules to bind the male and female leads together. Now they can't even separate, yet they despise each other. Back and forth, they started arguing, and arguing turned into fighting."
"So lively! Holy sh--!"
A bolt of lightning struck Fang Zhiyi right on the head.
All the ghosts stretched their necks—literally stretched their necks.
From the dust, Fang Zhiyi crawled out, spitting and making a "pah pah" sound.
The ghosts hesitated for a moment, confirming the lightning had stopped, then quickly crowded around.
"Big brother, quick, let us see if you've evolved."
"An immortal! An immortal!"
Fang Zhiyi looked at these guys: "Are you all crazy?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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.
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."
