She returned to City A and saw Gao Xiang again. She didn't question why he hadn't saved her, because she knew it had nothing to do with him.
Fang Zhaodi lived a quiet, ordinary life with Gao Xiang, just like any other girl. The only strange thing was that Gao Xiang never touched her; he always claimed he was either too tired or had to wake up early. That was until one day, when a drunken Gao Xiang made a request of her.
"I have a client who is very difficult to deal with. I need your help."
At first, Fang Zhaodi didn't understand, but looking into Gao Xiang's eyes, she guessed exactly what kind of client it was.
At that moment, she finally realized Gao Xiang's true intentions.
But she didn't refuse.
From that day on, she became Gao Xiang's tool. In truth, it didn't matter to her as long as she could be with him. However, she eventually learned something from a fat man.
Gao Xiang had been married for a long time.
Those words exploded in her mind like a bolt of lightning from a clear blue sky.
She went home furiously to confront Gao Xiang, but he couldn't care less. "Come on, we're just business partners. You help me handle clients, and I give you a cut of the money. What's the big deal?"
"You... you lied to me!"
"What did I lie about? Did I ever say I wanted to marry you? Or did I ever say I loved you?"
Fang Zhaodi froze. It was true; she had never heard those words from Gao Xiang's mouth.
"Stop pretending. Don't you know how many men you've slept with?" Gao Xiang's words pierced her deeply.
Fang Zhaodi lunged forward to hit him, but Gao Xiang shoved her away. "Since everything is out in the open, I won't hide it anymore. I kept all the evidence of your family beating me up. If you touch me, I'll sue you all immediately!"
Fang Zhaodi was stunned again. Looking at the man in front of her, she felt he was a complete stranger.
"Seriously, acting all pure when you're just a whore," Gao Xiang cursed as he walked out without looking back. "Don't even think about running away. Let me tell you, I've recorded a video every time you slept with someone. If you aren't afraid of them going public, then go ahead and leave."
Gao Xiang never expected that Fang Zhaodi would ignore his threats and leave the very next day. She cleaned the apartment he had rented for her spotless, making it look as if no one had ever lived there.
Fang Zhaodi returned to her own home. Facing her family's curses, she simply and obediently stated that she was willing to get married. Seeing her attitude, Mother Fang's mood improved slightly. Immediately after, Fang Zhaodi took out her meager savings and gave them all to her mother.
On the day of her wedding, she was expressionless.
It was right after the wedding ceremony that the man who had bought her pushed open the bedroom door and witnessed an unforgettable sight. The girl in her festive wedding attire lay dead by the bed. Her neck had been pierced by a pair of scissors, and blood dripped down her hand onto the floor. Yet, a faint smile of relief lingered on her face.
"How bitter," Fang Zhiyi nodded.
Little Hei looked at him, wiping away non-existent tears. "Seriously, don't you have any sympathy?"
"Shut up. Haven't we seen enough scumbags?" He rolled his neck to stretch. "Though, it is quite rare to see such a dense gathering of scum in one place."
Suddenly, Fang Zhiyi paused. "Uh... don't tell me I'm..."
Little Hei just stared at him.
Fang Zhiyi swallowed hard. Thinking about the fierceness of the original owner's wife, he felt a headache coming on.
"So even you guess wrong sometimes? Hahahaha!" Little Hei burst into laughter. "You are Fang Zhaodi's eldest uncle."
"Huh?"
Another scene flashed by: Fang Mingshan and his wife, Liu Wenxia, coming to find him.
"Big brother, look, sister-in-law passed away early and didn't leave you any children. How about we adopt Zhaodi out to you? That way, you'll have someone to look after you in your old age." Liu Wenxia was a burly, rugged woman, but her face was full of calculation.
Fang Zhiyi frowned. He and his wife had previously gone out of town for work, but his wife passed away in an accident. He took a heavy blow from the loss and returned to the village. However, news that he had received a substantial amount of compensation money had spread. No doubt, this couple was only after his money.
Fang Zhiyi flatly refused. He was in no mood to meddle in such trivial matters.
He knew a lot of things, including how Liu Wenxia and her husband brutally beat their daughter and forcefully sold her off for a bride price. But he didn't dare speak up. Even though he was the eldest brother, he was always bullied by Fang Mingshan. Because their parents favored his younger brother, he had developed a silent and withdrawn personality.
Even so, he didn't manage to keep the money. Because Fang Zhaodi ran away from that crippled man's house, the cripple came to make a scene. Fang Mingshan was forced to return the bride price. Turning around, he had their parents come to Fang Zhiyi for money. Through a mix of threats, crying, and finally accusing him of being unfilial, Fang Zhiyi ended up lending the money to his younger brother, but he never got it back until the day he died.
"Got it." Fang Zhiyi stood up and rotated his wrists. The original owner's physical condition was decent, but the state of the house was truly an eyesore. There were empty liquor bottles thrown everywhere and unwashed bowls and chopsticks. "He was quite the devoted lover, too."
He pushed open the door and walked out. It wasn't far from Fang Mingshan's house, just a few hundred meters away. Just as he stepped through the courtyard gate, he happened to see a furious Liu Wenxia carrying a wooden stick, marching toward a dilapidated little shack by the edge of the yard.
That used to be the woodshed, but it had been converted into Fang Zhaodi's bedroom.
Following behind Liu Wenxia was a smug-looking Fang Tianqi, then an equally angry Fang Mingshan, and... those two old, undying fossils.
Seeing him enter, Fang Mingshan merely nodded.
"You wretched girl! How dare you hit your brother! Do you not know he is the sole male heir of the Fang family!" Liu Wenxia rolled up her sleeves and barged straight into Fang Zhaodi's shabby room.
"But... but my brother, he..." Fang Zhaodi was visibly terrified, her body trembling slightly.
"You sure have a lot of excuses! What did he do to you?" Liu Wenxia's voice was deafening. Old Lady Fang, who had followed them over, also pointed at Fang Zhaodi's nose: "This little bitch is just itching for a beating!"
As if encouraged, Liu Wenxia raised the stick in her hand.
In the original plot, it was this exact beating that ruined Fang Zhaodi's health and left her with permanent scars.
Fang Zhaodi shut her eyes tightly as tears streamed down her face, but the pain she anticipated never came.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw an unbelievable sight. A somewhat unfamiliar man had reached out and caught the falling stick.
"Are you crazy? Is this how you discipline a child?"
Just this one sentence brought silence to the entire yard. It was widely known that Fang Zhiyi was the type to keep his head down and work, never getting involved in family affairs. Not only had he come over uninvited today, but he was actually lecturing his sister-in-law?
Recovering from her shock, Liu Wenxia frowned. "Eldest brother, how I discipline this wretched girl is none of your business."
Fang Zhiyi tilted his head. "Oh?"
"Eldest brother, step aside." Fang Mingshan stepped forward to shove Fang Zhiyi, but to his surprise, Fang Zhiyi didn't budge. He looked a bit bewildered.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
