Fang Qingci's tense nerves suddenly relaxed upon seeing so many people come in. Boss Wu suddenly reached out to take the scissors she was holding. Fang Qingci reflexively took a step back, her eyes growing wary once again.
Boss Wu looked a bit awkward. "Your hand..."
Only then did Fang Qingci look down. When she had grabbed the scissors just now, she had grasped the blades. She didn't even know when her hand had been cut.
Xiao Wu, his face full of anger, first shot a sideways glare at Boss Wu, then reached out and carefully took the scissors. Looking at Fang Qingci's bleeding hand, he turned his head and roared, "Fang Mingshan! And you, wicked hag! This isn't over, I'm telling you!"
Seeing the villagers who had been won over by Fang Zhiyi's small favors, Fang Mingshan's arrogance vanished. He was even a bit scared; he had always been the type of person who was only tough at home.
Liu Wenxia, however, after a brief moment of panic, suddenly put her hands on her hips and started yelling. Her shrill voice drowned out the crowd.
"Are you rebelling? You broke into my house with sticks and smashed my door! Do you want to die?"
Her shout actually quieted the scene for a moment. Liu Wenxia couldn't help but feel a bit smug. "Fang Zhaodi is my daughter! No one can change that! With the heavens as my witness, it is only right for me, her mother, to arrange a marriage for her. Let's see who dares to interfere!"
"Shrew!" Boss Wu commented briefly.
Liu Wenxia turned to him. "Surnamed Wu, don't think we're afraid of you just because you have some filthy money! Our family may be poor, but we have backbone!"
Boss Wu was stunned. He almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Where did the word 'backbone' come from?
"Come on, come on, kill me if you have the guts! Come on!" Liu Wenxia directly stuck her head out, pressing it right against Xiao Wu's stick. "If you beat me to death, you'll have to pay with your lives! Come on!"
Xiao Wu wasn't exactly a good person to begin with, and he instantly flared up. But suddenly, he was held back by Fang Qingci from behind. Xiao Wu turned his head, and Fang Qingci gently shook hers. Xiao Wu gritted his teeth. "Fine, just you wait! Let's go!"
Since he said so, it was even more impossible for the others to make a move. They really hadn't expected Liu Wenxia to act like such a shameless rogue.
Seeing them leave, Liu Wenxia stood with her hands on her hips like a victorious rooster. "Wait then! I'm not afraid of you!"
Fang Qingci glanced back, and Liu Wenxia met her gaze.
"Little slut, don't think you can run away!"
Having received his lesson, Fang Zhiyi set off on the road home in high spirits. Little Hei was also much quieter, though he still complained a few words from time to time.
When Fang Zhiyi pushed open the door, Fang Qingci, her hand bandaged, froze for a moment upon seeing him. Her eyes instantly turned red, but she didn't say anything, simply turning to the kitchen to bring out the food.
"Brother Fang, you're finally..." Xiao Wu stood up. For the past two days, he had practically slept in the courtyard, and he had dark circles under his eyes.
Fang Zhiyi patted his shoulder. Old Yao smiled at Xiao Wu. "Our trip out this time was really satisfying..."
Watching Old Yao throw an arm around Xiao Wu and walk outside, bragging non-stop, Fang Qingci also came out with the dishes. Fang Zhiyi didn't stand on ceremony; he sat down and waited to eat.
During the meal, he didn't ask anything, and Fang Qingci didn't say anything, as if nothing had happened.
Only after setting down his bowl did Fang Zhiyi say, "Pack up your things, we're moving tomorrow."
Fang Qingci paused, then carefully looked at Fang Zhiyi. "Eldest Uncle, I..." She wanted to say that living here was perfectly fine.
But Fang Zhiyi interrupted her. "It's a strategy."
Fang Qingci said no more and obediently nodded. Fang Zhiyi turned his head and shouted out the door, "Stop bragging! Hurry up and come help pack!"
When Fang Zhiyi took Fang Qingci away, they didn't avoid people. Instead, they made quite a show of it, which made Fang Mingshan's family feel triumphant.
"See that? No matter how tough he is, he still has to get out!" Fang Mingshan said to his son. "So from now on, you have to be like your dad, afraid of no one! We have backbone, you know?"
Fang Tianqi nodded repeatedly. "He's out! Fang Zhiyi is getting out!"
Fang Zhiyi paid no mind to the smug faces of their family, because he knew that Fang Mingshan's family was about to hit hard times.
Fang Mingshan's family specially made two extra dishes that day, but just as they were about to eat, the newly repaired door was kicked open. Liu Wenxia turned her head and saw all the villagers standing at the doorway.
"What are you doing? What are you looking at? Your Boss Fang has slinked away, aren't you going to follow him to beg for food?"
These words instantly ignited the anger of the leading villagers.
"Liu Wenxia! If it weren't for you, Fang Zhiyi wouldn't have left! Now that he's gone, what about the money to fix our village roads?"
"Fix roads? What roads?" Liu Wenxia looked bewildered.
It wasn't her fault for not knowing, because this matter was only leaked when Fang Zhiyi left. Fang Zhiyi had said that since he also lived in the village, for everyone's convenience, he wanted to pay out of his own pocket to fix the village roads, but now...
"Liu Wenxia! Fang Mingshan! I'm telling you, if this road can't be built, your family will be held responsible!"
"Why should we be responsible? Huh? Why?" Liu Wenxia exploded. She really couldn't understand what was going on with these people. Before, when Fang Zhiyi was being bullied, they just watched the show. Why were they suddenly speaking up for him now?
Amidst the argument, someone suddenly squeezed out of the crowd. Fang Mingshan was a bit surprised to see the newcomer. "Second Uncle, you..."
What greeted him was a loud slap across the face.
The resounding smack made the villagers feel quite satisfied.
"Second Brother Fang! Why did you hit my son!" Old Lady Fang jumped in anger.
"Hit him? He deserves to be hit!"
"You old geezer!" Liu Wenxia wouldn't stand for it, but right after, two other relatives surnamed Fang stepped forward. One grabbed hold of her, and the other, a stout woman just like her, slapped her right across the face.
"Fang Zhiyi already said that as long as he's here, he'd give red envelopes to us Fang family members during holidays, and he was even going to arrange jobs for my two sons. Now look, your family has ruined it all!"
Liu Wenxia was stunned for a moment, then desperately tried to break free from the person holding her. "None of my damn business! Don't you spit venom at me!"
"Spit venom? You forced someone's daughter to marry a crippled man in his thirties, don't you feel wicked? I'm telling you, you have to compensate me for my two sons' jobs!"
"Let go of my mom! You old hag!" Fang Tianqi had just been brainwashed by his dad today, and now felt it was his time to show off. However, the moment he stood up, he was kicked to the ground by a young man.
"Little brat, if you keep running your dirty mouth, I'll kill you!"
"Oh heavens! There's no justice! You're bullying people!" Old Lady Fang began wailing to the heavens and beating the earth. Old Man Fang wanted to step forward but didn't dare. Liu Wenxia, however, broke free from her restraints and, howling, started brawling with the woman who had slapped her.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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.
