"Look at this, just look at what you've taught her!" Little Hei accused Fang Zhiyi. "Applying what she just learned, huh? This is way too ruthless."
Fang Zhiyi looked at it in confusion. "No, I've noticed you're getting more and more nagging. Don't you know what kind of person Wu Xiaohu is? Have you forgotten about the left-behind child who jumped off a building after being bullied by him back when Fang Qingci wasn't going to school?"
"Uh..."
"And what about Fang Tianqi? Is he a good person? In his eyes, Fang Qingci is just a tool to be exchanged for money. I don't think she did anything wrong."
"No, they brought this upon themselves, I just mean... you can't teach a girl to be so scheming, right? This isn't ancient times."
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "It's exactly because this isn't ancient times that she needs to understand... After all, if this were ancient times, I would have a hundred ways to send that entire family to the guillotine. This is just self-protection for her."
Little Hei sighed. "Why are humans so complicated?"
"You... actually care."
"What the heck?"
"Nothing."
Fang Zhiyi looked out the window. He could feel that ever since Little Hei released those systems, it had become more and more like a human... Was this also a process of evolution? What would it eventually turn into...
Fang Tianqi dropped out of school, and the Fang family went to the Wu family to make a scene several times, resulting in a few brawls between the two families. However, none of this concerned Fang Qingci. She always studied quietly until she was admitted to a school in the city.
When she happily showed her admission letter to Fang Zhiyi, he just glanced at it and sighed inwardly. Right, he had almost forgotten about this.
Gao Xiang also hadn't expected to see that country girl again. It was just that when Fang Qingci appeared in front of him, dressed refreshingly and sporting a ponytail, he didn't recognize her. It wasn't until Fang Qingci blushing pulled out that painting that his memory was awakened.
"You're... you're..."
Gao Xiang was a bit excited, but mostly he was calculating. He looked at the girl in front of him; it seemed that some things had happened to her over the years, and she was living quite well. In contrast, himself... he originally thought he was a painting genius, only to realize later that painting didn't make money and there were plenty of people better than him. For a decent living, he had already lowered his pride.
His mind started working quickly. It looked like this Fang Zhaodi was just as foolish as she was back then. He might just be able to win both the girl and her money.
Gao Xiang immediately put on an enthusiastic front. First, he took Fang Qingci for a stroll around, then generously treated her to a meal, and also found out which school she attended.
However, after they finished eating, Fang Qingci suddenly said she had to leave.
"So early? Why don't we hang out a bit longer?" Gao Xiang acted reluctant to part. He really hadn't noticed before, but that rustic, skinny little girl from back then had now blossomed into a graceful young woman.
"I can't. My uncle said I have to return to the dorm on time."
"He won't know if you stay out a little longer."
Fang Qingci hesitated for a moment, then smiled and shook her head. "I'll come find you often from now on. I'm leaving now."
Gao Xiang watched her walk away, his heart full of schemes. Hearing her say that she had been adopted by her uncle's family, it seemed her uncle treated her quite well...
Suddenly, the phone in his hand rang.
"Gao Xiang, where are you? If you don't entertain the client well today, do you still want your bonus?" came his boss's roar from the other end.
Gao Xiang immediately remembered his real business: "I'm coming! Right away!"
"The destructive power of a first love is always so strong..." Not far away, Fang Zhiyi took off his sunglasses, staring at Gao Xiang's retreating back.
Gao Xiang's client was an old man in his fifties. Before drinking, his face was full of righteousness; after drinking, his true colors were revealed. Moreover, his demands for the hostesses were quite high. Gao Xiang could only keep smiling apologetically, as the other party held a massive contract in his hands.
Thinking of the disdainful looks from his girlfriend's family, Gao Xiang secretly gritted his teeth. Sooner or later, he would climb above everyone else and make all those who looked down on him bow and scrape before him!
In the original plot, it was exactly because of this that Gao Xiang exploited Fang Zhaodi's affection for him, making Fang Zhaodi sell her body in exchange for contracts for him. He even secretly installed cameras to blackmail disobedient clients, which finally allowed him to regain face in front of his wife's family.
The price paid was merely a girl's life.
Although Fang Qingci's appearance happened a bit earlier this time, it still sparked Gao Xiang's ulterior motives.
Women could always be found if you had money, but a foolish woman who could be used...
"President Fu, I know a junior... She's a student, of course, and the very pure and innocent type," Gao Xiang said, his face full of sycophancy.
The old man surnamed Fu's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "Hahaha, that's great. If you can make this happen, the matter of this contract will be easy to talk about."
The two men's vulgar laughter made even the hostesses frown a bit.
Two scumbags.
Fang Qingci had been very happy these past few days. Firstly, she had arrived at a new school, her future was bright, and her classmates were all very nice. Secondly, she had seen Gao Xiang again. Thinking of Gao Xiang made it feel like something was about to burst out of her heart.
And Gao Xiang seemed to like her too. For several days in a row, he sent her messages and called her, and the two often chatted until lights out.
Faced with Gao Xiang's invitation, Fang Qingci specially dressed up. Although she wasn't very good at makeup, she tried her best. That night, Gao Xiang treated her to a very high-class dinner. Faced with Gao Xiang's confession, Fang Qingci blushed a little. She subconsciously felt that she wasn't good enough for Gao Xiang; in her memory, Gao Xiang had always been shining brightly.
The two thus started dating. However, Fang Qingci remembered her uncle's instructions and did nothing beyond holding hands. Her reserve made Gao Xiang somewhat anxious, and ultimately, he decided to take a shortcut to the final step.
When he invited Fang Qingci for a light drink, Fang Qingci had absolutely no guard up.
She didn't even know that her small amount of red wine had been drugged.
"President Fu, she's in the room. About our contract..."
The old man was somewhat impatient. "Easy, easy, you have to let me inspect the goods first, right?"
Gao Xiang bowed and scraped. "Of course, of course. I'll just wait in the lobby."
"Sensible boy!"
Gao Xiang watched the old man push the door open and go in, feeling a bit of regret in his heart. It was all because this bitch was acting too prudish; if she had let him sleep with her earlier, he wouldn't have had to let this old man take advantage! But thinking of the benefits about to fall into his hands, he was in a great mood. He didn't even notice the few burly men brushing past him as he went downstairs.
He was still thinking that later, when the old man was done, he would go lie down there himself, doing it completely unnoticed. Afterwards, even if Fang Qingci asked, she wouldn't blame him.
Meanwhile, inside the room, President Fu had already stripped off his clothes, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.
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."
【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.)
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.
