He looked down at the smiling little face in his arms.
Liguang looked up at him, the scarlet in her crimson eyes twinkling, the corners of her mouth curled up.
—Master, Master, I'm a good girl, right? Hurry and praise me!
Fang Qi blinked.
Oh...!
He understood.
That was it.
The things he could think of...
How could Liguang not have thought of them too?
Especially in the previous loop, she was in the "Liberated Computing Power" state!
That deep blue primal core had awakened, and her thinking capacity far exceeded her usual state!
At that time, she was a beautiful little supercomputer!
Perhaps, the moment she choked Lin Xiaoyou, the moment she received those breakdown messages from Xiaoqing, the second before the bullet hit her crimson eye—
She had already sorted out all the information!
She had calculated all the possibilities and weighed all the pros and cons!
Her previous hesitation to speak...
Was it because she had always wanted to tell him this information?
But... she didn't dare to say it.
Because he was watching her, and the "Eyes of the World" were watching her.
So just now, she could only nestle in his arms, saying nothing and not disturbing him...
Letting him think quietly by himself.
Fang Qi's heart tightened slightly.
This was really...
Wronging his own wife!
She had clearly calculated everything and thought everything through, yet she had to hold it all in?
His wife had been wronged!
Damn eyes!
He really wanted to gouge those eyes out!
Fang Qi couldn't say anything either; he just raised his hand and vigorously rubbed her little head again!
Messing up her silver hair once more!
He was also telling Liguang—
Rest assured, wifey!
Your Master's brain is sharp enough too!
You've already fed me the information, and I have sorted it all out!
"Alright!"
He rubbed the silver-haired girl's little head again!
"Since Liguang says so... then let them come!"
Liguang murmured an "Mhm" in his arms, rubbing her little head against his palm like a kitten enjoying being petted.
Her silver hair became even messier from her rubbing, with a few stray strands sticking up high.
So cute!
Fang Qi couldn't resist flicking them again!
"Master~!"
Liguang looked up, pouting and glaring at him, the scarlet in her crimson eyes flashing with a hint of slight annoyance.
But the corners of her mouth were turned up.
Fang Qi chuckled and withdrew his hand.
Just as he was about to pick up his phone to reply to Lin Xiaoyou, the person in his arms suddenly sat up straight.
Liguang sat up from his embrace, resting her knees on the sofa and placing her hands on either side of his shoulders...
Looking down at him from above!
Her expression suddenly became serious, her heterochromatic eyes staring at him without blinking.
"Master."
Her voice was no longer soft and sticky, but very serious!
"Meeting them is fine."
She raised a slender finger and gently tapped the tip of his nose.
"But Master is not allowed to have..."
"A-ny, phy-si-cal, con-tact with these two people!"
She emphasized every single word.
Fang Qi blinked.
"If Master touches them—"
The corners of Liguang's mouth slowly curled up.
Fang Qi was all too familiar with that curve.
It was no longer a playful smile, but a dangerously amiable smile.
Great...
The amiable little Liguang, late but finally here!
"Then Master will be dirty."
Her voice dropped, becoming sickly sweet.
"Liguang will be... very dissatisfied with Master."
"And then..."
She suddenly pounced forward!
Fang Qi only saw a flash of silver hair before his eyes, and the next second, warm breath hit the side of his neck.
Then—
"Awoo!"
Liguang bit down on his neck!
Her lips pressed against his skin, her teeth gently bumping against his neck.
She didn't use any force at all.
But that slight sense of pressure, that feeling of teeth gently scraping across his skin...
Made the hairs on Fang Qi's body stand on end slightly.
That spot...
Was his carotid artery!
What was even more fatal was...
She actually used her teeth to gently grind against it!
After grinding twice, she released her bite and lifted her head.
The scarlet in her crimson eyes was bright as she stared straight at him.
Fang Qi: "..."
He raised his hand to touch the spot on his neck where he was bitten.
It didn't hurt; it was just a little wet, with no teeth marks.
She had just gently ground against it without using any force.
However, the meaning was all too clear!
Fang Qi looked at the amiable little curve at the corners of the silver-haired girl's mouth...
Well then!
He understood!
Wasn't this just telling him...
—Master's life belongs to Liguang.
—If Master dares to touch other women, Master will be "unclean."
—Then Liguang will take away "what belongs to Liguang"!
—If Master is unclean, then we reload the save file!
—Once we reload, he'll be clean again!
Fang Qi couldn't help but glare at her.
This crazy woman, she's really getting into it!
In the previous loop, he urged her to kill him to reload the save, and now...
She's addicted to killing, huh?
She even learned to proactively use "reloading" to threaten him?
Is this still the little yandere who gave her core to him because she was afraid of killing him?!
But...
This is pretty good too!
It's much better than her committing suicide in despair!
He wasn't panicked at all!
When he did that in the previous loop, he had actually anticipated that something like this would happen.
He was the one who pushed for this!
This is his wife's love for him!
A morbid, twisted, and overwhelmingly possessive love!
Besides, he wouldn't really die anyway!
It was just a little flirtatious banter of killing each other between them!
He liked it!
Fang Qi took a deep breath, reached out to cup her face, and gently rubbed his thumb against the corner of her mouth.
"Alright."
He stared into her eyes, the corners of his mouth curling up.
"I promise you. I absolutely won't touch Lin Xiaoyou and Xiaoqing, not even once."
"However..."
He pinched Liguang's little cheek and winked at her:
"If Master does it... what about Liguang? How will Liguang reward Master?"
Liguang's eyes instantly lit up!
She straightened her back, resting her hands on his shoulders, her voice crisp and loud:
"Whatever Master wants Liguang to do, Liguang will do it!"
"Liguang will do anything!"
Fang Qi raised an eyebrow.
Oh!
In the previous loop, she said the exact same thing!
And then, he made her kill him.
So in this loop...
Fang Qi looked at her sparkling eyes, the curve of his mouth growing wider.
Liguang looked at him, giggling as well.
The two of them just stared at each other like that, one raising an eyebrow with a smile, the other giggling.
A tacit understanding between them.
Fang Qi picked up his phone and tapped the screen a few times:
[Fang Qi: Sure, come over right now!]
Sent.
Then he tossed the phone onto the coffee table and wrapped his arms around Liguang's waist again, preparing to hug her for a little while longer.
But the person in his arms suddenly slid down from his lap with a whoosh!
"Liguang is going to change clothes!"
She stood up straight, looked down at her fluffy white pajamas, and then looked up out the window.
"To meet guests... I can't wear pajamas."
As she spoke, she turned and headed toward the small room.
Her silver hair swayed gently behind her, and she looked incredibly cute in those fluffy pajamas!
Fang Qi leaned back on the sofa, watching her slender back.
So beautiful.
And just the moment Liguang's hand touched the doorknob...
"Ding!"
The phone rang again.
Fang Qi looked down and picked up the phone.
[Lin Xiaoyou: Senior is the best! Love you to death, Senior!]
Fang Qi: "..."
I can't even with you!
You really need to pipe down!
You can't even send a text without being dramatic! Aren't you afraid Liguang will snap your neck again!
He sneaked a peek at Liguang and found that, sure enough, she hadn't gone inside her room. Instead, she was tilting her little head and looking his way again.
[Lin Xiaoyou: But Senior... if I bring my best friend to your place and you don't even know her, wouldn't that be a bit impolite...]
[Lin Xiaoyou: How about you come out! I'll treat you and Liguang to breakfast! I don't usually treat people, you know!]
[Lin Xiaoyou: I know a newly opened morning tea place that's super delicious! Come on, Senior, come on! (Cat begging.JPG)]
Fang Qi's fingers paused.
Hmm... don't know her?
Oh, right.
In her current state, she didn't remember what had happened at the movie theater on the seventh day.
The previous debate about "liking" someone at the cafe had also happened in another time loop.
But...
Lin Xiaoyou was really pushing her luck!
First she says her best friend is coming, then she says it's impolite, and now she's dragging him outside?
She had a whole little combo waiting for him, didn't she?
Liguang walked back over at this moment. Her crimson eyes flickered slightly as her gaze fell on the phone screen, her eyes narrowing.
The two exchanged a glance. Neither spoke, but... they both knew exactly what was going on.
Fang Qi tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the sofa.
The other party was...
Trying to lure them out!
Makes sense.
The defenses at his house were indeed a bit formidable.
The lock on the security door couldn't be shattered even by police guns, and prying at it for ages wouldn't open it.
Sniper bullets hitting the balcony glass would only get embedded in it, unable to even penetrate.
Xiaoqing's sniping was completely useless against his house.
So, Lin Xiaoyou wanted to lure him out?
Out there, to a place without bulletproof glass or specially made security doors.
But the question was... what happens after luring him out?
Have Xiaoqing just take a sniper shot from a distance?
Fang Qi shook his head.
Impossible.
Based on Lin Xiaoyou's behavior in the previous loop, she wouldn't want him dead.
She had cried her heart out over his death, even wanting to attack Liguang to "avenge" him.
So...
It wasn't to kill him.
Then what?
Because meeting outside would make Xiaoqing's sniping useful?
Setting up a sniper would at least serve as a "deterrent," making it easier to control the situation and negotiate with him?
Fang Qi shook his head again.
That wasn't right either.
Wasn't Lin Xiaoyou bringing her best friend along?
Bringing Xiaoqing along.
Bringing a sniper to meet him face-to-face...?
What kind of deterrent would that be?
Threatening him right in front of Liguang?
Then Xiaoqing probably wouldn't even get the chance to draw her gun!
He was just that confident in his wife!
So...
What exactly were they trying to do?
Fang Qi's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Master..."
Liguang suddenly spoke up.
Her voice wasn't loud, carrying a hint of hesitation.
"Why don't we just let them come to the house?"
She glanced at him, then quickly lowered her gaze, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Outside..."
She didn't continue.
But Fang Qi understood what she meant.
The danger outside was uncontrollable.
At home, there was bulletproof glass, a specially made security door, and an environment Liguang was familiar with.
Going out meant having none of that.
Fang Qi stayed silent for a few seconds, and then...
Smiled.
He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at the light strips on the ceiling, the corners of his mouth slowly curling up.
Go out?
Sure.
Why not go out?
Being at home was actually too safe.
So safe that he couldn't see anything clearly.
So safe that...
The other party wouldn't dare to do anything!
If he really wanted to find out something...
He had to take a different approach!
Go out!
Only by personally stepping into danger could he see their true colors!
Only then could he know what Lin Xiaoyou was really trying to do!
Only then could he know if Xiaoqing would actually raise her sniper rifle again!
Worst case scenario, it's just death!
Just a respawn!
If that was really the case...
Fang Qi smiled, his eyes narrowing.
Then after the next respawn, he would definitely have to pay them a personal visit to "thank" them!
But if it wasn't like that, and just a normal meal together...
That was workable too!
Since a little penny-pincher like Lin Xiaoyou was treating, then him escorting the two ladies "home"... would be perfectly natural, right?
Let me see!
Let me see where you guys live!
But a crafty rabbit has three burrows, so they probably wouldn't expose themselves...
But... there are always more solutions than problems!
Anyway, first things first: go out!
So Fang Qi immediately picked up his phone and tapped a few times on the screen:
[Fang Qi: Sure, give me a location, we'll head over right away.]
And send!
"Master!"
Liguang's voice suddenly rose a pitch!
Her eyes widened, her crimson pupils flashing sharply!
"Master, you...!"
Fang Qi looked up at her shocked and anxious little face.
He reached out, pinched her little nose, and gave it a gentle twist.
"Don't worry."
He smiled easily.
"Your Master won't lay a finger on them."
"If I do..."
He pulled his hand back and tapped his own neck—
The spot she had gently bitten earlier, which still had a faint trace of moisture.
His carotid artery!
The corners of his mouth curled up as he smiled at her:
"Bite right here!"
Liguang glared at him.
Her lips were pursed, her cheeks slightly puffed out.
She glared at him for several seconds.
Then—
"Hmph!"
She let out a heavy harrumph!
"Then Liguang is going to change into some clothes for going out!"
Her voice was a bit snappy, carrying a hint of petulance, and she turned on her heel and walked away!
Her silver hair whipped behind her, smacking him right in the face again!
Fang Qi: "..."
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
He got a mouthful of hair again!
But in the moment she turned around, he saw the corners of her mouth curl up again!
Fang Qi leaned back on the sofa, watching the door to Liguang's little room shut with a click.
He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
Lin Xiaoyou.
He stared at the light strips on the ceiling, his eyes narrowing slightly.
I actually...
Really hope you are a teammate.
After all, we are veteran "teammates."
You better not...
Let me down!

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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?"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”