Fang Qi was a bit confused.
He looked at the round-faced girl in front of him, who was endlessly introducing the menu to him...
He thought Lin Xiaoyou would probe him.
He thought Xiaoqing would secretly threaten him, aiming a sniper rifle at him...
He thought there would be some kind of tense confrontation!
As a result...
Looking at Lin Xiaoyou like this, her memory was missing again.
Her brain was acting up again...
Right now, she was just that innocent, lively girl who liked her senior and wanted to treat him to morning tea!
This didn't surprise him.
But Xiaoqing...
Fang Qi looked at her.
She was still curled up in her chair!
Holding her teacup with both hands, taking tiny sips, not even daring to look up!
Incredibly introverted!
It seemed she was also in her unrestricted state!
Were they really just two sweet and innocent girls?
No...?
Then why did you make all sorts of excuses to lure me out?
Was it really just...
To treat him and Liguang to breakfast?
Fang Qi felt a giant question mark pop up above his head.
...Let's test the waters first!
He immediately leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs.
With a casual tone, he smiled at Lin Xiaoyou:
"Xiaoyou, you suddenly so eagerly invited Liguang and me out for breakfast..."
He raised an eyebrow at the round-faced girl in front of him, his tone carrying a hint of teasing:
"Could it be that you're short on money and want to borrow some from me?"
Saying that, he waved his hand grandly and said generously:
"That's fine, I have no problem with that! Name a number!"
"How much do you want to borrow?"
The smile on Lin Xiaoyou's face immediately froze.
Then her almond eyes widened, and her little face puffed up!
"Senior! What are you talking about!"
Her voice rose, carrying obvious dissatisfaction, drawing the attention of people at several surrounding tables.
She glared at Fang Qi, puffing her cheeks in anger:
"I do like spending money, but I earn it all myself, okay!"
"I only spend within my means, I don't buy things I can't afford!"
She put her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest, looking very much like an independent woman!
"I would never borrow money from you, Senior! I don't borrow money from anyone!"
Beside her, Xiaoqing was so embarrassed that her neck almost shrank into her chest cavity!
She kept pulling on Lin Xiaoyou's sleeve:
"Xiaoyou... don't be so loud...! Keep your voice down, people around us are looking...!"
Fang Qi's mouth twitched.
Within your means...
So you buy bags in installments, huh!
Stop pretending!
In the last loop, you exposed yourself!
Although your identity is indeed very mysterious, right now...
You're just a pure, sweet, innocent little money-grubber!
Following Lin Xiaoyou's words, he continued to tease:
"You really don't need it?"
"Of course not!"
Lin Xiaoyou glared at him again, but then her eyes rolled...
The corners of her mouth curled into a sly smile!
"I wouldn't borrow money from you, Senior. My goal is—"
She pointed a finger at Fang Qi!
One hand on her hip!
"To spend Senior's money, but never pay it back!"
"Just like Liguang! To become someone close to Senior!"
After saying that, she turned to Liguang and blinked playfully!
"Right, Liguang?"
Fang Qi: "..."
That's so like you, Lin Xiaoyou!
Beside him, the silver-haired girl still sat upright, the curve of her lips docile, her expression unchanging.
"Miss Lin is right."
"Liguang has indeed spent a lot of Master's money and has never paid it back."
Her voice was soft, her tone humble.
But her hand under the table was pressing against the side of the table leg...
Her pale fingers tightened slightly!
"Crack..."
The sound was very soft, completely covered by the surrounding noise.
Fine cracks were appearing on the side of that solid wood table leg!
Fang Qi's eyelids twitched!
Wife!
Calm down!
So many people are watching!
Isn't this what you caused by deliberately wearing a maid outfit!
Crushing a table leg in front of so many people...
Fang Qi paused slightly.
It seemed like it wouldn't be a big deal?
As long as his wife was happy? He could always reload the save anyway...
No, no, no!
He couldn't be completely reckless just because he could rewind time!
They were at a Hongmen Banquet!
He quickly reached under the table and grabbed Liguang's wrist.
Liguang's fingers paused slightly, and then she relaxed her grip a bit.
Her other hand sneaked over, backhandedly holding his hand, her fingertips lightly scratching his palm.
—Master, Liguang is being very good, I didn't break it.
Fang Qi breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Phew, thank goodness.
His wife was still well-behaved!
But before he could finish sighing...
"Crack!"
...Hey!
You crazy woman, you still...!
Hmm?
Wait.
Liguang's hand that was holding the table leg had already let go.
Fang Qi immediately looked up!
That sound just now came from across the table?
Then he saw...
Xiaoqing's shy expression was currently a bit stiff.
Like she was gritting her teeth?
And on the wall of the white porcelain teacup she was holding in her hands...
A clear crack had appeared!
...Oh?
Fang Qi blinked.
He just watched the warm tea seep out from the crack and drip onto Xiaoqing's fingers.
"...Ah!"
Xiaoqing immediately let out a cry of surprise!
Then, in a flurry, she put the teacup back onto the saucer!
Her face grew even redder, the rims of her eyes even a bit flushed, and she sat there completely at a loss!
She muttered:
"H-How did it break... I-I didn't use any force..."
Lin Xiaoyou also cried out in surprise and immediately leaned over, grabbing Xiaoqing's hand to check:
"Xiaoqing, you didn't get burned, did you?!"
After confirming Xiaoqing wasn't burned, she immediately turned and yelled in the direction of the waiters:
"Waiter! Waiter!"
A waitress jogged over.
"What's wrong, miss?"
Lin Xiaoyou pointed at the teacup on the table, her tone carrying dissatisfaction:
"What's wrong with the quality of your teacups? My friend was just drinking from it and it cracked! She almost got burned!"
The waitress looked down at the cracked teacup and was also a bit confused:
"This... I'm so sorry, maybe there's a quality issue with this cup. I'll get you a new one..."
"Then hurry up and go!"
Lin Xiaoyou waved her hand, then turned to look at Xiaoqing, her tone becoming distressed again:
"Xiaoqing, are you okay? Don't be scared, I'm here!"
Xiaoqing kept her head down, her voice so small it was barely audible:
"I... I'm fine... Why don't we... just forget it... let's not trouble them..."
"Forget what! This is clearly a problem with their quality! We must demand an explanation!"
Fang Qi's eyelids twitched slightly.
Oh my.
Lin Xiaoyou really is a good bestie.
If the two of them really were just two ordinary girls...
Then they might actually be a very close pair of best friends!
After all...
Every introverted girl would want an extroverted best friend who could stand up for her, right?
However...
Fang Qi's gaze moved away from Lin Xiaoyou's righteous little round face...
And looked at Xiaoqing again.
She was still blushing, looking completely at a loss.
Xiaoqing...
Something is not right with you!
Right now...
Are you really that introverted girl?
In front of him, Lin Xiaoyou was tenderly wiping Xiaoqing's hands, and Xiaoqing still had that panicked expression, but...
Did the corners of her mouth just twitch up for a second?
Liguang saw it too.
She also gently tickled the palm of Fang Qi's hand, but that docile gaze...
remained entirely fixed on Xiaoqing's bashful face!
Fang Qi, meanwhile, picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip.
Hmm, barely passable.
Not as good as the tea Liguang brewed.
He was now basically certain...
Xiaoqing was currently... not "restricted" at all!
Her earlier bashfulness, shyness, and fluster...
were all an act!
Right now, she was that lazy yet dangerous awakened AI, the sniper!
She was merely playing the role of "Lin Xiaoyou's best friend"!
Playing the part of an introverted, shy, ordinary girl!
And to be honest...
Her acting was quite convincing!
If she hadn't lost control just now and crushed her teacup, he and Liguang really would have been fooled by her...
After all, Liguang could only monitor Lin Xiaoyou's physiological indicators; she had no way to directly tell if Xiaoqing was putting on an act!
However...
Fang Qi pursed his lips and looked again at the cracked teacup.
In that brief moment just now...
Liguang had almost snapped the table leg!
Xiaoqing had nearly crushed the teacup!
Right in front of him, the culprit who caused all this, Lin Xiaoyou...
was still blowing on her best friend's hand, going "Huu huu huu"!
Looking like a naive, sweet little fool.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Fang Qi looked at her, unable to help but click his tongue in his mind.
...Wow, impressive!
Truly impressive!
This former good teammate of his, with just one sentence, managed to make two AIs jealous on the spot!
One crushed a table leg! The other crushed a teacup!
She truly deserved the title of "Yandere Switch"!
She truly lived up to her reputation as his former death-courting teammate!
This ability to court death...
was even fiercer than before!
Still, it didn't seem to be a big problem.
At least for now, in this morning teahouse, she didn't have to worry about her little head ending up on the table!
And he didn't have to rack his brains trying to protect this girl's little head either!
But Xiaoyou, are you sure that doing this...
won't cause your best friend to impulsively do something to you?
For example...
Electrocuting your brain?
Chopping off your legs?
Locking you in a dog cage?
The reason Lin Xiaoyou had been fine before seemed to be because...
Xiaoqing had also been in a "restricted" state and had no memories?
But Xiaoqing had unsealed her restrictions now!
That day at the milk tea shop, she had already shocked Lin Xiaoyou unconscious once!
She had even naturally gifted Liguang a stun gun!
Showing "mutual appreciation" with Liguang!
Tsk, tsk, tsk...
This Xiaoqing was no pushover either!
"Senior, don't you agree?"
Lin Xiaoyou's voice suddenly rang out in front of him.
Fang Qi snapped back to reality.
The round-faced girl was looking at him, her almond eyes sparkling as she waited for his answer.
"...Huh? Agree with what?"
Fang Qi blinked.
Lin Xiaoyou pouted:
"I said, the quality of the cups in this shop is way too bad. Senior, don't you agree!"
"Oh... right, right, right, way too bad, way too bad!"
Fang Qi nodded repeatedly, his expression incredibly sincere.
Ah, Xiaoyou, my good teammate...
I wish you the best of luck!
Then he looked across at Xiaoqing, who was still acting "scared."
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xiaoqing...
You're putting on quite a good act, aren't you?
This time...
What exactly are you and Lin Xiaoyou trying to do?
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.”
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."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?"
