Her high ponytail made her look youthful and capable.
Behind her stood four black-suited bodyguards with expressionless faces and steady, calm auras.
Lin Xiaoxiao pushed past the bodyguards blocking her way and quickly ran over to Su Yu.
A faint blush tinged her fair cheeks from the run.
"You actually came?"
Lin Xiaoxiao looked Su Yu up and down, her eyes filled with both surprise and barely concealed worry.
Three nights ago in the old street, Su Yu had turned down her family's special recruitment offer.
She thought he was just putting up a front to save face.
Once he calmed down and faced the harsh reality of his 0.8 qi and blood value, she assumed he would definitely give up on going to the exam and embarrassing himself.
She never expected him to actually show up.
And he came empty-handed, as casually as if he were going for a stroll.
"I said I'd see you at the college entrance exam," Su Yu said, looking at her with a calm tone.
Lin Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip.
She glanced around, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of urgency.
"Su Yu, have you lost your mind?"
"This is the martial arts exam venue! Not the academic one!"
"The very first round is the qi and blood test, and the passing mark is 6 points!"
"If you step on that machine with your 0.8 qi and blood value, it'll alarm and kick you out immediately! Tens of thousands of people will be watching you fail. Can you handle that?"
As a wealthy heiress, she knew all too well how brutal elimination was in this kind of setting.
It wasn't just failing the exam.
It was having your dignity stripped away in public and trampled underfoot.
Su Yu looked at Lin Xiaoxiao's anxious expression and felt a slight stir in his heart.
This girl was really stubborn.
For the sake of a life-saving debt she could never fully repay, she cared more about his dignity than he did.
"I've got it under control," Su Yu said without elaborating.
Lin Xiaoxiao stared at his unyielding attitude and stamped her foot in frustration.
"Control my ass!"
She spun around abruptly, pulled out an exquisite metal vial from her pocket, and shoved it into Su Yu's hand without giving him a chance to refuse.
"Take it!"
The metal vial was cool to the touch, with no label on it.
But Su Yu could smell an extremely rich medicinal fragrance seeping from the mouth of the vial.
"This is a liquefied extract of the 'Violent Blood Pill' my dad prepared for me last night," Lin Xiaoxiao whispered, speaking rapidly.
"Drink it, and it'll forcibly increase your qi and blood value by 2 points for half an hour."
"It's still not enough to pass the passing line, but at least it'll save you some face and keep the machine from disqualifying you on the spot."
"There are no side effects. Just drink it!"
Su Yu held the invaluable little bottle in his hand.
A drug that could forcibly boost qi and blood was astronomically expensive on the market, and nearly impossible to find.
And Lin Xiaoxiao had just handed it to him without a second thought.
"Thanks," Su Yu said, looking into Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes and speaking those two words earnestly.
Then.
He slipped the metal vial back into Lin Xiaoxiao's pocket.
"But I don't need it."
"You—!"
Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes went wide, and she nearly laughed in exasperation.
Why was this guy so stubborn!
Could pride fill your stomach? Could it boost your qi and blood value?!
Just as Lin Xiaoxiao was about to lose her temper and force the drug down Su Yu's throat—
A sudden commotion broke out at the edge of the plaza.
"Look! It's the Zhao family's motorcade!"
"The young master of Jiangcheng’s Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, Zhao Ze!"
"I heard his qi and blood value is almost at a perfect score. He's one of the top talents from Jiangcheng this year with a shot at the Kyoto Martial Arts University!"
The crowd automatically parted, clearing a wide path.
Three black Rolls-Royce Phantoms slowly pulled into the reserved parking area outside the exam venue.
The doors opened.
Eight burly bodyguards in matching black suits got out quickly and lined up on both sides of the car doors.
An imposing aura.
Then.
Zhao Ze stepped out of the middle car, dressed in a pure white custom martial arts uniform.
He had gone all out on his hair today, styling it with meticulous precision.
His chin was slightly raised.
His eyes carried that air of lofty, condescending arrogance.
Behind him followed the butler with the handlebar mustache.
"How's the young master feeling today?" the butler asked, bowing slightly and handing him a warm towel with a fawning smile.
"Never better," Zhao Ze said, taking the towel, wiping his hands, and tossing it aside casually.
He took a deep breath, soaking in the surrounding looks of awe, envy, and jealousy.
This was the treatment he deserved.
He, Zhao Ze, was born to rise to the top under the spotlight.
"Is that trash Su Yu taken care of?" Zhao Ze asked nonchalantly as he walked toward the center of the plaza.
He was already convinced Su Yu was dead, but he wanted to confirm it before entering the exam, just for good luck.
"Rest assured, young master," the butler said, following closely behind and lowering his voice with a grin.
"You know Old Mo's work, don't you?"
"That kid's probably nothing but dust by now."
"Clean and thorough. No flies buzzing around to ruin your fun."
Zhao Ze smiled with satisfaction.
"Excellent."
He lifted his head, casually sweeping his gaze across the crowd ahead.
To him, the ordinary civilian test-takers were like weeds in a field—utterly worthless.
But then.
His gaze, as it passed over a corner at the edge of the plaza, suddenly stopped.
His pupils, in that instant, shrank to the size of pinpricks!
His steps froze in place.
It was as if someone had slammed a club into his skull, leaving him completely stunned.
"Young master? What's wrong?"
The butler noticed Zhao Ze's unusual reaction and followed his line of sight.
The next second.
The butler's face also turned deathly pale, his handlebar mustache trembling violently.
"This... how is this possible?!"
The butler cried out in shock, his voice dripping with the terror of seeing a ghost.
At the far end of their line of sight.
That young man in the washed-out short-sleeved shirt, with his hands in his pockets.
Standing there quietly.
The sunlight fell on his face, every tiny detail crystal clear.
Alive.
Completely unharmed.
Without so much as a scratch!
Su Yu!
Zhao Ze felt his brain explode with a bang.
A wave of intense dizziness hit him, nearly knocking him off his feet.
What the hell?!
How is he here?!
What about Old Mo?!
That official martial artist with over a hundred qi and blood points?!
Didn't he go to break his legs?!
Didn't he go to silence him permanently?!
Why is this 0.8 qi and blood waste standing outside the exam venue completely fine?!
Zhao Ze's breathing turned ragged.
His chest heaved violently.
His face, usually so calm and arrogant, twisted into a grimace of extreme shock and disbelief.
Su Yu seemed to sense the panicked stare.
He turned his head slightly.
Across dozens of meters, through the bustling crowd.
Su Yu's gaze locked precisely onto Zhao Ze's face.
No anger.
No hatred.
Only an eerily calm indifference, the kind you'd give a dead man.
Su Yu even curled the corner of his mouth slightly.
A faint, almost-smile.
Boom!
To Zhao Ze, that expression was like a bomb detonating in his mind!
A provocation!
A blatant provocation!
He knows!
He knows everything!
Zhao Ze’s eyes instantly turned red.
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
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?"
