Lin Ran's face darkened.
"Yao Yao, that gesture of yours is a bit insulting."
Luo Yao found it quite amusing to tease Lin Ran.
"Luo Wushuang specializes in using poison. Last time, he controlled Little Tong too. If I’m not mistaken, what he gave you this time is a toxin called 'Peerless'—his signature creation."
"Colorless, odorless, and after death, no one would detect the cause. They’d just assume it was a heart attack."
Lin Ran thought to himself how ruthless Luo Wushuang was. Knowing he couldn’t outsmart Luo Yao in schemes, he’d resorted to underhanded tactics.
"How do we break this trap?"
"Simple. I’ll pretend to be poisoned."
"How do you fake that?"
"Back when we raided Luo Wushuang’s home, we found traces of this poison. I had it researched—and I have the antidote."
Lin Ran felt a surge of relief. As expected of Luo Yao.
"Was the antidote seized too?"
"No, I had it developed. Luo Wushuang probably doesn’t even have an antidote himself."
Lin Ran was stunned. "What do you mean? He created the poison but has no antidote?"
"Ah Ran, do you know why I managed to elevate Luo Corporation to the top position in just a few years?"
"Because of your exceptional abilities."
Luo Yao shook her head. "No. There are countless people in this world more capable than me—ordinary passersby, students, workers. My strength doesn’t come from ability, but from my adaptability."
"The Luo family has deep roots, yet they’ve never reached the pinnacle because they cling to outdated traditions."
Lin Ran clapped his hands in realization.
"I get it. It’s like when you fought Luo Wuyou—she kept trying to duel with blades, but you just pulled out a physics-based eliminator."
Luo Yao nodded. "More or less. Luo Wushuang is the same. He thinks his creations are invincible, that no one can crack them. Little does he know the power of modern research."
"I may not have the skills to decipher it, but I have the resources. With just a fraction of my wealth, countless experts would scramble to develop an antidote for me."
Lin Ran praised her without hesitation. "Some are born in Rome, some are born as beasts of burden—but you, you’re the queen of Rome."
"No, I’m not the queen of Rome."
"Then?"
"I’m your queen."
"I… mmm?!"
Shakespeare once said that some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
At this moment, Lin Ran deeply understood the meaning of those words.
And Luo Yao was becoming more and more adorable.
"Ah Ran, I can’t take it anymore."
"What do you want to do?"
Luo Yao’s heart wasn’t just restless—it harbored a violent edge.
Her yandere nature had never changed.
"It’s been so long since you’ve been hurt."
Lin Ran felt a chill and asked hesitantly,
"Should I… prepare something for you?"
"No, prepare it for me."
Lin Ran recalled that one time and instantly felt his nose grow warm.
"I should… also embrace new experiences."
As they embraced novelty, the two reached new heights together.
Little did they know, Luo Wushuang—whom they dismissed as insignificant—would soon teach them a lesson, reminding Lin Ran never to underestimate any opponent.
The next day, Lin Ran felt as though his body had been dismantled, weak and sore.
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The phone rang. Lin Ran checked—it was Qü Te Niang, who hadn’t contacted him in ages.
This person was highly capable and never required micromanagement. Under their leadership, Suran Group’s real estate ventures had soared.
"Hello?"
"Lin Shao, great news! Our new project is about to top out. We’d like to invite you to a pivotal meeting."
Lin Ran: "When?"
"Whenever suits you."
"Then later. I’ll head over after breakfast."
The other end of the line paused in surprise.
"So soon?"
Lin Ran: "Didn’t you say anytime? Is there a problem?"
"None at all! Should I send someone to pick you up?"
"No need. I’ll go myself."
Qü Te Niang quickly added, "Lin Shao, since you’re coming soon, there are a few things I should mention."
"Lately, the company has had some arrogant individuals who need to be put in their place, as well as opportunists who require an example. What do you think?"
"Got it. I’ll bring someone with me."
After hanging up, Lin Ran ate breakfast and downed three bowls of soup.
He then contacted Wu Zhishang and Wu's Father, instructing them to gather their people and meet him at Suran Group.
Since Luo Wushuang and Lin Ran were now collaborators, Lin Ran was, for the time being, completely safe.
With his convoy in motion, Lin Ran headed toward Suran Group—a place he hadn’t visited in a while.
Upon arrival, he spotted a commotion.
Lin Ran frowned. The ringleader looked familiar.
Surrounded by bodyguards, Lin Ran pulled into the executive parking spot. Just as he parked, a group of Suran Group security rushed out.
At the forefront was Qü Te Niang. As chairman, it was only right for him to personally welcome Lin Ran.
"Lin Shao, apologies for the disturbance earlier. Some troublemakers showed up."
Lin Ran nodded. "It’s fine. If I were them, I might’ve protested too."
Qü Te Niang: "How could they compare to you? You’re the chairman of Suran Group, with a wife who’s a protective chaebol heiress. Who would dare cross you?"
Lin Ran: "My wife is naturally beautiful—just light makeup. What ‘skincare fanatic’? Careful, or I’ll sue you for defamation."
Qü Te Niang froze, then hurriedly clarified, "Lin Shao, you misunderstood. I meant ‘protective’ like this…" He handed Lin Ran his phone.
Lin Ran’s eyes widened.
Wow. How could he not know about something this big?
Over ten thousand legal notices—how much manpower and resources had that taken?
He instantly felt incredibly lucky and blessed.
Most of those individuals had already been cornered by Luo Corporation’s PR and legal team, their evidence irrefutable. While few faced criminal charges, administrative penalties were inevitable.
The frequent commenters and those who spread posts, however, were in deep trouble.
Spreading false rumors beyond a certain threshold warranted immediate detention and fines.
The worst off was the original poster, ‘Southern Little Ci,’ who now faced astronomical compensation for defamation and emotional damages.
Given Luo Corporation’s influence, his rumor-mongering could cost him billions.
Even if it were just millions, it’d take a lifetime to repay.
In other words, even if Luo Corporation lost the lawsuit, would that person really walk away unscathed?
A superficial victory, but a loss in every meaningful sense.
"I just want to be my wife’s pampered husband, haha." Lin Ran was growing fond of this feeling—being protected by his wife.
Being a kept man was never his taboo—he wanted to make it crystal clear to the world that he was, without a doubt, the number one gigolo of his time.
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.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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?"
