The President clenched his fists, a heavy sense of foreboding settling in his heart.
This Lin Xuan was incredibly capable. If he could uncover so much in just one or two hours, had he found out anything else?
What kind of living nightmare had he actually provoked!
"President, I'm sorry. I only told you for the sake of the school. I never imagined the events that would follow," Ms. Wang said, her face pale.
She hadn't initially intended to move against Lin Xuan. She had merely informed the President about Lin Xuan's research into chips and lithography machines so he could prepare in advance.
Who could have predicted that the President would leak the information publicly?
And now that he had been caught red-handed, it wasn't her fault at all; it was the President who had overestimated his own abilities.
Yet, the President was venting his anger on her.
Of course, Ms. Wang only dared to grumble these thoughts silently in her heart; she wouldn't dare say them to his face.
"You still haven't realized the gravity of your mistake? Do you think..." *it's my fault?*
Before the President could finish his sentence, four men in suits barged in.
They stood with backs straight as ramrods, their piercing gazes sweeping across the office before finally landing on the President of Yundu University.
The President's heart pounded violently with anxiety.
"Are you the President of Yundu University, Chen Xiong?" the leader asked, looking at the President with a stern expression.
The President looked at them, an ominous premonition rising in his chest.
"I am Chen Xiong. May I ask who you are?"
The leader produced his credentials. "We are from the Discipline Inspection Commission."
Only then did the President notice the pins on their suit lapels.
They really were from the Commission...
The Commission usually investigated corrupt officials and dereliction of duty.
Were they here because of the recent incident?
The President shook his head mentally.
Unlikely. The scandal about him buying internet trolls to smear Lin Xuan had only just broken; they couldn't have arrived this fast.
It was more likely that a school leader had been caught for corruption, or perhaps one of the high-ranking officials he knew had been implicated, and they needed his assistance in the investigation.
With this thought, the President's heart settled slightly.
"So, it's the comrades from the Commission." The President forced a smile and stepped forward. "What brings you to me? Do you need my assistance with something?"
The leader's voice was heavy. "Chen Xiong, President of Yundu University, you are suspected of embezzlement, bribery, and dereliction of duty. Please come with us."
"What?"
The President's face drained of color instantly, his body turning ice-cold.
These agents weren't here for his assistance; they were coming for *him*.
He had indeed embezzled quite a bit of money... had they found something?
But he had been so secretive.
Moreover, over his years as President, he had been investigated before, and they had never found anything.
He couldn't panic now.
Maybe they didn't have substantial evidence yet. He couldn't let them catch a slip-up.
"Comrades," the President said, trying his best to steady his mind. "Is there some mistake? I have always been law-abiding and dedicated to my duties. I live very frugally. Even as a University President, I only drive a car worth just over a hundred thousand. How could I possibly be corrupt?"
"Save your excuses," the leader sneered. "We have secured concrete evidence. We found a massive amount of cash hidden inside the walls and under the bed in the residence you transferred to your niece's name."
The President's eyes bulged.
They had even found the money in the walls...
It was over.
He was completely finished.
The President slumped to the floor, his face ashen, looking utterly soul-destroyed.
Who was it?!
Who was targeting him?!
The President suddenly thought of the day's events. The moment his smear campaign against Lin Xuan was exposed, the Commission arrived.
Was this Lin Xuan's revenge?
Yes, it had to be Lin Xuan!
He couldn't think of anyone else!
He never imagined Lin Xuan could be this terrifying. He had simply wanted to dampen the prestige of Shangqing University.
He never expected to draw Lin Xuan's wrath...
The leader signaled.
The other officers immediately stepped forward.
*Click—*
The handcuffs locked onto the President's wrists.
Two officers hauled him up from the ground.
"Take him back for a thorough interrogation," the leader ordered grimly.
The President of a top-tier university in Great Xia, framing a student and embezzling such vast sums—it was truly an eye-opener!
A man like this was a blight on the school's integrity.
As he was escorted out of the office, the President burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
"Revenge! It's all Lin Xuan's revenge!"
If only there were a cure for regret in this world.
If he could start over, he would never target Lin Xuan again.
Lin Xuan was a living demon, someone he never should have provoked...
"Wang Li, listen to me!" the President shouted loudly. "You, and that student who told you about Lin Xuan—neither of you will escape his vengeance!"
"Those who cross Lin Xuan... none of them will get away!"
"Hahahaha!"
If not for them, he wouldn't have gone after Lin Xuan or tried to ruin his reputation, and he wouldn't be facing Lin Xuan's retaliation.
He would still be the glorious President of Yundu University, not a prisoner.
Everyone had to go down with him...
Ms. Wang watched, pale-faced, as the President was taken away.
The President was done for.
Would it really be as he said? Was she next?
Ms. Wang walked out of the President's office in a daze.
She reached the ground floor of the administration building when a director approached her.
He spoke expressionlessly, "Wang Li, we just received a notification. You're fired. This termination will be recorded in your permanent file."
This Ms. Wang usually seemed so cautious and timid; who on earth had she offended to make the higher-ups personally call and demand her termination?
Upon hearing this news, Ms. Wang stumbled.
Her worst fear had come true...
Expelled from Yundu University with a black mark on her record... continuing her career as a university lecturer was now impossible.
No, never mind being a lecturer—she would struggle to find even a decent job!
She was a PhD graduate from a prestigious university!
How could she end up like this?
Unable to accept this reality, Wang Li swayed and collapsed, fainting straight onto the floor.

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"