Su Hua—she was actually Su Hua, the CEO of Su Corporation?
Those around who hadn’t known her identity gasped in shock.
It was really her!
Immediately, their gazes toward Xia Feng turned sympathetic.
If she truly was the CEO of Su Corporation… well, well, well. The Xia family had just kicked an iron plate.
The Xia family was done for.
"No, impossible! This can’t be true!" Xia Feng shook his head in disbelief. "How could this be?"
"Chairman Lin, you must be mistaken. How could she possibly be Su Hua?"
Why would Su Hua attend such a banquet?
And without any entourage, no less!
At that moment, Jiang Qing entered the banquet hall.
Jiang Qing often represented Su Hua at various events, so Xia Feng recognized her.
He hurried over to her and said, "Secretary Jiang, I’m Xia Feng, Chairman of Xia Corporation. Someone here is impersonating CEO Su—you must punish her severely!"
"Impersonating CEO Su?" Jiang Qing frowned. "Who?"
"That woman right there!"
Xia Feng pointed at Su Hua. Jiang Qing followed his finger and frowned.
"Tch. Her, impersonating CEO Su? Chairman Xia, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t just spout nonsense."
Jiang Qing stepped past Xia Feng and walked straight to Su Hua, bowing respectfully. "CEO Su."
Hearing Jiang Qing address her as "CEO Su," Xia Feng’s eyes bulged.
C-CEO Su?
It really was her!
Shock quickly turned to terror on Xia Feng’s face.
Everyone knew the head of Su Corporation had zero tolerance for disrespect and wielded ruthless methods. And he had just called Su Hua Lin Xuan’s mistress!
Not to mention his son—his son had dared to harass Su Hua!
"CEO Su!"
Xia Feng dropped to his knees and began kowtowing frantically.
"I’m sorry, truly sorry! I was blind, I didn’t recognize you! Please, show mercy and spare me!"
Su Hua let out a cold laugh but said nothing.
Seeing her expression, Xia Feng knew she hadn’t forgiven him.
His son—his son was the root of this offense! He hadn’t even apologized yet!
Xia Feng glared fiercely at the young heir.
"You worthless brat! You insulted CEO Su—come here and apologize now!" he hissed through gritted teeth.
The young heir had also heard of Su Hua’s reputation.
The sole heiress of the Su family’s eldest son, Su Hua had been brought back to the family at eighteen. Within just a few years, she had seized the CEO position of Su Corporation through ruthless tactics.
After taking power, she purged dissenters with an iron fist.
She was untouchable, merciless, and unyielding.
No one who crossed her ever ended well.
He had thought she was just some kept woman or a nobody’s daughter. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined she was the infamous Su Hua!
Trembling, the young heir begged, "CEO Su, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have disrespected you!"
Su Hua’s lips curled in a cold smirk, but she remained silent.
Terrified this would doom the Xia family and their corporation, Xia Feng dragged his son forward.
"CEO Su, this disgrace is the one who insulted you. I’ll make sure he’s punished properly to appease you!"
With a grimace, Xia Feng slapped his son hard across the face.
SMACK!
The sound was sharp and crisp.
The young heir clutched his stinging cheek but didn’t dare speak.
SMACK!
Another slap landed on his other cheek.
Still, he stayed silent.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Blow after blow rained down until his face was swollen and bruised.
He was seething inside.
Even an idiot knew who not to mess with.
If Su Hua hadn’t hidden her identity, he would’ve never dared approach her!
And no one had told him the CEO of Su Corporation looked like some seductive enchantress!
Besides, he hadn’t even succeeded—just spouted some nonsense. He hadn’t laid a finger on her!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Xia Feng kept striking his son while stealing glances at Su Hua’s expression.
Seeing no softening in her demeanor, his heart sank further.
It seemed he’d have to resort to more drastic measures to appease her.
"Stop! If you keep hitting him, he’ll be ruined! Look at his face—it’s already swollen!" The noblewoman grabbed Xia Feng’s arm, pleading.
SMACK!
Xia Feng slapped her too.
"Spare the rod, spoil the child! If you hadn’t indulged him, he wouldn’t be this debauched—let alone dare to insult CEO Su!"
"Me? Xia Feng, don’t forget—he’s your son too! If he’s rotten, it’s your fault as well!" she shrieked.
Besides, she didn’t think her son had done anything wrong. The women he played with always got paid—they practically threw themselves at him!
This time, he’d just picked the wrong target: Su Hua.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!" Xia Feng’s face turned livid.
The onlookers watched the spectacle with folded arms.
"What a show! The Xia family, riding on their status, let their son run wild. Never thought they’d kick an iron plate, huh?"
"If they don’t give Su Hua a satisfactory resolution, the Xia family is finished."
"A ‘satisfactory resolution’? Xia Jian harassed Su Hua—does Xia Feng have to cripple his own son? He’d never dare. Xia Jian’s his only heir!"
Jiang Qing noticed the young heir clutching his lower abdomen and asked a guest, "What exactly happened?"
"Secretary Jiang, here’s what went down," the guest explained. "Xia Jian thought Su Hua was pretty and tried to harass her. He even told her to follow him. When he tried to touch her, Lin Xuan showed up and played the hero."
"What did Lin Xuan do?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.
"He twisted his wrist, kicked him down there, then stomped on his chest." The guest shook his head. "That middle kick—ouch. Who knows if Xia Jian’s still functional."
Jiang Qing: "…"
Young Master Lin and CEO Su really were a match made in heaven—even their hobbies aligned.
Both loved targeting that area.
She vividly remembered Su Hua ordering someone to feed Lin Li a sterilizing potion, and that time a drunk Su Hua stabbed a harasser there with a knife.
Jiang Qing sighed.
Men who crossed Su Hua had it rough.
Not only did they get beaten, but they risked becoming eunuchs—and their family businesses might collapse too.
"CEO Su."
Xia Feng turned back to Su Hua, desperation in his eyes.
"President Su, we sincerely apologize for this matter. Please tell us how you wish to punish us."
"Chairman Xia, what do you think?" Su Hua asked with a raised brow.
Xia Feng clenched his fists.
Gritting his teeth, he leaned close to the young heir's ear.
"Son, I'm sorry. I can't let you drag the entire Xia family down with you. Today, we must give President Su a proper resolution."
A terrible sense of foreboding rose in the young heir's heart.
"Dad... what are you planning to do?" he asked, his voice trembling.
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.”
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?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?"
