Lin Xuan closed his notebook, planning to find Jiang Yutong after his basketball game.
The basketball court was surrounded by girls, with only a few boys scattered among them.
"What's going on? Why are there so many girls here, and why do they all look so excited?" A male student from Yundu University muttered in confusion.
His friend from Shangqing University grinned. "You don’t know? They all heard Lin Xuan was coming to play and rushed here to cheer him on."
"Lin Xuan? Isn’t he your school’s heartthrob?" the Yundu student asked.
"How’d you guess?" his friend replied, amused.
"Did I even need to? Just look at these fangirls—it’s obvious some campus celebrity is here."
The Yundu student scoffed dismissively. "These girls only have eyes for pretty boys. Typical fangirls."
"Wang Yao, I don’t like that tone. Sure, Lin Xuan’s good-looking, but he’s way more than just a pretty face. The guy’s a legend." The Shangqing student spoke with pride, as if Lin Xuan’s achievements were his own.
The Yundu student rolled his eyes.
How impressive could he really be?
"Tell me, have you heard of Tianmu Group?" the Shangqing student asked.
The Yundu student nodded. "Yeah, it’s that company that exploded onto the scene a year ago. Their CEO must be some kind of genius."
"Well, that CEO is Lin Xuan," the Shangqing student declared, his voice brimming with pride.
The Yundu student’s eyes widened.
Tianmu Group… belongs to Lin Xuan?
"And what about the National University Computer Team Competition? Did you catch that?" the Shangqing student pressed.
"Didn’t watch it, but I heard about it. Some student from your school solved the Oli Challenge in minutes and walked away with a billion-yuan prize from Boss Su of Su Corporation and Master Oli himself."
The Yundu student sighed. "They say knowledge is wealth—I never believed it until I heard about that guy. Who was it?"
The Shangqing student smirked. "Take a wild guess."
The Yundu student frowned.
That smug look… Could it be…?
His gaze snapped toward Lin Xuan.
No way. Was Lin Xuan really the one who cracked the Oli Challenge?
The possibility hit him like a truck.
Swallowing hard, he asked, "Are you seriously telling me Lin Xuan led the team that won the championship?"
The Shangqing student raised an eyebrow. "Yep. Go look it up if you don’t believe me."
Still skeptical, the Yundu student pulled out his phone and searched.
Holy—
It really was Lin Xuan! The guy was unreal.
Lin Li usually aced exams by a landslide, but Lin Xuan? He was on a whole other level.
"See? Told you," the Shangqing student gloated.
"Yeah…" The Yundu student nodded numbly. "Lin Xuan’s practically superhuman."
The Shangqing student chuckled. "There’s nothing he can’t do. Just wait till you see him play."
Lin Xuan finished warming up and stepped onto the court.
"Ahhh—!"
"Lin Xuan!"
"Lin Xuan!"
"Go, Lin Xuan!"
The stands erupted in deafening cheers.
Strangely, though, not a single girl dared to confess to him—they just screamed their support.
The Yundu student was baffled.
What the hell? Shouldn’t these fangirls be secretly crushing on him? Why wasn’t anyone making a move?
This didn’t make sense.
The game began.
Lin Xuan dribbled past a swarm of defenders, slipped through Yundu University’s defense, leaped—and slammed the ball through the hoop with a thunderous dunk.
"AHHH—!"
The crowd roared like a tidal wave.
The Yundu student’s jaw dropped.
"That’s insane!"
"This isn’t right. A guy that smart should be a bookworm. How is he this good at basketball?" he muttered, his face a mix of awe and disbelief.
The Shangqing student grinned. "Convinced now?"
The Yundu student nodded reluctantly.
No matter how much he wanted to deny it, Lin Xuan was the real deal.
"Nice one, Xuan!" Wang Dahe shouted, then shot a taunting look at the Yundu players.
"Keep gloating. Now that Shangqing’s MVP is here, what chance do you even have?"
The Yundu team seethed silently.
Lin Xuan was just too good.
They didn’t dare talk back.
If only he went to their school instead…
The game continued.
Dunk after dunk, three-pointer after three-pointer—if Lin Xuan took the shot, it went in.
The girls’ screams grew even wilder.
The Yundu student had lost all fight.
At halftime, Lin Xuan went to grab water. Suddenly, a shy girl approached, holding out a bottle.
"Lin… you must be thirsty. Here, this’ll help." Her voice was barely above a whisper, her cheeks flushed.
A memory flashed in Lin Xuan’s mind—the first time Hua had come to watch him play at Shangqing.
Back then, he’d casually accepted water from a girl on the team’s support staff. Hua had been furious. Later, she’d dragged him to their villa and… well, let’s just say his kidneys still remembered the punishment.
Thinking of that, Lin Xuan shook his head. "No thanks. I’ve got my own."
No way in hell.
Hua’s punishments were no joke. If she found out he took water from another girl, his kidneys wouldn’t survive the fallout.
He grabbed his own bottle and chugged it down.
The girl stood frozen, her spirit crushed.
Her friend returned from the restroom and saw her devastated expression.
"Little Jing, what’s wrong?" she asked urgently.
"Lin Xuan… he rejected me. He didn’t even take the water. He must’ve ignored me on purpose."
"Little Jing!" Her friend gasped. "You tried to give Lin Xuan water? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
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.”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?"
