Lin Chang's hands trembled as he opened Weibo. The top trending topic read: "King's Grand Reversal." The comments beneath it were completely different from the previous wave of support for Starlight Group.
-- Damn it! Starlight Group stole someone else's game and then had the audacity to accuse Skyveil Group of plagiarism? Disgusting! I’ve never seen such a vile company!
-- Give us an explanation! If you have proof that you developed the game, then show it! @Starlight Group
-- Don’t even bother. They can’t produce any evidence because they straight-up copied Skyveil Group’s game! No wonder their game crashed—they couldn’t even plagiarize properly.
-- &#@…%$! My face hurts from being slapped again. Next time, I’m definitely siding with Skyveil Group!
-- Quick, quick! Go download Skyveil’s King’s Pesticide! It’s way more polished and runs smoother than King’s Heroes!
Lin Chang read the comments and immediately checked the download numbers for King’s Pesticide. The figures were skyrocketing—already hitting ten million.
Just then, Lin Xuan, ever the provocateur, called again. "Chairman Lin, I assume you’re aware of what’s happening to your company? And you’ve seen how public opinion has shifted, haven’t you?" Lin Xuan’s tone was mocking.
Lin Chang gritted his teeth. "Lin Xuan, don’t get too cocky. Your victory is only temporary."
"Chairman Lin," Lin Xuan chuckled, "you’re joking, right? Even at its peak, your company couldn’t compete with Skyveil Group. Now that all you have left are some real estate and hotel assets—with everything else crushed under my heel—what exactly can you compare to me?"
Lin Chang’s grip on the phone tightened, his chest heaving with rage.
This bastard Lin Xuan deserves to die!
He wanted to retort, but there was nothing to say. Back when Skyveil Group was just a fledgling company, he had tried to suppress them at every turn—only to fail repeatedly.
Now, Skyveil Group dominated the industry in film, short videos, and literature. Their gaming division was next in line to become the industry leader.
What could he possibly use to fight Lin Xuan now?
Lin Xuan laughed lightly. "Lin Chang, do you know why I’ve let your company linger like a dying dog instead of just hacking your game outright, despite having top-tier hacking skills?"
Lin Chang sneered inwardly.
How stupid can Lin Xuan be? He’s actually admitting to hacking us over the phone.
Unbeknownst to Lin Xuan, Lin Chang had already hit record before answering. This call would be irrefutable evidence of Lin Xuan’s cyberattacks.
With a dark expression, Lin Chang said, "I know. You’ve been toying with us like monkeys!"
The thought of being played like a puppet made his blood boil.
"Exactly," Lin Xuan agreed. "Where’s the fun in killing the prey too quickly? Don’t you think so, Dad?"
"Lin Xuan!" Lin Chang roared. "Aren’t you afraid you’ll play yourself to death?"
Lin Xuan chuckled. "No need for your concern, Chairman Lin. Everything’s going smoothly for me. Your company’s core industries are collapsing, while mine thrives."
Lin Chang’s fingers dug into the phone.
This ungrateful wretch!
No wonder the fortune-teller had called him a cursed star—a disaster for the Lin family from birth.
He should’ve strangled Lin Xuan in his crib.
"Of course, besides amusing myself, I had another goal," Lin Xuan continued, a smirk in his voice. "I needed Starlight Group as a stepping stone."
"Back then, I used your films and dramas as benchmarks to highlight Skyveil’s superior quality. That drew more viewers to our content, and we even poached some of your overlooked talent."
"And this time, with the game? I should thank you for spending so much effort and money to promote King’s Pesticide for us. Saved my company a fortune. Oh, and my TigerBuzz platform made a killing on ad revenue too."
Lin Xuan’s lips curled.
Having others foot the bill for your success?
Delicious.
Lin Chang’s grip on the phone turned white-knuckled as Lin Xuan carried on cheerfully.
"Truth is, we finished our game long ago. My first hack into your systems was just to track your progress. The moment you launched your beta test, I forced you into full-scale promotion."
"Chairman Lin, this call is my way of thanking you. Your contributions to Skyveil’s growth have been invaluable."
As Lin Chang replayed every past clash with Skyveil Group, the realization hit him—
Lin Xuan had been using Starlight Group as a ladder this whole time!
Lin Xuan checked the time.
Ten minutes already? What a waste.
"Chairman Lin," he said with a faint smile, "enjoy what little happiness you have left."
Soon, the Lin family would be destitute. He wondered if they’d still be so harmonious then.
"Oh, and one more thing—that call recording you saved? Gone. Your hopes of taking this to the police? Crushed."
With that, Lin Xuan hung up, laughing.
What?!
Lin Chang’s eyes bulged. He frantically checked his phone—the recording had vanished.
His chest heaved violently.
Then—
CRACK!
He slammed the phone to the ground, shattering it to pieces.
"LIN XUAN!" Lin Chang’s voice was raw, his eyes bloodshot. "I should’ve killed you when I had the chance!"
How dare this bastard turn against his own father?!
Lin Chang staggered back to the Lin residence, his face ashen, moving like a ghost.
"Chairman! We couldn’t reach you!" The gaming division head rushed over. "PR tried bribing Weibo and other platforms to pull the hashtag, but they refused. We flooded the comments with paid shills—nothing worked."

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

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?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!