Qin Xuan was about to ask more.
Mo RuShuang had already turned around and went upstairs.
After waiting until late into the night, Qin Xuan waited for Gu Simin to return. He hurriedly said, "Senior martial sister, junior martial sister was very abnormal tonight."
Gu Simin kicked off her high heels. While putting down her handbag, she lazily said, "Women are all like this. She's about to meet her biological parents whom she's no different from strangers. Feeling sentimental is normal. Little martial brother, you know nothing about women."
"Really?" Qin Xuan frowned.
Gu Simin walked over and pinched Qin Xuan's cheeks with both hands. "Why are you so suspicious? If you don't feel assured, go with her tomorrow."
"Oh, I see." Qin Xuan nodded, feeling a little more at ease. He thought junior martial sister was just affected by her sensibility.
But he didn't notice.
The moment Gu Simin turned around and went upstairs, the charming smile on her face instantly disappeared without a trace.
...
Three days later, a new month arrived.
The students of Yun Cheng University welcomed a small long vacation.
Counting weekends, there were a total of seven days.
It just happened to coincide with the grand occasion in Jin City over there.
That night.
Qin Xuan accepted Qian Chenghu's banquet invitation, Chu Zhenxiong and Qi Yonggui were also present.
They planned to set off for Jin City tomorrow.
When the atmosphere of the dinner party was high, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.
"Miss, you can't go in without permission."
"Get lost!"
They could hear someone fighting outside the private room.
Qian Chenghu's face darkened, just as he was about to go out and see, the door of the private room was opened.
The newcomer was a young girl.
Wearing a black super short skirt, dark eye shadow, noble yet exceptionally cold and glamorous!
"Are you looking for death? Don't think I dare do anything just because you're pretty!" Qian Chenghu scolded loudly.
The girl was still fierce just now outside, but at this moment, she stared at Qin Xuan and burst into tears, "Uncle martial brother, this man is so fierce. Beat him to death for me!!"
It turned out to be Xiang TianGe!
No one knew where this girl had disappeared to these past few days. Now she inexplicably popped up again.
Looking aggrieved with tears in her eyes, as if she had suffered a huge injustice.
What a drama queen.
"Mr. Qin, she is..." Qian Chenghu was dumbfounded.
Qin Xuan frowned and said gloomily, "What are you making trouble for? You've been nothing but troublesome since we first met. You seemed so demure at the beginning, turns out it was just pretense."
"Uncle martial brother!"
Xiang TianGe pouted and said aggrievedly, "I came to find you because I have something to say about martial aunt. You don't even want to listen. Fine, I'll leave!"
After she finished speaking, Xiang TianGe turned and ran away.
Qin Xuan was at a complete loss.
Although he knew she was making trouble, he had no choice but to take the bait and hurriedly chased after her.
At the entrance of the hotel.
Seeing Qin Xuan chase out, Xiang TianGe smiled triumphantly for a moment, then naturally put her arm around Qin Xuan's.
Given their height difference, she looked like a little bird relying on him.
Xiang TianGe coquettishly said, "You were so bad just now. You hurt me. But I'll be obedient. I'll take mifepristone later."
Just then someone happened to walk by.
The look in that person's eyes was as if they wanted to kill Qin Xuan.
"Are you taking revenge on me for last time?"
Qin Xuan was so angry he felt dizzy. "How childish!"
Xiang TianGe rolled her eyes and made a face at him, "If you don't apologize to me, I'll keep messing with you. La la la."
Damn it.
This pretty face, but that mouth!
As her senior, Qin Xuan naturally could not apologize. "Didn't you say you want to talk to me about third martial sister? Hurry up and talk."
"What's the rush? I promise I won't lie to you tonight. I'll tell you everything once we hang out for a bit. I can't keep my mouth shut." Xiang TianGe chattered.
"Also, my family is in Jin City. I heard you're going there to join in the fun. Let's go together tomorrow. We can be inseparable these few days."
Qin Xuan was slightly surprised.
No wonder many people said she had a mysterious background. Turns out she wasn't a local of Yun Cheng at all.
"You better not have lied to me, or you'll regret it." Qin Xuan said indifferently.
"Mm-hmm!" Xiang TianGe nodded.
So Qin Xuan was dragged around for a night.
By midnight, his legs were almost worn out. Finally, he accompanied Xiang TianGe to a studio apartment.
Xiang TianGe took off her shoes and her small feet with black nail polish went into a pair of little white bunny slippers. She then lay on the sofa in a very unglamorous manner.
When Qin Xuan came over and sat down, Xiang TianGe put her feet on his shoulders. "Ah, I'm so tired. Uncle martial brother, massage my feet please. Don't worry, they don't stink."
"They're not stinky, but sour."
Qin Xuan heavily slapped her feet away and said gloomily, "After you messed with me all night, hurry up and say something I want to hear, or I'll throw you out."
"Please, please uncle martial brother, just massage them for me. This is the last request, I'll definitely tell you everything afterwards. I swear!" Xiang TianGe blinked her big eyes, giving him an electric look.
"Sooner or later I'll strangle you to death!!"
Qin Xuan gritted his teeth and very reluctantly put her legs on his lap. Then he squeezed them perfunctorily a few times.
"Uncle martial brother, you're pretty good at this. You must have given my martial uncles a lot of massages before."
Xiang TianGe had her hands pillowed behind her head and sighed, "I just can't figure it out. I heard you're very close with Xia Wanying at school and you're so gentle with her. I'm even more popular than her. Why do you treat me so badly?"
"Are you done?!"
Qin Xuan immediately bristled and jabbed her soles with his fingers. "Still seeing me as your little martial uncle? You're too outrageous!"
"Ah ah ah ah!"
"Wu wu wu wu!"
"He he he he!"
Xiang TianGe screamed, then cried and laughed at the same time, just like last time. She tried to attack Qin Xuan with her other foot.
"Even after practicing another hundred years you still won't be my match. What are you thinking?"
Qin Xuan casually blocked her other foot, instantly draining it of strength. "I see it now. You're deliberately messing with me. You had nothing to tell me tonight!"
"No no, I do, let me go!" Xiang TianGe shouted in panic.
"I don't believe you!"
Qin Xuan increased the force of his fingers, making Xiang TianGe scream even louder.
Seeing that she was about to reach her limit, Qin Xuan finally let go. "Learned your lesson or not? Dare to try this again?"
"You bastard, I hate you, hate you to death! How could you... ah ah ah!"
Before Xiang TianGe could finish her vicious words, her whole body was flipped over in midair and she lay face down on the sofa.
Qin Xuan casually grabbed a fly swatter from the coffee table.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
Xiang TianGe's bottom quivered. She finally realized she was wrong. "I'm wrong, uncle martial brother. I swear I'll never mess with you again. This is the last time, believe me!"
"If you dare trick me again next time, what then?" Qin Xuan questioned.
"There won't be a next time! You hit so hard. With my delicate skin, you can torment me a few more times!" Xiang TianGe cried out.
"That's more like it."
Qin Xuan stopped at this.
But in a flash, he felt the back of his neck tapped by someone. A heavy sensation came over him...
Before fainting, Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with disbelief.
He was about to successfully breakthrough to become a top-level grandmaster.
Yet someone was actually able to appear silently behind him and knock him out with one hit!!

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?"

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.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

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?"