"Wuwuwu, you jerk, wuwuwu..."
Dongfang Zhixia struggled to lift her swollen foot to kick Ye Cheng, but the pain made her abandon the idea. She wiped away her tears.
Just as she was about to curse Ye Cheng to vent her anger, she saw him holding her foot and staring intently, as if he wanted to...
Dongfang Zhixia's pupils shrank, her expression turning panicked.
"You jerk, what are you doing?!"
"I'll kill you, wuwuwu..."
Realizing she might be assaulted, Dongfang Zhixia became frantic. Though one foot was immobilized, she used the other to kick wildly at Ye Cheng, who seemed intent on "harassing" her.
"Miss, what are you doing? I just wanted to suck the venom out. Is that really such a wicked thing?"
Ye Cheng spoke helplessly.
It wasn’t that he wanted to take advantage of the situation.
But the snake was vicious—triangular head, sharp fangs, clearly packed with venom!
He just wondered if the snake worked out in its free time.
With such potent venom, if anything happened to the young lady in front of him, things would get ugly. He’d end up minced meat.
Helping Dongfang Zhixia was essentially helping himself.
Hearing Ye Cheng’s intention to suck the venom from her foot, Dongfang Zhixia grew even more agitated.
"No! I don’t want you touching me! Let go, you jerk!"
"Why won’t you listen? The snake’s venomous. Sucking it out now will help. If the poison spreads, you won’t be far from death."
"Let go, you jerk! I’d rather die than let you help me!" Dongfang Zhixia’s tone was resolute.
Ye Cheng: "..."
There was a saying, wasn’t there?
"Abandon the savior complex, respect others’ fate."
Since she’d made her stance clear, what else could Ye Cheng do?
Respect it was.
"Fine then, President, hang in there. I’m going back to sleep."
With that, Ye Cheng turned and walked away without looking back.
Now it was Dongfang Zhixia’s turn to be stunned.
Why… why did something feel off?
She looked down at her foot. The bite on her ankle had swollen even more than before, and black blood oozed steadily from the two puncture wounds.
Suddenly, Dongfang Zhixia realized the truth in Ye Cheng’s words.
He had genuinely been thinking of her well-being, not just trying to take liberties.
Only after Ye Cheng left did it hit her—she’d been an idiot.
After all, she was human.
Humans have emotions, even someone as seemingly flawless as Dongfang Zhixia in the eyes of many.
She was human too. She could feel fear when bitten by a snake. Though her mental fortitude surpassed her peers, it still had limits.
Add Ye Cheng’s "critical hit," and she’d completely lost her composure.
Her emotions spiraled, and she refused to let him touch her again.
In Dongfang Zhixia’s mind, Ye Cheng should’ve insisted a little more—maybe even forced the issue.
That would’ve given her an excuse to reluctantly agree.
But instead…
He just left?
Ye Cheng’s departure left Dongfang Zhixia dumbfounded. The area was remote—what if another snake came and bit her again?
By the time her useless secretary found her, she might already be a corpse.
Watching Ye Cheng’s retreating figure, panic set in. She tried to stand but collapsed immediately.
What terrified her most was that the pain had dulled.
Her body was growing numb—just as Ye Cheng had warned, the venom was spreading!
"Jerk, wuwuwu… come back!"
Whether from pain or something else, tears streamed uncontrollably down Dongfang Zhixia’s face.
Mingled with dirt, her disheveled state couldn’t mask her beauty, instead lending her a tragic, pitiable charm.
Ahead.
Ye Cheng, nearly out of sight, stopped.
[Host, perform a good deed today—save the Dongfang family’s young lady from the venomous snake bite!]
[Reward: Swift as the Wind!]
[Failure: Be chopped into mincemeat by the enraged Dongfang family!]
Ye Cheng: "???"
Holy crap, they’re serious!
If he didn’t go back to deal with that arrogant young lady, she might really die—and he’d be joining her in the afterlife.
Ye Cheng took a sharp breath and sprinted back.
There, he found the once-defiant, stubborn president now looking pitiful.
Dirt streaked her tear-stained face, her expression no longer haughty but pleading and vulnerable.
Seeing Ye Cheng return, Dongfang Zhixia bit her lip, fighting back tears, clinging to her last shred of pride.
As if by refusing to show weakness now, the one who’d cried and begged for him to stay wasn’t her.
Ye Cheng: "..."
Typical spoiled young lady antics.
Time for a lesson.
Glancing around and finding nothing useful, Ye Cheng tore off what remained of his already tattered shirt, ripping it into strips.
"Lift your foot."
He could’ve just grabbed her leg to bind it, but that wouldn’t teach the arrogant miss a lesson.
In short: Do it yourself.
Dongfang Zhixia hesitated, then, under Ye Cheng’s gaze, reluctantly lifted her injured leg.
Ye Cheng wrapped the cloth tightly around her calf.
Though some time had passed, there might still be hope.
Soon.
With the bandage secured, Ye Cheng assessed the president’s condition and sighed inwardly. How had it turned into a pig’s hoof?
"W-what are you looking at…"
Noticing Ye Cheng’s stare, Dongfang Zhixia grew flustered, her foot twitching slightly in his grip.
Nervous sweat dampened her palms.
This was her first time in such close contact with a male peer—even if the circumstances were odd, and the person stranger.
Yet she couldn’t stop her mind from wandering.
It felt ticklish… and weird…
"President, are you ready?" Ye Cheng blinked, watching the fidgeting Dongfang Zhixia.
Her face flushed, eyes darting away. "Jerk, y-you decide. No need to ask me."
"Mainly because I’m afraid you’ll sue me," Ye Cheng said earnestly.
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
Dongfang Zhixia's face stiffened, and she now had the urge to kick Ye Cheng to death. At a time like this, he was still worrying about such things—what a jerk...
Dongfang Zhixia was left speechless as Ye Cheng quickly began the "minor procedure."
Ye Cheng pulled out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, rinsed his mouth, spat it out, and continued.
This was to prevent the venomous blood from poisoning him.
The entire process made Ye Cheng appear remarkably professional, and Dongfang Zhixia couldn’t help but recall the details she’d seen in Ye Cheng’s profile.
"Unconventional thinking, skilled in a bizarre range of things, and involved in a medical dispute with a stray dog named Da Huang..."
A medical dispute?
So, in Ye Cheng’s eyes, was she now taking Da Huang’s place?
Dongfang Zhixia’s expression grew increasingly strange, her gaze more and more complicated. But this complexity didn’t last long—the peculiar sensation in her foot made her mind grow hazier by the second.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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."
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?"
