"Bang!"
"Ah!"
"Bang bang!!"
"Ah!!!"
"Bang—"
"Ah... boohoo..."
Shen Qinghan held a hammer in her hand. With every strike, Du Wanyi would let out a miserable shriek. After a few blows, Du Wanyi wanted to scream again, but her mouth was quickly covered by Shen Ming, who noticed things were going south.
"At a time like this, don't make Hanhan any angrier. Just bear with it and it will pass..." Shen Ming covered Du Wanyi's mouth, advising her helplessly. With a face full of agony, Du Wanyi bit hard onto Shen Ming's hand.
"You heartless man, boohoo... I'm going to divorce you! You don't even care about me, boohoo, I'm going to dump you!!!" Du Wanyi's eyes were red, looking exactly like a woman wronged by a heartless lover.
Shen Ming: "..."
Shen Qinghan cast a cold glance at a certain evil old lady, snorted coldly, and continued swinging the hammer in her hand. Bang!
"Ah—" Du Wanyi shrieked.
Shen Ming: "..."
Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes and walked toward Du Wanyi with the hammer. Shen Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stood up to block the two of them.
"Hanhan, don't hold it against your mother. You know she's always been like this, it's not your first day knowing her..."
"Boohoo, it's gone, everything is gone. You might as well just hammer me to death, boohoo..." Du Wanyi cried loudly, squatting pitifully on the ground, looking at her phone, which had been reduced to powder not far away, completely heartbroken.
My precious phone, boohoo...
Du Wanyi finally experienced the pain Ye Cheng had felt before, a pain worse than a dead horse. The difference was, Ye Cheng didn't have a horse, but Du Wanyi did... What a filial daughter indeed.
That's right, all those hammer strikes from the eldest miss just now weren't landing on Du Wanyi's body, but on the phone confiscated from her.
Rewinding to a few minutes ago, the eldest miss broke through the door with a key. Beside her was a rather silent short-haired woman, who seemingly didn't expect to witness such an exciting event first thing in the morning...
By the looks of it, their family head must have done something out of line again to be chased down by their young miss. But... what on earth was it?
The short-haired woman couldn't figure out what could possibly make their young miss resort to chasing their family head with a knife, looking entirely ready to silence her for good.
The short-haired woman wanted to sneak away and pretend she hadn't seen anything. In a way, that would be helping their family head. Unfortunately...
"Come here and help me get the spare key." The eldest miss's incredibly calm voice came from behind, causing the short-haired woman's face to freeze.
And then... things escalated into the current situation. The eldest miss smoothly opened the door with the spare key. With a click, the heart of Mrs. Du, who had been on edge inside the room, finally died.
"Boohoo, it wasn't me, I didn't do it, Doudou did it..."
Looking pitiful, Du Wanyi hid behind Shen Ming. She was surprisingly strong; even if Shen Ming wanted to dodge, he couldn't, forced to act as a meat shield.
Shen Ming: "..."
Eventually, after getting a brief understanding of the whole story, Shen Ming made a fair ruling and passed judgment on his troublemaking wife, demanding she hand over the evidence of her crime.
He demanded that everything she had just recorded be completely deleted, wiped clean, and that would be the end of it. However...
"What password? I don't know... I forgot." Du Wanyi held her hands behind her back, looking like a stubborn elementary schooler. Her guilty conscience was written all over her face. Without the password, the phone couldn't be unlocked.
But this was no difficult task for the smart eldest miss. What couldn't be solved on a technical level could be solved just as effectively on a physical level.
And then...
Bang, bang bang!!!
One strike after another, the eldest miss swung the iron hammer in her hand, smashing...
"Ah! Stop it, you demon, boohoo..." Du Wanyi looked as if she didn't want to live anymore, bitterly condemning the eldest miss's demonic behavior. Unfortunately... it was useless.
Bang bang bang...
Inside the room, the only sound to be heard was the eldest miss relentlessly swinging the hammer. From the initial glitched screen, to green lines, to a complete blackout, and finally to powder, it took less than five minutes.
After five minutes, the phone was completely obliterated, its internal memory card and hard drive smashed to smithereens. It was the kind of damage that even Ye Cheng's super assembly skills couldn't salvage.
It was like bringing over a single screw and asking, Boss, can you fix this lithography machine?
Fix my foot!
Bang!
With the final strike of the hammer, the eldest miss let out a breath, tossed the hammer aside, and calmly said, "I'm going to school."
"You demon, boohoo, I don't want to live anymore, I boohoo..." Du Wanyi sobbed uncontrollably.
Shen Ming: "..."
"Uh, okay, Hanhan, be safe on the road. Call home if anything happens."
"Mm."
The father and daughter triggered their dialogue like NPCs. After speaking, the eldest miss turned and left directly, as if nothing had happened. Inside the room, only Du Wanyi's soft sobbing could be heard.
Tap, tap, tap... The footsteps faded away, eventually disappearing into the large mansion. Soon, the sound of a car starting came from outside. The short-haired woman was driving Shen Qinghan to school.
"It's okay, Wanyi, I'll buy you a new one. You know what Hanhan's personality is like, you really went a bit overboard this time." Shen Ming sighed, gently patting his unreliable wife who was sobbing softly in his arms.
"Boohoo... hehe, hahaha!!!" As if she had gone mad, Du Wanyi suddenly started laughing out loud.
Shen Ming: "???"
Before Shen Ming could figure out what was going on, Du Wanyi's expression changed instantly. She scrambled up from the ground, didn't even wipe the tears and snot off her face, put her hands on her hips, stood on a small table, and started laughing uproariously, utterly thrilled.
"Hahaha, little Hanhan, you're still too green to fight with me, hahaha!!!"
She had already uploaded all the stuff on her phone to the cloud. Even if the phone was smashed, it didn't matter, hahaha!!!
Shen Ming: "???"
"Buzz buzz."
"Master, the young miss isn't going to school, she's heading to the database. I couldn't stop the young miss, I had no choice, I am guilty..."
Shen Ming's phone vibrated with a message from the short-haired woman. It turned out that when the eldest miss left just now, she didn't go to school at all, but rather to the offline database where the Du and Shen families stored their data.
Shen Ming: "..."
Looking at his wife in front of him, still standing with her hands on her hips, looking incredibly smug, and then looking at the message from the short-haired woman on his phone, Shen Ming fell deeper into silence.
As virtue rises one foot, vice rises ten. Their household was no longer a place for a mortal like him; one wrong move and he would be caught in the crossfire.
Poor Brother Doudou. He inexplicably got elbowed last night, slept right through till dawn, and woke up only to be told that he was already done for, and that someone wanted to stab him. And the one wanting to stab him was actually his own biological daughter?
The experiences of this short half-day made Shen Ming feel like he had eaten poisonous mushrooms. He was delirious, his Sanity points dropping drastically.
"Eh? Doudou, why aren't you asking me why I'm laughing today?" Mrs. Du, who had been acting all high and mighty for ages, finally noticed Doudou's off-color expression.
Logically, their Doudou should have come over by now to ask why she was laughing. Then, she could recount her peak battle of wits and thoroughly shock their Doudou.
This was one of life's great joys. Yet, after striking a pose and laughing for so long, their Doudou still hadn't come over to ask?
Didn't that mean she had laughed for nothing?
Hurry up and ask!
Du Wanyi was getting anxious. A GIF of a puppy stamping its feet incessantly would be highly appropriate right about now.
In silence, Shen Ming handed his phone to Du Wanyi.
"Eh? What's this? Why are you giving me your phone? I want to use a new model, I don't want a hand-me-down from an old geezer like you!" Du Wanyi said seriously, looking utterly disgusted.
Shen Ming: "..."
"Is it possible, Wanyi, that I meant for you to look at what's on the screen? Not that I'm giving you my phone?" Shen Ming said, sounding a bit uncertain.
Du Wanyi froze for a moment. "What's on your phone? What's so interesting about it? Let's get one thing straight, if you're making me look at work documents or something, I'll literally die right in front of you, I... hmm?"
Du Wanyi glanced at Shen Ming's phone, and then... a giant question mark practically materialized above her head.
A few seconds later.
"Ahhhh!!!!"
Du Wanyi let out a sharp, ear-piercing shriek.
Shen Ming: "..."
Meanwhile.
On the other side of Dahai City, the black luxury car carrying the Eldest Miss came to a halt.
This was... the location of the Shen family's database.
Click.
The car door opened, and Shen Qinghan stepped out. Her premium black leather shoes touched the ground first. With a calm expression, she walked toward the underground vault in front of her.
Not long after Shen Qinghan left, a massive and incredibly conspicuous convoy of black cars bearing the Xia family emblem passed by the black car where the short-haired woman was.
Today was... the day Xia Tongxin reported to school.
...

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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."

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.”

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?"