"Beep..."
On the heart rate monitor, there was a steady "peak," beating rhythmically. Under Shen Qinghan's gaze, the peak fell and rose again, maintaining a stable trend.
There was no abnormality whatsoever.
Was it an illusion?
Shen Qinghan furrowed her brows, muttering in her heart. Did she just feel like a certain guy had woken up?
But as a result...
Shen Qinghan's eyes returned to their usual calmness. She turned her head and continued looking at the medical record she had just taken from the head maid. Rustle, rustle... the only sound that could be heard in the room was the flipping of pages.
It was so quiet that it was somewhat terrifying.
Head maid: "..."
The head maid was already scared silly. If the heart rate monitor currently on Ye Cheng were attached to her instead, one would discover that the head maid was the legendary "supreme," a peak that could only be looked up to and never climbed.
What on earth was going on with these two!
How did they do it!
Whether it was Ye Cheng instantly entering a "playing dead" state and controlling the ups and downs of his heart rate so as not to reveal any clues, or Shen Qinghan suddenly turning her head without any warning, neither was something the head maid could comprehend.
It had completely exceeded the scope of her understanding. This was too ridiculous!
Earlier, when looking through the window, she had already been frightened once by the eldest miss's terrifying "Observation Haki." She didn't expect that what just happened wasn't a coincidence, and there was actually a second round?
The most outrageous part was that Ye Cheng actually passed the second round too!
The victory or defeat between masters was decided in a single instant.
Fortunately, the head maid also had a "big heart." Although she was startled by the eldest miss's sudden head turn, causing her heart to pound wildly, she didn't show any abnormality on her face. She remained calm, maintaining her "poker face."
"Tap, tap... tap, tap..."
Footsteps came from the doorway, echoing from both the left and right sides simultaneously. Two different groups of people!
Ye Cheng's ears heard it clearly. The bouncing and skipping footsteps should belong to the Pink-Haired Little Cockroach, while the other set was steady, hurried, and slightly ostentatious... the Student Council President.
Damn it, how did they end up coming together?
Heart: Boss, I can't hold on much longer.
Brain: What boss? Am I that close to you? Stop calling me boss; from now on, it is your boss.
Cerebellum: In other words, it is once again time for me, the slumbering Azure Beast within this body, to make my debut!
Ye Cheng: "..."
Ye Cheng's brain was about to stop thinking. Whatever he feared most was exactly what happened. He had truly encountered the worst-case scenario. Son of a bitch, who set me up!
If he had known this would happen, he might as well have just run away through the hospital's back door earlier.
Ye Cheng had just formulated several plans, and the most reliable ones were these two. One was to stay and face the two young ladies head-on. Of course, he would have to use the "playing the victim" strategy, which would test his acting skills quite a bit. But that didn't matter; he was familiar with that...
Overconfidence led Ye Cheng to choose the first option, but he didn't expect a certain Pink-Haired Little Cockroach to get involved too. Two of them were already scary enough, but now another one had come to cause trouble.
How was he supposed to survive this!
This brought him to his second plan: running away through the hospital's back door. It was just that the risk factor was relatively high. If he succeeded, it would be fine, but if he failed, he would suffer terribly.
After all, with so many people outside the hospital right now, who knew if there would be another large group blocking the back door?
Just imagine, a person who had just finished surgery and should be lying in the hospital... you turn your head, and guess what?
He got out of bed and ran away!
Wasn't that just "faking an illness"?
Even if Ye Cheng's body was just "relatively good" and his recovery ability was "a little bit better" than a normal person's, allowing him to get out of bed normally, he would still be labeled as faking an illness to garner sympathy. By then, having "tricked" so many tears and worries out of them, he wouldn't just be beaten into the shape of a little bear biscuit.
He would be beaten into a beef meatball!
NO!!!
No joke, Ye Cheng now wanted to jump out the window and scale the wall to escape. Escaping over the wall still offered a glimmer of hope, but staying here was practically waiting for death, wasn't it?
Damn it, System, come out quickly and think of a way!
Fuck, you haven't come out for so long, don't play dead...
No response. Ye Cheng didn't wait for the twisted black text to appear; he only waited for the sound of the two groups of footsteps in the corridor gradually approaching, and finally... stopping at the same time!
Ye Cheng: "..."
His suspended heart finally died.
"Who are you?" Xia Tongxin's supreme loli voice echoed in the corridor, full of doubt.
Xia Tongxin looked at the Dairy Cow Demon in front of her, who was more than half a body taller than her and very "evil." Her eyes widened into perfect circles, somewhat in disbelief.
This was too exaggerated, right? This was almost catching up to the evil Dairy Cow Demon in her family!
Xia Tongxin looked down at herself again. Hmm... she could see all the way down to her shoes at a single glance.
Xia Tongxin: "..."
If it were from this angle, the Dairy Cow Demon in front of her definitely wouldn't be able to see her own shoes... Damn it, woo woo woo... Why is this fair!
In front of her.
Although it was their first meeting, Dongfang Zhixia still felt the "malice" coming from the pink-haired little squirt in front of her. There was no helping it; Xia Tongxin couldn't hide things in her heart, and any little thought she had was written all over her face.
Dongfang Zhixia raised a slender eyebrow. "Do I have an obligation to tell you who I am? Little kid, heh."
Dongfang Zhixia crossed her arms over her chest, looking at the little squirt in front of her with a playful smile on her lips. She emphasized the words "little kid" particularly heavily, practically throwing an ultimate move right in her face.
Xia Tongxin: "???"
Visibly, Xia Tongxin's temperature rose. Puffed up with anger, her cheeks bulging high, she shook off the little maid's hand that had been holding hers and marched "menacingly" toward the Dairy Cow Demon who was more than half a body taller than her.
She threw a punch!
Smack!
"Hmm?" Confusion appeared in Dongfang Zhixia's eyes. What was the meaning of this little thing coming up to give her a massage?
Ora ora ora!!!
Xia Tongxin threw punches rapidly, frantically striking the demon in front of her. The little maid shuddered in fright, hurriedly put down the strawberry milk in her hand, ran over to hug her angry eldest miss, and pulled her away.
"Miss, Miss, don't do this, she will get angry..." the little maid persuaded earnestly, looking as if she had a very bitter life.
Xia Tongxin pouted. "Why should she be angry? She called me a little kid first. She was the one being impolite first!"
She spoke with righteous indignation.
Dongfang Zhixia understood now. This pink-haired little thing in front of her... was a retard.
Forget it, she was the bigger person and wouldn't get angry with a palm-sized child like this. After all, there was also an idiot in her own family. Perhaps seeing a partial shadow of her little secretary in Xia Tongxin, Dongfang Zhixia chose to forgive Xia Tongxin's "beating" behavior.
"Keep your young miss in check. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as I am. If you can't manage your people, there are plenty of people out there who will manage them for you."
Dongfang Zhixia seemed to think of something and added, "It's a good thing it's me. If you had run into that other self-righteous, cold-blooded killer, she would have slapped your face red, heh."
Ye Cheng: "..."
Head maid: "..."
The room was unusually quiet, and the constant sound of rustling inside stopped at this moment. Shen Qinghan's movements appeared slightly stiff.
The head maid first looked at the door, then at the murderous underworld heiress in front of her who could slap a face red without blinking an eye. Gulping, she swallowed her saliva... A dangerous element!
Especially since the head maid had just witnessed the scene where the eldest miss called over so many thugs with a single phone call, she completely believed what Dongfang Zhixia had just said outside. She killed without batting an eye!
She would have to keep their young miss away from her in the future. It was too terrifying.
Shen Qinghan silently put down the medical record in her hand, stood up, and with a tap-tap-tap, walked to the door. Then... she locked the door from the inside.
Head Maid: ???
Ye Cheng: ...
As expected of you, Eldest Miss!
Ye Cheng couldn't help but want to jump up and do two backflips to celebrate the incredibly witty Eldest Miss. It was originally quite dangerous, but the Eldest Miss's move of drawing a circle to serve as a prison instantly made it safe, completely isolating the student council president and the Pink-Haired Little Cockroach outside.
Genius!
The head maid, on the other hand, had a face full of disbelief. She originally thought that a guy like Ye Cheng, who didn't act like a human, was ridiculous enough, but she didn't expect there to be another one here. No wonder these two could get along.
In the head maid's eyes, whether it was Ye Cheng or Shen Qinghan, there was something wrong with both of their brains.
Shouldn't a normal person get angry, open the door, and question them after hearing those words just now? Why did it turn into calmly locking the door when it came to Shen Qinghan? It was... just ridiculous.
The head maid felt that she was a bit out of place in the room now. She was far too normal.
After doing what she needed to do, Shen Qinghan calmly walked back to Ye Cheng's hospital bed and continued to look through the medical record in her hand.
Outside the door.
After teasing the little pink-haired plaything in front of her, Dongfang Zhixia was in a much better mood. She was ready to go in, placed her hand on the door handle, and pressed down!
Clatter! It didn't budge.
Dongfang Zhixia frowned and continued to exert force, but it still didn't budge. After trying a few times, Dongfang Zhixia seemed to realize something, her chest heaving.
Shen Qinghan, open the door for me!!! Dongfang Zhixia's sharp scolding echoed through the corridor.
Inside the room, Ye Cheng had already begun to shiver, his brain automatically conjuring an image of a Female T-Rex with its mouth wide open, fiercely breathing fire outside.
Too terrifying!!!
Head Maid: ...
Were there really not even two normal people in this school?
The head maid began to doubt whether it was the right choice for her young miss to stay and study at this school. Between underworld heiresses and a Female T-Rex... wouldn't their young miss be bullied to the point of hiding in a corner shivering?
How pitiful.
Xia Tongxin was the typical example of being so weak that even when she was angry, it looked like she was acting spoiled in the eyes of the people around her. Even though she had entered a state of great fury, she still couldn't defeat the evil Dairy Cow Demon despite trying her best.
Damn it, boohoo...
Idiot.
Just when Dongfang Zhixia was furious at being tricked by the Eldest Miss, Xia Tongxin's mocking voice drifted lightly through the corridor. With flames in her eyes, Dongfang Zhixia locked her target on a certain little pink-haired girl who had just called her an idiot.
Seeing Dongfang Zhixia's terrifying gaze, the little maid shuddered in fright. She hurriedly covered her young miss's mouth and gave Dongfang Zhixia an awkward but polite smile.
Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes: What did you just say?
Mmph mmph mmph (I said you're an idiot)... Xia Tongxin's mouth was tightly covered by the little maid, but she was still continuously outputting words. The little maid was about to cry.
Boohoo, Miss, please stop talking, she's so scary, boohoo...
Xia Tongxin was like a honey badger on the East African savanna; whoever she didn't like, she would go up and take a swipe at them. She simply didn't know the meaning of fear. Now that the student council president was in a state of great fury, if it were Ye Cheng, he would have changed his pants several times by now and wouldn't dare to face her head-on.
As a result, Xia Tongxin was still here launching ultimate attacks right in her face, mocking her.
She truly didn't know how the word death was written.
Ye Cheng felt that he had still underestimated Xia Tongxin. Whose subordinate was this, to be so fierce!
Dongfang Zhixia walked over to Xia Tongxin with an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Of course, this sense of oppression was felt most clearly by Xia Tongxin, who was shorter by more than half a body length, her head only reaching Dongfang Zhixia's chest... It was quite oppressive.
The oppression landed on Xia Tongxin's head.
Xia Tongxin: ...
Mmph mmph mmph (Damn Dairy Cow Demon!!!)...
Little Maid: ...
Boohoo, Miss, please stop talking, she's so fierce...
Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a kid! Dongfang Zhixia snorted coldly, frightening the little maid into a shudder. Hearing that her young miss was going to be hit, the little maid hurriedly blocked in front of her.
Don't! I have the key, I have the key, please don't hit our young miss! The little maid hurriedly took out the hospital room key from her pocket and offered it to Dongfang Zhixia with both hands, afraid that if she was late, her young miss would be dealt with.
Dongfang Zhixia raised an eyebrow. Losing the little maid's control, Xia Tongxin once again gained the right to bark, her small hand grabbing toward the key in the little maid's hand.
Heh! Dongfang Zhixia was a step faster, taking the key away, and then... raised it high above her head. Looking down from above with an extremely strong sense of oppression, she stared playfully at Xia Tongxin in front of her.
Her face clearly said, Come and get it if you can. Without any extra movements, Dongfang Zhixia just stood there.
Low in attack power, but extremely high in insult value.
Xia Tongxin stood on her tiptoes, bouncing as hard as she could, but she couldn't reach that height. Moreover, she once again experienced the student council president's talent and oppression.
Xia Tongxin: ...
At a speed visible to the naked eye, Xia Tongxin turned red with anger. Her cheeks puffed up high, mist appeared in her eyes, tears kept swirling, and her small mouth puckered into a little duck's beak. It looked as if she would start dropping little pearls of tears if someone said two more words to her...
Come on, why aren't you coming? Heh. Dongfang Zhixia looked playfully at the pink-haired little squirt in front of her, dangling the key in her hand.
Could it be that you can't reach it?
It was another wave of ultimate attacks right to the face from the student council president.
Xia Tongxin: ...
Boohoo... Damn it, boohoo... You just wait, I, I, boohoo... Under the student council president's continuous combo punches, Xia Tongxin's tears finally flowed out disappointingly.
Looking aggrievedly at Dongfang Zhixia while uttering harsh words, it was a pity... it was of no use.
Little kids should honestly go home and look for their mothers. Dongfang Zhixia had a mocking look on her face. After speaking, she ignored her and inserted the key into the door.
Click!
The hospital room door opened!
The corners of Dongfang Zhixia's mouth turned up. Success.
Bang!
Just as it opened a crack, a huge force came from inside the door. The Eldest Miss kicked the door, slamming it shut fiercely. Unable to dodge in time, Dongfang Zhixia took the hit solidly. Fortunately, she had her talent blocking in front as a cushion, so she was merely bounced back against the wall.
Dongfang Zhixia was full of astonishment.
"Idiot." Shen Qinghan opened the door and looked calmly at Dongfang Zhixia. Then... she pulled out the key, shut the door right before Dongfang Zhixia could lunge at her, and locked it again.
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
The little maid: "..."
Xia Tongxin sniffled. She had been feeling quite heartbroken, but seeing Dongfang Zhixia acting like this made her instantly burst into laughter through her tears. "Boohoo... sniff, sniff... hahaha, you idiot, hahaha... boohoo..."
"Miss, please stop talking, Miss..." The little maid gave a terrified shudder and hastily covered her young lady's mouth.
Dongfang Zhixia: "..."

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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

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.”