Da'ao City.
In the most exclusive area of the city center, a standalone villa stood apart.
"Tongtong, are you really sure about this?"
The noblewoman clutched a handkerchief, her eyes red as she watched her daughter pack her little backpack, her heart full of reluctance and sorrow.
Their Tongtong was still so young, just a child—how could she be leaving already? Sob… What if she gets bullied out there? What if she’s wronged? What if she gets scammed? Ah… no, wait, that last one is practically inevitable.
Half of the noblewoman’s sadness suddenly didn’t feel so sad anymore. Their Tongtong had been tricked since childhood and had now "sealed her heart with cement"—she wouldn’t easily trust anyone anymore!
She was a cold, ruthless person, a delinquent loli/. She would smash the heads of all who deceived her, stomp them underfoot, and force them to call themselves "trash fish" a hundred times!
The beginning was fairly normal, but by the end, it was like she was possessed—not by a god, but by a "bratty devil girl"!
Xia Tongxin gave off the impression of a curled-up little hedgehog, appearing fierce and unapproachable. But in reality, if you dared to poke her, you’d find that Xia Tongxin would get angry… and then stay angry!
She’d make sure you knew that messing with her was like squeezing a soft persimmon—nothing would happen. Oh… well, that was only true when she wasn’t under the protection of the entire gambling king’s family.
If you ever saw a tiny, pink-haired, outrageously cocky adult loli in Da'ao City, you’d better squash any ill intentions. The moment you even thought about tricking her, you’d be one step closer to being chopped into mincemeat.
According to the Law of Mincemeat Conservation, mincemeat doesn’t just disappear—it transfers from one place to another. And wouldn’t you know it?
The moment you laid eyes on this pink-haired, legally adult loli, the conserved mincemeat law would descend upon you. Why? Ah, how strange—why could that possibly be?
In Da'ao City, aside from gambling chips on the tables, the most common sight was the countless surveillance cameras. You’d never know if some inconspicuous corner of the street hid a mini-camera, silently recording your every move.
Of course, these cameras were all "public property"—completely legal. Their purpose? Naturally, to maintain the safety of Da'ao City’s citizens!
To prevent false accusations like those in a certain island nation, and to document the glorious moments of "unfortunate" samurai duels.
Go forth and fight with peace of mind!
The "public sector" of Da'ao City would ensure fairness. Because of the abundance of cheaters, there were also plenty of cameras, making this gambling hotspot one of the safest cities in the Dragon Country, rivaling even the capital!
"Stupid Mommy, what’s there to cry about? Crying all day just washes away your luck! I’m an adult now—I can take care of myself!"
Xia Tongxin paused her packing of the pink backpack, hands on her hips, putting on a "cold and ruthless" act as she "scolded" her airheaded mother.
The insults were all stuff she’d painstakingly memorized from the internet, preparing for the next time she ran into a noob in a game so she could trash-talk them over voice chat.
She’d learned so much toxic lingo—she was definitely a pro now!
Right now, Xia Tongxin could only be described in one word: inflated. Completely, utterly inflated, her face brimming with confidence and pride, itching to show off her trash-talking skills.
And her first test subject? Naturally, her own dumb mommy!
After a barrage of harmless insults, the noblewoman stopped wiping her tears, blinking in confusion at her daughter—especially at that "cold and ruthless" expression—her head filling with even more question marks.
Had Tongtong been sneaking online to watch weird stuff again?
The noblewoman’s teary eyes suddenly lit up. Unable to resist, she rushed forward, scooped up her daughter, and "wickedly" elbowed her.
"Waaah, Tongtong, Mommy still can’t let you go! Sob… How about Mommy goes to school with you?"
As she said this, her eyes sparkled—this was a fantastic idea! Back when Xia Tongxin first started university, the noblewoman had suggested the same thing, only to be "fiercely denounced" as an "evil cow!"
Xia Tongxin had ranted about "losing face," "being treated like a kid," and other such nonsense before sharply rejecting the evil cow’s proposal.
And so, Xia Tongxin went off to Great Sea City alone… only to slink back home not long after.
School was no fun at all—there were classes, the teachers droned on like monks chanting, and she had to walk all the way to the cafeteria for meals. So exhausting…
Thus, the utterly useless Xia Tongxin returned within days, beginning her two-year slacker lifestyle in Da'ao City, happily living the three-point routine:
Eat, sleep, bully idiots!
In a way, Xia Tongxin was no different from a freshman. She couldn’t even navigate the campus properly—hard to believe she was already a third-year "senior." A… cute, legally adult loli.
A delinquent loli/.
Xia Tongxin had intended to speak properly, but her airheaded mom just had to flaunt her "wicked" (no, wait—natural!) talents, instantly plunging her already unhappy mood into the abyss.
Her tiny fists clenched at her sides before she suddenly shoved the noblewoman away, shouting in outrage.
"Idiot! Moron! Evil cow!!!"
Xia Tongxin’s ultra-high-pitched loli voice trembled with the verge of tears before she started furiously punching the evil milf in front of her.
ORA ORA ORA!!!
THUD THUD THUD~~~
Every hit was a critical strike—not to the evil milf, but to Xia Tongxin’s own psyche. The more she punched, the quieter she became, until her little hand weakly landed one last pathetic slap before she finally cracked.
"Waaah… Get out! Waaah… You evil cow! Waaah…" Xia Tongxin’s lips quivered before she burst into loud sobs, rubbing her eyes with her tiny fists, looking utterly pitiful.
Noblewoman: "…"
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
