"What's the matter?"
"You brought so many people with you."
"Are you here to settle a score with me?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Originally, that was the plan."
"After all, teaching you a lesson isn’t easy. Now that you’ve reincarnated, this seems like the perfect opportunity."
"However, we’re not fools. Given your combat prowess, we probably aren’t your match."
"Picking a fight with you? That’d just be asking for trouble."
"But… this little preference of yours for men—now that’s something worth spreading far and wide across Liuyun Domain."
"No, no, no. You’re about to make it onto the Heavenly Pride Rankings, and soon your name will shake the Ancient Immortal Realm."
"I think we should spread the word beyond our borders too, let everyone get to know the real you."
"Who knows? It might even land you a splendid marriage. Don’t you agree?"
As the saying goes, fight fire with fire. Simply teaching Chen Chang'an a lesson no longer satisfied their thirst for revenge.
Besides, they didn’t believe they had the ability to do so—this bastard was just too monstrous.
But his alleged preference for men? Now that was something they could exploit.
"Aren’t you afraid I’ll fly into a rage?" Chen Chang'an asked coldly.
"You said it yourself—your moral character is impeccable."
"We trust in your integrity. You wouldn’t do something like that."
Damn!
This time, they’ve actually met their match?
"What’s true can’t be false, and what’s false can’t be true."
"That may hold some truth, but you know just how terrifying rumors can be."
"People won’t care about the truth. They’ll just see it as juicy gossip."
"A prodigy on the Heavenly Pride Rankings with such… tastes? Don’t you think everyone will be thrilled?"
"Chen Chang'an, if you apologize to us, maybe we’ll reconsider."
Apologize?
Like hell!
He didn’t even do anything wrong, and now they want him to back down?
No way!
Absolutely no way!
"At this point, there’s no other choice."
"Though it’s not what I want, it seems this is the only way."
Chen Chang'an sighed, then cast a frosty gaze at the crowd.
Seeing that icy look, everyone stiffened. Damn, is this guy planning to silence them permanently?
Isn’t that just poor sportsmanship?
"Wait!"
"Hold on a second!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Since when are you so bloodthirsty?"
"Everything’s negotiable. Let’s talk this out."
Even the elders of the Wuji Sect looked exasperated. They hadn’t expected him to flip the table like this.
"So, can we negotiate?"
"Yes, absolutely! No need for violence."
"Let’s keep things harmonious."
Admittedly, Liuyun Domain excelled at maintaining harmony. Minor conflicts between factions were allowed—to motivate disciples—but major disputes were strictly forbidden. The elders had long established rules to ensure steady development, and any serious conflicts were nipped in the bud.
Naturally, they didn’t want a full-blown confrontation with Chen Chang'an.
"Can’t you just debunk the rumor?"
"Wasn’t it your own people who started it? Don’t blame us."
"You didn’t fan the flames?"
"Well… cough Not exactly. We just gave it a little push. No need to thank us."
Thank them?
Oh, he’d thank them alright—with a punch to the face.
"How about we—"
"No bets! Absolutely no bets!"
Before Chen Chang'an could even finish, the others shook their heads vehemently, already guessing his intentions.
Are you kidding? Bet with you? Haven’t you heard the saying "once bitten, twice shy"?
Do we look like complete idiots? Fall for your tricks a second time?
Chen Chang'an glanced at them, feeling somewhat helpless.
No cooperation at all.
These people weren’t playing along.
Had they been traumatized by past losses?
"You won’t do this, you won’t do that."
"Then why did you even come to the Prodigy City?"
"Just to spectate?" Chen Chang'an said, exasperated.
"We came to enjoy the show, and it’s been quite entertaining."
"Definitely worth the trip."
"Exactly! Otherwise, how would we have uncovered your big secret?"
"Oho, don’t give me that look. Let me be clear—I’m not into that."
"And don’t even think about swindling us again. We won’t fall for it."
"Right! We’re not the same as before. You won’t get a single advantage over us."
"Old Qi, what’s with that expression? You feeling unwell?"
Everyone noticed Qi Shiyuan’s grimace and grew puzzled. He’d been all smiles earlier—why did he look like he’d swallowed a lemon now?
They didn’t understand, but Chen Chang'an did. Qi Shiyuan had orchestrated all this to make others suffer alongside him.
But now, no one was biting, leaving him as the sole fool.
If word got out that he’d been duped by Chen Chang'an again, he’d become the laughingstock of Liuyun Domain.
"I think… maybe we should hear Chen Chang'an out?"
"It’s not like he wins every time, right?"
"We’ve lost enough. It’s his turn to take the L," Qi Shiyuan urged.
His words made the others ponder. Making Chen Chang'an suffer a loss—was that even possible?
Meanwhile, Chen Chang'an shot Qi Shiyuan an appreciative glance. Good man. At least someone’s reliable.
Who’d have thought there was a traitor in their midst—a wolf in sheep’s clothing, eager to drag them all down together?
"Old Qi, do you really think we can win?" the Zhang family elder asked.
"I think our chances are good."
"There are so many of us. Surely we’re smarter than one man?"
"We’ll be extra cautious this time. If it sounds fishy, we just say no."
"After all, he’s the one proposing the bet, right?"
"If it seems risky, we can always refuse," Qi Shiyuan coaxed.
The others found his reasoning somewhat convincing, though they still felt uneasy.
"But why should we even bet with him?"
"What’s in it for us?"
The elder of the Blazing Flame Sect’s question stunned everyone. Right—why bother betting at all?
There’s no need!
Chen Chang'an hadn’t expected them to be so stubborn. Couldn’t they just act on impulse for once?
Chen Chang'an was anxious, but Qi Shiyuan was even more desperate. Otherwise, he’d be the only one left holding the bag.
"Of course there’s a benefit."
"Think about it—Chen Chang'an’s age, his potential."
"Impressive, no?"
"If he loses, he owes each of us a favor."
"That’s… something we can all use in the future."
"What do you think?"
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?"
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?!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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!
