"Son!"
"Is that you, son?"
"Have you finally returned?"
The first words spoken by the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox Clan Leader left Chen Chang'an utterly dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Are you messing with me?
Is this some kind of joke?
Others might make wild guesses, but you’re the one involved here—how can you just play along like this?
"Stop!"
"I’m not your son, and I don’t have a habit of randomly claiming fathers."
"Take a good look—there’s no connection between you and me," Chen Chang'an said hurriedly.
"No!"
"I see it very clearly—you… are my son."
"Look, you resemble me so much when I was young."
"Even now, though I’ve aged, don’t we still share some similarities?"
"I’m certain—you’re my long-lost son."
"It must be you!"
"Who would’ve thought that after searching for you all these years, you’d return on your own."
"Son, our family is finally reunited."
Seeing the Clan Leader’s emotional display, Chen Chang'an was completely stunned.
The worst part? The two of them actually did bear some resemblance.
"Bro!"
"Now that you mention it, you do look alike."
"You’re not actually his son, are you?" Da Huang asked in surprise.
"Like hell I am!"
"You know my background better than anyone—do you really think that’s possible?"
"Is it?" Chen Chang'an snapped coldly.
"Well… that does make sense. But then how do you explain this situation?"
"Would he really mistake someone else for his own son?" Da Huang was also puzzled.
Logically speaking, this was the leader of the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox Clan—a Celestial Emperor!
Would he just randomly claim someone as his son for no reason? That didn’t add up.
"Big Brother, you really are my blood-related brother!"
"This is wonderful—I’ll have a real brother to keep me company from now on," the little girl said excitedly.
Chen Chang'an could only sigh in exasperation. How the hell was he supposed to explain this? No matter what he said, they seemed convinced he was their son.
"Son, is that you?"
"Have you come back?"
Great.
Another one!
If he wasn’t mistaken, this must be the Clan Matriarch of the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox Clan.
And damn, she was beautiful—stunningly so.
The kind of beauty that struck you at first glance—enchanting, mesmerizing, yet without any hint of vulgarity.
It was a strange feeling, but it was undeniably embodied in her.
"Let me say this one last time."
"I am not your son. I’m human."
"I only happened to run into this little girl and brought her home—that’s all."
"If you keep trying to claim me as your son, I swear I’ll lose my temper," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
Seeing his anger, the Clan Matriarch quickly replied, "Alright, alright. As long as you stay, we’ll agree to whatever you say."
"You’re not. You’re definitely not."
"Is that better?"
Admittedly, she played the role of a mother longing for her child, willing to humble herself just to keep him around, perfectly.
If Chen Chang'an were even slightly gullible, he might’ve fallen for it.
But he wasn’t that stupid.
Something strange was going on—they wouldn’t act like this without a reason.
"Wahhhh!"
"Such a touching scene."
"Indeed, the Clan Leader and Matriarch have gone to great lengths to reunite with their son."
"Ah, what wouldn’t a parent endure for their child?"
Chen Chang'an felt like he was about to explode. What the hell were they getting so emotional about?
"There are too many people here. Let’s talk somewhere else," Chen Chang'an said flatly.
"Of course, of course."
The Clan Leader smiled and waved for the others to leave, then led Chen Chang'an to their private residence.
"Now that we’re alone, explain—why are you doing this?"
"Drop the act."
"I know I’m not your son, and so do you."
"If you keep this up, I’m walking out right now," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
Hearing this, the two of them withdrew their affectionate expressions and became serious.
"Chen Chang'an."
"We were just playing a little joke on you."
"So? Was it funny?"
Chen Chang'an!
They actually knew his name?
Damn it!
In an instant, two words flashed through Chen Chang'an’s mind—Chen Tian!
Was this another scheme orchestrated by that bastard?
Why did it feel like he was always living under that guy’s shadow?
"I didn’t find it funny at all."
"What part of that was supposed to be amusing?" Chen Chang'an retorted.
"Not funny?"
"You really lack a sense of humor."
What the—?
Now he was being looked down on for not appreciating their "joke"?
What kind of humor was this?
If I said I was your father, would you find that hilarious?
"Huh?"
"So he’s not my brother after all?"
"I really thought I had a brother now," Xiaoxiao pouted in disappointment.
"Xiaoxiao, you don’t have a brother. Your father and I only have you."
"Go play for now—we need to talk with your big brother."
"Okay, fine."
Xiaoxiao nodded dejectedly and walked away, glancing back every few steps.
Seeing her like this, her parents could only smile wryly.
"This child… she’s just too lonely."
"So, you two knew she snuck out, didn’t you?"
"You let her go so she’d run into me and bring me here?" Chen Chang'an asked.
He had found it strange from the start. Even if others hadn’t noticed, how could her parents—the Clan Leader and Matriarch—be completely unaware of their daughter’s disappearance?
Now it seemed intentional.
Though these parents were reckless—what if she had run into danger among the other demonic beasts?
"Everything is fate."
"She was the one who wanted to sneak out."
"Though if she hadn’t, we would’ve encouraged the idea."
"Chen Chang'an, aren’t you curious why we know your name?"
"And why we had our daughter lead you to Qingxuan Heaven?" the Clan Leader asked with a smile.
"Was it someone named Chen Tian who told you to do this?" Chen Chang'an asked.
Chen Tian?
At the mention of that name, Chen Chang'an noticed a flicker of unfamiliarity in their eyes.
They didn’t know Chen Tian?
So this wasn’t his doing after all?
"Oh, now that you mention it, I do recall a man named Chen Tian who once appeared in the Primordial Immortal Realm. He was incredibly powerful—even wiped out the demon race single-handedly."
"But I’ve never met him. During his rise, I remained in Qingxuan Heaven and never left."
"The reason we know you is…"
"We’ve been waiting for you for millions of years!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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?"
