Looking at his latest post on social media, a confident smile curled at the corners of Ye Liangchen's lips.
Hu Yuying was no longer an option. Only by letting her experience firsthand Long Aotian's irresponsibility and the shackles of poverty would she completely give up and realize the consequences of rejecting him.
"You could have had a bright future, but you chose the wrong path. I tried countless times to save you from the flames, but you gave up on yourself. Don’t blame me for this!"
The thought of soon appearing in front of Hu Yuying's stall, dressed in a suit, wearing a tie, driving a luxury car, and sporting an expensive wristwatch, filled him with satisfaction.
Imagining her shocked, envious, regretful, and self-conscious expression made the anger in his heart dissipate somewhat.
Shifting his gaze back to his phone screen, he reflected on his recent falling out with Li Qingxue. It had been his fault for saying those harsh words to her.
This time, Ye Liangchen was genuinely determined to clear up the misunderstanding between them.
After all, they had known each other for nine years. While he had made mistakes, wasn’t Li Qingxue also at least a little bit to blame?
This situation couldn’t be entirely his fault.
What man could tolerate his woman mentioning another man in front of him?
So, Li Qingxue should bear at least half the responsibility.
Despite this, he was the one who had lowered his proud head first.
To make Li Qingxue regret her actions, he had to start by resolving their misunderstanding.
So, the moment he saw Li Qingxue’s post, he immediately updated his own status.
No particular reason—just to let her know that he could also go to Kyoto now.
She had once said that she didn’t want to date in high school, but at least in college, she would consider it.
Now, he had made it happen.
Li Qingxue should follow through on her own words and start dating him, shouldn’t she?
Exiting the social media app, Ye Liangchen closed his eyes and quietly waited for Li Qingxue to message him.
He believed that once she saw his post, she would understand his intentions.
After all, he had been waiting for her all along!
Just as Ye Liangchen was about to fall asleep, Li Qingxue’s message still hadn’t arrived.
Taking a deep breath, he reluctantly opened their chat window: "Why do you always have to be so stubborn?"
"Fine, I admit it. I lost this round. You just wanted me to reach out first, didn’t you? You win."
After muttering these words to himself, Ye Liangchen began typing on his phone.
"Qingxue, I got into a university in Kyoto. We might not be at the same school, but we won’t be far apart. We’ve known each other for so long—it’s time for us to finally be together!"
He hit send and then continued typing: "About what happened before, I’ll admit it was my fault. I just cared about you too much. Let’s make up and go back to how things were before."
Though his words sounded sincere, his thoughts were anything but.
He planned to let Li Qingxue bask in his affection temporarily. Once she was fully immersed in it again, he would pull away without hesitation.
This would make her crumble with regret, eventually realizing her mistakes and chasing after him in desperation.
There was no other way. The butterfly effect caused by his rebirth had already cost him Hu Yuying.
But it didn’t matter. With the advantage of being a reincarnator, he could change his strategy and focus on Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning. This time, he wouldn’t act recklessly or overconfidently.
Everything was predestined by fate. All he had to do was follow the script step by step.
He could no longer afford to be kind-hearted and try to help a "treasure girl" prematurely, only to lose her due to the butterfly effect.
Ding dong~
The sound of his phone snapped him out of his thoughts.
Ye Liangchen took a deep breath to calm his emotions before picking up his phone.
But when he saw the reply, he froze. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and looked again.
"I must be hallucinating."
"Otherwise, why would Qingxue call me crazy?"
Ye Liangchen shook his head, then rushed to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face. After composing himself, he picked up his phone again.
His heart sank, and he took two steps back. If the bathroom hadn’t been so small, he might have collapsed on the floor.
"No, this can’t be happening."
Without hesitation, he called Li Qingxue on video chat.
When the call was declined, his breathing quickened. He quickly typed: "Qingxue, are you trying to push me to my death?"
Li Qingxue: [Ye Liangchen, are you out of your mind? Is dating the only thing you ever think about?]
[What did you say back in the classroom?]
[You said we were just friends from now on. So why are you saying these weird things now?]
Reading Ye Liangchen’s messages, Li Qingxue couldn’t help but feel a surge of frustration.
What did he mean by saying she was trying to push him to his death?
What had she even done to warrant such a claim?
Li Qingxue couldn’t help but recall how many times she had argued with Ye Liangchen during the second half of her senior year.
If it hadn’t been for Long Aotian, her mental state would have been completely affected by Ye Liangchen.
Thinking of this, she unconsciously compared Ye Liangchen to Long Aotian.
The more she thought about Long Aotian, the more her mood began to shift.
Some people truly provided positive emotional value, while others only brought negativity.
Ye Liangchen: [Qingxue, how can you say that? Do you know what I’ve done for you? Do you know how much I’ve sacrificed for you?]
[Even now, you still can’t see your own heart. We’ve known each other for nine years, been together for nine years. Is admitting that you love me really so hard?]
[Just admit it. Doesn’t it hurt to keep it bottled up inside?]
Reading Ye Liangchen’s messages, Li Qingxue rolled her eyes in exasperation: "I used to think we were the best of friends. I genuinely saw you as a brother."
"Maybe I gave you the wrong impression, but I’m telling you now, very seriously, I’ve never liked you."
Feeling her words weren’t clear enough, she added: "Not even for a moment."
Seeing the message on his phone, Ye Liangchen laughed. Tears streamed down his face as he chuckled bitterly: "So, you still haven’t come to your senses. Fine, don’t blame me for what’s coming next."
"It seems the only way to make you realize your mistakes is for you to see how you’ll lose me."
"Back then, it was the 'treasure girl' who made you feel threatened, and that’s what made you regret and come to your senses."
"Now, I’ll have to use my childhood friend Lin Wanning to make you feel that same sense of crisis, to make you regret and fall for me."
"Don’t blame me. If I don’t find someone else, you’ll never regret it. Only by seeing me with another woman will you feel the pain. Heh, it seems this is the suffering you must endure. It seems everything was predestined after all..."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?!
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.”
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!
