Hu Yuying quickly pulled Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning away from the spot.
"What a psycho, seriously, what a complete nutcase."
"Yuying, don’t listen to that creep’s nonsense."
Lin Wanning, noticing Hu Yuying’s silence, softly added, "Once when my brother and I were biking, a bug flew into my eye. He was just helping me blow it out—nothing like what that pervert was implying."
Hu Yuying suddenly stopped walking. "I don’t get it. Why does that guy keep badmouthing Brother Long?"
"I don’t understand why he acts like he’s looking out for us while doing things that make zero sense."
Hearing this, Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning secretly sighed in relief.
After all, the things Ye Liangchen had just said were downright hard to stomach...
"He wasn’t like this before. I don’t know how he suddenly became this way."
Li Qingxue had known Ye Liangchen the longest, and the person he was now bore little resemblance to the past.
"So... did Brother Long really force you to stick out your tongue?" Hu Yuying turned to Lin Wanning and asked.
Lin Wanning hadn’t expected Hu Yuying’s train of thought to jump so abruptly. She shook her head but was immediately hit by a wave of awkwardness.
Long Aotian hadn’t forced her—she’d done it willingly.
But admitting that? Way too embarrassing.
Especially in front of Hu Yuying, the person who mattered most to her brother.
"It wasn’t like what Ye Liangchen described. Brother Long isn’t that kind of person. You know him better than I do..."
She peeked at Hu Yuying and noticed her lost in thought.
"What’s on your mind?"
"N-nothing." Hu Yuying shook her head lightly.
She’d just randomly remembered a cheesy detail...
"Let’s get out of here first. We shouldn’t come back to bathe here again," Li Qingxue suggested.
Hu Yuying and Lin Wanning nodded, even glancing back to make sure no one was following them.
On the subway, the trio looked at the clothes they’d bought.
"What do you think Brother Long’s doing right now?"
Li Qingxue pondered. "Sunbathing." That guy loved soaking up the sun, especially on a nice day like this. He was probably lounging on a chair, basking lazily.
"Making clay figures." Hu Yuying wasn’t guessing—last time she video-called Long Aotian, he’d been kneading mud into a blocky shape with two gecko tails stuck on top, insisting it was the Bull Demon King...
It had nearly scared her to death, and then he’d laughed at her for being a scaredy-cat...
Hearing this, Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning could only conclude that Long Aotian had some seriously weird hobbies.
But it also confirmed how special Hu Yuying was to him.
At least, he’d never acted that way around them.
Soon, they reached the alley.
"Strange. Brother Long isn’t here today?" Hu Yuying eyed the tightly shut gate, puzzled.
"Maybe the workers are off today too."
Hu Yuying stepped forward and tried the gate. "It’s unlocked." She walked in.
Splash—
Hearing the sound, she called out, "Brother Long?"
Long Aotian turned at the sound.
Their eyes met.
Long Aotian froze, staring at Hu Yuying’s face, which instantly flushed crimson. The basin in his hands clattered to the ground.
Hu Yuying stiffened, fingers curling slightly as her gaze drifted downward.
Her pupils shrank. She held her breath—she’d never seen a naked man before. Her cheeks burned uncontrollably.
Only when Long Aotian shakily covered himself did she snap out of it, inhaling shakily, her limbs numb with nerves.
"Yuying, why are you just standing there? Why not go in?"
At Li Qingxue’s voice, Hu Yuying spun around, biting her lip. "I—I—I—there’s no water at home. Let’s go buy some!"
She blocked Li Qingxue’s view, forcing a laugh as she dragged her and Lin Wanning back out.
"Yuying, why’s your face so red?"
Hu Yuying touched her cheeks. "R-red? M-must be the heat. Come on, let’s get water."
As Hu Yuying led the others away, Long Aotian staggered, bracing himself against the water tank. "My youth... has been exposed..."
At the store:
"Yuying, why are you so distracted?" Li Qingxue placed water bottles on the counter and nudged her.
Startled, Hu Yuying blinked. "Huh? What?"
"It’s you who’s out of it. You’ve been spacing out since earlier."
"Yeah, look at the shopping bag—you’re about to rip it," Lin Wanning teased after paying.
Back at the alley, Hu Yuying eyed the nearing gate and hurried ahead. "I’ll open it!"
Just as she reached the door, it swung open from inside.
Long Aotian’s tall frame stood before her.
Their eyes locked again—Hu Yuying’s face flamed anew.
Her gaze flicked downward.
Long Aotian cleared his throat awkwardly, tapping her forehead. "Still not done looking?"
Hu Yuying instinctively shook her head.
"Hmm?"
Realizing her mistake, she hastily nodded.
Long Aotian couldn’t help but laugh. "I always said you were greedy and a perv, but you kept denying it!"
He then turned smoothly to Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning. "You should’ve called before coming."
Unaware of the tension, the two grinned. "We brought you a gift! Guess what it is!"
Long Aotian glanced at Hu Yuying, whose face was now practically steaming.
"Uh, come in first." He stepped aside, eyeing Hu Yuying, who was fidgeting with her sleeves. "You too. Get inside."
"O-okay." Hu Yuying kept her head down, scurrying past him into the courtyard, uncharacteristically meek.
Once the others entered, Long Aotian rubbed his face hard, composing himself before following.
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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?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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!
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?"
