Originally, being suddenly grabbed like this, Ye Liangchen was actually quite annoyed.
He furrowed his brows—nowadays, even random nobodies dared lay hands on him!
He tried to shake off the person’s grip forcefully.
But after one attempt, not only did he fail to break free, his arm was now being squeezed painfully.
His frown deepened. This scrawny, bespectacled guy had seemed like an easy target at first glance, but who knew he’d have such strength (T University).
He weighed his options silently. Even if they fought, the other guy wouldn’t come out unscathed, but he hadn’t come here today to pick a fight.
So he said, “Bro, we’re both here to pick up girls. How about you give me some face?”
“Besides, Shen Mengjie’s already left. Arguing further won’t do us any good. Come on, do me this favor.”
As he spoke, he theatrically pulled a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket.
Seeing Senior Wang take off his glasses and feeling the grip on his arm grow even more painful, he hastily added another two hundred yuan.
......
“The sea has its limits, the moon its phases. The world is flawed, but meeting you has made up for all of it.”
“Hello, Shen Mengjie. Let me reintroduce myself—I’m Liangchen. Ye Liangchen’s Liangchen.”
Hearing this, Shen Mengjie scoffed, eyeing him with a sidelong glance. “You didn’t come here specifically to find me today, did you?”
“Nothing escapes you, does it?” Ye Liangchen flicked his hair, attempting a confident smirk, but winced slightly.
That guy’s slap was nothing compared to Long Aotian’s, but it still stung a little.
“I came because I was worried about you.”
Shen Mengjie couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Worried about me? And what, pray tell, are you worried about?”
Her laughter made Ye Liangchen stare, mesmerized.
“That guy playing hard to get with you yesterday—if I’m not mistaken, his name’s Long Aotian, right?”
Suppressing the pain, he finally managed that confident smile and flicked his bangs again. “I know him. And because I know him, that’s why I’m worried for you!”
At this, Shen Mengjie, who had been utterly disinterested, suddenly perked up with mild curiosity.
She studied Ye Liangchen with newfound amusement. “You know Long Aotian?”
“Know him? Ha!” The mention of Long Aotian unleashed a torrent of slander and vitriol from Ye Liangchen. “Sharing a city with him is nothing short of an insult to my existence!”
He took a deep breath, his eyes darkening with feigned anguish. “At school, he’s a menace—ruthless, unscrupulous, a bully of the worst kind!”
“There was this girl who adored me, saw me as her salvation. But Long Aotian felt threatened. So one day, when I wasn’t around, he... he forced himself on her!”
“He’s vile. He didn’t want me near her, afraid I’d make him feel insecure again. So he beat me, berated me...”
“When I saw him playing mind games with a beauty like you yesterday, I couldn’t stay silent. Thankfully, fate heard my prayers and led me to you again in this vast crowd.”
“I’m telling you all this so you’ll see Long Aotian for what he truly is. I refuse to stand by and watch him deceive you!”
After this lengthy tirade, Shen Mengjie was thoroughly bewildered.
Was the Long Aotian he described even the same person she knew?
Ye Liangchen flicked his hair once more, his smirk radiating confidence. “After all, we’ve been friends for a whole minute since yesterday.”
Shen Mengjie rolled her eyes. “Could you stop flicking your hair in front of me?”
“Why?” He instinctively did it again. “I don’t mean to, but people say it looks cool.”
With a shrug and another hair flick, he added, “Fine, I’ll own it. Hence the bangs flick.”
“Wait, never mind that. You have to be careful around Long Aotian.”
Admittedly, Ye Liangchen was gambling here.
He was betting on Long Aotian’s notorious weakness for beautiful women, betting on his inherent depravity...
Shen Mengjie frowned, about to retort, but then a thought struck her.
Her gaze softened slightly as she looked at Ye Liangchen.
“So you’re saying Long Aotian is actually a bad person?”
Seeing her reaction, Ye Liangchen exhaled inwardly. His gamble had paid off.
“Exactly! He’s downright monstrous!”
“Don’t be fooled by his appearance—inside, he’s rotten to the core.”
“Unlike me. My heart? Pure as an unblemished white lotus.”
Shen Mengjie’s lips twitched. A green tea act in front of her? Tch. How to put it... Well, it was just... kind of hilarious.
“Then what should I do? If he’s as relentless as you say, won’t he stop at nothing?”
“Should I report him to the advisor?”
Delighted by her seeking his advice, Ye Liangchen allowed a triumphant smirk.
With feigned gravitas, he shook his head. “Reporting him won’t help. I know that beast too well. Unless you transfer schools, he’ll...”
“But don’t worry. Providence brought us together for a reason—to save you!”
Watching Ye Liangchen’s poorly concealed micro-expressions, Shen Mengjie found this game utterly entertaining.
Ye Liangchen pretended to ponder. “A guy like Long Aotian will resort to extremes to get what he wants. And I can’t protect you around the clock.”
He inhaled deeply, brow furrowed in exaggerated concern.
Shen Mengjie observed his performance silently, only adopting a worried expression when he glanced her way.
Encouraged, Ye Liangchen unveiled his master plan: “If you trust me, follow my lead. This might be the only way to free yourself from Long Aotian’s clutches!”
“What’s the plan?”
“Pretend to yield to him.” His words came faster now. “Fake compliance—that’ll keep him from escalating.”
“Shen Mengjie, you’re stunning. Among everyone I know, you’re easily top four in looks and figure.”
At this, Shen Mengjie frowned, feigning displeasure—until his next line made her lips curl in genuine amusement.
"But to Long Aotian, you represent something fresh and exciting. If you pretend to submit to him, make him fall head over heels for you, and then—at the peak of his devotion—come back to me, it’ll crush him. At that point, he’ll be no match for us!"
This was Ye Liangchen’s little scheme. If Shen Mengjie agreed, he could use her to gather evidence of Long Aotian’s infidelity.
Once that happened, he doubted Hu Yuying, Li Qingxue, or Lin Wanning could tolerate Long Aotian’s philandering ways any longer. The slightest crack in their trust, and he’d seize the opportunity to slip in.
Ye Liangchen was confident that, while winning over Hu Yuying and the others, he could also make Shen Mengjie utterly devoted to him.
This move wouldn’t just secure Hu Yuying and the other two—he’d have Shen Mengjie too.
Sorry, but this time, victory is mine!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
