When Ye Liangchen spoke these words, his tone was deadly serious.
This was his only chance to turn the tables, and he absolutely couldn’t let anyone interfere.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Liangchen fixed his burning gaze on Xue Shaohua. "Don’t forget, Hu Yuying is also part of my plan."
At this, Xue Shaohua hesitated. Compared to the fiery and seductive Shen Mengjie, his obsession still leaned toward the delicate and alluring Hu Yuying.
A girl who embodied fragility, gentleness, and beauty would always be the "white moonlight" men yearned for in their hearts.
Confidently tossing his hair, Xue Shaohua replied in the newly mastered "bubble voice" he’d been practicing: "But you know I can’t control my natural charm. Shen Mengjie is drawn to me—what can I do?"
Just mentioning this filled Xue Shaohua with smug satisfaction.
Hearing this, Ye Liangchen frowned before clearing his throat and responding in an even more refined bubble voice: "Xue Shaohua, you know me. As the Knight Redeemer, my mission has always been to save Hu Yuying, Li Qingxue, and Lin Wanning."
"You only agreed to work with me because of Hu Yuying. Now that an opportunity is right in front of me, I won’t allow anyone to interfere."
Ye Liangchen refused to back down.
"What’s your plan?" Xue Shaohua didn’t want to clash with Ye Liangchen either, so he asked for details. If it seemed feasible, he could temporarily rein in his charm and avoid attracting Shen Mengjie.
"Long Aotian, that womanizing scoundrel, wants to take Shen Mengjie for himself. I bet you didn’t know that."
"Damn it!" Xue Shaohua hadn’t known, but that didn’t stop his fury.
Already having Hu Yuying wasn’t enough—now he even had designs on Shen Mengjie, who admired him? What a despicable beast!
"What if we work with Shen Mengjie to set Long Aotian up? If we catch him cheating with Hu Yuying on camera, do you think even Hu Yuying could keep forgiving a man who betrays her again and again?"
Both were sharp enough to grasp the implications.
Once cracks formed between Hu Yuying and Long Aotian, wouldn’t that be their perfect chance to swoop in?
Just imagining Hu Yuying’s face—that mix of innocence and newfound allure—Xue Shaohua grew unbearably excited.
If he were the one who’d transformed her into this sultry vision… hell, he wouldn’t let her leave the bed for a week, except for the bathroom.
"You bastard, what are you imagining? Snap out of it!" Ye Liangchen couldn’t help but scold at the sight of Xue Shaohua’s lewd expression.
"Thinking about it just pisses me off." Xue Shaohua then described Hu Yuying’s recent changes to Ye Liangchen. "It’s inhuman. Who knows how much… effort it took to turn Hu Yuying from a pure maiden into such a seductive temptress?"
Even just hearing Xue Shaohua’s description made Ye Liangchen’s heart race. How bewitching must she be now? "Ravishing" wouldn’t even cover it.
He’d long known Long Aotian had defiled Hu Yuying, but hearing it again stoked his resentment.
If not for Long Aotian, he should’ve been the one to bring out Hu Yuying’s sensuality.
"It seems I’ll have to move my plan forward," Ye Liangchen murmured.
"Will it work? Don’t let Long Aotian actually succeed with Shen Mengjie."
"Relax." Ye Liangchen’s eyes gleamed with confidence.
Shen Mengjie was already his woman in waiting—no way would he let her fall into Long Aotian’s hands.
Of course, he couldn’t say this to Xue Shaohua.
The guy had his own designs on Shen Mengjie. If he knew she was "reserved," he’d only cause trouble.
Sigh. To save them all, I’ve really gone to great lengths.
But picturing Hu Yuying, Li Qingxue, Lin Wanning, and Shen Mengjie all gathered around him one day made every sacrifice worth it.
After a moment’s thought, Xue Shaohua adjusted his hair to cover his earring.
Having toned down his charm, he said, "I trust you, so I’ll suppress my allure and avoid attracting Shen Mengjie. But hurry—my charm’s growing stronger. Who knows if I might unconsciously deepen her feelings for me?"
Ye Liangchen snorted. When I strike my signature self-embracing pose, no one in the world outshines me.
Still, Xue Shaohua had a point—speed was crucial.
The sooner he drove a wedge between Hu Yuying and Long Aotian, the sooner Li Qingxue and Lin Wanning would see Long Aotian’s true colors. Then his redemption plan could finally succeed.
Yet his mind flashed back to that encounter with Long Aotian in the public restroom.
Honestly, the memory still unsettled him. That thing was huge… How did Hu Yuying even…? Ugh, forget it. Once I win her heart, we’ll explore other avenues.
Surely, out of guilt, Hu Yuying would oblige. She was, after all, so tender-hearted.
"I have everything under control," Ye Liangchen said, his plan now solidified. The next step was ensuring Shen Mengjie’s absolute trust.
He needed the perfect opportunity. With his strategy and personal involvement, he could defy fate itself.
Xue Shaohua tossed his hair again and pocketed his hands, turning to leave.
"Where are you going?" Ye Liangchen asked.
Pausing, Xue Shaohua smirked with effortless confidence. "Making myself scarce. If Shen Mengjie sees me and falls for me on the spot, it’ll ruin the plan, won’t it?"
Every word dripped with arrogance.
Ye Liangchen clenched his fists. Damn it, I really want to slap that smug face off him.
How dare he flaunt such confidence in front of me? Did he think so little of him?
"You’re really full of yourself."
Xue Shaohua flicked his hair, lifting his gaze at a perfect 45-degree angle. "Not really. Just… sometimes life makes me contemplative. That melancholy, you know? It’s irresistible to women."
Flicking hair, 45-degree gaze, fake melancholy—all copied from me!
"Ever heard the saying, ‘Those who learn from me survive; those who imitate me perish’?"
Xue Shaohua, an A-tier university student, naturally understood.
But Shen Mengjie had been drawn to him—not Ye Liangchen.
This incident had given Xue Shaohua an immense boost of confidence.
Recalling the adoring gaze Shen Mengjie had directed at him, the self-assured smirk on Xue Shaohua’s lips grew even more pronounced.
"Of course I’ve heard that saying, but have you ever heard another one—‘the pupil surpasses the master’?"
There’s also a saying that goes, "Beauty brings trouble."
Shen Mengjie knew all too well how to wield her charms and manipulate the male psyche.
With just one encounter, a single glance, or a feigned look of vulnerable admiration, she could influence the dynamic between Ye Liangchen and Xue Shaohua.
Shen Mengjie was an extreme of another kind.
She reveled in the thrill of being pursued—not out of genuine affection, but as proof of her own allure.
To that end, she could play the part of the delicate, demure girl, but her ultimate goal was simply to indulge in the pleasure of the chase... for herself.
And so, Shen Mengjie embodied a different kind of extremity...
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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?"
