Two fingers rested on the bridge of his nose, covering his left eye as he flicked his bangs to the side.
With his gaze lowered at a forty-five-degree angle, he strode briskly into the shopping mall.
Once he reached the center, he stopped and stood perfectly still, maintaining his pose—two fingers shielding his face, eyes downcast.
Counting the seconds in his mind, three minutes later, Ye Liangchen slowly raised his head and extended a single finger toward the sky.
"I'm here!"
Hearing his own voice, a faint smirk curled at the corner of his lips.
Searching for someone in a crowded mall was a fool's errand.
The best method was to command everyone's attention—and in this regard, Ye Liangchen had his own philosophy.
After all, in his past life's dreams, he had always been the center of attention wherever he went.
Drawing eyes toward him? Child's play.
Noticing that Xue Shaohua had already spotted him, Ye Liangchen finally lowered his finger and flicked his hair with a light chuckle. "Three minutes. That's all it takes for anyone looking for me to find me with pinpoint accuracy."
Xue Shaohua gazed at him with adoration. It was true—the moment Ye Liangchen had dramatically pointed skyward, his eyes had been irresistibly drawn to him.
With another toss of his hair, Ye Liangchen revealed the eye previously hidden beneath his bangs and turned to Xue Shaohua. "Where are they? Take me to them. Today, I’ll make sure justice is served for you."
"Ye Liangchen, you’re really domineering today," Xue Shaohua said with a soft smile, his lips pressed together. It felt good to be cared for.
Suppressing the urge to grin, Ye Liangchen replied in the most indifferent tone he could muster, "Just a little bit domineering."
"We stand on the side of reason. Long Aotian has gone too far this time. I will get you the justice you deserve."
As he spoke, his expression darkened.
Long Aotian had no idea what awaited him after the sports festival.
Originally, Ye Liangchen had planned to keep a low profile, to simply exist as a solitary, enigmatic beauty.
So why?
Why?
Why did Long Aotian insist on provoking him?
A derisive laugh escaped him. Perhaps his repeated restraint had made Long Aotian think he was an easy target.
Xue Shaohua looked at him with admiration. "Fine. If you help me settle this today, I’ll make sure you experience double the happiness."
Ye Liangchen’s heart skipped a beat. He turned to Xue Shaohua, his expression solemn. "If helping someone is wrong, then this world has lost all sense of justice."
"This time, I stand on the side of righteousness." He extended his hand. "Will you walk with me and let me fight for you?"
Xue Shaohua stared at the offered hand, then nodded firmly and placed his own in Ye Liangchen’s palm. "I will."
"Good. Then sit back and watch me perform." With another dramatic hair flick, Ye Liangchen declared, "Take me to Long Aotian!"
"Mm. I saw them heading to the top floor earlier," Xue Shaohua said, pointing upward.
Ye Liangchen narrowed his eyes. "After bullying someone close to me, he still has the nerve to enjoy himself? The audacity!"
The top floor was the entertainment and food court.
Did Long Aotian feel even a shred of remorse for his actions?
Without hesitation, Ye Liangchen led Xue Shaohua toward the escalators.
The moment they reached the upper level, they spotted Long Aotian and his group—a striking ensemble of attractive faces that naturally drew attention.
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Lin Wanning giggled as she watched Long Aotian. "Brother, your waist is way too stiff! Relax a little!"
In front of the dance machine, Lin Wanning and the other two couldn’t help but laugh at Long Aotian’s awkward, rigid movements.
Long Aotian’s face darkened at their teasing. "I’m setting an example for you two! The least you could do is support me instead of ganging up on me with Wanning."
Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue had been too self-conscious to try the dance machine, afraid of embarrassing themselves. To help them loosen up, Long Aotian had decided to sacrifice his dignity first—knowing that with him as the baseline, any missteps from them would pale in comparison.
"Sorry, Long-ge," Hu Yuying said, pressing her lips together to stifle another laugh. "We didn’t mean to make fun of you. It’s just... hard to hold back."
Lin Wanning grabbed Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue’s hands. "Come on! Long-ge already showed us how it’s done. Look, he doesn’t even care if people laugh at him!"
"That’s because he has the thickest skin imaginable. I’ve never met anyone shameless enough to match him," Li Qingxue said, rolling her eyes.
(And yet, he had devoured her ice cream in one go earlier...)
But thanks to Long Aotian’s "sacrifice," Hu Yuying and Li Qingxue finally let go of their inhibitions and joined Lin Wanning on the dance machine.
With the three now happily playing, Long Aotian retreated to a nearby bench with a sigh of relief.
But before he could relax—
Two figures stepped directly into his line of sight.
Looking up, he saw Ye Liangchen, with Xue Shaohua lurking behind him.
The moment his eyes landed on Xue Shaohua, Long Aotian’s brows furrowed.
Xue Shaohua flinched under his glare, covering his face and shrinking back—genuinely afraid Long Aotian might hit him.
Ye Liangchen immediately stepped between them, his expression stern. "Don’t you think you owe us an explanation?"
"Explanation for what?"
The feigned ignorance only stoked the fire in Ye Liangchen’s chest.
The commotion quickly drew the attention of the three girls, who abandoned their game and hurried to Long Aotian’s side.
"What do you think you’re doing?" Hu Yuying demanded, shooting a disgusted look at Xue Shaohua.
If there was anyone she disliked more than Ye Liangchen before, Xue Shaohua had now taken the top spot—especially after today’s incident. That pervert had actually tried to touch Long-ge! Unforgivable.
Li Qingxue, of course, had long since reached peak disdain for Ye Liangchen.
Ye Liangchen flicked his hair, deliberately avoiding Hu Yuying’s gaze—afraid that looking at her might weaken his resolve. "This doesn’t concern you," he said coolly.
"Those who do wrong must face consequences."
Long Aotian stood, his frown deepening as he glanced at Xue Shaohua before locking eyes with Ye Liangchen. "What exactly are you implying?"

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.”

【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.)

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?"

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)