He was shirtless, his shorts soaked with sweat.
Beads of sweat rolled down his well-defined muscles, forming a small puddle on the ground.
He had already practiced a set of the most basic military martial arts dozens of times.
His movements went from clumsy to fluid, and now every stance and strike carried the weight of a thunderbolt.
He had turned into a ceaselessly running machine.
Every punch and every kick mobilized the power of every muscle group with absolute precision.
An Changqing's situation had inspired him. What he needed to do now was endlessly improve his foundation. His body didn't lack spiritual energy; as long as his physique could withstand it, he would soon be able to return to the Tier 6 realm he had briefly experienced in the past.
The feeling of that power surging through his body was intoxicating.
[Holy crap... Did Brother Ao finally figure it out?]
[This is what a true powerhouse looks like! Not blinded by superficial glory, but turning back to polish his foundation!]
[I'm touched, really. Yesterday I thought he was going to be completely devastated.]
[Brother Ao has stood back up.]
Passing by, Chen Guan didn't stop walking, merely glancing over out of the corner of his eye.
Good. It seemed he wouldn't need to worry about Long Ao anymore. As expected, the main protagonist group all possessed a certain resilience.
Just as he was heading toward the teaching building, a figure stepped out from the tree-lined path on the side, blocking his way.
The newcomer was dressed in designer casual wear. His golden-blonde hair was particularly eye-catching in the morning light, and he exuded the scent of money from head to toe.
It was none other than Liu Feiyu.
He wore a gentle and flawless smile on his lips, looking like a completely different person from the arrogant and domineering guy he was a few days ago.
"Good morning, classmate Chen," he took the initiative to greet.
The passing students cast curious glances their way, many recognizing these two prominent figures.
One was the eccentric who carried a coffin, and the other was the Third Young Master of the Liu family.
Why were these two standing together?
Chen Guan stopped in his tracks, looking at him expressionlessly.
"There might be a little misunderstanding between us," Liu Feiyu said, keeping his posture very humble. "But I think there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests. How about we be friends?"
He spoke sincerely, and his gaze was so open that not a hint of falsehood could be seen. It was really quite an effort on his part.
[Here it comes, here it comes. Liu Feiyu is definitely plotting something bad.]
[With that face-changing speed, it's a pity he didn't study acting.]
[There is definitely something wrong with this guy.]
[Tell us something we don't know, upstairs.]
Chen Guan looked at him and remained silent for a moment.
Just when Liu Feiyu thought his friendly gesture had worked and the smile on his lips deepened, Chen Guan looked at him and spoke indifferently.
"Stay away from me. I'm allergic to blonde hair."
As soon as his voice fell, the surrounding noise seemed to be choked off by an invisible hand.
The smile on Liu Feiyu's lips froze.
His entire facial expression turned to ice, like a shoddily made plaster statue, with every contour radiating astonishment.
To be honest, Liu Feiyu had imagined many reasons for being rejected, but he could never have racked his brains enough to come up with such a ridiculous excuse as being allergic to blonde hair.
Even if he were just picking a fight, he wouldn't say that!
The eavesdropping students around them held back their laughter so hard that their faces turned red, their shoulders shaking non-stop.
Liu Feiyu was usually very ostentatious, so even if many people didn't say anything out loud, they looked down on him a bit in their hearts.
Seeing him get deflated was naturally something everyone was happy to witness.
[Damn! (A type of plant)]
[Hahahahahaha, the humor of this sentence itself is only 100 percent, but Brother Guan spouting serious nonsense makes it 1000 percent hilarious.]
[I'm allergic to blonde hair, freaking allergic, what kind of top-tier rejection excuse is this.]
[Murdering the heart, Liu Feiyu probably wants to die right now. I feel like Brother Guan has another layer of meaning; he wants to say he's allergic to little blonde punks.]
[Learned it. I'll reject people like this from now on.]
Chen Guan didn't spare him another glance, walking straight past the dumbfounded Liu Feiyu toward the teaching building.
He simply found it troublesome and casually made up an excuse.
As for whether this excuse would cause severe psychological trauma to Liu Feiyu, that was outside his scope of consideration.
In the afternoon, during a major course.
Chen Guan sat in the back row of the classroom, flipping through an ancient compendium of strange beasts.
He was multitasking, listening to Baal's venomous critiques of the beasts in the book inside his head.
"...The dragon has nine sons, and all nine are different? Bullshit, that's just a promiscuous long worm crossbreeding with different species to produce inferior goods..."
Right then, a small commotion broke out at the classroom door.
Chen Guan looked up.
Liu Feiyu stood at the door, still wearing his perfect smile.
However, his signature blonde hair had turned into a deep, solid black.
He was clearly here for Chen Guan. His gaze swept the classroom, landed straight on Chen Guan, and then he strode over.
[Holy crap! He dyed his hair black!]
[This perseverance, I yield. To get close to Brother Guan, he actually sacrificed his beloved blonde hair.]
[He really... I'm crying to death. So is Brother Guan going to be allergic to his black hair now?]
[It would be impolite to be allergic again.]
Chen Guan's gaze swept over the top of his head and then returned down to his book.
He treated the extra person at the door as an insignificant piece of decoration.
Liu Feiyu's footsteps stopped beside Chen Guan's desk.
The entire class's attention instantly focused on them.
"Classmate Chen, are you still allergic now?"
His voice was gentle, but Chen Guan could hear the suppressed irritation beneath it.
Chen Guan acted as if he hadn't heard.
He picked up his book and stood up.
Under the watchful eyes of Liu Feiyu and the whole class, he silently walked to an empty seat on the other side of the classroom.
He sat down and continued reading his book.
Fortunately, it was a lecture hall, so there were plenty of empty seats.
Throughout the entire process, he didn't say a single word or give a single glance.
Ignoring.
Is the highest form of contempt.
Liu Feiyu stood in place, the smile still on his face, looking as if he wasn't angry at all, and gracefully found a place to sit down.
The classroom was dead silent, the awkwardness in the air so thick you could almost wring water out of it.
Just then, everyone's mobile terminals simultaneously rang with a crisp notification sound, abruptly breaking the oppressive silence.
It was a mass notification from the academy.
Chen Guan also tapped open his terminal.
A message from Li Yan popped up.
[Notification: All members of the Tianshu Class are to gather at the East Gate of the academy at 8:00 AM this Friday. The first secret realm combat drill will take place.]
[Destination: D-Rank Secret Realm, Weeping Valley.]
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
