Jiang Che's exam results shocked many people!
Especially at school!
"How is this possible? How could Jiang Che achieve such a score? How did he get a perfect score in English?"
Wang Lili sat in the office, her brows furrowed.
Although her impression of Jiang Che had changed somewhat, deep down, she still couldn't shake off the ingrained belief that "Jiang Che is a bad student."
After all, in her eyes: poor grades = lazy and incompetent = bad student.
"Lili, we've all seen Jiang Che's results. There's no issue. His grades have improved significantly over the past few months," a young female teacher chimed in.
In truth, everyone knew the unspoken truth. Given Jiang Che's status, even if he had somehow obtained the exam papers beforehand and cheated openly... who would dare to speak up?
"Teacher Lili, your daughter Qiaoqiao has been quite close to Jiang Che lately. Could it be that Qiaoqiao tutored him, leading to his improved grades?"
Wang Lili's lips twitched.
Tutoring, my foot! Look at the situation before flattering, will you?
Jiang Che scored 745 points, while her own daughter, Qin Qiaoqiao, only managed 702, barely securing third place. Even that Yu Wan'er scored a few points higher than Qin Qiaoqiao.
Still, she had to admit, the flattery did feel good.
"Hmph, of course. I am, after all, Jiang Che's English teacher. He just didn't study before, but he's actually very smart. Now that my Qiaoqiao has guided him onto the right path, his grades naturally skyrocketed," Wang Lili shamelessly declared, leaving the other teachers in the office utterly speechless.
But what could they say? None of them had a beautiful and adorable daughter like hers.
......
At a bus station in Hangcheng.
Two figures stepped off the bus. One was an old man in a Zhongshan suit, with white hair and an air of mystery as he stood with his hands behind his back.
Beside him was an elderly woman wearing a mask and a headscarf.
"Whew... after ten years in the mountains, returning to the secular world... the changes are immense," Lin Xiaotian remarked, gazing at the bustling streets of Hangcheng, filled with vehicles and people. His heart was filled with reflection.
Ten years ago, he had just stepped into the realm of a grandmaster, full of arrogance. He believed that with his grandmaster-level cultivation and ghostly medical skills, he could dominate the ancient martial arts world.
He wanted to roam the world with his sword, challenging masters everywhere, boasting that he could "punch the nursing home in the south and kick the kindergarten in the north."
He had heard that the eighteen martial monks of Shaolin were all peak-level experts, and their combined staff techniques could even make a grandmaster retreat.
So, he decided to challenge Shaolin. But in his haste, he mistook the Shaolin Temple for the local police station and charged in with two kitchen knives!
And then... well, there was no "and then." He was forcibly exiled from the secular world and confined for ten years.
"Hmph... I wonder how that rascal Lin Yu is doing now," Lin Xiaotian thought of his disciple, who had inherited 90% of his skills. The remaining 10%? Well, that was his secret stash of techniques. After all, he didn't want to teach his disciple everything and end up starving himself.
He was counting on Lin Yu to take care of him in his old age!
Beside him, Zhou Xuemei's eyes narrowed. She felt the urge to kill. Ever since she developed premature aging syndrome, she had grown to despise others' gazes and hated being seen by anyone.
But for Lin Yu's sake, she was willing to come down the mountain. Lately, she had been feeling uneasy, as if something big was about to happen to Lin Yu.
Why would a peak-level expert like her, ranked 19th on the assassin leaderboard, take Lin Yu as her disciple?
The reason was simple... and it was something only she knew.
She once had a child, but due to the sensitive nature of her assassin identity, she was forced to separate from her baby shortly after birth.
When she met Lin Yu, she felt an inexplicable closeness to him. So, almost as if bewitched, she followed him up the mountain, and that was ten years ago. Even if he wasn't her biological child, he might as well have been.
"Brother Xiaotian, let's go find Lin Yu. For some reason, I've been feeling more and more uneasy lately," Zhou Xuemei said.
Lin Xiaotian waved his hand dismissively.
"Why the rush? That brat Lin Yu has his own destiny. I feel like this is a turning point, a chance for the fish to leap through the dragon's gate!"
Lin Xiaotian's expression was full of confidence, but clearly... leaping through the dragon's gate was unlikely. More like getting stuck in a steel gate!
Zhou Xuemei still couldn't shake her worry. "Brother Xiaotian, let's split up for now. I'll go find Lin Yu alone."
Lin Xiaotian nodded indifferently. "Do as you please."
He had his own personal grudge to settle!
Over a decade ago, when he had just entered the grandmaster realm, he went around challenging dojos, easily defeating nine of them.
Then he came across a dojo called the "New Concept Unlimited Mixed Martial Arts Gym," where he encountered an old man named Ai Shouying.
Back then, Ai Shouying was also at the early grandmaster stage, but Lin Xiaotian suffered a crushing defeat and even lost one of his... well, let's just say it was a painful experience. Fortunately, as the leader of the Ghost Doctor Sect, Ai Shouying used his secret technique, the Three Revolutions Revival Needle, to save Lin Xiaotian's... dignity.
This ultimate technique was something he hadn't even taught Lin Yu.
"Ai Shouying!!! The blood debt from ten years ago will be settled today!"
A terrifying aura began to condense around Lin Xiaotian, his killing intent almost materializing. Truly fearsome!
......
Zhou Xuemei's intuition was spot on. Lin Yu was indeed in a pitiful state, having recently undergone gender reassignment surgery and now living as a woman.
But her guess wasn't entirely accurate, because Lin Yu wasn't suffering.
In fact, she was quite happy, especially after completing the surgery. Though her demeanor was still somewhat cold, she had found true love.
But at this moment, Lin Yu was furious!
"Wuwuwu... Lin, you have to stand up for me!" Brother Qiang, leaning on a cane and clutching his swollen face, was crying to Lin Yu.
"What happened?" Lin Yu clenched her fists, her expression calm but restrained.
In the past, a single word from Jiang Che would have made her spit blood in anger. But now... her personality had changed completely, her demeanor cold yet composed.
Brother Qiang sobbed, "It's that guy Ye Liangchen, the one I told you about a couple of days ago. He took advantage of me when I wasn't looking... escaped, and almost beat me to death!"
To think that he, a top underworld boss, the second-in-command of Hangcheng's underground world, could be beaten up by one man?
Lin Yu's eyes flashed with anger. "A dark force martial artist, right? I'll make him pay."
She was furious, truly furious. For Brother Qiang's sake, she had even willingly undergone gender reassignment surgery. Though it was a bit twisted and extreme, it was a unique kind of deep affection, wasn't it?
Meanwhile, Ye Liangchen, who had just escaped, felt a sudden chill in his... lower regions!
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.”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
