"Shen Yu???"
The moment Ye Mengyao caught sight of Shen Yu, she nearly exploded with rage!
Unlike Qin Qiaoqiao, her impression of this woman was far from favorable.
Back then, when she had struggled with a problem and approached Shen Yu for help, all she got in return was a dismissive "You're too stupid!"
Those four words—"You're too stupid"—were like a dagger to the pride of a haughty young lady like her.
"Ye Mengyao! Classmates should get along and not pick fights with each other..."
Jiang Che's voice reached Ye Mengyao's ears.
Damn it~~~
Ye Mengyao clenched her delicate fists.
[Hmph, I thought you were some aloof ice queen, but you're just another sly fox.]
She shot a glance at Shen Yu's flimsy nightgown and gritted her teeth.
"Alright, alright, you're both girls. What conflict can't be resolved? If it really comes down to it, I'll step in and mediate!"
With one arm around Ye Mengyao and the other around Shen Yu, Jiang Che pulled them both close.
Ye Mengyao panicked. By now, she was something of an "old hand" and could easily read between the lines of Jiang Che's words.
Ugh, there was no way she'd ever agree to... with this vixen!
"Sigh~"
Jiang Che exhaled dramatically. Clearly, it was up to him, the professional mediator, to save the day.
Just then, the system's voice chimed in.
[Ding! The luck of the 'Son of Destiny,' Ye Liangchen, has fluctuated. Host receives 1000 points.]
[Ding! The luck of the 'Son of Destiny,' Ye Liangchen, has been severed.]
[Overall rating: S-tier. Host receives rewards: Source Code of the Ultimate Show-Off System, Epic Treasure Chest.]
Jiang Che frowned. "Who the hell is Ye Liangchen?"
For a moment, he couldn’t even recall who this guy was.
[Ding! Friendly reminder from the system: Ye Liangchen, the 'Son of Destiny,' was bound to the 'Ultimate Show-Off System.' As long as he showed off, he grew stronger.]
Jiang Che was still baffled. He only knew of this "Son of Destiny" in passing, but having always operated from the shadows, he’d never actually met Ye Liangchen.
Naturally, he had no idea the guy even had an "Ultimate Show-Off System."
"But it doesn’t matter anymore. Brother Qiang will handle it."
Jiang Che had full confidence in Brother Qiang’s abilities. So far... every "Son of Destiny" who fell into Brother Qiang’s hands underwent a thorough "rehabilitation" in no time.
...
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit basement somewhere.
After a full month of relentless torment, the "stock market prodigy," Qin Tian, had finally broken.
This was no life for a human being!
Beside him, Ye Liangchen had also completed his descent into darkness.
[Ding! Host has pulled off a deranged act. Reward: 3 days' worth of inner energy.]
Ye Liangchen scratched his head. "What the hell is this chattering in my ears?"
[...]
[Ding! System detects host lacks the will to show off. Initiating automatic unbinding...]
[Beep beep beep! Unbinding failed! Detected unknown virus intrusion!!! System activating emergency defenses!!!]
[Ding! System defenses breached. Forced unbinding in progress...]
A flash of red light flickered as Ye Liangchen’s system desperately resisted some unspeakable force—only to be utterly crushed, falling silent forever.
"Liangchen, what are you doing? Focus."
Brother Qiang’s deep voice rang out, snapping Ye Liangchen back to reality. Just hearing that voice now sent shivers down his spine.
"Brother Qiang, there was just some mosquito buzzing in my ear!"
"There’s no way a mosquito could be here. Now that I’ve reached the Grandmaster realm, no living thing can escape my senses."
The icy voice belonged to Lin Yu, the first "Son of Destiny" to embrace the darkness.
That’s right—Lin Yu, now fully corrupted, had ascended to the rank of Grandmaster!
"Darkness amplifies power tenfold; redemption weakens it by three."
It was almost unbelievable. In less than a year, Lin Yu had gone from the early stages of Dark Force to Grandmaster—a pace that put most "Sons of Destiny" to shame.
Though his path to power had been... unconventional, to say the least.
......
With Jiang Che’s intervention as mediator, the conflict between Shen Yu and Ye Mengyao was quickly resolved.
In Jiang Che’s world, there was no such thing as an irreconcilable dispute between girls.
At the dining table...
Shen Yu ate her meal in small, delicate bites. In just one day, her entire worldview had been shattered.
Though she was naturally reserved, she still understood propriety and shame—yet today, all sense of shame had been tossed aside.
Still, Jiang Che’s cooking was undeniably delicious. Exhausted from the day’s... activities, Shen Yu was starving. She lowered her head and shoveled another big bite into her mouth.
[You damn pervert, always flirting with women. I hope you get an STD.]
[No, no—I shouldn’t curse him with that. Better to wish for erectile dysfunction. Ugh...]
Jiang Che sat at the head of the table, exuding the aura of a household patriarch.
His daily life was monotonous and dull: jogging in Yu Wan’er’s size-38 shoes, training with Chen Ningshuang, or indulging in a round of "Stir-Fried Little Fish."
But Shen Yu was new here. Even Yu Wan’er’s stamina now surpassed hers.
Weak constitution meant... life under Jiang Che’s roof would be even more grueling.
The key to perfecting "Stir-Fried Little Fish" lay in high-heat cooking!
Three days later, Shen Yu cracked.
"Jiang Che, I’m going home."
She confronted him with a stern face, but there was no way Jiang Che would let her off so easily.
"Oh? Little Yu, are you scared?"
"You want me to let you go? Fine... I’ll release you the moment you fall for me."
Propping his chin on one hand, Jiang Che smirked, fully embracing his role as the shameless rogue.
"I don’t know how to 'fall for someone.' Being with you doesn’t stir anything in my heart."
Shen Yu spoke bluntly. For any man, those words would be a crushing blow.
But Jiang Che understood—this was just who Shen Yu was. The concept of "love" simply didn’t exist in her emotional vocabulary. Did anyone really think "absolute rationality" was just a joke?
She could react. She could even feel desire. But her heart remained untouched.
Even if the most handsome man in the world stood before her... the outcome would be the same.
Yet Jiang Che refused to accept that. The greater the challenge, the sweeter the victory.
Shen Yu? She was his. And not even Jesus could change that.
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?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
