"What???"
Wang Yanran was utterly stunned, her entire body frozen in shock.
"Anti-Qi bullet coating? Just applying this to bullets can ignore the protective Qi of ancient martial artists?"
"Exactly. With this coating, even a small handgun can easily pierce through a Grandmaster's defensive aura. A regular cop wouldn’t have to fear a martial arts master anymore—true equality for all."
Jiang Che's smile deepened as he scooted closer to Wang Yanran, reducing the distance between them to almost zero.
Wang Yanran didn’t recoil, still too shocked to react.
"Yanran-jie, there’s also this ‘Equalizer Device.’ It emits a special frequency of infrasound waves that disrupts the internal energy flow of martial artists. It’s especially effective against those below the master level. So, tempted yet?"
Jiang Che leaned in further, his grin carrying a hint of mischief.
"I am..." Wang Yanran blurted out instinctively before her face flushed crimson.
"Ugh! You little brat, trying to trick me, huh? Who’d be tempted by you?"
Jiang Che looked baffled. "Yanran-jie... I wasn’t tricking you. What are you talking about? Or... do you have a guilty conscience? Could it be... you’ve already fallen for me?"
Wang Yanran clenched her fists. "You wish!"
Despite her embarrassment, she didn’t outright reject him. She just rolled her eyes and ignored his restless hands.
"Enough joking around. Jiang Che, be serious with me... Are these things real? Do they actually work?"
Wang Yanran’s expression turned grave.
"Dragon Country has paid a heavy price trying to regulate martial artists. If these tools are real, the law’s grip on them would tighten significantly—especially lately, with so many rogue martial artists popping up out of nowhere."
Jiang Che chuckled. "Yanran-jie, do you really think I’d lie about something this important?"
Wang Yanran fell silent, studying him carefully.
"Aren’t you afraid the martial world will come after you for this?"
After all, Jiang Che’s inventions would essentially slap shackles on every martial artist.
What good is being a lofty master if a tiny handgun can take you down? The entire martial world would want him dead.
"Heh, no need to scare me, Yanran-jie. Dragon Country’s higher-ups never planned to wipe out martial artists. With the nation’s resources, crushing them all wouldn’t be harder than putting down a rebellion."
"What really bothers you are the unruly ones—just like the law only binds criminals."
Wang Yanran nodded. Jiang Che wasn’t wrong.
Why were martial artists such a headache for the police? Because some mediocre, self-important freelancers thought their skills put them above the law.
Most were just Dark Force Martial Artists—too strong to take down hand-to-hand, but too weak to justify shooting.
Grandmasters had already been recruited by the state, and a few pacified masters kept the rest in line. Even the strongest didn’t dare make a move—because showing off meant instant annihilation.
But Jiang Che’s ‘Equalizer Device’ could effectively suppress low-level martial artists.
Mass-produce these, equip every police station nationwide, and any martial artist within a six-mile radius would be reduced to an ordinary person. Public safety would skyrocket.
"Xiao Che, I believe you. This is too important... I need to tell my dad first, then report it to the provincial bureau."
Wang Yanran’s expression grew even more serious. She knew the stakes.
But Jiang Che suddenly wrapped an arm around her waist. "Yanran-jie, I just handed you a game-changer—betrayed the entire martial world for you. Don’t I deserve a reward?"
Wang Yanran blinked, then crossed her arms. Even in her police uniform, her ample curves strained against the fabric—thankfully, the uniform was sturdy, or the buttons would’ve flown off long ago.
"What kind of reward do you want?"
"Anything you give me, I’ll take!" Jiang Che smirked, oozing shameless charm.
Wang Yanran glanced at her watch and raised an eyebrow.
"It’s past seven. Come home with me."
Without another word, she headed to her car.
Jiang Che: "???"
Was his police-officer crush always this bold?
Following her, he couldn’t shake the feeling of being led around like a puppy.
No way! Must be his imagination!
Even if he was a dog, he was a wolf—one that bites back!
Still, he trailed after her with a grin.
"Yanran-jie, you can have your way with me tonight. I won’t make a sound."
Jiang Che buckled himself into the passenger seat eagerly. In front of Officer Wang, he was a model citizen—though he never wore seatbelts otherwise.
Wang Yanran burst out laughing at his antics. "You really are like a dog!"
"Woof woof~" Jiang Che barked, his grin widening.
She sighed. When had he become such a little menace?
As kids playing house, he’d been shy and awkward, blushing at the slightest touch. She’d even dressed him in her skirts back then.
Who’d have thought he’d grow up into a playboy?
...
Wang Yanran’s place was a spacious single apartment, impeccably tidy.
"Hmph. What, not big enough for you? Not as fancy as your ‘golden villa’ full of girls?"
She flicked her hair. "I’m not stepping foot in that place."
"What a shame. You could’ve met some lovely sisters." Jiang Che feigned disappointment.
"Keep talking, and I’ll gift you a pair of silver bracelets. That’s called ‘group indecency,’ you know."
Wang Yanran pouted, waving a pair of handcuffs threateningly.
"Ranran-jie, do you really think cuffs can hold a peak-level master?"
"But hey, keep them handy. They’ll come in useful later."
Wang Yanran: "..."
This guy had no shame!
And she couldn’t even do anything about it.
"Yanran-jie, I’ll cook first. A feast—gotta fuel up for the night!"
"Order anything. I can make it all. That’s how good I am."
It wasn’t arrogance. With his SSS-tier divine culinary skills, Jiang Che had mastered over a hundred thousand dishes from every cuisine in history.
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!
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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?!
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?"
