"Big sis, you’ve definitely been tricked by that man! See what I mean... I told you all men in this world are stinky, rotten scum who can’t be trusted!"
Xiao Wanwan stood in front of Xiao Sisi, waving her hands animatedly as she tried to convince her sister. Dark circles under her eyes betrayed a sleepless night.
As a devoted siscon with an obsessive love for her elder sister, the sight of another man’s traces on Xiao Sisi had kept her tossing and turning all night.
Luckily, that disgusting man seemed to have only pawed at her sister with his filthy hands and hadn’t yet tainted her pure soul.
To prevent Xiao Sisi from falling completely into that bastard’s clutches, she had to take action.
"N-no way, he just said he’d finish it today. What if he stayed up late writing the song and overslept?"
Xiao Sisi began making excuses, though she knew full well Jiang Che had already finished the song beforehand. Still, she stubbornly refused to admit it in front of her sister.
"You—Sis, you can’t fall for him! That scumbag is totally lying to you! Didn’t Mom say before she passed? There isn’t a single good man in this world!" Xiao Wanwan protested loudly.
Xiao Sisi fell silent, struggling to find a rebuttal—but the words stuck in her throat.
Seeing this, Xiao Wanwan stepped closer. "Sis, what’s so great about men anyway? He’s definitely just after your body. You’re so cute and pretty—who wouldn’t be tempted?"
Xiao Sisi hesitated. After all, she hadn’t known Jiang Che for long, and he always gave off a frivolous vibe.
But just as she wavered, a message from Jiang Che popped up.
"Ah! He texted me!" Xiao Sisi exclaimed excitedly, even holding up her phone to show Xiao Wanwan—as if flaunting it.
"It must be the song he sent. Wanwan, you have to trust me... Your big sis would never misjudge someone!"
A proud smile spread across Xiao Sisi’s face.
Xiao Wanwan: "..."
Seriously, sis, what’s there to be proud of?
Opening the file, they found a fully packaged song inside—complete with sheet music, lyrics, and even a demo version sung and recorded by Jiang Che himself.
"Wow, Wanwan, look! The song’s called Invisible Wings!"
Xiao Sisi eagerly opened the lyrics, and even Xiao Wanwan couldn’t help leaning in—though her eyes were filled with disdain.
"Hmph! Let’s see what this guy’s got. Calling himself a big shot? More like a con artist preying on naive girls!"
Ignoring her, Xiao Sisi began reading the lyrics aloud.
"Every time I wander alone, I grow stronger,"
"Every time I’m hurt, I refuse to shed tears."
After skimming the lyrics, Xiao Sisi’s face lit up. "Wanwan, these lyrics actually seem really good..."
"Pfft, garbage lyrics," Xiao Wanwan scoffed without even looking.
The guy who wrote this was trying to steal her sister—automatic -10,000 points.
Next, they played the melody and followed along with the sheet music. A soothing tune flowed out, leaving both girls momentarily stunned.
Xiao Sisi’s admiration for Jiang Che soared another level. With lyrics and melody like this... how could it possibly sound bad?
"So? I think the composition and arrangement are perfect for your youthful style."
"Hmph, I don’t wanna sing it. Just because the song and lyrics look decent doesn’t mean it’ll sound good," Xiao Wanwan muttered, still pouting.
Xiao Sisi smirked. Both sisters had some musical knowledge—just glancing at the sheet music and lyrics was enough to gauge a song’s quality.
This Invisible Wings was clearly an outstanding original piece.
Xiao Wanwan was just being stubborn.
Xiao Sisi’s lips curled up slightly. Jiang Che really is talented. With just a casual effort, he’s already reached the pinnacle of the music industry.
Glancing at her sister’s defiant expression, she clicked on Jiang Che’s pre-recorded vocal demo.
A rich, magnetic voice filled the air.
The God of Singing—activate!
The divine-level vocals instantly captivated both Xiao Sisi and Xiao Wanwan.
Though Invisible Wings was better suited for a girl’s voice, Jiang Che’s god-tier singing transcended gender. Even as a male vocalist, his voice could touch the depths of the human soul!
By the time the song ended, the two sisters were still lost in its spell.
His singing skill was practically overpowered—like a five-second stun lock. If Jiang Che were in an eroge universe, this ability would be no different from hypnosis.
Five seconds of control was more than enough for most men.
"Wanwan... any more objections? Your singing skills are nowhere near his, but your voice is sweet and perfect for this song. When we film the MV, you can dress as an angel... I can already picture it going viral!"
Xiao Sisi’s words stabbed straight into Xiao Wanwan’s heart.
"Sis~~~ What do you mean ‘nowhere near his’?"
"Am I wrong?" Xiao Sisi adjusted her glasses, dead serious.
"......"
As much as she hated to admit it, Xiao Wanwan knew... that mysterious bastard’s singing was light-years ahead of hers.
"Wait, hold on! Why does his voice sound so familiar? Isn’t this that blond guy who crashed my concert?"
Xiao Wanwan had an unforgettable impression of the blond troublemaker from her live show—and his singing had a very distinct tone.
"Yep, that’s him. His name’s Jiang Che. His last song, Father, blew up, and this Invisible Wings is just as high-quality. He’s crazy talented—if we latch onto him..."
"Sis!!! No way! If getting famous means sacrificing your happiness, I’d rather stay unknown!"
Xiao Sisi gave her sister a weird look. "Who said I’m unhappy? I had a great time on my date with Blondie!"
Snap!
Another knife plunged straight into Xiao Wanwan’s heart.
"Sis—"
"Enough, Wanwan. You’re not a kid anymore—you should understand your sister’s good intentions." Xiao Sisi reached out and gently patted Xiao Wanwan’s head.
Xiao Wanwan: "......"
You’re only a few minutes older than me! And you’re barely 150cm tall—we’re both kids here! At most... you just have a slightly better figure than me!
This hurts... I wanna cry!
Xiao Wanwan's intuition told her that her beloved elder sister was about to suffer a crushing defeat this time.
Damn that blond bastard! What a despicable, rotten lowlife!
The mere thought of her noble, pure sister being touched by that blond freak's filthy hands, kissed by his foul mouth, or even worse—
Ah—
It was enough to drive her mad!
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!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?"
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.”
