"Hey hey hey, I know you're grateful, but don't get too excited," Jiang Che said, deliberately provoking Xiao Wanwan again.
A siscon?
Sorry, but I’ll take both you and your sister. His favorite meal at the school cafeteria is rice topped with three different dishes!
"I’m grateful to your sister, my ass!" Xiao Wanwan’s temper flared up.
"What’s that got to do with me? No need to thank me... just thank my brother!" Yu Wan'er stepped in at just the right moment.
The sharp-witted Yu Wan'er had already figured out the situation—the girl Jiang Che had gone on a date with last time wasn’t Xiao Wanwan at all, but her older sister, Xiao Sisi!
The real Xiao Wanwan was the aggressive girl standing right in front of her.
As expected, the soft, bouncy idol persona on stage was just an act, a carefully maintained image!
Of course, the real villain here was Jiang Che, that damn pervert.
"You—" Xiao Wanwan stared at Yu Wan'er, who was slightly shorter than her, and found herself momentarily speechless.
"Me what? What’s the matter?" Yu Wan'er planted her hands on her hips. Screw the idol image—this was now a rivalry over a man!
Her petite face was full of arrogance and a hint of disdain.
Xiao Wanwan’s face flushed red as she glared at Yu Wan'er, but the girl in front of her was just too adorable—so much so that she couldn’t find a single flaw to criticize.
Among Jiang Che’s harem, Yu Wan'er was one of the few with a perfect 100 in looks—so cute that even if you wanted to scold her, you’d hesitate, wanting instead to cradle her in your hands or even hold her gently between your lips.
"You... you little shorty, shut up!"
Against Yu Wan'er, Xiao Wanwan’s only advantage was a few extra centimeters in height.
"You!!!" Yu Wan'er snapped. Height was her biggest sore spot!
Even Jiang Che knew better than to bring it up, or she’d throw a tantrum, biting and clawing like a furious kitten.
"So what if you’re a few centimeters taller? You think that makes you better than me?"
Xiao Wanwan’s temper flared again, and she mirrored Yu Wan'er’s stance, hands on hips. "Yeah, I do! I’m taller than you, and that’s that!"
"I’m prettier than you."
"I’m taller!"
"I’m cuter!"
"I’m taller!"
"Can’t you say anything else?"
"Even with your ahoge, you still wouldn’t reach my height!"
...
Jiang Che: "..."
Xiao Chuan: "..."
As expected, when two bratty girls meet, sparks are bound to fly.
Jiang Che could already foresee it—with Xiao Wanwan and Yu Wan'er under the same roof, the Jiang household was in for a chaotic future.
Though Xiao Chuan was Xiao Wanwan’s father, he didn’t dare intervene. After all, stepping into a fight between two girls was a no-win situation.
And from the looks of it... his daughter was actually holding her own!
Jiang Che watched the spectacle for a while but eventually stepped in.
He couldn’t just stand by and let his girl lose, could he?
He pulled Yu Wan'er behind him with one hand, giving Xiao Wanwan a cool glance before shifting his gaze to Xiao Sisi.
Xiao Sisi’s heart skipped a beat. Oh no, she’d been too caught up in the drama!
"Miss Xiao Sisi, I wrote songs for you for free, and now that I’ve been squeezed dry, not only do I get no thanks, but your sister even insults my girl?"
Xiao Sisi panicked, shooting a fierce glare at her sister.
"Sis~~~"
"Shut up! I’ve spoiled you rotten!"
Though Xiao Sisi was also petite, her stern expression carried an air of authority—enough to keep both her younger sisters in line.
"Apologize to her!" Xiao Sisi dragged Xiao Wanwan in front of Yu Wan'er.
"No way~~~ Sis, you’ve been brainwashed by that guy!" Xiao Wanwan’s face darkened as she protested.
Apologize to this tiny brat? No way!
That damn delinquent must’ve fed her sister some kind of love potion.
"APOLOGIZE!!!" Xiao Sisi’s sharp tone startled Xiao Wanwan.
After a long, reluctant pause, Xiao Wanwan finally sniffled and muttered, "S-sorry..."
When she looked up and saw Yu Wan'er’s smug grin, she nearly exploded with rage.
"Wow, a big star apologizing to me? No hard feelings~~~" Yu Wan'er beamed with delight.
"Hmph!" Xiao Wanwan shot a glare at both Yu Wan'er and Jiang Che—especially Jiang Che. She hated that guy with a passion.
Xiao Chuan, meanwhile, had stayed silent the entire time.
Only after Jiang Che and Yu Wan'er left did he approach Xiao Sisi.
"Sisi... how well do you know that Jiang Che?"
Xiao Sisi lowered her head, fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes. "Know him"? That thrilling date of theirs had nearly crossed the final line.
"W-well enough..." she murmured.
Crack!
Xiao Chuan’s face froze, a wave of dread washing over him.
No way...
Had that damn delinquent already made his move? Had he met Sisi before?
This was a disaster!
"Dad, Sis already went on a date with that guy! That Jiang Che is definitely bad news!"
Xiao Wanwan seemed to have found an ally—if anyone could intervene now, it was Xiao Chuan.
"You two went on a date?!" Xiao Chuan’s face paled.
Damn it, the delinquent had already struck!
Jiang Che’s reputation was infamous—a notorious playboy. And now he had his sights set on his daughter? Nothing good could come of this.
Xiao Sisi’s flushed silence told Xiao Chuan everything he needed to know.
As an experienced man, he could guess exactly what had happened.
His sweet, naive eldest daughter... had probably already been defiled by that bastard Jiang Che!
"Mr. Xiao Chuan, I’m 20 years old. I’m at the age where I should be dating. I have the right to pursue love freely," Xiao Sisi declared, clenching her fists.
Opposing her sister, opposing her father—she was ready to stand her ground, no matter the cost.
"You—"
Xiao Chuan’s heart ached. In his carelessness... that damn delinquent had infiltrated his home!
He wanted to strangle Jiang Che right then and there. His previous indifference toward delinquents had now escalated into outright hatred—if a golden retriever walked past him right now, he’d probably slap it twice.
"Sisi, Jiang Che... he’s not a good man. He’s a womanizer. You’ve been tricked! The number of beauties around him is endless—that girl earlier wasn’t his cousin, she’s one of his women!"
......
Meanwhile, Yu Wan'er was in high spirits, practically skipping down the street.
Jiang Che standing up for her had felt amazing—she’d never been so satisfied before. Ahem... mentally, that is, not physically.
"Mwah~~~"
The girl hopped in front of Jiang Che and planted a quick peck on his lips.
Then her expression turned serious again.
"Jiang Che, I know you're determined to win over all three Xiao sisters. Do you have a way to make Xiao Wanwan fall for you?"
Yu Wan'er's thought process was always uniquely bizarre.
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. "What are you scheming now?"
This girl was always full of mischief—no doubt plotting something devious!
Yu Wan'er stuck out her tongue playfully. "I can't stand Xiao Wanwan. Make her fall for you, then shower me with affection right in front of her. Let her stew in jealousy!"
Jiang Che was stunned.
Damn, even the most obscure tactics weren’t beyond her reach.
"What? Did she piss you off?"
Yu Wan'er crossed her arms. "She called me short!"
"Isn’t that the truth? In our circle, you’re the second shortest—just barely taller than Huangdoufen, and only because of your ahoge."
"Jiang Che! You’re the short one!!!"
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...
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.”
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
