Yu Wan'er was filled with panic and insecurity. Aside from Jiang Che and her mother, she had no one else to rely on.
She couldn’t bear the thought of how heartbroken she would be if Jiang Che stopped doting on her.
"Wuwuwu... you stingy jerk, I admit I was wrong, okay?" Yu Wan'er pouted unhappily, hugging Huangdoufen (a cat) in her arms and using its fluffy fur to wipe her tears.
"Meow meow meow~~~" Huangdoufen flicked its tail, using it to dab at Yu Wan'er’s tears, looking utterly silly and adorable.
"Wuwuwu... you dumb cat, you don’t even know how to compete for his affection..." Yu Wan'er’s tears fell like rain. The two catgirls at home, Huangdoufen and Su Mianmian, did nothing but eat and sleep all day, completely uninterested in vying for Jiang Che’s attention.
They only sought him out during their mating season, which lasted just a day or two each month. But Jiang Che? He was in heat every single day!
"Stupid Jiang Che, I’m going to complain to Sister Yaoyao!"
With that, the little loli wiped her tears with her sleeve, patted her butt, and stood up. She’d rather endure a few beatings than be neglected like this by Jiang Che.
Ye Mengyao’s residence wasn’t particularly remote, but she had been in seclusion lately.
Knock knock knock~
"Sister Yaoyao, are you home?" Yu Wan'er called out as she rapped on the door.
But no one answered.
"Huh... did Sister Yaoyao go back to the Ye family?" Yu Wan'er muttered to herself.
Just as she was about to leave, the door slowly creaked open.
A figure emerged, and when Yu Wan'er saw who it was, her eyes widened in shock, her mouth forming a perfect "O" as if she could swallow an egg whole.
"You... you’re Sister Yaoyao?"
Her voice was thick with disbelief.
Ye Mengyao had changed drastically. The refined aura of a wealthy young lady had vanished, replaced by an ethereal, indifferent demeanor. Her eyes were like tranquil orchids in a secluded valley.
Her once glossy, jet-black hair had turned completely white, cascading down her back like snow. Dressed in white, she seemed untouchable—a figure of icy detachment.
"Wan'er, is something the matter?"
Ye Mengyao recognized her and spoke softly, but her tone was distant, devoid of the warmth they once shared. The two had been inseparable best friends, the kind who even slept in the same bed.
"Si-Sister Yaoyao... what happened to you?" Yu Wan'er took a step back. It felt like Ye Mengyao’s soul had been replaced—her Sister Yaoyao would never treat her so coldly.
"It’s nothing. I’ve just cultivated a new technique," Ye Mengyao replied with a faint smile, picking up a hairpin to tie up her snowy locks. The gesture only amplified her aloofness.
"Sister Yaoyao, your... your cultivation?"
Yu Wan'er’s eyes bulged. She couldn’t sense Ye Mengyao’s power at all!
She had been diligently dual-cultivating with Jiang Che every day, and her cultivation had recently broken through to the Shattering Heaven stage.
Ye Mengyao’s talent had always been average—just half a month ago, she had only just reached the Heavenly Origin realm. Yet in less than a month, she had surpassed Yu Wan'er?
"A change in technique led to some progress. Was there something you needed, Wan'er?" Ye Mengyao smiled faintly.
"Oh... oh, right! It’s about... about Jiang Che," Yu Wan'er mumbled, her eyes still scrutinizing Ye Mengyao.
Something was very wrong, but she couldn’t pinpoint what. Aside from her colder aura and white hair, everything else seemed the same.
"Jiang Che..." Ye Mengyao murmured thoughtfully.
Yu Wan'er decided to just blurt it all out. "Sister Yaoyao, we need to work harder! What if we lose his favor?"
Her face was frantic with worry, but Ye Mengyao’s next words froze her in place.
"Why compete for favor? ‘Ever since ancient times, love’s excess breeds only regret; the sweetest dreams are the first to fade.’"
"Loving someone who loves many is destined to end in tragedy. What’s the point of romance? It’s better to be free of it."
Ye Mengyao’s expression remained placid, as if stating an obvious truth.
"Sister Yaoyao, what are you saying?! You adored Jiang Che! Sure, he’s a flirt... but he’s never mistreated us!" Yu Wan'er’s alarm grew.
Demonic possession!
That had to be it. Her Sister Yaoyao had succumbed to inner demons—obsessed with Jiang Che’s love, she had grown resentful and lost control during her cultivation.
"Wan'er, you’re the one ensnared by obsession. Jiang Che walks the Path of Many Loves. You’re bright, Wan'er... join me in cultivating the Path of Forgotten Love instead."
"The Path of Forgotten Love begins with awakening to love, deepening it, reaching its peak... and then letting go. To forget love isn’t to become heartless, but to hold love in your heart without being shackled by it—unburdened by desire, unshaken by attachment..."
Yu Wan'er stumbled back in horror, her eyes blazing as she glared at the woman before her.
"You’re not Sister Yaoyao! Who are you?!"
"Sister Yaoyao would never say such things! Did you possess her?!" she shrieked.
Jiang Che had once told her about powerful cultivators reincarnating by seizing mortal bodies, erasing the original soul entirely.
"I’ll fight you! Give Sister Yaoyao back! Take this—hyaaa!"
Yu Wan'er lunged, clawing and kicking like a wildcat, but Ye Mengyao effortlessly subdued her with a single graceful motion.
"You monster! Give me back my Sister Yaoyao!"
"You’re done for! Sister Yaoyao is Jiang Che’s woman—I’ve already called him! Just wait... he’ll avenge her!!!"
Tears streamed down Yu Wan'er’s face. In her eyes, Ye Mengyao was gone forever.
"It’s not possession. It’s disillusionment," Ye Mengyao said softly. "Do you know why I secluded myself? To cultivate until I could stand proudly beside Jiang Che."
"But during this seclusion... I realized the truth of the Path of Forgotten Love. Jiang Che uses us as tools for his cultivation. If he walks the Path of Many Loves, why shouldn’t I walk the Path of Forgotten Love?"
Her voice was hypnotic, a whisper that coiled around Yu Wan'er’s mind.
Then she rose and stepped closer.
"Little Wan'er... don’t you resent Jiang Che too? His endless flirtations, his fickleness... is a man like that truly worth loving?" Ye Mengyao leaned in, her breath ghosting over Yu Wan'er’s ear.
Yu Wan'er trembled, her gaze growing unfocused. Memories of Jiang Che’s infidelities flashed through her mind.
A man who discarded old flames for new ones, who fell for every pretty face... was he really worth her love?
Yu Wan'er's heart was stirred by resentment, and it grew stronger by the moment.
Perhaps she should follow Ye Mengyao's path of severing emotions, forgetting love altogether...
"No, no—I fell for that jerk... He saved my mom, and he bullied me too. He’s not a jerk, wuuu~~~" Yu Wan'er burst into tears, her words even becoming incoherent.
Watching Yu Wan'er in such a state, a flicker of pity flashed in Ye Mengyao's eyes. "So shackled by love... how pitiful."
And just then—BANG!
The door was violently kicked open by a certain notorious young master who preferred to remain unnamed.
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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!
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?!
