"Mother! Mother, please calm down!"
Jia Ling'er spread her arms, using her petite frame to shield Jiang Che.
The Jialan Empress halted, gazing coldly at her daughter, her eyes fixed on Jia Ling'er's right hand.
By now, most of Jia Ling'er's right hand had turned to stone. Soon, her entire arm would become immobile, and eventually, she would petrify completely.
"Jia Ling'er!!!"
The Empress could barely contain her fury.
"I told you to stop falling for him! How could you still—"
Jia Ling'er's face twisted with sorrow. "Mother... I may not understand, but you should know better than anyone. The hardest thing to control... is the heart. I didn’t want to love him, but I... I couldn’t help it."
At first, she had hated Jiang Che—hated him for defiling her purity, hated him for taking so much from her.
But that’s how love-addled minds work. Hatred festered... until it twisted into affection.
"You—!" The Jialan Empress was on the verge of losing it.
[Ding! Host successfully trolled the Jialan Empress, rewarded with 500 million points.]
Hell yeah! There was nothing quite like fleecing a supreme ruler right under her nose.
"Ling'er, you’ve been consumed by inner demons. Once I kill this brat, you’ll return to normal!"
The Empress raised her hand, summoning countless barriers in the void, trapping Jia Ling'er securely within a protective dome.
Then, chains wreathed in black flames materialized from thin air, lashing toward Jiang Che!
In this dreamscape, the Jialan Empress was an absolute deity—a being of the void.
Even across dimensions, her power was barely diminished. Had this been the Nine Heavens, even a half-immortal dragged into her realm would face mortal peril.
Thud!
A chain pierced straight through Jiang Che’s collarbone, the black flames charring half his body.
"Oh? Why didn’t you dodge?" The Empress looked down at him with icy disdain.
Jiang Che: "..."
Seriously, bitch? At that speed, who the hell could dodge?
Of course, he could have dodged—but why bother? A little fatal injury was nothing!
He’d played the martyr before. His performance during the heavenly tribulation had even made Yu Wan'er sob her heart out.
Today, Jiang Che was the epitome of devotion!
Cough cough "Because... I’m not afraid!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale but resolute.
"Not afraid? Then die!!!"
The madwoman struck without hesitation. The chains impaling Jiang Che’s shoulder erupted with power!
[Ding! Phoenix’s Protection activated. Host successfully revived!]
Jiang Che: "..."
I didn’t even get to savor death, and now I’m back?
This psycho... she’s really trying to kill me!!!
"Hmm? A revival technique... No matter how many tricks you have, today you will die!"
Just as the Empress prepared to strike again, Jiang Che gripped the chains. "Your Majesty, why are you so determined to kill me?"
The Jialan Empress glanced at Jia Ling'er and smirked. So, her daughter hadn’t told him about the ancestral curse.
Pathetic. The Jialan Empress, infamous for her ruthlessness, had somehow birthed a love-struck fool.
If not for the three centuries she’d spent carrying this child, she’d have suspected a mix-up at birth.
But then... a cold idea flickered in her mind.
"Ling'er, the ancestral curse isn’t baseless. Human men are the best liars. Let me prove it to you."
With that, she yanked Jiang Che closer by the chains.
Now barely two meters apart, Jiang Che could even catch the faint orchid-like scent of her skin—though this was no delicate flower, but a venomous rose.
Lifting his gaze, blood trickling from his lips, Jiang Che met the Empress’s eyes with eerie calm.
[Damn, up close, this Empress is hotter than a figurine. That skin... The 3D art world is missing out.]
[Total goddess. These chains got me feeling some type of way... Almost makes me wish for a little whip action... Ahem!]
[But she’s brutal. One wrong move, and I’d be dead without my cheat cards.]
"Fine, I’ll tell you. The curse in our mermaid bloodline forbids us from loving humans—or we slowly turn to stone."
She pointed at Jia Ling'er’s petrified arm, her voice dripping with venom.
"See that? Ling'er is already petrifying. It’s irreversible. Even if I separate you two for eternity, she’ll keep turning to stone—unless..."
"You die!!!"
The Empress’s teeth clenched.
"So now you understand? This is why you must die. As her mother, I’d wage war on the world for Ling'er—even if it means defying the entire Jiang Family!"
She had everything under control. Kill Jiang Che, and peace would be restored.
"Oh—" Jiang Che’s eyes dimmed.
"Ha! Didn’t you claim to love Ling'er?"
"If you truly do... surely you don’t want to watch her petrify?" The Empress laughed, her smile colder than death.
Jiang Che: "..."
Wow, stealing my lines now?
"If you love her... then you’ll die for her, won’t you?"
The Empress leaned in, her whisper a serpent’s hiss against his ear.
But she never expected Jiang Che’s mind to be... elsewhere.
[So... so white.]
"Jiang Che, no! Don’t do anything reckless!!!"
"Mother! Your Majesty, please stop pressuring him!"
Jia Ling'er’s desperate cries snapped Jiang Che back to reality.
Honestly, he felt a twinge of guilt. I’m such a bastard.
"Your Majesty... I choose death."
His words stunned even the Empress.
"You... what did you say?"
"I said I’m willing to die." Jiang Che’s voice was eerily calm.
"Heh... Hahaha! Good. Here’s a blade. Kill yourself now—your soul will scatter beyond even a immortal’s power to revive."
"Of course, suicide is the dignified way. If you refuse dignity... I’ll grant it to you."
While most families had wicked mothers-in-law tormenting daughters-in-law, Jiang Che got stuck with a murderous mother-in-law hellbent on slaughtering her son-in-law!
"Jiang Che! No!!! Don’t do it!!!" Jia Ling'er screamed, her voice raw with anguish.
Never had she imagined Jiang Che would choose death for her sake.
In an instant, her affection for him skyrocketed—and with it, the petrification accelerated.

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.”

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?"

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...

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]