That evening.
Major media outlets were first forced to apologize for their previous false news.
Then without any hesitation, they posted new headlines in large, eye-catching fonts.
[Shocking! Miss Su proves to be peerless! Subdues members of two great families!]
[Horrifying! Shangguan Xiao crawls on the ground with a twisted face - who was behind this?]
[Unbelievable! Miss Su declares all Wang City families are mere pushovers! Not worth fighting!]
[Arrogant! Su Muwan claims everyone in Wang City must kneel and call her queen!]
Clicking the headlines revealed multiple photos of Shangguan Xiao and Long Jiuxiao with dumbfounded and bewildered expressions.
Plus one image showing Su Muwan's arrogant expression.
The comments below were overwhelmingly negative.
"How arrogant! What does it matter if Su Muwan reached Peak Realm? With such character, she won't go far!"
"This is infuriating! I wasn't even there but I can tell Su Muwan's arrogance knows no bounds!"
"Hey, didn't anyone notice her follower is quite handsome?"
"Yeah, right? Wonder if he's being forced by Su Muwan?"
"Despicable witch, let's all call Su Muwan a witch!"
"Witch +1"
"Witch +2"
23:00
In a luxury suite.
"Hey! This is ridiculous! These media outlets are way too dramatic!!"
"When did I ever say such things?!"
Su Muwan lay on a bean bag chair.
Her jade-white legs naturally rested on someone's lap.
She scrolled through V-blog's trending topics, finding that her keywords dominated the top ten.
Although... these headlines were completely inaccurate!
And most importantly!
Su Muwan glared at Qin Luo, who was massaging her legs, and whined: "Qin Luo, tell me, have I ever forced you to do anything?"
Qin Luo, who had been admiring what was in his hands, snapped back to attention and chuckled: "No, this is entirely voluntary."
Hmm...
Su Muwan wondered if it was due to her cultivation technique.
The cold energy in her body seemed to have intensified.
She'd need to give her a few acupuncture treatments later to dispel the cold.
However...
Also because of the cultivation technique.
Qin Luo stared at her crystal-like feet and swallowed slightly.
The feeling... was so nice.
Wanted to taste.
"Hmph!"
"At least this little Qin Luo knows his place!"
Seeing Qin Luo's loyal demeanor, Su Muwan's lips couldn't help but curve upward.
That's right!
She never forced anyone to do anything.
With that, she went back to arguing with netizens.
As Qin Luo continued massaging her legs, suddenly.
Knock knock~!
A knocking sound came from outside.
Then, a timid voice: "Um... is anyone there..."
Su Muwan: ??
Qin Luo: ??
They exchanged glances, then she gestured at Qin Luo with her lips: "Go check, I think it sounds like that little fool."
For some reason, Su Muwan felt the voice sounded like Feng Yueke.
"Yes, Young Miss."
Qin Luo stood up and walked to the door.
Then.
Click~
The door opened.
It was indeed Feng Yueke.
Her hands were nervously wringing together, her face very tense.
When she saw Qin Luo, her eyes first showed a trace of joy, but she quickly lowered her head.
Because Su Muwan was watching her like a hawk from behind.
She spoke quickly and fearfully: "Qin... Qin Luo... I've given all the Disabling Water to Master..."
"Master is now lying in bed with a pale face."
"So... what should I do next?"
"Seeing Master in such pain, and Senior Brother acting stranger and stranger, I'm really suffering inside, and feeling lost."
"Qin Luo, am I doing the right thing?"
"Also..."
"Jiang Xueqi treats my Senior Brother terribly, I really hate her."
"Qin Luo... could you help me teach her a lesson?"
At this point.
Feng Yueke looked up at Qin Luo with tears in her eyes, hoping he could guide her confused heart.
Su Muwan pursed her lips from behind, thinking: seriously.
Feng, you fool, you're really foolish, letting Qin Luo manipulate you like this.
And seriously, are you crazy, actually asking Qin Luo to teach Jiang Xueqi a lesson?
Is something wrong with your brain?? So I'm supposed to take all the blame, is that it?!
On Qin Luo's side.
Since obtaining the Disabling Water, he had already planned the next step.
Hearing her words, he first affirmed everything Feng Yueke had done: "Miss Feng, relax, everything you've done so far is definitely correct."
Hearing this.
Feng Yueke felt much better.
Then, Qin Luo pointed out the problem in Feng Yueke's current actions: "But, Miss Feng, you've made one mistake."
"One mistake?"
Feng Yueke was confused.
Qin Luo smiled and patiently explained: "Yes, Miss Feng, have you considered that if your Master really becomes disabled, won't he start to notice something wrong with his daily food and drink?"
"And eventually, his suspicions... wouldn't they fall on you, his disciple who takes care of them?"
"Then... how do you think they'll view you?"
At these words.
Thump!
Feng Yueke's face turned pale, her mood suddenly plunging into an endless abyss. Her body trembled, her tone becoming anxious and uncertain: "Qin... Qin Luo..."
"What you say makes sense. Even if I explain that this was for their own good..."
"But... what if Master and others still hate me for not accepting my explanation?"
As Feng Yueke said this, plop plop!
Tears fell from her eyes, she looked at Qin Luo fearfully, choking out: "Qin Luo, I don't want Master and Senior Brother to hate me."
Qin Luo nodded.
His lips curled slightly.
He offered a solution: "Don't worry, Miss Feng, I have a good suggestion for you to consider."
"What suggestion?"
"You... really hate Jiang Xueqi, right?"
"Yes! I hate her so much!"
"Hasn't Jiang Xueqi been treating you all very badly lately?"
"Yes! She bullied my Senior Brother again today."
"Very good."
A trace of pleasure appeared in Qin Luo's eyes as he slowly suggested: "Then... why not blame everything on her?"
"Say she administered the poison, she did everything."
"All of it was because Jiang Xueqi was angry at Wang Yong's previous failures, so she wanted to poison them!"
"This way, you can help your Senior Brother stay away from Jiang Xueqi, and... severely punish that witch."
"Then... everyone will believe Jiang Xueqi poisoned your Master and Senior Brother."
"And you will be the righteous little sister standing on your Master and Senior Brother's side."
"Miss Feng, don't you think I'm right?"
Qin Luo's voice lingered in Feng Yueke's ears like a demon's whisper.
And the more Feng Yueke listened, the more startled she became, the more shocked, the more horrified.
And the more... it made perfect sense!
Her expression was no longer confused, but instead she nodded vigorously.
"Good!"
Su Muwan: ?
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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?"
