The next day.
At the Su family's villa.
In the living room.
Su Muwan and Qin Luo sat facing each other, both at a loss.
Because today, an unexpected guest had arrived.
"Uncle Xu, are you feeling alright?"
"Aren't you the one who should be most eager to see Old Master Su fall?"
Qin Luo looked at Uncle Xu, who was sitting across from them with a calm expression.
After all, when Uncle Xu first appeared, his face was full of rebellious intentions.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Xu's eye twitched.
In his heart, he cursed.
What I hope for is for my foster father to see how well I manage the Su family while he is still alive!
Not for me to kill my foster father and seize the position of the Su family head.
This sidekick of Su Muwan is truly reckless with her words!
Forget it.
I won't argue with them.
Uncle Xu took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and then took out a small bottle.
He placed it on the table and said, "Although I have always wanted the position of the Su family head, I have never thought of taking Old Master Su's life."
"However..."
Uncle Xu said, looking at Su Muwan, "If Miss Su is unworthy of the position, I don't mind fighting for Miss Su Bailian to become the Su family head."
What are you pretending for? Su Bailian isn't your daughter...
Su Muwan thought to herself.
However...
She picked up the small bottle, her eyes full of anger, and she clenched her teeth: "Shangguan Chuxue actually colluded with the Black Dragon Organization to harm my grandfather?"
"She's really asking for it!"
Su Muwan felt a bit scared.
According to her previous life, Old Master Su should have already passed away long ago.
And with her vast experience from countless novels, she knew that there was something called... world correction force.
If Uncle Xu hadn't spoken up, Old Master Su might have followed the old path.
Qin Luo, on the other hand, looked at the small bottle with some curiosity.
Why does this look so familiar?
Uncle Xu, seeing the liquid in the small bottle, also showed a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
He said gravely, "The Black Dragon Organization still thinks I covet the position of the Su family head."
"That's why they gave this bottle of poison to me, the most trusted foster son of Old Master Su."
“As for the effect... they said that as long as Old Master Su consumes it, he will lose all his cultivation and become a waste person.”
Qin Luo blinked.
What a familiar effect.
Could it be one of the ten bottles of "Supreme Water" that the little dog gave me?
Su Muwan also looked at Qin Luo.
— The effect of this seems exactly the same as the one we gave to the divine doctor?
Qin Luo shrugged.
— I don't know.
Su Muwan blinked.
— Oh.
Huh?!
Su Muwan's expression lit up; she could communicate with Qin Luo through eye contact?!
Amazing!
Uncle Xu, watching from the side, frowned.
What are these two doing, staring at each other?
Forget it.
He coughed lightly, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "Besides that, there's one more thing."
"How has Miss Su Bailian been doing at the Song Family these past few days?"
These days, he had also learned that his daughter Su Bailian had been sent to the Song Family as a mole.
When he got this news, he felt like the sky was falling.
What kind of place is the Song Family?
It's a dragon's lair, a tiger's den!
It's a gangster organization!
If my daughter accidentally offends them, she might be...
That's why Uncle Xu rushed over to see Su Muwan.
Upon hearing this, Qin Luo and Su Muwan exchanged a glance.
Then, the latter said helplessly, "She's doing great. The Song Family might even be taken over by that White Lotus soon."
Given Su Bailian's current tactics, the members of the Song Family... might all be played around by her.
Uncle Xu: ???
A moment later, Uncle Xu left.
Su Muwan looked at the "Juegong Water" on the table and couldn't help but curse, "Shangguan Chuxue is simply a venomous woman!!"
"She actually tried to bring down the Su family in this way!"
"And that Jiutian Dudao from the Black Dragon Organization is also a bitch!"
Who understands, family?
You target me, fine, but why target my family too?
Speaking of family, Su Muwan thought of the scene of her family being destroyed in her previous life.
She clenched her fists, her expression dark.
It seemed she was reliving that moment again.
However...
This time, she would definitely not repeat the tragic fate of her previous life!
Qin Luo, on the other hand, picked up the small bottle and said thoughtfully, "Miss Su, since they dared to target Old Master Su."
"Then we... don't need to hold back anymore, do we?"
Su Muwan looked at Qin Luo upon hearing this: "What do you mean....?"
"Heh, it's simple."
Qin Luo's fingertips moved slightly.
It seemed he had calculated something, and a dangerous smile appeared on his lips: "Let's see... who can outplay whom."
Su Muwan: ???
....
.....
In Jiang City, the commercial street.
A large group of black-clothed men blocked the entire street.
"Huh? Is Miss Su Muwan here for a shopping spree?"
"No way, Miss Su Muwan hasn't blocked the road for a long time."
"Ah! I remember now! They are from the neighboring Cherry Blossom City's underworld! They are from the Black Dragon Organization!!"
"My god... why are the underworld forces from Cherry Blossom City coming to our Jiang City?"
"Small talk says they are here to collaborate with the Rakshasa Palace across cities."
"Wow... so scary....."
At the front of the black-clothed group.
The leader of the Black Dragon Organization, Jiutian Dudao, walked arrogantly at the forefront. Her gaze disdainfully swept over the surroundings: "Tch, tch, why are there always noisy commoners everywhere I go?"
Next to her, Yamada Nobuaki, a member of the Black Dragon Organization and liaison for the Rakshasa Palace, also said helplessly: "Please keep your voice down, Leader. This is, after all, Jiang City."
"And..."
He lowered his voice and said seriously, "It's said that Su Muwan of the Su Family often likes to shop and stroll here."
Hearing this, Jiutian Dudao's face darkened. She sneered, "Just a little miss from a tiny family."
"Do you think my Jiutian family would be afraid of her?"
"Yamada, you are too timid."
"Besides..."
Jiutian Dudao looked at Yamada and gritted his teeth as he cursed, "Why is that little bitch still at the Song Family?"
"I already gave her 5 million to leave Song Ming!!"
Jiutian Dudao was so angry she could faint.
Song Ming is the man she has her eyes on, but...
There's a pitiful little bitch by his side!
What's even more infuriating is that this morning, when she went to see Song Ming, he scolded her, saying not to use her filthy money to humiliate Xiao Lian.
I'm about to be furious!
If you have the guts, don't take it!
So...
Jiutian Dudao came out to shop to relieve her stress.
Yamada, hearing this, wiped his sweat and said hesitantly, "Leader, Lian-chan has congenital heart disease, so it's only natural that Song Ming would keep her around."
"After all... you wouldn't want the man you like to be cold-hearted, would you?"
Hearing this, Jiutian Dudao felt a bit better.
But.
Still not happy.
She clenched her fists, her eyes sinister: "Forget it, after we unify the underworld! I'll make that little bitch disappear from this world!"
At that moment, she suddenly noticed something.
The crowd retreated in fear, revealing terrified expressions.
"Hmm?"
Jiutian Dudao frowned and looked towards the center of the commotion.
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?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?!
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!
