My name is Su Bailian.
I thought I could keep playing Su Muwan like a fiddle, but then Qin Luo slapped me, and I stopped believing that.
Life is tough, and Su Bailian sighs.
Because Su Muwan turned the tables, Su Bailian's allowance was cut off.
She had previously scammed a lot of money from the Song family, but it wasn’t enough! Not even close!
Su Bailian declared, "What’s this little bit of money?!"
She needed to work harder to earn more, much more! Only then could she take good care of Boqi!
Honestly, after a trip to Wang City, Boqi had even lost weight.
So!
She decided to return to her old profession!
At the Su family estate, in the studio Su Bailian had specially designed,
Rows of advanced equipment were neatly arranged on the desk.
Clickety-clack! Clickety-clack!
She wore optical glasses, staring at the screen, furiously typing on her pink mini keyboard.
In a small group chat labeled "National Rich Women Group,"
Su Bailian, as the group admin, answered questions one by one.
[Master Bailian, you’re finally back!]
[Do you still have those photos of Qin Luo?]
[Darling~ Those need to be pre-ordered, you know~ Qin Luo is always around Su Muwan, and that Su Muwan is quite vicious~]
[Yes, yes, Master Bailian, you must be careful! Su Muwan is ruthless. I heard she caused a lot of trouble again in Wang City!]
[What? What happened? Spill the tea!]
[Well, rumor has it that as soon as she arrived in Wang City, she beat up all the young masters there and forced them to hand over their family fortunes!]
[Yikes... that’s too much...]
[What’s worse is that there’s been no news about it. It seems all the families agreed to keep it under wraps.]
Su Bailian pursed her lips and closed the window.
She leaned back in her gaming chair, spun around once, and then tilted her head to stretch her neck.
Three seconds later.
Alright, break’s over.
Keep going, Su Bailian!!
Su Bailian psyched herself up and dove into her next side hustle.
Aside from providing photos and videos to the high-quality rich women in the group, she had another small gig.
That was... being a love coach!
And the alias she created for this was... Master Bailian!
She had temporarily stopped taking orders after scamming the Song family’s fortune, but~ she realized she was spending it too fast.
So she was back in business!
And as soon as she returned, she received two big orders!
Thinking this, she glanced at the information sent by the clients.
The first client’s situation was: She had a friend who was a young lady from a wealthy family, and this lady had fallen for her subordinate.
Su Bailian nodded.
Mhm, she’d seen this kind of dynamic plenty of times.
Master and disciple, older brother and younger brother, uncle and father—she’d taken on all sorts of taboo love orders like this.
And without fail!
100% success rate! All confessions succeeded!
She continued reading.
The young lady had a green tea younger sister, and the subordinate had stood up for her, which made her develop some feelings for him.
Hmm...
Su Bailian nodded, her expression shifting slightly.
This script felt familiar. She wasn’t sure, so she kept reading.
The young lady kept getting provoked by random people, and the subordinate always stood in front of her.
Hmm...
The young lady recently went to Wang City, which solidified her feelings for the subordinate.
Su Bailian: .....
A moment later.
Su Bailian sat up straight, meticulously going over the client’s information again, from top to bottom, inside and out.
Finally, she reached a conclusion.
“No way!!”
Her pupils shook as she exclaimed in shock, “Isn’t this just Su Muwan’s template?!”
It’s Su Muwan, right? This client must be Su Muwan, right?!
Su Bailian was stunned. Wait, let’s check the next client first.
“Let me see...”
“This client’s situation is... uh... she has a highly respected superior who has fallen for her young lady and is planning to confess soon, so she needs a confession plan based on the provided information.”
“.....”
Su Bailian fell silent for a moment, then chuckled and shook her head. “It can’t be this much of a coincidence, right?”
She kept reading.
“In the information... uh... the superior’s young lady has a green tea younger sister...”
Hey! Why is it always a green tea younger sister?!
What did green tea ever do to you?
Su Bailian was shaking with frustration, but she also realized something incredible!
That was...
This client had to be Qin Luo, right?!
Su Bailian picked up Boqi, who was lying beside her enjoying the air conditioning, and pointed him at the computer screen.
She asked, “Boqi, look, this has to be Qin Luo, right?”
Boqi nodded. “Woof!!”
See, even Boqi agrees.
She hugged Boqi tightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Look what I’ve discovered about you two!
You’re both thinking about confessing, huh?
I knew it!! My love radar isn’t broken!
Those two are definitely fishy!
Huh?
You’re asking what if she’s wrong, and it’s not Su Muwan and Qin Luo?
NONONO!
Su Bailian has been studying love dynamics for years!
She can say with 100% certainty! These two are Su Muwan and Qin Luo!
Because!
Her love radar is screaming!
At Su Muwan’s small villa.
Inside the room.
“Great news, Muwan! Master Bailian has accepted the order!”
“She said she’ll draft a plan first, and if you like it, she’ll give you a quote!”
Yan Qiuyue handed Su Muwan the chat window with Master Bailian.
Su Muwan blinked, hesitating as she looked at Yan Qiuyue. “Yueyue, isn’t it a bit disrespectful to Qin Luo to have someone else come up with a love plan for my confession?”
Su Muwan thought it over and felt it might be inappropriate. She explained, “You know, since it’s my confession, having someone else design it... it feels a bit like cheating.”
Yan Qiuyue was a bit confused by Su Muwan’s logic. “Is that so?”
“Then... should I reject Master Bailian?”
“Uh...”
Su Muwan pondered for a moment, then scratched her cheek and said, “Not necessarily. I’ve never been in a relationship before, so let her draft the plan first.”
“I’ll also think of my own way to confess and see how it compares to what a professional comes up with.”
Yan Qiuyue looked at Su Muwan in surprise. “Muwan, you’ve changed.”
“Have I?”
“You’ve become smarter than before!”
“?”
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Qin Luo was preparing dinner. According to Su Muwan, Yan Qiuyue would be staying over for a few days.
Chop chop chop!
He minced the meat filling as Huang Lingyu’s voice reached his ears. “Brother Luo, I found a master for you. She’s accepted your love order. Don’t worry, once the plan is ready, I’ll send it to you!”
“......”
Qin Luo paused, looking at the meat filling he was chopping, his expression conflicted.
Should he really rely on a master for this?
Tch, forget it!!
He shook his head.
Qin Luo’s expression shifted, and he replied, “No, forget it. I’ll handle the confession myself.”
“Huh? Brother Luo, but Master Bailian is a professional. Why not use her plan as a reference?”
“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Just tell her I’ve found another master.”
“Okay!”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
