Su Bailian?!
At the mention of this name,
most people froze in confusion.
Who... is that?
But soon, they remembered—oh, the exchange student who just arrived from the alliance.
Many in the crowd had only heard rumors but never seen her in person.
Among them, one female disciple’s expression twisted with fury upon hearing the name.
Her fists clenched, eyes burning with murderous intent.
Su Bailian!!!
To think you’d arrive so soon in this life?!
Could it be...?!
Chu Yu’s heart sank. Was this the butterfly effect of her rebirth?
Yes, it had to be.
Just look—that handsome guy from the alliance brought all sorts of strange gadgets and even gave Feng Yutian something called a "phone."
This was already completely different from her past life!
But...
Chu Yu’s expression darkened. As long as Su Bailian remained the same, it didn’t matter.
Because... her path of vengeance had only just begun!
Feng Yutian. The Primordial Holy Land.
She would make them all regret it!
At that moment,
a shocked exclamation echoed through the hall.
"What did you say?!"
"Old man, you’re taking a disciple?!"
A white-haired elder’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The crowd turned in unison, their gazes landing on the elderly man beside him—
Elder Gong of the Beast Taming Sect!
Even Feng Yutian looked surprised.
After all, Elder Gong was notorious in the Primordial Holy Land for his pride. For years, he had claimed there was no talent worthy of his teachings and refused to take disciples.
Standing with rare satisfaction, Elder Gong stroked his whiskers and raised his chin slightly.
"Indeed. I have decided to take a disciple. This child possesses unparalleled talent and comprehension. She will undoubtedly achieve greatness."
With a flick of his sleeve, he turned toward the hall’s entrance.
"My disciple, come forth. Let everyone meet you."
Silence fell as all eyes fixed on the doorway.
Who could possibly be worthy of Elder Gong’s approval?
Then—
a figure stepped inside.
Her steps were light, her body delicate and slender, as if a gentle breeze could topple her.
Clad in a moon-white gown, its hem swayed with her movements like a pristine lotus blooming under moonlight.
Her head was slightly bowed, long lashes trembling like fragile butterfly wings, casting faint shadows over her snow-white skin.
Her large, watery eyes shimmered like a clear lake, flickering with unspoken emotions that could ensnare hearts with a single glance.
Her lips, cherry-red, pouted ever so slightly, exuding innocence and vulnerability.
Every step she took seemed to tread upon the hearts of onlookers, each movement radiating a pitiful charm that made others yearn to shield her from the world’s cruelties.
Her slender fingers fidgeted with the edge of her skirt, her demeanor so tender it stirred protective instincts in all who watched.
"This disciple, Su Bailian, greets the elders and the sect master."
Her voice was soft and sweet, like a nightingale’s song.
The crowd: !!!
This was Su Bailian?!
The younger disciples stood dumbfounded.
What... what an utterly pitiable and adorable girl!
"Su Bailian...!!"
In the shadows, Chu Yu’s heart twisted further.
She knew Su Bailian’s true nature. In her past life, this very girl had exploited Elder Gong’s and Feng Yutian’s favor to wreak havoc in the Primordial Holy Land—and even framed her.
Chu Yu’s nails dug into her palms.
She swore inwardly: This time, I won’t let Su Bailian succeed. I’ll crush her before she grows wings!
"Little sister, what’s wrong?"
A dignified young man beside her—Wang Yan, the second of Feng Yutian’s seven adopted sons—looked at her with concern.
Chu Yu forced a faint smile.
"It’s nothing, brother. Just reminiscing."
She couldn’t let him sense her hatred. Not yet.
Wang Yan patted her shoulder gently.
"If anything troubles you, tell me. I’ll help."
"Mm."
Chu Yu nodded, but inwardly sneered.
Help? What use are you?
Just wait. I’ll make you all regret everything.
Then—
She stiffened.
Had that friendly alliance guy—Qin Luo—just glanced at her?
But when she blinked, he was already looking away.
Was it her imagination...?
Meanwhile, Qin Luo smirked faintly.
Chu Yu.
The T0 Chosen One.
Finally found you.
"Huh? Why’s everyone here...?"
Su Bailian peeked up timidly and spotted Qin Luo.
Relief washed over her.
Thank goodness. With Qin Luo here, at least Boqi and I won’t die.
Qin Luo, now forming a plan, turned to Su Bailian with a light chuckle.
"Su Bailian is one of the alliance’s core members, brimming with potential."
"Elder Gong, you’ve truly found a treasure."
Elder Gong nodded, pleased.
"Little Lian has a natural gift for taming spirit beasts."
Su Bailian: ...
Qin Luo smiled.
"Then I’ll leave her training to you, Elder Gong."
"Also..."
He turned to Feng Yutian.
"If you have questions about modern devices, Su Bailian can assist."
Feng Yutian laughed.
"Since it’s Young Master Qin’s request, and today marks our alliance..."
He looked at Su Bailian warmly.
"Little Lian, would you like to become my daughter?"
Su Bailian: ...
"Uh..."
She blinked, glanced at Qin Luo—who seemed unbothered—then bowed shyly.
"Th-Thank you, Sect Master..."
The entire hall was filled with envy—now Su Bailian had become the sect master's adopted daughter! She could practically strut sideways through the sect from now on!
Chu Yu stood in the crowd, her face dark with suppressed emotions.
Just like in her past life, Su Bailian had once again become Feng Yutian's adopted daughter.
But it didn’t matter.
This time, she knew all of Su Bailian’s tricks by heart!
"Su Bailian!"
"Just you wait!"
"And you too, Feng Yutian—you old fools! I’ll make every last one of you regret this!"
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!" "......"
