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!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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!
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?!
