Su Family Villa.
Living Room.
"Luo Luo, what's this?"
Su Muwan leaned close to Qin Luo, curiously eyeing the golden sphere resting in his palm.
Qin Luo weighed the sphere in his hand and explained, "This is the fortune of another Chosen One."
"Fortune?"
Su Muwan tilted her head.
Why did fortune look like a glowing orb?
Qin Luo nodded, his gaze fixed on the sphere as he fell into thought.
[Heaven's Fate Transfer Technique] (Forcibly transfers or disperses the fortune of others.)
[Note: Using this will inevitably incur karma!]
This was an ability he had obtained after subduing the celestial diviner, Suan Tianxing.
With his Heavenly Eye, he could see the colored threads of fortune on others. Using his system, he could analyze their fortune values in detail.
Finally, by employing the Heaven's Fate Transfer Technique, he could extract the fortune of a Chosen One.
Qin Luo had sought out Ling Yu precisely to strip him of his fortune and transfer it to Su Muwan—using righteous fortune to counteract the villainous fortune clinging to her.
There were three reasons for targeting Ling Yu:
First, Ling Yu possessed T1-level fortune.
Second, he was a key supporting character in the T0 protagonist's storyline.
Third, Qin Luo simply wanted to test whether this method was feasible.
As for the karma...
Karma was too abstract to gauge immediately.
Whatever.
Qin Luo turned his attention to Su Muwan, who was watching him with curiosity.
With his Heavenly Eye active, he could see the threads of fortune surrounding her.
Gurgle~!
Thick, ink-black threads coiled into a suffocating haze around her, every strand exuding an ominous aura.
The malice had already filled the entire living room.
Under the Heavenly Eye’s gaze, the air around Su Muwan seemed heavy and oppressive.
The room itself reeked of decay and despair.
Upon closer inspection, each black thread represented the tragic fate of a villain—countless deaths, resentment, and villainous fortune had all accumulated on Su Muwan, creating her current predicament.
Damn...
Qin Luo took a deep breath and slowly raised the golden sphere in his hand.
"Miss, I’m going to try transferring this fortune to you."
Su Muwan didn’t fully understand, but she trusted Qin Luo’s judgment. She nodded. "Alright."
Qin Luo activated the technique, and in the next moment, the golden sphere dissolved into shimmering threads that merged into the black tendrils surrounding Su Muwan.
Buzz~!
Golden light erupted as the radiant threads clashed against the inky darkness, sparks flying like clashing blades.
The golden threads pulsed with vitality and righteousness, while the black ones writhed and resisted, fighting against the purifying force.
Qin Luo watched intently, not daring to miss a single detail.
Su Muwan blinked.
What was Qin Luo doing?
As time passed, the golden threads gradually dimmed under the erosion of the black miasma, dissolving into nothingness.
Just as Qin Luo thought he had failed—
Something miraculous happened.
One of the black threads, as if drained of its villainous fortune, slowly lightened under the golden radiance, turning pure white.
Amidst the sea of darkness, this single white thread stood out starkly—yet it filled Qin Luo with relief.
He glanced at the depleted T1 fortune, then back at the lone white thread.
Even if it took this much fortune to cleanse just one thread, it didn’t matter.
At least he knew the method worked.
Deactivating his Heavenly Eye, he smiled at Su Muwan, who was still watching him curiously. "Miss, you can be saved."
"??"
Su Muwan slowly typed two question marks in the air. "Why does that sound so weird? Whatever."
"Tell me, how did you get this fortune?"
Qin Luo grinned. "Last night..."
...
...
A moment later.
Su Muwan gasped. "You mean while I was asleep, you went to that ancient sect and kidnapped a T1 Chosen One?"
"And then you used Suan Tianxing’s technique to extract his fortune?!"
"You! You!"
"Why didn’t you take me with you?!"
She grabbed Qin Luo’s hands and rubbed them furiously. "We agreed that fighting was my job!"
Qin Luo silently watched as Su Muwan proceeded to manhandle his hands. He cleared his throat. "Well, it was just a Domain Realm cultivator. Wouldn’t it be overkill to have you step in?"
"Overkill?!"
Su Muwan pressed Qin Luo’s hands against her cheeks, squishing them as she glared. "The Eastern Kingdom has a saying—'Even a lion uses full strength to catch a rabbit!'"
"If I had gone, it would’ve been smoother!"
Qin Luo opened his mouth to argue—
Then paused.
Wait.
He studied Su Muwan.
Daily Question:
What labels apply to Su Muwan?
His gaze lingered as her slender fingers played with his—curling them, interlacing them, testing their fit.
A hand fetishist?
Hmm... irrelevant. I’m a foot guy myself. Next.
Su Muwan’s head was slightly bowed, a few strands of hair slipping over her shoulders. In the warm light, her profile carried an alluring charm that made Qin Luo’s heart flutter.
She’s so cute...
Wait, also irrelevant.
Qin Luo shook his head.
The answer was—
An absolute powerhouse!
Exactly!
"Miss."
He clasped her hands firmly, his expression solemn. "I was wrong. I forgot how unexpectedly strong you are!"
"Hey! What do you mean 'unexpectedly'?!"
Su Muwan huffed. "I’ve always been strong!"
Qin Luo nodded. "In that case, since you’ve said so, I can revise Plan B."
"Eh? What Plan B?"
Su Muwan blinked. "I didn’t know about this."
"Don’t worry, you know now."
"Hey, hey, I’m right here..."
Qin Luo took a deep breath and declared with utmost seriousness, "The new plan shall be called—[Beneath T0, I Am Invincible]!"
Su Muwan tilted her head. "Weird name."
"Details don’t matter. Tonight, we’re heading to the Profound Demon Sect."
"Profound Demon Sect?"
Su Muwan recalled—this was the demonic counterpart to the Primordial Sacred Land in the Profound Heaven Realm.
But why go there?
Then it clicked. Her lips curled into a delighted grin. "Are we fighting?"
In the past, she would’ve hesitated, wary of provoking a chain reaction.
But now?
Knowing that T0s were nothing but pests—and that defeating them was the only way she and Qin Luo could live peacefully—
There was no reason to hold back.
Time to be as fearless as in her past life! Go get 'em, Xiao Su!
"No, we’re raiding their scripture vault."
Su Muwan: "......"
"Didn't you say, Young Miss, that you could master any technique just by glancing at it once?"
Qin Luo watched Su Muwan's stiff expression with amusement and said, "Since you insisted on joining me for some 'murder and arson,' your 'Ice Shard' ability is way too flashy."
"To avoid drawing unnecessary attention, you’ll have to trouble yourself to learn a few more skills."
Su Muwan: "......???"
"U-um... that..."
She shrank back slightly, but Qin Luo held her in place, preventing her escape. Looking up with an awkward smile, she mumbled, "I suddenly don’t feel like..."
"Heh, it’s too late to back out now."
"Luo Luo~~ You know how much I hate studying~~"
"Cuteness won’t save you this time."
"You—!!"
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.”
【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.)
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
