The video was shot really well—great angles, clear lighting, professional quality.
Watching the short clip, Lan Ruoxi's eyes curved into crescents from smiling. Beside her, An Yi's face turned ashen.
These days, who doesn’t have the habit of scrolling through short videos? A trending video with that kind of explosive reach—An Yi felt like he was doomed.
Noticing An Yi's expression, Lan Ruoxi faintly understood something, the joy in her eyes dimming slightly. She gazed at the scene in the video where she and An Yi were embracing, a small smile tugging at her lips as she saved the clip.
Then, she opened her contacts.
"Hello, President Lan, what can I do for you?" Wang Yuan's voice came through.
"Director Wang, the username 'A Flash of Green Light' is yours, right? Please delete the video first. An Yi prefers to keep a low profile, and now that it's gone viral, it’ll make him uncomfortable," Lan Ruoxi said softly.
Wang Yuan quickly replied, "My apologies, President Lan. I overlooked that. I’ll delete it right away."
"Good. Also, have President Ding contact the PR team to suppress the video’s popularity."
After hanging up, Lan Ruoxi turned to An Yi with a playful smile. "I thought you might not like the attention, so I had them delete it. You’re not upset with me, are you?"
"Of course not."
An Yi exhaled in relief.
"Good job, sis!"
"Let’s go."
Lan Ruoxi grinned mischievously and took An Yi’s hand. He pulled her into an embrace, apologetic. "Ruoxi, I... I might not be able to stay with you tonight."
"I know. I heard the call earlier. It’s fine. Just having you with me today made me really happy."
Lan Ruoxi blinked, smiling.
Meanwhile, at the An family company gathering hall...
"Damn, Yuan, you’re amazing! Never knew you were this good at filming. This level of skill is top-tier in the country."
Ding Renfeng, reeking of alcohol, slung an arm around Wang Yuan’s shoulders.
"Learned it just for this video. Cost me 200."
Wang Yuan sighed, speaking in terms Ding Renfeng didn’t understand.
Watching his follower count skyrocket, likes and comments flooding in—his notifications were all 99+ within just two hours—Wang Yuan hesitated before finally deleting the video.
"Two hundred points of Misfortune Value for this filming skill... Wasn’t easy, you know."
Hu stared curiously at Wang Yuan. "Hey, Wang, your head’s looking a bit green."
Wang Yuan touched his head and snapped, "The hell it is! You’re the one who’s green!"
"Oops, my bad. Must be the lighting."
"Watch your words, or I’ll lose it!"
Wang Yuan loosened his tie, flashing a confident grin.
He was a changed man now.
Fresh out of college, still in his internship, yet already a director at the An family company with a million-yuan salary.
No longer the pathetic simp he once was—now women chased him!
Lately, a female intern from the marketing department, around his age, had been subtly flirting with him.
Wang Yuan knew it—his golden era had arrived. The streak of misfortune was finally over.
A shame, really. He wouldn’t need that "Cuckold System" anymore.
Ding! Misfortune Value +1000!
Wang Yuan, mid-sip of red wine, spat it out at the familiar system prompt.
"Something’s off... That number..."
He frantically scanned the room, searching for the source—then his eyes nearly bulged out.
That pretty intern he’d been eyeing, the one he was practically dating, was in a dim corner making out with some scruffy, middle-aged man.
The man wasn’t behaving either, his hands wandering shamelessly. What exactly he was groping for, Wang Yuan couldn’t bear to watch.
He’d been cuckolded. Again.
As Wang Yuan clutched his head and crouched down, Hu adjusted his round glasses. "Yo, Yuan, what’s up?"
Wang Yuan groaned. "Nothing. Just feeling... green."
At the Qin family villa...
Dozens of black-suited bodyguards stood armed at the entrance, tense and alert.
Only one man faced them.
Wild crimson hair, a massive halberd in hand, radiating an overwhelming aura of bloodlust. Yet this lone figure exuded pressure like an entire army.
The bodyguards’ legs trembled, their gun hands shaking uncontrollably.
"Lin Chen, you little rat! Hand over the token to your grandpa Han Liang, and I’ll spare your life!"
The halberd-wielding youth grinned, slamming his weapon down—the ground cracked beneath it.
"My tiles! They were just laid a few days ago!"
Uncle Fu winced at the damage.
"Uncle Fu, who is this guy? Is he strong?"
Qin Yao’s voice quivered as she whispered.
Uncle Fu’s expression darkened. "Han Liang. Son of Han Lie, the lecherous patriarch of the Blood Fiend Sect. Ranked 16th on the Hidden Dragon List. Rumor has it his true strength places him within the top 200 of the Heavenly Rankings."
"Then... Lin Chen’s in real danger?"
Qin Yao paled.
She vaguely recalled Lin Chen’s ranking on the Hidden Dragon List being much lower.
Uncle Fu wiped his sweat. "Young Miss, there’s a secret passage under these tiles leading to the garden’s back gate. If things go south, run for it."
Qin Yao clenched her fists. "I believe Lin Chen can beat him. Besides, I already called An Yi!"
"That brat?"
Uncle Fu scoffed.
That guy might have a lousy character, but when it comes to strength, there’s nothing to criticize.
If he shows up, dealing with this red-haired punk will be a piece of cake.
Not coming out? Then I’ll drag you out myself!
Han Liang strode forward, gripping his massive halberd.
The bodyguards paled as their guns flashed in the darkness, firing at Han Liang.
Handguns? How disgraceful for martial artists!
Han Liang swung his halberd in a sweeping arc.
Bullets clinked against the blade, every single one deflected.
Let me handle this!
A Mingjin-level bodyguard from the villa leaped into action—
Only to be sent flying by Han Liang’s halberd mid-air, vanishing like a swatted fly before anyone could even see his face.
Pathetic!
Han Liang hoisted the halberd onto his shoulder, then swung it with both hands, lunging forward in a single explosive motion.
Terrifying energy surged from his arms into the weapon, unleashing a storm of wind pressure.
The bodyguards turned ghostly white.
I’ll wreck your hideout first! Let’s see where you hide then!
Han Liang bared his teeth in a savage grin.
He held nothing back—this strike would reduce the villa to rubble, turning it into a makeshift shelter!
Qin Yao, Uncle Fu, and the others stood frozen, their faces drained of color.
CLANG!
Just as the halberd descended—
A T-shaped baton shot out, blocking it with unwavering stability.
The shockwave of force sent the nearby bodyguards stumbling back several steps before they barely regained their footing.
Lin Chen stood there, clad only in long pants, his bare torso revealing sculpted, athletic muscles. Water still dripped from his dark hair.
I was in the middle of a damn shower. Who the hell’s making all this noise?
He threw on a black trench coat, gripping his Lieyun baton with icy intensity.
Meanwhile, atop the bathroom roof—
A bespectacled girl steadied her sniper rifle, aiming squarely at Han Liang.
His arms trembled slightly under the halberd’s weight, but Han Liang only grinned wider, eyes alight with excitement.
Now this… this is interesting!
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!
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
