In a villa in the imperial capital,
a middle-aged man wearing a top hat and sporting a mustache sipped his tea leisurely.
Reading the message on his phone, he sighed faintly, "The fools from Izumo Country truly can't do anything right. Well, I never had high hopes for them anyway."
The man stood up, elegantly removing his hat.
His gaze fell on the Law Enforcer uniform hanging on the coat rack, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile as he murmured, "Old friend, I'm afraid it's time for us to part ways."
With a single clench of his fist, the pristine white uniform of a senior Law Enforcer was instantly shredded by a surge of energy.
A mirror-like surface shimmered into existence on what had seemed like an ordinary wall.
The man smirked faintly. "I suppose it's about time."
As he spoke, his figure dissolved into the wall, vanishing without a trace.
Outside, the flickering candle lamps, deprived of fuel, abruptly extinguished.
"Listen up, whoever's inside! You're surrounded!"
Hong Lu, clad in a Law Enforcer uniform, kicked the door open, gun in hand.
But the room was already empty.
Yan Zhi arrived shortly after, her delicate brows furrowing as she demanded coldly, "What's going on? Where is he?"
"Sir, he—he's gone!" a Law Enforcer reported with a salute.
Beside him, Hong Lu gritted his teeth and growled, "We have to find him. Dig three feet underground if we have to, but he must be brought to justice!"
Yan Zhi fell into deep thought.
The middle-aged man was named Mo Gu.
On the surface, he had served diligently in the Law Enforcement Bureau for thirty years, rising from a lowly Law Enforcer to a senior officer in the headquarters.
Who could have guessed that this man was actually a member of the Hundred Ghosts Sect?
Yan Zhi clenched her fists, her phoenix-like eyes burning with fury.
The Hundred Ghosts Sect's rampant activities over the years had undoubtedly been facilitated by his interference.
He had abused his authority to grant safe passage to the sect's demonic practitioners.
The Gourd Immortal, who had been hiding in Jiangbei City, murdering people and raising blood slaves—all of it was Mo Gu's doing!
"Sir Yan Zhi, I—I swear I didn’t know Mo Gu was part of the Hundred Ghosts Sect! You have to believe me!"
Yang Chengbin, his wrists shackled in silver cuffs, trembled uncontrollably, a far cry from his usual arrogance.
He was terrified.
Who would have thought that the man he had followed for twenty years was a traitor?
Having spent decades in the Law Enforcement Bureau, he knew full well that as Mo Gu's right-hand man, he was doomed.
Yan Zhi shot him a cold glance. "Confess your crimes and cooperate, and perhaps you'll receive leniency."
At this, Yang Chengbin paled.
Confessing to those crimes was no different from a death sentence.
"We caught him."
Jiang Cheng, his bald head gleaming, dragged a burly man by his beard, grinning cheerfully.
His smile was as harmless as ever—if not for the fact that the bearded man was battered and bloodied.
The bearded man struggled to open his bruised, swollen eyes.
This guy was a monster—not just in strength, but in personality.
In just three exchanges, despite being of the same Void Realm, he had been beaten to a pulp.
In broken Western language, he spat, "The Sacred Knights will never forgive you."
Thud!
A silver-knuckled fist smashed into his face.
The bearded man's head spun, blood trickling from his brow.
"Spill it. Who are you really?" Jiang Cheng yanked his beard, forcing him to meet his gaze.
The bearded man grinned, blood dripping from his lips. "Just a nobody from the Sacred Knights!"
Thud!
Another punch landed.
"Going to talk?" Jiang Cheng asked, still smiling.
"I'm with the Sacred Knights!"
Thud!
"Talk!"
"I—"
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Finally, the bearded man couldn't hold on any longer, his consciousness fading.
His face was so battered it was barely recognizable, yet he stubbornly refused to break.
Gazing at the sky, he managed a weak smile.
He hadn't betrayed Izumo Country. He had remained loyal to the end.
He was a martyr.
Even under such brutal torture, he hadn't yielded.
Yan Zhi glanced at the collapsed man. "What about him?"
Jiang Cheng shrugged. "Ito Jiro's lips are sealed. Won't admit he's a shadow-level ninja from Izumo Country, even if it kills him."
The bearded man: "..."
You already knew, so why the hell did you ask?!
Jiang Cheng looked down at him coolly. "The Law Enforcement Bureau owes the Asura Sect a huge favor this time."
If not for An Yi's tip-off,
they would never have suspected Mo Gu, a senior Law Enforcer in the capital, of being part of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
Jiang Cheng mused, "Izumo's ninjas are colluding with the Hundred Ghosts Sect's demons. Now that's interesting."
Yan Zhi glared at him. "How can you laugh about this?"
The thought alone was chilling.
A man had infiltrated the Law Enforcement Bureau for thirty years!
"The bald one's already organizing a purge. No one's escaping this time," Jiang Cheng said lightly, though his eyes glinted with cold fury.
"How did you know the bearded guy and Mo Gu were working together?" Lin Chen asked between bites of breakfast, eyes fixed on the news.
An Yi replied, "Hongtian caught his scent."
"That mutt's tracking skills are top-notch. He sniffed out that the bearded guy had visited Mo Gu's residence before."
"Quite the achievement—unearthing a thirty-year mole so easily," Lin Chen remarked, even he found it hard to believe.
Hongtian, gnawing on a steak, chimed in, "You humans are too crafty, scheming all the time. Pity I lost my mind-reading ability—otherwise, no one could hide from me."
Ziyue eyed him curiously. "You could really read minds?"
"Once could," Hongtian said dismissively. "Don't get excited. I’ve no interest in your petty thoughts."
"Ugh! Stupid mutt!" Ziyue huffed, still resentful about Hongtian's past desire to eat her.
"By the way, how did you recover from those injuries?" An Yi asked thoughtfully.
Lin Chen replied flatly, "That's a secret."
An Yi: "..."
So what if I didn’t tell you about my Undying Body?
I even shared Hongtian's secret crush on golden retrievers with you! What a petty guy!
Lin Chen flexed his arm, testing his grip.
He had to admit, last night's infusion of spiritual energy from the jade pendant had been agonizing, but the tempering had not only healed his wounds but also pushed his strength further.
Now, he had likely reached the mid-stage of the Void Realm.
Still, An Yi had also made startling progress in just a few days.
That mid-air maneuver he pulled last night was downright terrifying.
Just then, Lin Chen's phone buzzed—an incoming call from Qin Yao.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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?"
