"Brother Lu, I brought you some books," Dongfang Dan said merrily as he hopped up and down, grabbing a few introductory literacy books from the bookshelf and placing them in front of Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer. Lin Xiaolu nodded Satisfied, indicating that the chubby kid had good eyesight.
The other children in the study hall just watched quietly, not daring to speak. Chen Nianyun, a junior fellow, also just silently flipped through his textbook. He had already developed psychological trauma from Lin Xiaolu.
In the study hall, Lin Xiaolu flipped through the textbooks on the table. Unable to recognize the words, he just glanced at them before becoming bored. He chatted and laughed merrily with his sister, while Dongfang Dan sat behind them, occasionally flattering them, making quite a lively scene.
In contrast to their laughter and chatter, the other students were quiet and did not dare make a peep, making the atmosphere extremely oppressive, like a funeral parlor, deadly silent.
Fortunately, not long after, Elder Yang walked into the study hall right on time, allowing the other children to breathe a sigh of relief.
After entering the room, Elder Yang, with a full head of silver hair, walked to a catalpa wood desk and first glanced at Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer sitting by the window. Seeing they were both present, he nodded approvingly, then smiled at the children, "Let's start morning lessons."
Upon hearing this, the children stood up in unison. Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer also followed suit and stood up with the others.
Then, the group of children bowed and shouted in unison, "Good morning, Master!"
Elder Yang also smiled and bowed in return, "Good morning, students!"
After that, siblings Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer began their first lesson in life.
To be honest, Lin Xiaolu didn't understand anything the teacher said throughout the entire time. After all, this was the first lesson for him and his sister, while Elder Yang was teaching according to the curriculum for the other students. Naturally, they couldn't understand it.
So, not long after the lesson started, Lin Xiaolu laid his head on the table and fell asleep. Xiao Yuer also rested her head on the table, doodling randomly with the brush hanging from the pen holder. She even drew a few strokes on her sleeping brother's face, then covered her mouth to quietly laugh at her brother's cat-faced drawing.
Elder Yang noticed all this, of course, but he didn't stop her. He knew the siblings had no foundation and couldn't possibly understand his current curriculum. Therefore, he didn't say anything and just continued leading the other students in reciting poems.
After taking the students through the words and poetic verses to be taught today, Elder Yang waved his hand for them to copy and review on their own.
Then he strode over to the siblings.
By now, Xiao Yuer had almost filled her brother's face with drawings - little white rabbits, chicks, ducklings, sparrows, everything imaginable. She was happily drawing away when she suddenly saw Elder Yang approaching. She looked up at him with her pink little face.
Elder Yang also looked at her. Seeing the elder staring at her, Xiao Yuer, with her hair in little buns, felt a bit scared. She handed the brush to him and timidly asked, "Teacher, do you want to draw too?"
The old man was both angry and amused. He helplessly shook his head at Xiao Yuer, then knocked on Lin Xiaolu's desk,
"Knock knock."
The boy didn't wake up.
The elder had no choice but to knock harder, "Knock knock knock."
"Oh, Xiao Yuer, stop messing around," Lin Xiaolu mumbled, changing positions and continuing to snore away, even starting to snort.
Seeing this, the surrounding children could hardly hold back their laughter. Their faces turned red from restraining themselves.
Elder Yang was also quite angry. He no longer held back, grabbing the boy by the ear and pulling up sharply.
"Owww, oww, it hurts!" Lin Xiaolu immediately jolted awake, yelling in pain.
Elder Yang let go, glaring at him in annoyance, "You two, come with me to the next study hall to learn words."
"Oh, okay," Lin Xiaolu rubbed his ear and reluctantly followed along with his sister.
After entering the empty next-door study hall, Elder Yang had them take their seats. Then he began giving the siblings private lessons, starting from the most basic curriculum, teaching some fundamental words.
Unexpectedly, the elder discovered that the siblings' literacy speed was very fast. They could be described as quite clever. Before long, they could silently write some of the basic words he taught.
Especially Lin Xiaolu, he seemed to be very intuitive. His mind turned fast. For example, when Elder Yang taught them to recognize the word "bright," he had them guess what it meant. Having just learned the words for sun and moon, Lin Xiaolu immediately guessed it meant the sun and moon together, making everything especially bright - very perceptive.
Watching the siblings concentrating on learning to write at their desks, a hint of appreciation flashed in the elder's eyes.
They were a couple of fine saplings, it was just a pity the boy was too unruly. He would still need strict discipline in the future.
Gradually, the sun hung high in the sky, sunlight flooding Emei Peak. It was noon, so the elder stopped teaching and let the siblings go eat.
The Literacy Hall had a special dining area where students could eat lunch.
Therefore, after class, Lin Xiaolu took his sister to the dining hall here.
The dining hall wasn't much different from Communicate Demon and Pluck Stars Sect, just a bit smaller. There were also outer sect disciples working as waiters.
At the moment, the first floor courtyard of the dining hall was filled with junior fellows who had come to eat. They gathered in groups, laughing and playing around.
"Brother Lu, Sister Yuer," the chubby Dongfang Dan suddenly ran over, "Brother Lu, I found a good spot for you and Sister Yuer. Let's eat together at noon?"
Lin Xiaolu looked at him, then curiously looked up at the private rooms on the second floor and asked doubtfully,
"Don't we inner sect disciples all eat in the private rooms upstairs? How come everyone is eating in the first floor courtyard?"
"Oh, that's because the Literacy Hall students are all inner sect disciples, so here, everyone is the same. There is no division between first and second floors. All the inner sect disciples eat here," Dongfang Dan explained.
"Then let's go upstairs," Lin Xiaolu said.
"The second floor is now exclusively used by the Spirit Sword Branch," Dongfang Dan quickly replied, "Of the Nine Sects of Emei, the Spirit Sword Branch is the most powerful sect, and they also have the most students.
So originally, the second floor was for public use, but it has gradually been occupied by Chen Nianyun and the Spirit Sword Branch students to demonstrate their sect's superiority. Other than those they invite, no one else can go up."
Lin Xiaolu was surprised, "So arrogant? They occupied public rooms for private use?"
"Very normal, Brother Lu. The Spirit Sword Branch is excellent," Dongfang Dan acted as if it was matter of course.
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu didn't say anything more. He nodded and then turned to walk up the wooden stairs.
Xiao Yuer obediently followed behind him.
Seeing this, Dongfang Dan was stunned at first, then seemed to think of something and excitedly caught up.
At this moment, in the second floor private room, the ten-year-old Chen Nianyun sat in the master seat with a displeased expression, carefully tasting the exquisite food before him.
Beside him also sat four other Spirit Sword Branch students, as well as Yu Chuchu who had been invited.
"Elder Brother Nianyun, you don't need to care about those little mongrels," one fellow said, "You were born with the Indestructible Sword Body physique. In the future, you will surely become the chief senior disciple of the Spirit Sword Branch, or even the Spirit Sword Elder. When that little Lin Xiaolu sees you in the future, won't he have to walk around you?"
"That's right, Eldest Brother Nianyun. Why bother with those wild kids?" Yu Chuchu gently comforted, "They are just swaggering around arrogantly for now since we haven't officially started cultivating yet. In the future when you formally begin cultivating, people like him won't even be in the same realm as 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?"

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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.”

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)