"Drip, drip..."
The sound—whether it was bathwater or blood hitting the floor—was unnervingly clear.
The stairwell reeked of the pungent stench of blood.
The door to Su Di'er's home had been smashed open, leaving a gaping hole.
Zhong Yi pressed his eye nervously against the peephole.
He watched as the girl's cheerful footsteps froze the moment she reached the fourth floor.
Yet, in just an instant, Su Di'er steadied herself. Like a startled kitten, she lowered her head and hurried forward.
Her footsteps were no longer light.
Zhong Yi could see it clearly—Su Di'er kept stealing glances toward her own home with the corner of her eye.
The hallway was littered with corpses, impossible to miss.
Zhong Yi's heart pounded wildly.
If Su Di'er showed even the slightest sign of distress, she would end up just like her father or younger brother—brutally slaughtered by those lunatics from the Demon Suppression Bureau!
After all…
They were a pack of madmen hellbent on wiping out the entire family!
What surprised Zhong Yi was that Su Di'er's composure and quick thinking defied her age.
Even as her family's blood pooled at the doorstep…
Even as she saw her little brother's lifeless body sprawled in front of the door…
She didn’t turn back.
Instead, she walked past her home as if it meant nothing to her, heading straight for Li Ang's room.
Only when she reached the guard stationed outside did Su Di'er finally break, her eyes welling up with tears.
Zhong Yi realized it immediately—Su Di'er was pretending not to be Ma Wei's family, but his.
Trembling, Su Di'er approached the door.
Now, only a thin barrier separated her from Zhong Yi.
She raised a hand and knocked.
Her beautiful eyes were already drowning in tears.
Zhong Yi burned with the urge to fling the door open and pull her to safety.
But the moment his hand gripped the doorknob, a sharp deduction flashed in the corner of his vision.
[Behavior Score -10 (This is a life-or-death gamble. Li Ang refuses to meddle in others' karma.)]
[Behavior Score -5 (Opening the door the moment she knocks would reveal you’ve been watching. Unbecoming of a professional killer.)]
Through the peephole, Zhong Yi saw Su Di'er’s delicate face twisted in despair, her voice a fragile whisper.
"Please… please…"
"Open the door… just let me in…"
How could Zhong Yi endure this?
Veins bulged on his forehead as he tightened his grip on the handle.
"Screw karma! OPEN! OPEN!!!"
He gritted his teeth and tried again to turn the knob.
Another prompt.
[Behavior Score -8 (This is a life-or-death gamble. Li Ang refuses to meddle in others' karma.)]
"Damn it!!!"
Zhong Yi cursed and attempted once more.
[Behavior Score -5 (This is a life-or-death gamble. Li Ang refuses to meddle in others' karma.)]
Another failure—but he noticed something. The deductions were shrinking.
Was Li Ang’s true self also struggling?
He looked outside again.
Su Di'er wept silently, her shoulders shaking.
Meanwhile, the Demon Suppression Bureau guard at her doorstep had noticed something amiss. A cold glint flashed as he drew a dagger and began advancing toward her…
Zhong Yi’s breath hitched.
As a cultivator, the guard could easily sense breathing from inside.
If Su Di'er knocked and no one answered… it meant she wasn’t family.
And that meant only one fate awaited her—death.
"OPEN! OPEN, DAMN IT!!!"
Zhong Yi rattled the handle like a madman.
The dagger-wielding man drew closer.
Su Di'er’s brows furrowed, her quiet sobs trembling through her small frame…
[...]
Behavior Score -3…
Behavior Score -1…
Then—
Click.
A sliver of light fell across Su Di'er’s face.
The dull gray in her eyes suddenly flickered to life.
Li Ang’s low voice cut through the silence.
"Come in."
[...]
Li Ang’s room was almost unsettlingly bare.
At the old wooden table, Zhong Yi and the hollow-eyed Su Di'er sat in silence.
The Demon Suppression Bureau agents had left.
The constables had come, asked a few questions, and hastily retreated upon learning it was the Bureau’s doing.
Zhong Yi had just listened to Su Di'er pour out her grief.
How the woman and older sister in the house were her stepmother and half-sister.
How she despised her piggish father, who had watched her mother die without lifting a finger, doting only on his new wife and her daughter while beating Su Di'er daily.
Their deaths didn’t sadden her.
In fact, she admitted that if the Bureau hadn’t done it, she might have killed them herself one day.
The only one she mourned was her four-year-old brother…
[...]
"What’s your name?" Su Di'er asked once she’d calmed slightly.
"Li Ang."
Zhong Yi answered while reaching for a cup of goat’s milk.
"Cute. I like it."
The girl wiped her tears, her tone startlingly frank.
Pfft—
The system’s interference sent Zhong Yi choking on his drink.
While he turned to grab a cloth, Su Di'er’s gaze snagged on a black bundle atop the cabinet.
By the time Zhong Yi turned back, she was staring wide-eyed at the assortment of tools inside his assassination kit.
"Li Ang… what are you?"
She blinked, unafraid.
"Same as them. A killer."
Zhong Yi considered, then answered truthfully.
"But you won’t kill me, right?"
Su Di'er smiled.
Zhong Yi wanted to respond, but the behavior system locked his words.
"Can you kill some people for me?"
"The six outside?"
"Mhm. How much does it cost?"
"Five thousand… per head."
"That’s way too expensive…"
She pouted, suddenly childlike again.
"Li Ang…"
"Teach me how to kill. Be my master, okay?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize 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?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
