"Master? Teach her to kill?"
Zhong Yi's expression darkened. His first reaction was refusal.
As a true disciple of a renowned orthodox sect, how could he corrupt a young girl?
Meanwhile, Su Di'er continued speaking eagerly.
"I can work for you. Don’t underestimate me—I’m very capable..."
"I can wash clothes, clean rooms, and... um, cook..."
"Anyway, I’ll take care of everything as payment for your teachings. How about it?"
Seeing the hopeful glimmer in the girl’s eyes, Zhong Yi shook his head.
"No."
The firmness of his rejection even caused his "Behavior Score" to spike sharply.
Su Di'er froze mid-sentence, swallowing back the words she had been about to say.
The light in her eyes dimmed by half.
"Then..."
Her brows furrowed slightly, lips trembling with sorrow.
"What should I do? I... I have no home left..."
Faced with such a pitiful sight, Zhong Yi was at a loss.
Truthfully, he wanted to help Su Di'er—to slaughter those beasts from the Demon-Suppression Division himself.
Even if it meant tackling an impossibly difficult dungeon, dying a hundred or a thousand times, Zhong Yi would find a way.
But "Li Ang" wouldn’t allow it.
Any attempt to answer in a way that deviated from the role would be blocked by the "Behavior Roleplay System."
Players controlled the character "Li Ang," not themselves.
Only this lonely, soft-hearted yet bloodstained contradiction of a man could weave a story that left players with lingering sorrow.
Lu Ze’s Behavior Roleplay System ensured players had some freedom while preserving the story’s intended direction.
Otherwise, most players would choose to teach Su Di'er’s father a lesson on the first day, stop the Demon-Suppression Division from harming her on the second, and storm their headquarters by the third...
At key moments, the system would nudge players back onto the narrative path.
Through this tug-of-war, players would immerse themselves deeper into Li Ang’s role.
For instance, earlier, Zhong Yi had wanted to open the door, but the system prevented him.
At first, it deducted 10 points, then gradually reduced it to 3, then 1...
This reflected the inner turmoil of a solitary assassin.
"You just narrowly escaped death... Go rest. We’ll talk tomorrow."
Zhong Yi sighed, opting to delay the matter.
Watching Su Di'er nod obediently, his pity for her grew heavier.
From a dusty wooden cabinet, he pulled out a grayish-blue quilt and clumsily draped it over her.
Su Di'er, still recovering from her ordeal, looked pale and exhausted, her eyelids drooping weakly.
"You’re so kind to me, Li Ang."
She gazed at him intently, speaking each word deliberately.
"And it won’t stop here."
Then, from beneath the covers, she extended a small hand, gently grasping Li Ang’s rough fingers.
"Goodnight."
Her eyes closed, and soon her breathing steadied into sleep.
Zhong Yi stood frozen for a long time.
Only when the Behavior Score in the upper-right corner began dropping did he snap out of it, carefully withdrawing his fingers from her grasp.
Tiptoeing, he blew out the candle and watched the sleeping girl, emotions churning inside him.
The live chat erupted in outrage.
[How can you tolerate this? You HAVE to avenge her!!]
[You think the streamer doesn’t want to? It’s that damned Lu Ze’s system stopping him!]
[Technically, it’s Li Ang refusing.]
[We can’t let her fall into the demonic path...]
[I get it, but... she held my hand and said "You’re so kind"...]
Just then, Zhong Yi’s quest updated.
[Main Quest: Sit quietly on the chair by the greenery.]
Following the prompt, Li Ang took a seat.
The room was pitch-black, save for moonlight spilling over the potted plant on the windowsill.
Suddenly, Zhong Yi felt his body move against his will—
Or rather, control was returned to its rightful owner: "Li Ang."
Li Ang stood abruptly, swiftly retrieving a dagger from his assassination toolkit.
He strode to Su Di'er’s bedside.
Shing.
The blade slid free, its edge gleaming cold silver in the dark, runes faintly pulsing.
The tip hovered inches above the girl’s forehead.
The sight terrified Zhong Yi—and the thousands watching.
The chat exploded.
[???]
[NO!]
[Zhong Yi, what are you doing!?]
[Wait, it’s not Zhong Yi—it’s the character’s true self!]
[Ugh, demonic cultivators! Not a single decent one among them!]
[If Su Di'er dies, I’m smashing this Illusion Crystal!]
[Wait... Look! Li Ang seems conflicted too!]
The dagger remained suspended, unmoving.
After a long pause, Li Ang exhaled sharply and sheathed the blade, turning away.
"Damn, that scared me... I thought I messed up..."
Regaining control, Zhong Yi patted his chest in relief.
Then came the familiar "flashback" segment—a god’s-eye retelling of events, presented like a film.
Despite knowing the story, Zhong Yi and his audience never tired of rewatching.
The cinematography, framing, and emotional beats were masterful.
Especially the scene where Su Di'er, tears streaming, knocked desperately on Li Ang’s door—
Then, as a sliver of light fell across her face, the composition was breathtaking.
Several high-profile viewers immediately showered Zhong Yi’s stream with lavish gifts.
Later, when Li Ang wrestled with his inner demons before lowering the dagger, everyone held their breath.
Morning arrived.
Still immersed in the flashback, Zhong Yi enjoyed the moment—
Until he saw Su Di'er wake up, her hair a tangled mess, and chuckled.
But his amusement vanished quickly.
Because Li Ang still intended to send her away.
"After this meal, you leave."
"Go where?"
"Anywhere. It’s none of my concern."
Watching Su Di'er’s lips droop in disappointment, Zhong Yi’s heart ached.
A moment later, she handed Li Ang a note she’d prepared earlier.
Li Ang couldn’t read, but Zhong Yi could.
In a child’s scrawl, it said:
"I want to become a killer like Li Ang."
In that instant, Zhong Yi's resolve wavered, and he even considered taking her as his disciple.
But Li Ang in the story suddenly flared up with anger.
"You want to be an assassin? Fine, take these."
He grabbed a few talismans inscribed with eerie patterns and slammed them onto the table in front of Su Di'er.
"Bite your finger, smear them with blood, and you can kill. Go on—kill them. Consider this my farewell gift."
"But don’t follow me anymore. I prefer to walk alone."
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?"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
