Zhong Yi’s Illusionary World.
Beneath a blue-violet starry sky, a girl clutched a doll tightly in her arms. In her upward-gazing eyes, colors beyond moonlight and starlight appeared for the very first time.
Lin Xi was smiling softly.
Zhong Yi was sobbing bitterly.
Tears flowed uncontrollably; no matter how Zhong Yi wiped them away, they wouldn’t stop.
It was already a story that moved one to tears, but with the dual amplification of the background music and the Soul-Trapping Heart-Tugging Array, its emotional impact was extraordinary.
Watching Lin Xi’s silhouette, Zhong Yi seemed to see the years ahead—a girl sitting alone in the moonlight, holding that ugly doll, foolishly waiting for someone who would never come to keep their promise…
For Lin Xi, who had a closed heart and struggled to connect with others, how agonizing and tormenting must that have been?
Qin Li’en, standing nearby, silently wiped the corner of her eye, her lips bitten pale from the strain.
“I think I finally understand why ‘An Ya’ meant so much to her…”
Qin Li’en pointed to the clearing below the cliff.
“This… is where the lighthouse will later be built…”
“Lin Xi insisted on building her home on the perilous mountain and naming the lighthouse… all to commemorate that night’s agreement.”
At these words, Zhong Yi’s tears burst forth once more.
In an instant, he suddenly understood why, no matter what they did, they couldn’t plant the seed of “joining the Nine Heavens Sect” in Gu Yun’s youth.
Because, from beginning to end, what Gu Yun wanted wasn’t to join the Nine Heavens Sect, nor to go to the Moon Realm.
“So… so…”
Zhong Yi choked through his sobs.
“What Gu Yun really wanted wasn’t the Moon Realm at all… but to be where Lin Xi was…”
After muttering this to himself, Zhong Yi wept even harder.
Though the Forgetfulness Gu had erased all of Gu Yun’s memories, that promise was still engraved into his very life.
That was why, after Lin Xi left, Gu Yun became obsessed—practically frantic—with reaching the moon.
Not because becoming a cultivator of the Nine Heavens Sect was a boy’s dream, nor because he yearned for the Moon Realm.
It was simply because that promise had become an obsession not even the Forgetfulness Gu could erase—
If he and Lin Xi ever got separated, they would meet again on the moon!
“So that’s how it is. I understand now.”
After hearing Zhong Yi’s words, Qin Li’en nodded thoughtfully.
“What do you understand?” asked Zhong Yi, wiping his tears between broken sentences.
“I understand how to send Gu Yun to the Moon Realm.”
Qin Li’en lowered her head, making her thoughts hard to read.
“The Moon Realm? Old Master Gu’s wish isn’t the Moon Realm at all! It’s to be with Lin Xi! As long as Lin Xi is by his side, he wouldn’t need any damn Moon Realm…”
Zhong Yi stopped mid-sentence, realization dawning.
His heart pounded wildly as he stared at Qin Li’en in disbelief.
Because, in that moment, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
“Yes. As long as Lin Xi exists, he’ll never go to the Moon Realm…”
Qin Li’en let out a sigh.
The next instant, a gigantic formation spread across Gu Yun’s dream world, with her as its core.
“Wait! You’re not planning to…!?”
Zhong Yi’s heart sank heavily.
“It’s exactly what you’re thinking, Junior Brother Zhong.”
Qin Li’en turned her back to him and nodded.
“Once Lin Xi vanishes from Old Master Gu’s memories, we can get him to join the Nine Heavens Sect.”
“You monster!!!”
Zhong Yi erupted in fury, pointing at Qin Li’en.
“Old Master Gu’s life has already been miserable enough! Why can’t we just fulfill his real wish!? Why!?”
He lunged forward to stop her.
But just as he moved, multiple vines shot from the ground, binding him in place.
“We signed a spiritual contract with Old Master Gu… its terms require us to send him to the Moon Realm within the dream, not to have him stay with Lin Xi forever.”
Qin Li’en still hadn’t turned around, but her shoulders were trembling faintly.
“We have to fulfill the contract… not just for you and me, but for the sect.”
“I’ll bear the consequences of breaking the contract myself! Just stop—!”
Zhong Yi struggled to resist, but his dream-world authority had already been stripped away by Qin Li’en. At this moment, he was powerless.
“The sect’s mission cannot fail… so Lin Xi must disappear from Old Master Gu’s world.”
Qin Li’en shook her head.
“No!! You can’t do that!!!”
Zhong Yi roared in near-madness.
He watched helplessly as the figure of Little Lin Xi before him slowly faded from the air.
“If you want to stop me, then come and try.”
Qin Li’en cast him a thoughtful glance, then vanished from beneath the starry sky.
“But I’ll warn you now…”
“I’m much stronger than you.”
…
“Screw this… she really is a villainess!!”
Zhong Yi broke free from the vines in fury.
The dream-weaving formation had been constructed by Qin Li’en; this was her domain.
All of Zhong Yi’s original privileges had been revoked.
All he had now was himself.
Zhong Yi took a deep breath, gathered every ounce of spiritual energy around him, and gazed resolutely in the direction Qin Li’en had gone.
“Fight technique with technique, huh? Fine. I’ll make you regret this… I’ve never hit a woman before, but today, that’s going to change!”
…
A few minutes later.
“Damn it, another trap…”
“Holy hell!! These zombies are chewing me to death!!!”
“Why is every mob so tough for me?!”
“What the— is this a ghost maze!!!”
“Why is the me in this world so weak!!”
…
…
In this segment of the story, the NPC from the Dream Creation Sect is hell-bent on erasing Lin Xi’s existence to fulfill a sect mission.
The player must overcome a series of obstacles the NPC places in their way.
Of course, no matter how skilled the player is, the outcome remains unchanged.
Because, perhaps, Qin Li’en only meant to stall the player’s time—not truly kill them.
After countless trials, Zhong Yi finally finds where Qin Li’en is.
But he’s too late.
Qin Li’en’s location is at the staircase of the academy’s first floor.
The very place where Gu Yun first invited Lin Xi to watch a play together.
When Zhong Yi arrives, he can only watch as Lin Xi is dragged away from this memory space by a massive hand of black mist.
“NO—!!!”
Zhong Yi lets out a desperate roar.
But it changes nothing.
“You’re too late.”
Qin Li’en turns around, her face pale, looking exhausted.
“Why… why did you do this!?”
Zhong Yi shakes his head in utter despair.
He had thought Qin Li’en was a little sharp-tongued, not the graceful, gentle type of a noble lady.
But he never imagined she could be so ruthless.
To complete a sect mission, she would erase Old Master Gu’s beloved from his very memories…
This was too cruel!
“If I didn’t do this, how could Old Master Gu ever agree to join the Nine Heavens Sect?”
Qin Li’en shakes her head, her gaze complicated.
“Alright. It’s time to restart the memories…”
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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?"
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
