Returning to the rented apartment.
Su Qianmo was so engrossed in her phone that she didn't even hear Gu Chenan enter.
Gu Chenan quietly closed the door and tiptoed behind Su Qianmo.
"What are you looking at?"
Su Qianmo startled, frightened by the sudden voice. She turned her head, her exquisitely beautiful face full of reproach: "How annoying, you scared me to death!"
Gu Chenan pressed his cheek against Su Qianmo's shoulder, their faces nestling together, the warm sensation spreading between them.
"What were you so absorbed in that you didn't even hear me come in?"
Su Qianmo smiled, bringing her phone closer to Gu Chenan: "Peerless Dragon King."
"Huh?"
Gu Chenan furrowed his brow: "How did you find this novel?"
"Hmph." Su Qianmo said proudly: "It was simple. I just searched our names online and found this book."
She continued with a hint of resentment: "Why is that despicable Lin Yu the protagonist while you're the villain? It's not fair!"
Gu Chenan stroked Su Qianmo's head and laughed: "The Dragon King is obviously the main character, isn't that what the book's title suggests?"
Then, Gu Chenan asked: "How far have you read?"
"Umm..." Su Qianmo thought for a moment, then said teasingly: "I've reached the part where you've kidnapped me and are about to take advantage of me!"
"You haven't read much then?"
"Let's not talk about that," Su Qianmo turned off her phone and looked back at him. "How did it go for you?"
"How did what go?"
"The blind date, of course! What did she look like? Was she pretty? Did she fall head over heels for you at first sight?" Su Qianmo asked playfully.
"Don't even mention it."
The topic irritated Gu Chenan. He took a big gulp of his soda and said: "She was just a conceited, insufferable woman. She acted as if I was the one begging to meet her. It was absurd."
Su Qianmo smiled: "Alright, you were just going through the motions anyway. Don't take it to heart."
"True."
Gu Chenan stretched and said: "Come out with me later."
"Sure!" Su Qianmo's eyes lit up: "I've been wanting to see what this world looks like anyway."
Gu Chenan looked around his small rented apartment. It was enough for one or two people, but more female leads would be coming soon.
"Let's buy a house while we're at it."
Su Qianmo was taken aback: "While we're at it?"
Gu Chenan nodded: "A big villa."
"Where... where did you get that kind of money?" Su Qianmo was skeptical.
Since she had crossed over, she had realized that Gu Chenan's identity in the real world was that of an ordinary person.
For an ordinary person to buy a large villa seemed too unrealistic.
"Of course, I brought it back from that world," Gu Chenan didn't intend to hide it from Su Qianmo.
Hearing Gu Chenan's explanation, Su Qianmo immediately understood.
If Gu Chenan could bring her, a living person, back, bringing some money wasn't anything to be surprised about.
Ring ring!
Just then, Gu Chenan's phone rang.
He frowned as soon as he saw the number.
"Hello, Dad."
"Tell me what's going on with you?" Gu Zheng's tone was icy cold on the phone.
"Nothing's going on. I went, didn't I? She's just too proud and looks down on me. How is that my fault?" Gu Chenan said with some resentment.
"Hmph!" Gu Zheng snorted angrily: "Never mind her, let's talk about you. What little Liu said was true, wasn't it? Why are you getting angry? Do you know what she said when she got back? She said you have no capabilities but a big temper!"
Gu Zheng's words left Gu Chenan stunned.
Although Gu Chenan knew his father's personality, it was clear that Gu Zheng was speaking this way because of Liu Wan.
At first glance, these words seemed to make sense, but in reality, they were worlds apart.
Gu Chenan had indeed lost his temper, but not because Liu Wan said he had no money or anything like that. It was because of the contempt and insults hidden in Liu Wan's words.
"Dad, why didn't she mention how she insulted me? Did you know she accused me of wanting to be a kept man?" Gu Chenan said angrily.
Gu Zheng was momentarily speechless, then changed the subject: "Alright, I shouldn't have pushed you into this blind date. Now, go out and find a job immediately. How can you have any future just staying at home playing video games all day!"
"What job? I'm not going. I already have..."
Before Gu Chenan could finish, Gu Zheng roared on the other end of the phone: "If you don't go find a job, I won't consider you my son anymore!"
With that, he hung up.
Find a job? What fucking job?
"System, is my background loading complete?"
"Loading in progress, please wait patiently."
"So slow."
Gu Chenan was exasperated. This system was truly garbage.
If his background had loaded properly, why would he need to get a job?
Thinking of this, Gu Chenan couldn't help but feel anticipation.
He wondered what the background of Donghai's number one family from the novel would translate to in the real world.
Would he become the young master of Shanghai's most prominent family?
After all, Donghai in the novel was based on the real-world Shanghai.
...
Gu Chenan and Su Qianmo walked out of the rented apartment.
Hand in hand, they strolled along the sidewalk lined with plane trees. A gentle breeze ruffled Su Qianmo's hair, carrying with it a sweet fragrance.
Su Qianmo was still wearing the bodycon dress from the novel world. The dress accentuated her perfect waist-to-hip ratio, and her sensual curves were irresistibly alluring under its tight embrace.
Such a provocative and perfect figure, coupled with Su Qianmo's flawless 3D model-like face, made her the most eye-catching presence on the street.
Street vendors and passersby all turned to look at Su Qianmo, and even drivers in passing vehicles couldn't help but steal a few glances.
In the novel world, beautiful women were abundant, yet Su Qianmo was still crowned as Donghai's top beauty. One can imagine how breathtaking her cold, stunning face and perfect figure appeared in the real world.
Su Qianmo's looks and figure would be considered overwhelming even in the entertainment industry.
"Is there something strange about me?"
Feeling the surrounding gazes, Su Qianmo asked softly.
Gu Chenan chuckled.
It seemed Su Qianmo hadn't yet realized that the overall appearance of the novel world was far superior to the real world.
"No, you're just too beautiful."
Su Qianmo's face immediately flushed red: "I-I see."
"Where are we going?" Su Qianmo asked.
Gu Chenan thought for a moment: "Let's grab a meal first, then we'll go house hunting!"
Su Qianmo nodded. She looked around, still aware of the gazes fixed on her.
Right now, she felt like an ornamental fish thrown into an aquarium, with the passersby like people gathered around to admire its beauty.
This direct, unabashed staring made Su Qianmo feel lost and uneasy.
She tightened her grip on Gu Chenan's hand and moved closer to him.

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?!

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.”

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"