Su Xiyan mustered her courage: "Chen Shuo, I have something to tell you."
She placed the pillow she was holding between herself and Chen Shuo:
"Chen Shuo, this pillow is the boundary line. You're not allowed to cross it."
Chen Shuo seemed not to have heard and didn't respond.
Su Xiyan got angry and propped herself up halfway: "Chen Shuo! I'm talking to you!"
When she leaned over to look at Chen Shuo, she realized this guy had already fallen asleep!!!
How ridiculous!
With a super beautiful girl like me lying next to him, he could still fall asleep?
Outrageous!
Chen Shuo was already asleep, so if I didn't sleep too, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?
He might even make fun of me later.
So, Su Xiyan hugged her pillow and lay down, feeling annoyed.
With Chen Shuo by her side and his familiar scent, Su Xiyan felt quite peaceful inside.
It was just like sleeping at home in Haiyi Apartment, feeling completely safe and secure!
Despite her annoyance, Su Xiyan soon fell asleep too.
Not long after, Chen Shuo woke up from his slumber.
His stomach growled, and Chen Shuo suddenly remembered he hadn't eaten lunch yet today!
So that's why he woke up – he was hungry?
There was a knock on the door, and Chen Shuo quickly put on his slippers to answer it.
It was his cousin Sheng Xueyao in a red dress, along with her fiancé who looked ordinary but clearly wealthy.
"Xiyan... Xi..." Sheng Xueyao raised her hand to knock, just as the door opened.
Luckily, she stopped in time, or she would have knocked on Chen Shuo's broad chest.
Cousin Sheng Xueyao was surprised to see Chen Shuo opening the door. She stepped back and carefully checked the room number on the door.
She hadn't knocked on the wrong door! This was Su Xiyan's room.
But why was Chen Shuo the one opening the door?
Hadn't Su Xiyan just woken up in this room this morning?
Sheng Xueyao looked back at her fiancé beside her, then at the sleepy-eyed Chen Shuo, and suddenly felt envious of the free and loving relationship between Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan.
They seemed so sweet together, and it appeared they had already done things that couples should and shouldn't do.
What a beautiful love!
Cousin Sheng Xueyao, with her high emotional intelligence and being about to get married herself, immediately covered her slight disappointment with a bright smile:
"Most of the family members have arrived. Let's go down to the restaurant to eat!"
Chen Shuo rubbed his eyes: "I'm sorry, I was really too tired last night and didn't rest well, so I came back to the room for a quick nap."
Sheng Xueyao smiled: "That's fine, quickly wake Xiyan up, and let's go downstairs to eat together."
Chen Shuo looked back at the still-sleeping Su Xiyan, his tone unable to hide his affection: "She didn't seem to sleep well last night either, so..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Shuo felt something was off.
Especially when Sheng Xueyao gave him a look that said, "I understand now."
Hearing voices from outside, Su Xiyan also woke up.
A drowsy voice came from inside the room: "Cousin, wait for me a moment, I'll be up right away."
Su Xiyan wasn't someone without a sense of time.
The lunch was just for family relatives, with no outsiders, so Su Xiyan didn't waste time putting on makeup.
She simply washed her face, threw on a jacket, and went downstairs with everyone.
In the elevator, Su Xiyan's hair was a bit messy, and Chen Shuo casually helped her tidy it up, tucking it behind her ear.
The movement was quite practiced, and Su Xiyan seemed used to such small gestures. She was like a lazy little cat, leaning against Chen Shuo, allowing him to arrange her hair.
With a ding, the elevator arrived at the restaurant floor.
As Chen Shuo walked out of the elevator, he naturally took Su Xiyan's small hand in his.
In the largest private room of the restaurant, there was a huge round table that could seat dozens of people.
The Su family's lunch banquet was set up here.
From the conversation between cousin Sheng Xueyao and Su Xiyan, Chen Shuo learned that today's lunch was for Su family relatives.
Not only were Sheng Xueyao's parents there, but also Su Xiyan's father Su Yuanying, as well as some close relatives.
Moreover, the Su family's 80-something-year-old matriarch had also come.
It was normal for relatives to gather for Sheng Xueyao's wedding, such a big event.
But the wedding wasn't until tomorrow! Why such a formal affair for lunch today?
Sure enough, Sheng Xueyao's next words confirmed Chen Shuo's thoughts:
"Everyone heard that our Xiyan brought her boyfriend back, and they're all eager to see what kind of guy could win Xiyan's heart!"
Chen Shuo's smile froze on his face: Oh crap! A large-scale meet-the-family scene?
The largest private room in the restaurant was at the very end of the corridor.
The closer Chen Shuo got to that room, the more he felt a powerful pressure.
It was the oppressive feeling a Demon Hunter gives to a Vampire!
Demon Hunters and Vampires were like cats and mice, with an innate oppressive feeling in their blood. This was encoded in their genes and couldn't be changed.
Fortunately, Chen Shuo had his system, and he was already at the Demon Saint level.
Even though the pressure was strong, it wasn't enough to intimidate Chen Shuo.
Arriving at the door of the private room, several waiters together opened the heavy, luxurious doors.
A super large round table appeared before Chen Shuo.
Around the table sat the Su family relatives.
The only ones Chen Shuo could recognize were Su Xiyan's father Su Yuanying, and the aunt who had picked them up at the highway exit that day.
In the main seat at the far end sat a white-haired but spirited old lady.
This must be Su Xiyan's grandmother, the Su Old Lady, right?
From the moment Chen Shuo entered the room, all eyes were on him.
Su Xiyan led Chen Shuo around, greeting each relative.
Chen Shuo felt like he had developed face blindness; after a round of greetings, he could only remember a few people.
Anyway, he just followed Su Xiyan's lead, calling the relatives whatever Su Xiyan called them.
After the round of introductions, Chen Shuo's scalp was tingling.
Even Chen Shuo, who was somewhat of a social butterfly, felt like he had social anxiety.
He thought to himself that even just recognizing everyone in a big family was not an easy task.
His own small family was better, with simpler interpersonal relationships and just a few relatives.
During his first meal with Su Xiyan's family, several elders got excited and started toasting each other.
Enthusiastic elders even poured drinks for Chen Shuo personally, wanting to have a good drink with this young man who had "stolen away" their family's most beautiful daughter.
Chen Shuo had never drunk alcohol before,
But with so many eyes on him at the table, he couldn't back down, could he?
So, Chen Shuo almost never refused, and even took the initiative to toast several elders.
Before the meal was even over, Chen Shuo had already won the approval of the male elders present with his outgoing personality and generous nature:
This young man is a good one!
When you ask him to drink, he really drinks!

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.”

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?"

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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?"