Was Su Xiyan threatening him?
Chen Shuo let go of Su Xiyan and moved back to the edge of the swing bench.
"Su Xiyan, should I understand that if you're in a bad mood, you'll resort to domestic violence against me?"
Su Xiyan smirked: "What do you think?"
Chen Shuo: "..."
Women's mood swings are terrifying!
Especially when Su Xiyan's aura turned cold, Chen Shuo's system became unstable, as if it might malfunction at any moment.
Better not provoke her!
The system was Chen Shuo's trump card, and he couldn't afford to lose it just because Su Xiyan was in a bad mood.
Chen Shuo felt helpless!
It seemed like a silver lining, but did he really have any advantage?
He discovered that Su Yuanying's level was much higher than Su Xiyan's, only one step away from becoming a Legendary Demon Hunter.
But Su Yuanying was Su Xiyan's father!
And he was obsessed with doting on his daughter!
Su Yuanying would only be happy if Su Xiyan was happy.
As for the system, it initially malfunctioned in Su Xiyan's presence. Now it no longer malfunctioned in front of her, but it still depended on her mood.
When Su Xiyan was in a good mood, the system would appear.
To maintain his secret weapon system, he had to constantly consider Su Xiyan's mood.
Chen Shuo felt helpless inside. Was he destined to always listen to Su Xiyan from now on?
Obedience was impossible, it would never be possible in this lifetime. He could only rely on being stubborn to maintain some joy in life!
Chen Shuo decided to be tough! To stand tall and get things done!
Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan walked hand in hand through the hotel garden, a talented couple with great chemistry.
Many passing staff members almost mistook Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan for the bride and groom of tomorrow's wedding.
As the best man and bridesmaid for tomorrow's wedding, they both needed to wake up early.
Back at the guest room, Chen Shuo took out his room key and naturally said goodnight to Su Xiyan.
After returning to her own room, Su Xiyan prepared to change clothes and go to sleep.
Only then did she remember that she had bathed until she smelled fragrant, and had put on a matching set of intimate underwear, along with a little spaghetti strap dress that perfectly accentuated her figure.
Yet it hadn't been put to use!
There would be plenty of time in the future, she'd let Chen Shuo off the hook for now!
Su Xiyan felt that she should take control of this relationship.
Chen Shuo wanted to slip away? No way!
No matter if he had found a Demon Hunter who could help him reverse his bloodline faster, Chen Shuo could only be held tightly in Su Xiyan's palm, with no escape!
How could she let a man she had set her sights on get away?
Early the next morning, before dawn, Su Xiyan and Chen Shuo were already up.
As the best man and bridesmaid, they had too many things to do throughout the wedding.
Su Xiyan went to the bride's makeup room and, along with several bridesmaids, applied light, subtle makeup. It made them look more refined and beautiful, but without stealing the bride's spotlight.
The uniform light purple bridesmaid dress looked like that of an otherworldly fairy when worn by Su Xiyan, giving her an ethereal air.
Sheng Xueyao sat in a chair in the makeup room, surrounded by several makeup artists.
Some were doing her hair, others were applying makeup, and still others were arranging her dress, all bustling about.
After being fully dressed up, Sheng Xueyao was stunningly beautiful, like a passionately blooming rose. Her festive makeup, paired with her sweet smile, exuded the aura of a new bride.
The bridesmaids gathered together, discussing how to tease the groomsmen later.
One of the bridesmaids took out a lip print card and found a spot to leave her lip print on it.
The remaining bridesmaids and the bride Sheng Xueyao also found spots to leave their lip prints.
This activity was commonly used in many weddings.
The bridesmaids and the bride would leave their lip prints on a card together, then give the card with the lip prints to the groom, asking him to pick out the bride's lip print from among them all.
After applying lipstick, Su Xiyan pressed her thin lips together and left her unique lip print on the card as well.
After Sheng Xueyao finished her makeup, she took photos with the bridesmaids before the groom came to pick her up, capturing every moment of anticipation.
Su Xiyan appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, she was taking mental notes of every step of the wedding. Who knows, it might come in handy for her own wedding someday.
When it was almost time, the bride and bridesmaids came to the room prepared for the groom's arrival.
After they were ready, there was a knock on the door outside.
The groom had come to pick up the bride!
How could they let the groom take the bride away so easily?
The bridesmaids took out the lip print card and slipped it through the crack of the door into the groom's hand. They asked the groom to find Sheng Xueyao's lip print within a set time.
The door was only open a crack, with the safety chain still latched!
The bridesmaids and groomsmen communicated through the fist-wide gap in the door.
The groom held the lip print card, looking at the seemingly similar lip prints, feeling perplexed.
It wasn't easy to distinguish between women's lip prints!
Chen Shuo, as a member of the groomsmen, glanced at the lip print card.
He immediately pointed to one of the lip prints: "This one."
"Eliminate it."
The bespectacled groomsman who had a grudge against Chen Shuo immediately asked in a challenging tone: "How do you know this isn't the bride's lip print?"
Chen Shuo's tone was calm, but very certain: "Because this is Su Xiyan's lip print."
Hearing Su Xiyan's name, the bespectacled groomsman became angrier: "Nonsense! How can you be so sure?"
Chen Shuo was confident: "Of course!"
Bespectacled groomsman: "You're that confident?"
Chen Shuo: "She's my girlfriend, how could I not recognize my own girlfriend's lip print?"
The bespectacled groomsman was so angry he started jumping: "You! Don't talk nonsense! You didn't even know each other during yesterday's rehearsal, how did she become your girlfriend?"
Chen Shuo thought to himself, this bespectacled guy was really stupid! He had no sense at all!
Anyone with eyes and even a bit of emotional intelligence could see that during yesterday's rehearsal, Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan were pretending not to know each other because of a small argument.
Chen Shuo couldn't be bothered to explain: "I won her over yesterday! If you don't believe me, ask her?"
The gazes of several groomsmen peered through the door crack towards the bridesmaid Su Xiyan in the room.
Su Xiyan gave Chen Shuo a sweet smile and blew him a kiss.
At this, the bespectacled man completely deflated.
Today's wedding protagonists were cousin Sheng Xueyao and her husband. If the bespectacled man hadn't deliberately questioned him, Chen Shuo wouldn't have wanted himself and Su Xiyan to become the center of attention.
So, Chen Shuo quickly redirected the groom's and everyone else's attention back to the lip print card.
Chen Shuo had already eliminated Su Xiyan's lip print, and the groom tried twice before finally correctly identifying the bride Sheng Xueyao's lip print among the remaining ones.
After stuffing quite a few red envelopes through the door crack and passing several more challenges, the bridesmaids finally opened the door to let the groom and his groomsmen in.
Su Xiyan took the opportunity to walk to Chen Shuo's side and asked in a low voice: "When did you memorize my lip print?"
Chen Shuo grinned mischievously: "Once tasted, of course I remember."
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?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
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?"
