About an hour later, Chen Shuo brought Su Xiyan back home.
As soon as they reached the entrance of their apartment building, the scene before them was so shocking that not only Chen Shuo but even Su Xiyan, a wealthy young lady, was taken aback.
The entire house was filled with all kinds of gifts, from the elderly to children, ranging from the practical to the extravagant.
It looked like they were setting up a convenience store.
"Dad, Mom, isn't this a bit too much?"
Chen Shuo looked at the scene before him, his mouth twitching uncontrollably. What kind of joke was this? With so many things, even if they wanted to take them away, it wouldn't be easy.
"Stop talking nonsense and come help move things if you have nothing better to do. This is the first time she's visiting, we can't be careless."
Chen's father was busy arranging the gifts while scolding Chen Shuo.
For the first time, Chen Shuo saw his father so attentive.
While being attentive was a good thing, this was indeed a bit over the top.
And with so many things, how were they supposed to move them all?
"Dad, can we keep it simple? Just take some practical items?"
Chen Shuo frowned, knowing that just saying this wouldn't make much of a difference, so he glanced at Su Xiyan, hinting for her to help speak up.
"Yes, Uncle and Auntie, there are too many things. We won't be able to fit them all in the car."
As soon as Su Xiyan finished speaking, Chen's father and Xu Mei, who had been stern-faced, immediately broke into warm smiles: "Xiyan, don't worry. One car definitely won't be enough, but we have another one. With two cars, we can definitely fit everything."
"That's right, Xiyan, just wait here comfortably. We won't take long. Are you thirsty? Should I get you a bottle of water?"
Xu Mei continued to move things while chatting amiably with Su Xiyan.
"Auntie, no, I'm not thirsty."
Su Xiyan waved her hands repeatedly, but Xu Mei's enthusiasm was unstoppable. Taking the water Xu Mei brought from the room, Su Xiyan felt a bit flustered.
Chen Shuo, standing to the side, witnessed all this.
The shadow in his heart was immeasurable. After all, he, the biological son, had just spoken a few extra words and was scolded by his parents.
But look at Su Xiyan? She was clearly being treated like a real daughter.
Chen Shuo's heart was filled with mixed feelings, but what could he say? Could he really compete for favor with his own wife?
Before he could sigh, Xu Mei's urging voice came from beside him.
"What are you standing there for? Come over and help move things."
Chen Shuo forced a bitter smile and could only nod silently.
"Auntie, can I help too?" Su Xiyan said, already taking the initiative to carry some items.
"No need, no need, Xiyan. Just rest comfortably. You're our guest. Let Chen Shuo do it." Xu Mei smiled and gestured, then shot an unfriendly glance at Chen Shuo.
"Look at you, learn from her. She's a guest and still knows how to help. Hurry up, or we'll be late, and I won't let you off."
Chen Shuo didn't dare to argue loudly, just kept nodding. At this point, he could only obediently move things.
As his parents had said, it would take two cars to move everything.
Not just two private cars, but trucks...
If Chen Shuo hadn't called a truck in time, they wouldn't have been able to move everything. It looked like they were moving house.
Chen Shuo kept saying it was too much, but his parents didn't mind at all. Even on the way, they kept asking Su Xiyan if there was anything she liked, offering to buy it for her.
It was only after Su Xiyan repeatedly refused that the matter was finally settled.
Su Family Mansion.
Before they arrived, Su Xiyan had already informed Su Yuanying, so as soon as Chen Shuo's family arrived at the Su Family Mansion, the scene inside stunned Chen's father and Xu Mei.
After all, they were just ordinary people with a decent life, but compared to the truly wealthy, the gap was like heaven and earth.
It was at this moment that they realized what it meant to be limited by poverty.
"My goodness, Xiyan, your family... is so wealthy?"
Xu Mei had seen a lot in her travels, but in the face of such a spectacle, she was still quite surprised.
"Auntie, it's not really that much." Su Xiyan felt a bit awkward.
She knew her family's conditions might put some pressure on Chen Shuo, so when she spoke with Su Yuanying, she specifically asked him not to be too ostentatious.
The intention was to prevent Chen Shuo's family from feeling burdened, but now the scene was making Su Xiyan feel at a loss.
Her father had dug a big hole for her.
She had wanted to reduce the pressure on Chen's family, but instead, she had made things worse.
"Our Chen Shuo must have accumulated blessings for several lifetimes to have a girlfriend like you. Don't worry, once you're part of our family, we'll treat you like our own daughter."
Xu Mei sighed, despite the disparity in conditions.
But Xu Mei didn't care about that. In her eyes, no matter what Su Xiyan's background was, as long as she was good to her son and they were happy together, as parents, they would unconditionally support them and give them the best they could.
"Auntie, you're making me feel embarrassed. Please rest assured, I will support Chen Shuo and my father will treat him like his own son."
Su Xiyan's heart was filled with sweetness. Perhaps this was the feeling of being recognized by elders.
"Mom, Xiyan's not lying. You should treat me better too. You don't know, but in the Su Family, I'm treated like a real son. Not that I need to be waited on hand and foot, but at least it's not like this."
Chen Shuo's words grew more and more emotional. He just couldn't understand why the difference was so great.
"Stop being cheeky!"
"..."
In the midst of everyone's laughter, the car drove into the inner courtyard of the Su Family Mansion.
Su Yuanying was already waiting there, along with some close relatives of the Su Family.
They were all dressed formally and behaved with dignity. Judging from their appearance, they took this matter very seriously.
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?"
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?!
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!
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
