After finishing a day of classes, Chen Shuo went to the Kendo Club as promised to be Su Xiyan's practice partner.
The junior sisters of the Kendo Club were very thoughtful and brought protective gear for Chen Shuo, "Classmate, this is the protective gear I got for you."
Just as Chen Shuo was about to take the protective gear, a wooden sword suddenly appeared out of thin air between him and the junior sister.
Su Xiyan took off her helmet, wearing protective gear, with a wooden sword held horizontally between Chen Shuo and the junior sister. She said loudly, "Who allowed you to prepare protective gear for him?"
The junior sister blinked her innocent big eyes and answered, "Senior sister, every member of the Kendo Club has protective gear. Otherwise, it's easy to get injured."
Su Xiyan's eyes swept over Chen Shuo. "No, he doesn't need it."
"Don't do things on your own in the future."
The junior sister kept apologizing with her head down, "I'm sorry, senior sister! I'll pay attention next time! I'm sorry!"
Chen Shuo took the protective gear and put it on the long bench beside him, "Don't make it difficult for the little sister. Wearing protective gear while sparring with you means I already lost."
Everyone present: "..."
This guy really has no fear of death?
But this junior's performance last time was quite impressive.
Senior sister Su has really met her match this time.
The other members of the Kendo Club didn't know if they had been tortured too much by the stern Su Xiyan. At this moment, they all hoped Chen Shuo could continue winning today.
Su Xiyan neatened her hair efficiently into a ponytail, revealing her gorgeous face plainly in front of him.
It is said that the real test of a girl's looks is revealing her forehead.
Not only did Su Xiyan pass the test, she looked even more heroic and beautiful.
As expected, true beauties are perfect from head to toe.
Chen Shuo was reminded of Su Xiyan's feet last night when she deliberately provoked him by stepping on the bed, "From now on when we spar I won't wear protective gear either. Only the weak need protective gear since this isn't a formal competition."
The arrogant Su Xiyan took the bait. She threw down the wooden sword and went to the changing room.
As soon as Su Xiyan left, the other members of the Kendo Club immediately surrounded Chen Shuo and bombarded him with questions.
"Classmate, have you really never learned kendo before?"
"I heard you live with senior sister Su? Are you relatives? Distant cousins‽"
"What's senior sister Su's personality like in private?"
"Living with a beauty must be extremely blissful, right?"
"So envious! Let me live with senior sister Su for ten less years of my life!"
...
Chen Shuo was already tired of hearing these kinds of questions.
It was time to let them know about Su Xiyan's formidable side.
All the [negative impressions] of Su Xiyan floated up in Chen Shuo's mind. He was about to exhaust all his knowledge to portray her, adding embellishments.
But strangely, when it came to the tip of his tongue, he suddenly lost interest.
"She's actually... oh never mind, nothing much. Anyway she's still very beautiful as you normally see her."
Seeing Chen Shuo's exaggerated expression, the classmates thought they could dig up some insider gossip about Su Xiyan from him.
They didn't expect thunder but only a drop of rain without finding out anything.
Instantly everyone dispersed like scared birds and beasts.
Chen Shuo sat on the long bench, wondering why he suddenly lost interest in scheming against Su Xiyan.
A pair of feet wearing Kendo Club socks suddenly appeared in front of him.
Looking up along the kendo uniform, he saw Su Xiyan's unrivaled beautiful face.
Su Xiyan wore a loose kendo uniform with a belt tied around her slender waist.
Chen Shuo rubbed his eyes, thinking he saw wrong.
Because Su Xiyan's face seemed to have a smile?
Chen Shuo had concluded before: when Su Xiyan smiles, life and death are uncertain.
But the faint smile on her face now completely lacked killing intent.
Was it an illusion? When Chen Shuo looked again after rubbing his eyes, he found Su Xiyan really was smiling faintly.
She looked very satisfied, asking Chen Shuo, "Weren't you about to badmouth me just now? Why did you suddenly stop?"
At this moment, Chen Shuo strangely felt like he narrowly escaped death. Su Xiyan must have been eavesdropping from behind just now! Fortunately he didn't say anything bad about her.
If he had, he definitely wouldn't be standing here talking to her calmly now.
Cough cough!
Chen Shuo calmed his flustered heart and said, "I didn't mean anything else, don't overthink."
"I... I just feel that as men, we should be upright and not talk badly about women behind their backs."
"I say all criticisms directly to one's face and never sneakily."
Su Xiyan stepped forward curiously, "I'm right in front of you now. Say all the bad things you have to my face and let me hear them."
Chen Shuo: "..."
Su Xiyan was so close to Chen Shuo that he could almost feel her crispiness.
This damned pressure!
Although she didn't get a response from Chen Shuo, Su Xiyan looked quite happy.
Seeing senior sister Su's relaxed and cheerful expression, the other members of the Kendo Club also breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone knew the way for the Kendo Club to survive was if senior sister Su was in a good mood, only then would they have good days.
The atmosphere of the Kendo Club seemed more joyful than it had been for a long time.
Everyone sat cross-legged in a circle to watch Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan's practice session, hoping to learn more about sparring from these two.
Last time Chen Shuo hugged Su Xiyan's waist, but she was wearing thick protective gear then. Hugging with that on basically had no feeling.
Today Su Xiyan wasn't wearing protective gear.
Chen Shuo was very curious what it would feel like to intimately hug Su Xiyan's waist.
It wasn't that he was interested in her. He just wanted to try it out.
People always want to experience new things!
Chen Shuo was still looking for reasons to justify wanting to hug her waist when Su Xiyan's wooden sword fiercely struck his chest in a flash.
"Ah! That hurts! Are you really going all out?"
Chen Shuo covered his chest in pain, his face twisted.
It seemed Su Xiyan had long since seen through Chen Shuo's indecent thoughts.
She placed the wooden sword in front of Chen Shuo, "Put away your unrealistic ideas and concentrate on practice."
"Don't just keep evading. You should learn to take initiative and attack."
Since Su Xiyan gave the order, don't blame him for being impolite!
Chen Shuo casually grabbed a wooden sword from the rack nearby and launched his first ever active attack since starting practice.
He had zero kendo training and was completely freestyling.
The wooden sword in his hand struck at Su Xiyan's throat like a viper.
Su Xiyan turned her body gracefully and easily avoided it, causing the surrounding spectators to cheer excitedly and applaud.
"As expected of senior sister Su! Amazing!"
"Awesome! Cheers for senior sister Su!!"
Su Xiyan raised her sword hand and attacked!
Her speed was extremely fast! Her sword created afterimages from swinging so quickly.
But in front of her, Chen Shuo's figure had already disappeared.
What happened?
Without knowing when, Chen Shuo was already standing at Su Xiyan's side.
Su Xiyan attacked with all her might but hit only air.
Just like last time, due to momentum her body lost balance.
But this time, she only stumbled slightly before regaining her footing.
Seeing Su Xiyan about to lose her balance, Chen Shuo had already stretched out his hand to hug her waist.
But he could only watch with eyes wide as Su Xiyan steadied herself...
His outstretched hands froze awkwardly in midair, his toes curled in embarrassment.

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!