To become a god, one must sever emotions and forsake love. Si had her own selfish motives from the start—if she were to develop human emotions and desires, it would only negatively affect her host, making Little Wei’s path to godhood increasingly difficult.
Just like Gu Wei before her, the fundamental reason he failed to ascend was because he was swayed by emotions and desires.
Even if one didn’t aspire to godhood, surviving in this world as a soul still required an immensely powerful spirit.
And the prerequisite for such strength was a host without a system burdened by selfishness.
It was like raising a child—they had to grow up eventually. They couldn’t keep living a life where everything was handed to them.
"You want me to have selfish desires?" Only now did Si grasp Ling Wanbai’s meaning.
"We all know how sweet she is. I like her too—it’s the first time in my life someone has clung to me so affectionately, calling me ‘sister.’"
Si raised a brow slightly. "What, should she call you ‘auntie’ instead?"
Ling Wanbai: "..."
"We’re the same person now. Why are you insulting yourself?" Ling Wanbai was truly at a loss for words.
Before Si could respond, noises came from outside the door, prompting Ling Wanbai to quickly return to her own body.
Within half a minute, Ling Wanbai reached the door.
She really wanted to hear Little Wei call her "sister" again. The thought filled her with anticipation, softening her usually indifferent expression with a trace of warmth.
"What’s wrong?" Ling Wanbai opened the door and looked at Little Wei standing before her.
"What were you doing in there?" Little Wei couldn’t help but feel curious.
Li Luoyi’s strange behavior had even left Zhong Ruyue baffled. Little Wei had her little observer keep watch for a while, but there was still no sign of Zhong Ruyue attempting to seduce Zhang Yunxiao.
"I..." Ling Wanbai glanced back into the room before lowering her gaze to meet Little Wei’s.
"I missed you."
Little Wei: "?"
She thought she was bold, but Ling Wanbai was on another level.
"Truly admirable," Little Wei hastily clasped her hands in mock reverence.
"Don’t say things like that." She waved her hands dismissively, then fidgeted for a moment.
"You’ll make me shy."
Unfortunately, Du Ran happened to come upstairs just in time to hear this.
Both those who disliked Little Wei and those who adored her were rendered speechless.
"What do you want with me?" Ling Wanbai frowned deeply, her mood souring at the sight of Du Ran.
She had never harbored any goodwill toward Du Ran.
"I don’t want to oppose you, so stay out of my business." For once, Du Ran seemed somewhat rational, but the resentment in her eyes as she glared at Ling Wanbai remained.
Her grudge stemmed from Ling Wanbai’s relatively amicable relationship with Zhang Yunxiao.
"Your business?" Ling Wanbai considered it and realized she couldn’t just ignore it.
Du Ran was too unhinged—she needed to be dragged to a hospital for evaluation.
"Yeah, that’s right."
Before Ling Wanbai could respond, Little Wei stole the spotlight, nestling against her like a delicate bird, her eyes curved in amusement.
"How enviable, sister—you can like both women and men. Not like me, stuck with my dear Xiao Bai."
Ling Wanbai: "???"
Du Ran’s face twisted in fury.
"What do you mean by that?" Du Ran saw nothing wrong with her actions. She just loved Zhang Yunxiao—what was the crime in that?
"Nothing much. I’m just advising you to give up early. Senior Zhang will never like you."
Little Wei felt her words were perfectly justified.
"What do you know?!" Before Du Ran could explode, footsteps sounded from behind.
She turned to see Zhang Yunxiao standing there, holding a crate of tomatoes, his expression awkward.
"You..." He hadn’t expected Du Ran’s feelings for him to be exposed like this, let alone by his junior and Ling Wanbai. He’d just bought the tomatoes in high spirits, only to walk into the apartment and hear the commotion upstairs.
"I..." Du Ran stared at Zhang Yunxiao, her emotions in turmoil.
"How did you all find out? Please… don’t tell anyone else." Zhang Yunxiao hesitated before stepping protectively in front of Du Ran.
Their families were old friends, and they’d grown up together. He’d never imagined that treating her like a brother would lead to her feelings shifting this way.
"She’s involved with the Zerg," Little Wei remarked, stroking her chin.
If Zhang Yunxiao still didn’t get the hint, she’d have to deal with both of them—skewering them like kebabs with her staff.
"The Zerg?" Zhang Yunxiao instinctively took a step back, turning to Du Ran.
"You’re connected to the Zerg? Are you insane?"
When it came to serious matters, Zhang Yunxiao had clarity. The Zerg were the Federation’s greatest enemy, a perpetual threat to its safety. No matter the circumstances, consorting with them was unforgivable.
Du Ran paled, and at her expression, Zhang Yunxiao understood immediately.
His junior hadn’t lied—it was true.
"Have you lost your mind? Do you realize how terrifying the Zerg are?" His disbelief was palpable.
He had no idea when Du Ran had become so reckless. If something went wrong, the Federation’s people wouldn’t stand a chance against a Zerg invasion.
For years, the only reason the Federation had survived was because the Zerg lacked higher intelligence. Otherwise, it would have been wiped out long ago.
Du Ran was human too!
Zhang Yunxiao couldn’t comprehend it.
"Of course I know! But I love you too much—they’re the only ones who can alter my physique!" Du Ran’s eyes reddened.
In this era, fertility was a critical concern as human numbers dwindled. Both Du Ran and Zhang Yunxiao were among the rare, high-quality UR specimens.
Zhang Yunxiao had dismissed Du Ran’s earlier antics as mere mischief, never imagining she’d go so far as to deal with the Zerg just to become a double-S rank.
The usually mild-mannered Zhang Yunxiao turned uncharacteristically stern.
"I hope you’ll start thinking like a normal person," he told her.
Little Wei shot him a sidelong glance.
What a joke—he couldn’t even insult someone properly? He should’ve spat in Du Ran’s face.
"There’s no future for us. I already have someone I love."
The moment Zhang Yunxiao spoke, his junior’s head popped up, brimming with gossip.
"Who? Who who who who?!"
Little Wei’s curiosity burned. If she found out who Zhang Yunxiao loved, she could play matchmaker (not really).
Du Ran was equally stunned.
"Since when?"
How had she missed this? Who was trying to steal her man?
"A year ago. I never told you because I was afraid you’d..." Zhang Yunxiao lowered his gaze, leaving the implication hanging.
He knew Du Ran all too well. In the past, any girl who showed interest in him had been scared off by her.
If not for Du Ran’s UR status, those girls would’ve assumed something was going on between them.
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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?"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

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.”