"Are you trying to work me to death?" Little Wei said, though she still felt a strange uneasiness in her heart.
Back when she thought of Si as just a system, things were simpler. But now, with this new identity suddenly added to the mix, she couldn’t shake off the awkwardness.
Si chuckled at Little Wei’s words.
"Just find the most critical missing pieces," Si replied.
Soul fragments from neighboring worlds naturally attract each other, so there’s no need to scour every single world. As long as they locate the more prominent ones, the surrounding fragments would be drawn out.
"Ugh," Little Wei grumbled, mentally calculating—it still seemed like a lot.
Damn it. Now that Si had revealed her true identity, Little Wei couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
No more reckless teasing from now on. After all, her wife was the system—every thought she had would be seen through.
What a terrible feeling.
Little Wei sat cross-legged on the grass, sulking as she absentmindedly drew circles in the dirt.
After a long pause, she finally asked, awkwardly, "So… what should I call you from now on?"
"Sweetheart"?
That sounded way too cheesy.
"I don’t mind. Call me whatever," Si replied, genuinely indifferent to titles.
Back when the company had asked her to choose a name, she’d just used a single character from her own name.
Other systems went out of their way to pick surnames, but she couldn’t even be bothered with that.
Little Wei: "……"
"Then I’ll just keep calling you Si. But it still feels weird." Little Wei suddenly recalled the scene earlier by the stream with Duan Lingyun.
Holy crap!
Did Si see everything?!
This was literally social suicide.
"You… didn’t see anything just now, right?" Little Wei asked cautiously.
Si paused for a moment, as if sensing Little Wei’s thoughts, then smirked. "You mean the part with the mosaic?"
Little Wei let out a sigh of relief.
If it was censored, then fine.
Wait—no, not fine!
What difference did it make whether it was censored or not?!
It wasn’t like she’d never seen "educational material" before.
Ugh. The more she thought about it, the more mortified she became. Her toes curled in embarrassment—if this kept up, she could probably dig out a three-bedroom, two-bath wedding suite with them.
"You’re really…" Little Wei was on the verge of losing it.
"I mean… how do I put this? Don’t be so embarrassed. Weren’t you shameless before?" Si mused, rubbing her chin.
Little Wei: ???
No, she did care about her dignity.
And the thought of Si watching from the sidelines during those moments made her skin crawl.
Wahhh, she’d never dare to kiss Duan Lingyun again.
But somehow, being scolded by Si made her feel better.
Not because she had any weird kinks, but because their dynamic hadn’t actually changed.
She just wouldn’t be able to kiss the version of Si in other worlds anymore.
Wahhh, was her bright, cheerful self doomed to become an emo wreck now?
"Relax. It’s really not a big deal. I’m not interested in watching that stuff anyway," Si reassured her.
If this girl spiraled into self-loathing, their mission would be in trouble.
"Wahhh, you don’t even want to watch?" Little Wei sounded even more dejected.
Si: ?
Was something wrong with this person?
Si nearly choked.
How could someone this childish handle real crises without breaking down?
"So… should I watch or not?" Si rubbed her face, feeling her cheeks go numb.
Little Wei hesitated.
"I won’t give you the chance," she huffed, deciding she wasn’t bold enough to let someone witness her like that.
Especially when the watcher and the doer were the same person. That was just weird.
"Alright," Si replied, utterly exasperated.
Little Wei snorted.
"But don’t think this means you’re off the hook for lying to me," she added, petty as ever.
After so many worlds, she’d only just discovered that her wife was the system. Looking back at all her past antics—ugh, the shame!
She wanted to disappear.
"Fine," Si agreed easily.
Only then did Little Wei stand up.
She glanced at the Liu Family’s insignia before tucking it away.
"You could visit the Liu Family. Might find something useful," Si suggested, confident in her family’s legacy.
They’d been crafting magical artifacts for over a thousand years.
"That’s not right. I don’t want to take your family’s things," Little Wei refused after a moment’s thought.
The best treasures should stay with the Liu Family—if she took them, what would they have left to boast about?
That’d be too cruel.
"That’s not what I meant. If there’s something you can use, they might not even need it," Si countered, exasperated.
"I don’t believe you. I’m not going," Little Wei shook her head.
What kind of person mooched off their wife?
She hated men who lived off women.
Si: "……"
"Fine," Si gave up.
Whatever. This girl could do as she pleased.
Little Wei sheathed her sword and turned to the Liu Family members who had finished eating.
"Let’s go," she said with a smile.
Liu Ruo stood up.
The Hundred Fragrance Flower wasn’t far from the Autumn Vine, so they quickened their pace.
But to their surprise, the flower was guarded by a spirit beast.
Not a true guardian—just a creature drawn to the plant’s spiritual energy. The flower itself towered at half a person’s height, the largest Hundred Fragrance Flower Little Wei had ever seen.
"This flower must be ten thousand years old," Liu Ruo murmured in awe.
Ten thousand?
By typical fantasy logic, it should’ve gained sentience by now.
The spirit beast nearby was roughly at the Nascent Soul stage—tiger-like, but with unusually long white fur.
If Little Wei were a cultivator from this world, she might’ve considered taming such a majestic mount.
Pretty cool.
"Senior, this won’t be easy to obtain," Liu Ruo said grimly.
She recognized the beast—a Phantom Light Tiger, a species rarely seen in the continent.
This tiger could conjure three illusory clones, each as powerful as the original, making it a nightmare for opponents above its level.
"Not easy?"
Little Wei glanced at her sword.
The blade inched back slightly.
If it could talk, she suspected it’d be cursing right now.
"Does Senior plan to use this sword?" Liu Ruo asked, still uneasy.
A mere sword against a Nascent Soul-stage Phantom Light Tiger? The gap was far too wide.
"Of course. What else would I use?" Little Wei replied, eyeing the blade.
"Well? You in or not?" she asked it.
After what seemed like an internal struggle, the sword finally shot toward the tiger.
The Phantom Light Tiger bristled as the menacing weapon flew toward it, rising to its feet in caution.
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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?"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
