Or maybe she was aware of it and simply enjoying it.
That sounded pretty twisted.
Si shuddered.
If it was the second scenario, she really didn’t know how to judge Zhao Xi anymore.
“I was going to ask Zhao Xi about her family, but who knew the girls’ dorm would be like this…” Little Wei was covered in goosebumps.
If she barged in, should she clap or do something else?
Little Wei was torn.
But then again, she thought that would be too boring.
She pushed the window open from the outside and peeked in.
“What are you guys doing? Need me to join?”
“Ah—!”
Zhao Xi was startled by the voice—after all, this was the seventh floor.
Her face turned pale as she used her clothes to cover what little she could, trembling like a fragile little flower in the autumn wind.
On the other hand, Xu Yichen remained much calmer, leisurely putting his clothes back on.
“If you’re into it, sure,” Xu Yichen said with a faint smirk.
He knew his own charm.
Since childhood, he had been adored by pretty maids, and as he grew older, his tastes expanded to all kinds of beauties. Zhao Xi was one of them, but Jiang Xixi in front of him wasn’t bad either.
Especially in that striking red dress—it was hard to miss.
Little Wei could see right through Xu Yichen’s thoughts and let out a dry laugh.
“You should just wash up and go to sleep, you horndog.”
Xu Yichen frowned.
What did “horndog” mean?
Meanwhile, Zhao Xi’s face darkened at the insult.
“Don’t you dare talk about him like that. You don’t know anything,” Zhao Xi snapped at Little Wei.
Little Wei had ruined her fun more than once, and this time was even worse.
Did she really think Zhao Xi, a feng shui master, was just for show?
Did she think Zhao Xi was some pushover?
With that, Zhao Xi raised her hand to draw a talisman, but Xu Yichen stopped her.
“Don’t tire yourself over something so trivial,” he said soothingly.
Zhao Xi blushed, her anger momentarily forgotten.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you here.”
Xu Yichen planted a light kiss on Zhao Xi’s forehead before turning to Little Wei.
“Let’s find a better place for this,” he said to Jiang Xixi.
“Oh.” Little Wei glanced at Zhao Xi, who was still scrambling to dress.
“So tiny. I don’t even know how you managed,” Little Wei remarked casually.
Zhao Xi nearly lunged at her.
“At least I have something. Do you?”
Her words struck Little Wei like a dagger to the heart.
“But I’m younger,” Little Wei retorted smugly.
Before Zhao Xi could pounce, Little Wei darted away.
“Little Nailuo, give me the staff,” Little Wei called into the void.
Little Nailuo huffed. “Oh, now I’m your precious?”
“Ow! Si, stop kicking me! I was joking, okay? QAQ”
Little Nailuo was on the verge of tears.
Was there no justice in this world?
Still, she quickly handed the staff over.
Any delay, and things might have gone south.
Xu Yichen’s aura was intense.
Had he gained some new power? He didn’t seem as afraid of her as before.
But when he saw the staff in Little Wei’s hand, his pupils shrank involuntarily.
That thing was terrifying.
Every ghost would fear it—yet here it was, wielded by a ghost.
How did that make any sense?
Xu Yichen stared at Little Wei.
He needed to get that staff away from her.
With that thought, he followed her outside the city.
As a ghost king, Xu Yichen couldn’t fly indefinitely, so by the time they reached the outskirts, he had expended a lot of energy.
He had run the whole way.
If ghosts could sweat, he’d be drenched.
Still, Xu Yichen was shocked.
Jiang Xixi’s soul was weak, yet her power didn’t match her condition at all.
Smirking, he put on what he thought was a charming smile.
“Jiang Xixi,” he called softly.
Little Wei: ?
Just hearing his voice made her skin crawl.
“Get lost,” she snapped. She had no interest in dealing with this ghost.
She had standards—her partner should at least be a god. Anything less was just pathetic.
“We could be together,” Xu Yichen pressed.
Little Wei: …
Before she could recover from the absurdity, he spoke again.
“Xixi.”
Even though it wasn’t her name, Little Wei’s goosebumps multiplied tenfold.
“Shut the hell up,” she growled, her patience gone.
What the actual hell?
But Xu Yichen didn’t understand. He thought she was just flustered.
When Little Wei swung her staff at him, he still didn’t get why she was mad.
Women usually threw themselves at him.
A single glance, and they’d fall into his arms.
But Little Wei was different.
More interesting than Zhao Xi.
Xu Yichen dodged her attack and appeared behind her.
“You’re amusing. I like that.”
Little Wei’s lips twitched. “Did you spill a whole vat of cooking oil on yourself?”
How could someone be this full of themselves and this cringey?
His narcissism was on another level—even she couldn’t compete.
Sighing, she called out to Si.
“Si.”
Si sounded puzzled. “Why are you calling me now?”
Little Wei smirked. “Oh, you’re so considerate. You actually answered. Be a good girl and come to my room tonight.”
Si: …
“You need medication,” Si deadpanned.
Xu Yichen’s delusions were one thing—he was a general in his past life, revered by women and favored by the emperor.
But flirting? That wasn’t his thing.
War was his expertise.
“Hmph, I’m mad now,” Little Wei muttered, gripping her staff.
But then it hit her.
Xu Yichen.
He was probably the male lead.
A ghost of his caliber was rare, and the ghost-human pairing was a classic trope in romance novels.
If not for her, Zhao Xi and Xu Yichen would’ve teamed up to take Jiang Xixi down.
At their peak, they’d be unstoppable.
“Si, would killing the male lead cause problems?” Little Wei wondered aloud.
“You can’t kill him anyway,” Si replied.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
