Uncle Gou sighed, "If the master and madam knew about this in the afterlife, they would definitely climb out of their graves and beat the young master to death!"
"And that young man named Chu Yang, he looks quite energetic. How did he end up playing around with the young master?"
"And those things that even money can't buy, could it be..."
Uncle Gou eventually gave up thinking about it, lay down on his bed, and fell asleep.
Well, tomorrow I'll make a few more highly nourishing dishes to help the young master and Chu Yang recover their strength.
Early the next morning...
Shen Yuan was awakened by a mouth-watering aroma.
Chu Yang also opened his eyes.
The two exchanged a smile and walked out of the bedroom...
Shen Yuan finished washing up, while Chu Yang fell into deep thought.
Not washing up for a day shouldn't be a big problem!
The two walked into the living room...
On the dining table... Ginseng black bone chicken soup, braised venison, steamed bird's nest, and even the porridge was boiled with deer antler.
The main theme was nourishing the yin and replenishing whatever else needed it!
"Uncle Gou, are you trying to fatten me up?"
Shen Yuan pulled out a chair, sat down, and asked in astonishment.
Chu Yang looked dumbfounded, "Do you wealthy families eat like this early in the morning?"
Aren't you afraid of over-nourishing yourselves to death?
Uncle Gou brought over the last dish with a complex look in his eyes.
"Young master, and young man Chu Yang, come on, eat more!"
"You must have been exhausted yesterday, right?"
Uncle Gou chuckled.
Forget it, I should respect the young master's hobbies.
As for the family fortune, it's better to let the young miss inherit it!
At worst, we can just find a live-in son-in-law.
Chu Yang: "???"
"It's not really tiring, just that it hurt quite a bit at first!"
Chu Yang said subconsciously, "You get used to it after a while!"
Uncle Gou's fingers suddenly clenched tight, his face full of sorrow.
Chu Yang: "????"
What are you so sad about?
Shen Yuan instantly understood, feeling helpless in his heart.
I really hate the way I understand these things instantly!
Stifling a laugh, he nudged Chu Yang with his elbow.
Chu Yang: "What's wrong?"
"Thank you, Uncle Gou!"
Shen Yuan held back his laughter and hurriedly scooped a bowl of chicken soup for Chu Yang, "Drink up quickly. Only when we're fully nourished will we have the strength to 'work'."
Work... He emphasized the word heavily.
Chu Yang's face darkened as he suddenly understood.
He looked utterly embarrassed, truly wishing he could bury his head between his legs.
Uncle Gou sighed and nodded gently, his eyes filled with a look of 'I understand, I understand'.
Chu Yang sat on pins and needles throughout the entire meal.
Uncle Gou would occasionally mutter something like... Young people need to show restraint.
Chu Yang nearly choked to death.
Shen Yuan held back his laughter the whole time, almost spitting out his soup.
Finally finishing the meal, Shen Yuan grabbed Chu Yang and was about to run.
"Young master!"
Uncle Gou suddenly called out, "Don't forget, tomorrow is your birthday!"
Shen Yuan stopped in his tracks and looked at Chu Yang, "Tell me, how do you want to arrange it?"
Chu Yang: "..."
Right, we were switched at birth!
That's my damn birthday!
Uncle Gou: "????"
No way, young master. You're not planning to publicly announce that you're gay at your birthday banquet, are you?
"It doesn't matter, just arrange it however you see fit!"
Chu Yang laughed heartily, "After all, it's celebrating your birthday, not mine!"
Shen Yuan smiled and nodded, "Uncle Gou, just arrange it as you see fit! Yangzi and I are going out for a bit!"
"Got it!" Uncle Gou nodded.
Shen Yuan dragged Chu Yang along, then suddenly stopped again.
"Uncle Gou, there's a guy named Chen Erhe from the Chen Group!"
"Deal with it as you see fit..."
"Bankruptcy is a small matter, but ruining his family is the real deal!"
Shen Yuan turned his head and gave a crooked smile.
"Ah!?"
Uncle Gou was taken aback, "Young master, did he offend you?"
"Yeah, he did!"
Shen Yuan beamed with a smile, "So, Uncle Gou, you know what to do!"
"Understood!"
Uncle Gou suddenly slammed his copy of 'The Self-Cultivation of a Domineering CEO' hard on the table.
"Kill his whole family!"
Uncle Gou spoke chillingly, "Capture them all, fill them with cement, and sink them into the sea!"
Shen Yuan and Chu Yang stared in dumbfounded shock.
"Ahem, actually, there's no need to go that far!"
Shen Yuan whispered.
Chu Yang coughed, "Just making them go out and beg for food is enough!"
As for killing people...
It's better to wait until I recover some of my cultivation base and kill them myself!
"Uncle Gou, deal with it as you see fit, just leave them alive!"
Shen Yuan dragged Chu Yang out.
"Let's go pick up our sister first, shall we?"
Shen Yuan said, "Do you really not want this family fortune?"
Chu Yang nodded in deep agreement.
"It is time to bring her back. Yiyi has suffered a lot!"
"I don't want a damn thing..."
"I stand by what I said. I don't understand economics, I don't understand politics..."
"This world is essentially a jungle where the strong prey on the weak. Only by becoming strong can one solve all problems!"
"If I have enough power, I shall shatter chaos and create a new world!"
"If I have enough power, I shall reverse earth, wind, water, and fire, and reshape time and space!"
"If I have enough power, I shall destroy all obstacles and achieve all my hopes!"
Chu Yang looked incredibly proud.
Shen Yuan slapped him on the shoulder, "Alright, alright, you just keep up with your chuunibyou dreams..."
"And I'll be responsible for lying flat!"
Shen Yuan smiled gently.
Chu Yang rolled his eyes.
"Let's go!"
The two got into the car, followed by eight bodyguards...
The phone rang.
Chu Yang answered the phone, "Who is it!?"
"Young Master Shen, this is Chen Erhe!"
The voice on the other end was very respectful.
"Oh ho, quite the connections you have!"
"To be able to find my phone number."
Shen Yuan leaned back against the car seat, "I thought you would have kneeled before me last night."
"Young Master Shen, I am sincerely apologizing. Isn't Young Master Shen's tone a bit too aggressive?"
Chen Erhe's voice sounded.
"Heh!"
"Your son wanted to force himself on my sister..."
"My own biological sister!"
"Why should I have a good tone with you?"
"Chen Erhe, I'll give it to you straight!"
"Pay up and apologize to my sister!"
Shen Yuan sneered.
"How much does Young Master Shen want?"
Chen Erhe asked.
"Ninety-five percent of your entire net worth!"
Shen Yuan smiled brightly.
"What!?"
Chen Erhe's voice sharply rose.
I'm a multi-billion dollar corporation, and you want me to hand over ninety-five percent?
"Out of a hundred, give me ninety-five. You know my methods. Don't spend the remaining five recklessly, transfer four dollars and eighty cents to me tomorrow night."
"Don't touch the remaining twenty cents. Ten cents will be useful the day after tomorrow. Remember the last ten cents, use five cents to find a way out for your child."
"Consider the other five cents saved with me, and hand it over with interest later. If you're not convinced, just sue me, and your family's ruin will arrive immediately!"
Shen Yuan sneered, "Do you understand?"
"Young Master Shen, don't force me to fight to the bitter end!"
Chen Erhe said, "Although I'm not as rich as you, but..."
Click!
Shen Yuan hung up the phone directly.
"Alright, I'll send Uncle Gou a message to strike them to death!"
Shen Yuan said with a smile.
Chu Yang: "..."
This kid is quite ruthless!
The two sat in the car, heading all the way to the school.
After asking around, they learned that Chu Yiyi was currently attending Demon City University, the kind where she lived in a dormitory.
She was four years younger than Shen Yuan and Chu Yang!
Ten years ago, Chu Yang's adoptive parents died in a car accident.
In those days, surveillance cameras weren't as widespread, and no responsible party was found.
Chu Yang went out to work right after graduating from junior high school. He had worked in factories, tightened screws, served plates, and sold clothes.
In order to raise Chu Yiyi, he had endured a lot of hardships.
All of this was also the capital for his rise after his transmigration.
His mindset had been tempered, rendering him resilient.
Shen Yuan: "..."
I feel like this guy's level of idiocy is completely on par with mine.
"Stop the car!"
Shen Yuan suddenly said, "There's a phone store up ahead. Pull over, I need to buy a phone!"
"Isn't your phone working just fine..." Chu Yang barely opened his mouth before Shen Yuan cut him off.
"Are you completely out of touch with the times?"
"The world isn't all about fighting and killing, it's about social graces!"
"Of course I'm buying a phone for my sister!"
Shen Yuan got out of the car and flipped Chu Yang the middle finger.
Chu Yang fell silent for two seconds. "How about getting me a new one too?"
"Dumbass!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?"
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?"
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.”
