The air around them seemed to freeze.
Gu Yan stared at Leng Ling'er and Bai Qionglan.
Slowly, a question mark formed in his mind.
Wait a minute?
Am I still dreaming?
How could I run into Leng Ling'er here??? Doesn’t she have school today?
And why is Gu Yingying sprawled on the ground, bawling her eyes out without a care for her image?
What’s going on? What’s happening?
Most importantly...
He was out strolling and shopping with Gu Yunrou and Gu Yingying without informing his wife, Leng Qingqiu.
If Leng Ling'er snitched, it would inevitably lead to another misunderstanding.
What should he do?
Leng Ling'er looked at Gu Yan, equally stunned.
What’s happening?
Why is my brother-in-law here?
And who’s that gorgeous woman next to him?
And this girl clutching her pants leg while sobbing uncontrollably—does she know Gu Yan too?
What’s going on?
An affair?
Is Gu Yan cheating?!
But...
She had sneaked out today without telling her sister.
If Gu Yan reported her, she’d be done for!
So...
Leng Ling'er glanced at Gu Yan.
So...
Gu Yan glanced back at Leng Ling'er.
They should just pretend not to know each other and greet each other normally!
With that thought,
Their eyes met, and they instantly understood each other’s intentions.
Just as both opened their mouths to speak—
"You—"
"Brother-in-law of Ling'er! You came at the perfect time!"
Bai Qionglan suddenly jumped in, pointing accusingly at Gu Yingying, who was still clinging to Leng Ling'er’s pants. "This little girl crashed right into Ling'er!"
"After falling, she started hurling insults at her!"
"Ling'er kindly helped her up, but then she started extorting us!"
"Brother-in-law, you have to stand up for us!"
The moment those words left her mouth,
Gu Yunrou’s eyes widened slightly as she looked at Gu Yan in shock.
Gu Yingying stopped crying, her gaze darting back and forth between Gu Yan and Leng Ling'er in disbelief.
Wh-wh-wh-what?!!
Brother-in-law of Ling'er?!
Does that mean... this bratty little blonde is Leng Ling'er?! And her sister is Leng Qingqiu?!
So! She’s Gu Yan’s sister-in-law!!
WHAT?!!
Lin Dang was also thrown for a loop.
Wait... does this mean...
Should I just quietly step back now? Am I witnessing something I shouldn’t?
Well, no point pretending anymore.
Gu Yan’s lips twitched. He cleared his throat and spoke slowly, "Alright, let me introduce everyone."
"This here is my sister-in-law, Leng Ling'er. I was planning to introduce you all tomorrow."
"And this is Bai Jun’s younger sister, Bai Qionglan."
"As for the one crying on the ground..."
He picked up the still-dazed Gu Yingying. "This is my little sister, Gu Yingying."
Then, gesturing to the elegant woman beside him, "And this is my older sister, Gu Yunrou."
Once the relationships were clarified,
Gu Yan turned to Old Gao, who had been watching the scene unfold. "Old Gao, take the stuff to the car first. I’ll handle things here."
"Got it, pff— Young Master."
Hey, hey, did you just laugh?!
Once the area was cleared, leaving only Gu Yan, Leng Ling'er, Bai Qionglan, Gu Yingying, and Gu Yunrou,
Gu Yan clapped his hands together and grinned at the four bewildered faces. "So, that’s the situation."
"The situation... my foot!"
Gu Yingying sniffled, her pretty face twisted in anger as she pointed at Leng Ling'er. "I refuse to accept her as your sister-in-law!"
Leng Ling'er raised an eyebrow. Huh? Why does this feel oddly familiar?
"Come on, Yingying. Whether you accept it or not, it’s already a fact," Gu Yan waved her off.
Gu Yingying’s expression froze. Then, lowering her head as if steeling herself, she suddenly looked up again, her eyes red with fury as she shouted at Gu Yan, "Gu Yan! I hate you!"
With that, she turned to storm off—
"Oh really?"
Leng Ling'er’s voice carried a hint of amusement.
"?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Gu Yingying halted mid-step, glaring daggers at Leng Ling'er over her shoulder.
This blonde brat—I won’t acknowledge her!
But then...
Leng Ling'er smirked, deliberately musing, "Hmm... I seem to recall someone crying on the ground earlier, calling for their..."
"Who was it again? Oh right, someone was about to call for their big bro—"
"W-w-w-wait!!!"
Gu Yingying’s composure crumbled instantly. She scurried back to Leng Ling'er, grabbing her hand with teary eyes. "Um... maybe we can talk this out?"
Leng Ling'er flashed a triumphant smile, patting Gu Yingying’s head. "Sure thing, little sis."
Then, leaning down, she whispered in her ear:
"You wouldn’t want your beloved brother to find out about this, would you?"
Guh...! This is my shame!!
Gu Yingying forced a smile, but inside, she was seething. I’ll make you pay for this humiliation one day!!
Leng Ling'er, I’ll remember you!!
Gu Yan could only watch in bewilderment.
What just happened?
They made up just like that? And what was that whisper about?
He glanced at Leng Ling'er, who looked unbearably smug, then at Gu Yingying, now being teased by her, and finally at Bai Qionglan, who was watching enviously.
His mind drifted back to Ning Qian, who had once made some... interesting gestures at Leng Ling'er.
Slowly, another question mark formed in his mind.
Huh?
It can’t be what I’m thinking... right?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
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?"
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?"
