Nangong Xiyun walked toward Su Luo’s room.
She knocked.
Su Luo already knew who it was.
"Come in."
She had resolved to let go, so there was no need to avoid Nangong Xiyun—not that she ever had.
"Nangong Xiyun entered and immediately said with sincerity, "Su Luo, my feelings for you are genuine."
"Sure, sure. So genuine I didn’t even notice," Su Luo replied dismissively.
Trying to play the emotional card? Too bad. Right now, I’m terrifyingly rational.
"What do I have to say for you to believe me?"
"Don’t get it twisted, Peak Master Nangong. Do you really need my trust for whatever you’re planning? Just say it outright. I’ll decide whether to cooperate or refuse—we can discuss it."
"I don’t want you to do anything."
"Then there’s even less to say. Let’s just stay out of each other’s way."
Nangong Xiyun stepped closer. Su Luo lounged lazily, half-reclined, watching to see what trick she’d pull next.
Then—Nangong Xiyun leaned down and kissed her.
?!
Pulling back slightly, Nangong Xiyun whispered, "Su Luo, I’ve only recently realized… I like you."
"I deceived you, and for that, I’m sorry. But one thing I want to make clear—maybe I’m not as devoted as Little Yu, but my feelings for you are undoubtedly real."
With that, she kissed Su Luo again, deeper this time.
A long moment passed before they parted.
Su Luo’s mind was blank. "You… you…"
She wanted to say something, but words failed her.
Nangong Xiyun, meeting Su Luo’s gaze, suddenly recalled her own boldness and flushed with embarrassment.
Her cheeks tinged pink—this was the first time she’d ever done something like this.
Unable to compose herself, she turned and fled the room in a rush of shyness.
Su Luo wasn’t faring much better. It wasn’t the act itself that mattered—it was the fact that Nangong Xiyun had done it.
Her mind short-circuited. She grabbed her diary and began scribbling frantically.
[I must be hallucinating. Did I just imagine Nangong Xiyun kissing me? It’s broad daylight—since when do I dare to dream like this?]
[Wait, no. The sensation was real.]
[This is even more unbelievable than her deceiving me. How could this happen? Is Nangong Xiyun out of her mind?]
[What did she even say just now? Was she joking?]
[Did I mishear her? But how could I mishear something like that?]
[Even if this is some emotional manipulation tactic, isn’t the sacrifice too big? Unnecessary!]
[Calm down. I’ve seen everything—except this. How am I supposed to calm down?!]
……
Su Luo was in complete disarray.
Meanwhile, Nangong Xiyun was no better off. She hadn’t planned to kiss Su Luo—but as she looked at her, the impulse had struck.
She couldn’t even recall why she’d thought of it, much less why she’d acted on it.
Her fingers brushed her lips, remembering Su Luo’s warmth.
The sensation… wasn’t unpleasant.
But the memory alone made her burn with embarrassment. She retreated to a corner, curling up as she tried to steady herself.
Yet the more she thought about it, the more flustered she became.
She pulled out her diary, hoping to distract herself by rereading earlier entries.
But Su Luo had already updated hers—writing about what had just happened.
Though it was mortifying to read, Nangong Xiyun felt a flicker of relief.
So, he’s panicking too. At least I’m not the only one.
The thought eased her slightly. She’d worried Su Luo might resent her for the sudden advance.
Maybe… what I did wasn’t wrong.
But this had to stay a secret—just between me and Su Luo.
A sweet warmth filled her chest.
Wait. A secret?
A realization struck her, and it was a serious one.
Li Siyi could read Su Luo’s diary.
Which meant… she already knew everything?
How am I supposed to explain this?!
The thought sent Nangong Xiyun into another spiral of embarrassment. She bolted, desperate to hide.
How will I ever face Li Siyi after this?
Meanwhile, Li Siyi was still in the northern regions, training to strengthen her cultivation.
After a session, she lay back to rest.
I wonder what Su Luo’s doing right now.
Missing him, she opened her diary—a habit that made her feel closer to him.
Then she saw the new entry.
[……About the fact that my most trusted subordinate, A-Yun, is actually Nangong Xiyun……]
What? Did I misread that?
She closed the diary and reopened it.
No, it’s real!
When did Master go to Su Luo’s side?
Why would Master stay with Su Luo?
But she quickly accepted it. Master must have her reasons. No wonder she’s been so scarce lately.
A-Yun… so it was her.
Ugh, I might’ve been disrespectful to her before. Hope Master doesn’t hold it against me.
She kept reading. It seemed Master’s identity had been exposed, shocking Su Luo.
I don’t know what Master’s planning, but I hope she isn’t giving Su Luo a hard time.
Li Siyi decided she’d talk to Master about it next time they met.
Then she read further.
[……Nangong Xiyun kissed me……]
(O_O)?
(O_o)??
(o_O)???
Wh-wh-wh-what is this?!
No, no, no. This can’t be right.
Why would Master kiss Su Luo?!
Li Siyi shot upright, eyes wide as she reread the line—but there was no mistake.
Has the world gone mad?
Pacing back and forth, she couldn’t make sense of it.
Without hesitation, she decided to return south immediately to investigate.
But halfway, she hesitated.
Even if I go back, I won’t be able to find Su Luo.
There’s no way I can just waltz into the Heavenly Demon Sect—that’d be suicide.
Frustration gnawed at her. If only I were stronger. Now even seeing Su Luo is impossible.
Master, what are you doing? Don’t mess with Su Luo—or with me.
Panicked but powerless, she could only keep moving.
No matter what, Li Siyi couldn’t stay in the north any longer. She rushed back south, determined to uncover the truth.
……
Jiang Ningshu was equally baffled. Nangong Xiyun had gone to Su Luo’s room, only to leave in a hurry shortly after.
What are they up to?
Little Yu was just as confused.
Su Luo, having finally regained her composure, stepped out to talk to Nangong Xiyun—but she was already gone.
Is she toying with me?
But even so, this is too much. It’s not like I’m the one at a disadvantage here.
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?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
