Shangguan Yunying thought for a moment and closed her eyes.
She calmed her mind and began to look inward at her own body.
Soon, she discovered another Shangguan Yunying within her mind.
When Shangguan Yunying attempted to make contact, a switch occurred.
Her consciousness began to retreat, pulling back to a position where she could observe but not control.
Meanwhile, that consciousness puppet took over control of her body.
Shangguan Yunying saw herself open her eyes.
Saw herself stand up from the ground.
Saw herself look down at her hands, then raise her head to look at Gu Xiaoli.
It was a very strange feeling, as if her body had been put on autopilot.
The consciousness puppet controlled her body, but her perception did not disappear; instead, she could clearly watch the puppet's actions.
Moreover, as long as she wished, she could switch back at any time.
Not only that, no matter how great her emotional fluctuations were, they would not show.
Because right now, the consciousness puppet was the one controlling the body.
This way, no matter how strong Gu Chengyin's perception was, or how clever he was, it would be absolutely impossible for him to notice.
After taking back control of her body, Shangguan Yunying grabbed Gu Xiaoli's wrist and asked urgently,
Xiaoli, can you wake up Her Highness?
She could not be the only one awake.
Luo Zhao was still under hypnosis, and she had to wake her up; this was her duty.
Gu Xiaoli nodded.
Let's go, Shangguan Yunying said immediately, pulling Gu Xiaoli toward the sleeping quarters. We are going to wake up Her Highness.
But Gu Xiaoli did not move.
With a gentle tug, she made Shangguan Yunying stop.
Shangguan Yunying turned around in confusion.
Gu Xiaoli looked up, her expression incredibly serious.
Sister Yunying, Xiaoli thinks you should think things through and prepare yourself before waking up Sister Highness.
Shangguan Yunying was stunned.
She stood in place, the hand gripping Gu Xiaoli's wrist unconsciously loosening.
Prepare herself?
In her mind, Luo Zhao's eyes, burning with monstrous hatred, instantly surfaced.
Within them was the humiliation of being trampled upon, the anger of being manipulated, the pain of being betrayed, and emotions intense enough to drive someone mad.
With Luo Zhao's personality, once she woke up...
Could she endure it?
Would she endure it?
Shangguan Yunying's lips began to tremble slightly.
She looked at Gu Xiaoli and said bitterly,
Are you saying that Her Highness will kill Gu Chengyin after she wakes up?
Gu Xiaoli did not answer, but her meaning was already very clear.
Shangguan Yunying continued to ask,
So that is why you woke me up first instead of Her Highness, right?
Gu Xiaoli nodded and said softly,
Xiaoli hopes that Sister Yunying can stop Sister Highness.
A self-deprecating smile appeared on Shangguan Yunying's face.
Why would you think that I wouldn't kill him?
Her voice was very light, carrying suppressed emotions.
After all, he went too far with me.
Gu Xiaoli shook her head and said without a hint of hesitation,
Whether under hypnosis or not, Sister Yunying, you still trust and like my brother just the same.
These words were like a key that suddenly unlocked a tightly sealed box in Shangguan Yunying's heart.
She was stunned.
Gu Xiaoli continued,
Xiaoli thinks the reason Brother hypnotized you is because he needed to hypnotize Sister Highness.
If it weren't for Sister Highness, Brother wouldn't have hypnotized you.
Shangguan Yunying was speechless.
She opened her mouth to say something, but found her throat felt as if it were blocked by something.
Moreover, Shangguan Yunying suddenly realized that her emotions were actually slowly calming down.
It wasn't that she didn't hate, didn't hurt, or didn't feel betrayed.
But that hatred had been diluted by something much more complex.
Such as... understanding.
She had to admit that Gu Xiaoli made sense.
This was probably also the reason why Gu Xiaoli had awakened her first.
I understand.
Shangguan Yunying began to confirm her own thoughts.
After waking up Her Highness, she will very likely order me to kill Gu Chengyin.
If this were before returning to the Divine Capital, I would obey without hesitation.
But this time... I can't.
Shangguan Yunying looked out the window into the night, the distant palace lanterns reflecting in her eyes.
Whether it's me, or Her Highness...
We simply cannot leave him.
Besides, he hasn't violated Her Highness.
Just like her answer when she was hypnotized, her bottom line was Luo Zhao.
As long as Gu Chengyin hadn't done anything unforgivable to Luo Zhao.
Then she could understand and even forgive Gu Chengyin for hypnotizing her.
After all, from the playback of the records, she also knew Gu Chengyin's purpose for doing all this.
From a certain perspective, one could say that Gu Chengyin simply had too much ambition.
He merely wanted a promotion, what could be wrong with that?
Furthermore, for some unknown reason, after learning the truth of it all.
Shangguan Yunying found that she actually felt no disgust.
Instead, she admired this man's decisiveness and ruthlessness from the bottom of her heart.
Pulling back her chaotic thoughts and confirming her stance.
Shangguan Yunying took Gu Xiaoli's hand and headed toward the bedchamber.
The moonlight paved the way for them, and the shadows provided cover.
Inside the Crown Princess's bedchamber, everything remained as before.
On that large, elaborately carved bed, Luo Zhao was still soundly asleep.
Her moon-white casual clothes were slightly disheveled from turning over, and her black hair cascaded over the pillow like a waterfall.
That devastatingly beautiful face looked exceptionally serene in her sleep, her long eyelashes casting fine shadows on her eyelids, her lips the color of cherry blossoms, and her breathing even and drawn out.
She was completely unaware that two figures were slowly approaching her bed.
Shangguan Yunying stood by the bed, looking at the sleeping Luo Zhao.
Then she stepped sideways, making room.
Gu Xiaoli took a step forward, reached out her small hand, and gently pressed it against Luo Zhao's forehead.
The next second, her eyes became vacant once again.
The bedchamber was deathly silent.
Shangguan Yunying held her breath, staring unblinkingly.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
After about ten breaths.
Luo Zhao suddenly opened her eyes!
The moment those phoenix eyes opened, her pupils contracted violently; her gaze went from hazy to clear, and then erupted with monstrous hatred and fury.
She sprang up from the bed, gasping heavily, her chest heaving violently, as fine beads of cold sweat instantly seeped from her forehead.
Every breath was heavy and rapid, as if she wanted to expel all the humiliation and hatred in her chest through this panting.
Then, she spoke.
Her voice was twisted by intense emotion, every word like a venomous snake squeezed through her clenched teeth:
Gu Chengyin! I will definitely kill you! Kill you!
Before her voice faded, the true qi within her body had already begun to circulate madly.
Although her body had just awakened, that monstrous hatred instantly forced her into a battle-ready state.
True qi surged through her meridians like a flood bursting a dam.
It looked as though Luo Zhao was about to explode into action, about to charge out, about to find Gu Chengyin regardless of the consequences.

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."