The young girl, clad in a full-length black coat with a pale complexion, leaned weakly into Shen Qingling's embrace, her arms wrapped trustingly around his neck. A breeze brushed through his hair, as if even the wind favored him—his deep, striking eyes were solemn yet exuded an icy, restrained allure. His impossibly long legs drew attention effortlessly, and his hands, cradling the girl, were slender and elegant like polished bamboo.
Cameras often magnify flaws, but this young man was flawlessly perfect in every way. Reporters clicked their shutters incessantly, the scene resembling a red-carpet event. Police rushed forward, but Song Zhining refused to let go of Shen Qingling.
She looked up at him, her voice soft and pleading, "I want him to stay with me. I'm scared."
The officers exchanged glances before asking, "Did he save you?"
Song Zhining nodded, tightening her grip on Shen Qingling.
This time, though still surrounded by onlookers, Song Zhining remained fully clothed, her body unmarked—sparing her the tragic fate written in the novel.
The crowd of students buzzed with chatter, though their focus wasn’t on Song Zhining but on Shen Qingling’s face.
"Shen Qingling is ridiculously handsome—enough to drive men mad and women weak. He’s the cure for depression, the alarm clock for coma patients, the savior of damsels in distress!"
"Shen Qingling’s already 'cancelled'—he claims to love animals but ignores this little stray dog right here."
"Damn, Shen Qingling’s so hot. He’s practically a novel’s male lead. If I were that girl, I’d never forget him for the rest of my life."
"Too handsome. I used to think he was good-looking but bland, like a flower without fragrance—couldn’t grasp his appeal. But today? One glance and I’m done for."
"Shen Qingling isn’t just insanely hot and top of his class—he’s also kind. How did he even find and rescue that girl?"
"I guarantee these photos will trend online."
"Shen Qingling’s about to go viral."
Outside the police station, Shen Qingling sat on a bench, finishing his statement early. He sighed, "Ugh, why didn’t I finish reading that book? Now I’ve got no clue how it ends. Just my luck."
His biggest regret was not completing the novel. The plot was too outrageous, and he disliked the male lead’s personality, so he’d dropped it halfway—only to end up transmigrated into it, bound to this cursed system.
The novel’s male lead, Gu Yijin, was a textbook villain—selfish, ruthless, and power-hungry, with countless lives ruined. Shen Qingling was just one of many unlucky casualties.
Now, though he’d altered the original host’s fate of public disgrace, Gu Yijin wouldn’t let him off easily. Returning to the Gu family meant walking into more traps.
The plot might also shift due to his presence, veering away from the novel’s original trajectory—leaving everything uncertain.
Right now, aside from his face, he had nothing.
"Host, don’t worry. You’ve successfully taken the first step in changing the original host’s fate. Reward: 3,000 points."
"Speaking of which, I haven’t had the chance to ask—what kind of system are you? What do points do?"
"I’m Goddess System 077. You can call me Qiqi. As long as you earn affection points from the opposite sex, the system will grant corresponding points. These can be exchanged in the shop for cheat skills to help you complete tasks."
077 had specifically chosen Shen Qingling.
With his top-tier looks, meticulous mind, and ability to play aloof or innocent flawlessly, Shen Qingling was the ultimate player.
In his past life, he’d been an actor—handsome, talented, with a roster of ex-girlfriends that could fill a room and admirers beyond count.
He was practically born for the Goddess System. No wonder 077 picked him.
A status panel appeared before Shen Qingling:
[Name: Shen Qingling]
[Age: 18]
[Height: 188cm]
[Looks: 94]
[XX: 25]
[HP: 60]
[Combat: 65]
[Reputation: 20]
[Affection: 50]
[Points: 3805]
[Cheats: None]
[Goddesses Conquered: 0]
[Redemption Progress: 10%]
[Main Quest: 1%]
[Side Quests: Locked]
Shen Qingling’s eyes zeroed in on the "25."
"Qiqi, is this 25 what I think it is?"
"Yes, Host. Exactly what you’re thinking."
"That’s…"
"Not just that—you also have the stamina for eighteen rounds a night."
"So this novel’s definitely for female readers. Only a mastermind could write a guy who goes eighteen rounds."
"With Qiqi’s help, Host can even surpass eighteen~"
"Enough. Let’s get serious. Explain the rest."
"Of course. Your main quest is to overturn the original host’s fate and achieve his redemption. Side quests will unlock randomly, each with rewards upon completion."
"‘Goddesses Conquered’ refers to earning affection points from women. Ordinary women provide negligible points, which convert directly to shop currency. But system-designated goddesses must be fully conquered—their affection must reach max."
"What if I don’t?"
"The system will lose energy and vanish. You’ll die."
"That extreme?"
"These goddesses are tied to the novel’s plot. Conquering them changes their fates too."
Shen Qingling understood now—these women likely met tragic ends, possibly due to Gu Yijin. By winning them over, he’d rewrite their stories.
"I haven’t started conquering anyone. Where’s the 50 affection from? And the extra points?"
"Points came from the girls in the crowd—ordinary, C-tier targets. Their affection converts to points, which still benefit you."
"The 50 is from Song Zhining. She’s not a designated goddess but a B-tier character. The higher their plot relevance, the higher their tier and affection value. B-tiers are optional."
"Above B are A, S, SS, and SSS tiers. A-tier and above are mandatory."
Finally grasping the system’s rules, Shen Qingling knew his next steps.
Winning women over was his expertise—he’d made a career of it in his past life.
And with the original host’s god-tier looks? He knew exactly how far charm could take him.
"This face is even better-looking than my past life's—definitely a welcome upgrade."
"With stats as ridiculously overpowered as yours, no woman could resist you!"
"Something tells me you're not exactly a wholesome system."
"I'm just stating facts. Honestly, even without these stats, your 93-point looks alone would drive women wild."
"Speaking of which, if the original owner’s looks were already this high at 93, I can’t even imagine how insane a perfect 100 would be."
"Host can work hard to earn points. Every 100,000 points can be exchanged for 1 attribute boost, which you can allocate freely—looks, combat skills, anything. Oh, and~" Goddess System 077 added teasingly, "length is upgradeable too~"
"Then I’ll grind those points! For maxed-out beauty—let’s go, Shen Xiaokui!"
Shen Qingling ignored the system’s last remark. This thing had a shameless vibe, utterly unreliable.
Just then, a hand tapped his shoulder. He glanced up to see a girl smiling at him. "Thank you, Shen Qingling."
[Darling readers, how about adding this to your shelves?~ Random updates incoming, mwah!]
No fake stats here—scout’s honor!

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.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!