"Wait, wait! The topic is getting too grand! Let's bring it back, bring it back!"
Shen Qingsheng stopped Su Ze's words. Su Ze was a domineering man, loyal to his country and unwilling to yield to any enemy. In his eyes, Uesugi Akizuki, though the mother of the little goofball, was someone he had heard about for her actions in China. He didn’t particularly like her, but he didn’t dislike her either, as she had once used her power to avert a major crisis at the cost of permanently losing an arm.
This severed arm was irreparable, as it had been consumed by the laws of nature.
Su Ze's words were purely to assert national pride. He didn’t feel that being a citizen of his country made him inferior to a foreigner. Born in this nation, how could he not be proud?
"Can I come along?" Shen Qingsheng asked. "I think I can be of help."
"No," Su Ze shook his head, then suddenly smiled. "I'm just going to meet my mother-in-law. What could possibly go wrong?"
"Big him, big him!" Shen Qingsheng shouted, watching the five enemies on the screen fleeing with low health. He controlled Yasuo, chasing them down the minion line, frantically pressing R.
Su Ze, controlling Yone, sent out his spirit form with E, then unleashed his ultimate, lifting all five enemies into the air!
"I am the wind!"
Shen Qingsheng followed up with his R, his face twisted into a fierce grin!
Suddenly, W, A, Q, and Ignite, followed by a Flash to reposition for the final blow!
Yasuo, still mid-air, landed on the pile of corpses, then froze, motionless.
Yone, Pentakill!
The bottom left corner of the screen lit up with a sea of "6666."
"You're too slow," Su Ze said, controlling Yone to destroy the enemy nexus.
Ignoring Shen Qingsheng's roaring in his earphones, he turned off the computer and pinched the cheek of the little goofball, who was sleeping soundly.
Uesugi Akizuki, curled up on the chair, rubbed her sleepy eyes and stretched out her arms like a pendant, wrapping them around Su Ze's neck as he leaned in to pick her up.
Leaving the internet café, Su Ze held an unlit cigarette in his mouth, carrying the little goofball on his back. He bent slightly to make it easier for her to rest comfortably.
The evening breeze swayed the tree branches, and the potholes in the alley still held the morning dew from the rain. The puddles reflected the starry night sky.
Su Ze opened the door to his home, a villa in Dust City. He had driven back early this morning after receiving a call from Uesugi Akizuki.
On the way to the Rakshasa territory, he would pass through Dust City, so he decided to stop by home and leave again tomorrow.
"Not sleeping?" Su Ze removed the cigarette from his mouth and asked with a smile.
He felt the little goofball nuzzling her cheek against his neck, like an affectionate kitten rubbing against its owner's leg the moment they returned home.
Her wine-red hair, tousled by the breeze, brushed against his skin. She didn’t know why, but she just wanted to nuzzle against Su Ze. It made her feel a sense of happiness.
"ねる (Neru)."
The little goofball's Chinese was still not fluent, and she occasionally slipped into her native language. It meant, "Sleep."
"いい (Ii)," Su Ze replied. He was fluent in eight languages and understood her perfectly.
The little goofball spoke simply, and Su Ze was used to it. She wanted to sleep with him.
Back in the room, Su Ze placed her on the bed and helped her take off her shoes.
After turning off the lights, Su Ze lay down on the bed. Uesugi Akizuki took his hand, and the two lay there, staring at the ceiling in silence.
The moonlight outside flowed like water, casting a silvery glow across the room, resembling a tranquil ocean.
"Want to be naughty," the little goofball whispered softly, lying in the ocean of light. She turned to her side, hugging Su Ze and giving him a light kiss. Holding his hand, she nestled into his embrace and gradually fell asleep.
Su Ze held the little goofball, but he didn’t sleep. He gazed silently at the thin clouds drifting past the floor-to-ceiling window, the moonlight filtering through them and spilling onto the ground.
His mind was a tangled mess of thoughts. Suddenly, he remembered something he had forgotten.
Slowly, he released the little goofball's hand and left her side. As expected, she woke up immediately, looking at him in confusion.
"I'll be back soon," Su Ze said, turning and walking toward the balcony in the living room.
He dialed a number.
"You better have a good reason!" His boss on the other end sounded annoyed, clearly woken up from sleep.
"Can I go to Rakshasa tomorrow? I’m dating their leader's daughter, Uesugi Akizuki… and she’s asked me to visit," Su Ze explained without hiding anything. He was reporting his plans to avoid any misunderstandings, as a Chinese prodigy visiting Rakshasa unannounced could raise eyebrows.
There was a long silence on the other end. "Does she know you’re dating?"
"Probably… not," Su Ze replied uncertainly.
"Hold on," his boss said, hanging up.
This matter was beyond his authority, so the boss made another call.
"You better have a good reason!" Situ Jiayang took off his nightcap, clearly irritated.
"I do, I do," the boss said, scratching his head as he relayed the situation.
Soon, Su Ze received a call.
"Go ahead," Situ Jiayang said lazily. Su Ze could hear the sound of a lighter flicking, probably lighting a cigarette. Situ Jiayang chuckled, "Kid, not bad. You managed to win over Uesugi Akizuki's daughter. Though, it’s a bit late."
Su Ze wasn’t sure what he meant by "late," but he lit a cigarette as well.
After the vine disaster, the country had begun cracking down on the organizations stationed across China.
Foreign organizations stationed in China weren’t limited to Rakshasa. They all wanted to rely on China to survive the disasters, and for the country, they were valuable assets.
Of course, China couldn’t let these organizations run rampant. After the disaster, their privileges had been significantly reduced.
Because the disaster had struck so quickly, Situ Jiayang hadn’t been able to leverage this relationship for any benefits. Rakshasa had already been reined in, and Uesugi Akizuki's influence had diminished considerably, leaving him somewhat frustrated.
Situ Jiayang continued, "Do you want me to come with you? Uesugi Akizuki is an old fox. I’m afraid you, a young fox, might not be able to handle her."
"No need," Su Ze exhaled a plume of smoke. "If you come… it’d be giving them too much face."
Situ Jiayang burst into laughter on the other end. "True."
After a moment, Situ Jiayang asked, "Are you really going empty-handed to meet your mother-in-law?"
Su Ze thought for a moment. "I’ll… bring some fruits and milk."
He remembered his mother bringing fruits and milk when visiting his grandmother. Meeting a mother-in-law… shouldn’t it be the same?
"...So stingy at such a young age," Situ Jiayang muttered after a long silence. "They’re Rakshasa. Do they really need your…? Forget it, do as you please. If she gives you trouble, let me know."
After hanging up, Su Ze leaned against the balcony railing, staring at the moon in silence. He finished his last cigarette, took a deep breath, and walked back into the room.
(Three updates a day, even if it’s not every day: I still deliver three updates.)
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."
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."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?"
