"How did you get together with him?" Professor Luo asked.
Luo Yi was surprised, "Dad, do you know him?"
"How could I not know him, his news is all over the internet, it's impossible not to know about him."
"No matter how you got to know him, stay away from him, Yi Yi."
"What best romantic man in Nanjing! I see him tangled up with several girls."
Professor Luo said impatiently, not giving Yan Dongxu any face.
As a father, he would definitely get angry seeing his daughter hanging out with someone like this.
"Dad, you got it wrong, he's actually a nice person, and he wants to donate to the school too."
Luo Yi didn't want to hear her father insult her friend.
Of all the friends she had made from young till now, none was up to her father's standards, he found faults in everyone.
"If you hadn't mentioned the school I wouldn't have gotten angry. You are not allowed to go back there when you return this time!"
"What a fine young lady, going into the mountains getting wind and sunlight, how could this be allowed?"
"If I didn't know better, it's as if you don't have parents!"
Luo Yi said unhappily, "Dad, didn't you support me going to teach in rural areas before?"
Professor Luo banged the table: "I supported you going for a year or two to gain some life experience, I didn't ask you to plunge right in and not come out."
Father and daughter quarreled fiercely in the office.
Seeing this, Yan Dongxu went out to give the father and daughter some private time.
【Hahaha, the great livestreamer got scolded, how do you feel?】
【He's afraid you're scamming his daughter.】
【What to do now? Can't just leave like that ba.】
【That's right, don't take this lying down.】
【This old man clearly has money, still need you to donate to the school?】
【He's rich alright, but doesn't he have a son in a vegetative state? I heard it costs thousands a day for his care.】
【Damn, so expensive?】
......
As Yan Dongxu looked at the barrage of comments, he felt more and more uneasy.
Professor Luo's hostility towards him just now didn't seem to be because of Luo Yi.
Because Professor Luo didn't know his daughter was coming to find him.
Moreover, both of them were in the room at the same time, they may not even have had contact. Professor Luo's sudden change in attitude was very strange.
"Hmm?"
While Yan Dongxu was deep in thought, he inadvertently saw that the man in black did not go far.
Instead, he was peeking at him from the corner of the corridor.
When their eyes met, the man in black immediately turned and ran.
"How interesting."
Yan Dongxu chased after him, wanting to see what the other was up to.
"Brother, can I borrow your crutch for a bit? My friend's legs are weak and he can't walk over."
The man generously lent him the crutch directly.
Carrying the crutch, he briskly walked in the direction the man in black had left.
"Stop running! Stand still!"
Yan Dongxu shouted, and the other ran even faster.
There must be something wrong!
He chased furiously for three floors, the man in black was somewhat annoyed, and waved his hand at him from afar.
In that instant, a blast of cold air rushed up.
The floor was covered in a layer of frost.
Yan Dongxu almost slipped when he stepped on it, and stopped in his tracks at the same time, watching as the man in black left.
"Paranormal?"
His heart raced wildly, and he felt terrified afterwards.
He actually chased after a paranormal with just a crutch for three floors, how incredible was that?
The other was also too cowardly, running off as soon as he saw him, what the heck?
This was the most cowardly paranormal he had ever seen.
He was probably also afraid of causing trouble, that's why he ran off upon seeing him.
Yan Dongxu carried the crutch back to return it to the man.
He didn't continue chasing, the other had already revealed his abilities to warn him.
If he didn't know better, he might lose his little life.
But he just couldn't swallow this anger.
"Hey Du Sen. I discovered a paranormal who can freeze things at the hospital."
"Yeah, that's right. At the hospitalization block." Acting sneaky, seems very familiar with Professor Luo Yongchun, and ran when he saw me."
"Don't know what happened, both were very hostile towards me. Help check it out anyway."
Since he couldn't beat the other for now, he might as well get people to deal with that paranormal.
Returning again to the door of Professor Luo's office.
Just then, Luo Yi came out crying, eyes red.
"Let's go."
Luo Yi left directly, without even saying goodbye to her father.
It was clear the two did not resolve their differences.
Yan Dongxu caught up, and the two took the lift downstairs.
"Where should we go next? Aren't you eating with your family?"
"Anywhere is fine, I won't eat. Can you take me for a drive?"
"Sure!"
Yan Dongxu and Luo Yi got into the car, he opened the convertible roof, and the two drove off from the hospital.
Not long after they left, Professor Luo's office door opened, and a figure walked in.
A few minutes later, he walked out again.
Yan Dongxu drove the car with Luo Yi speeding on the road.
Luo Yi shouted towards the sky in the car, releasing the pent up emotions in her heart.
Suddenly, Yan Dongxu received a call from Du Sen.
He connected the call via bluetooth.
"Yo! You found out so quickly?"
"Ok good! I'll head over now!"
Yan Dongxu's expression turned gloomy as he ended the call abruptly, and violently spun the steering wheel to turn back.
"What's wrong?"
After releasing her emotions, a smile surfaced on Luo Yi's face again.
Yan Dongxu looked at Luo Yi, at a loss for how to tell her.
But she had to know about what Du Sen told him eventually.
He took a deep breath, and solemnly said: "My police friend just called me saying your father was just stabbed to death in his office."
He didn't dare look Luo Yi in the eye, didn't dare witness the emptiness in her eyes right now.
"How...how could it be!"
"Dad was...just arguing with me earlier."
"You must be joking with me, right?"
"All the expenses today are borrowed from you, don't make such jokes with me."
Luo Yi gradually became hysterical, her emotions collapsing.
Yan Dongxu didn't know how to console her.
He could only drive to the hospital as quickly as possible.
The livestream was still ongoing.
The audience heard their conversation and were shocked, madly scrolling the barrage of comments.
【Damn, a murder case?】
【Bro, your livestream is too thrilling lei.】
【I can't take it anymore, my heart can't handle this. I'm going to calm down first.】
【It's the Luo Professor who scolded you just now that died?】
【Everyone listen to my advice, watch what you say in future, don't provoke Yan Dongxu, beware of retribution.】
【Luo Teacher must be very sad now right?】
【How did Professor Luo die?】
【Could it be related to the paranormal you chased just now?】
......
Seeing the dense barrage of comments, Yan Dongxu apologized "Sorry, it may not be suitable to continue livestreaming. I'll stop the stream first."
【No! Don't stop!】
【If you stop streaming we'll immediately unfollow!】
【We want to solve the case together! Don't stop.】
【Who do you want to anger to death? Stopping stream at such a crucial time?】
【You don't see us as your own people is it?】
【Don't stop the stream!】
......
Sister Miao Miao and over a dozen emperor-level big shots collectively stopped him from ending the stream.
This was Yan Dongxu's first time encountering such a situation, he could only reluctantly continue streaming.
Arriving at the hospital, police lines had been set up.
Not a few people were watching from outside.
"I'm the victim's family member, let me in." Luo Yi seemed to have lost her mind and desperately wanted to go upstairs.
The police held her back and told her to calm down.
Just then, Du Sen took the lift down and told the police, "Let them in. I need them to assist in the investigation."

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

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."

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.”