In early September, the gates of the various campuses of Shen City University opened to welcome new students arriving to register.
Seniors wearing school uniforms and student council armbands, with weapons either on their backs or hanging from their waists, were fully armed as they waited for the new students to arrive.
Some parents were frightened by this scene and hastily asked the new students beside them, "Is this school or prison? Why is it so intimidating?"
The new students scratched their heads and guessed, "It's probably to prevent us from fighting."
When hot-blooded young men are put together, there will inevitably be some friction as they determine the pecking order in the dorms.
The school was prepared for this, having experienced it every year.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the school entrance, which quickly turned to silence.
The new students and parents looked towards the source of the noise.
A black-haired youth walked through the gates with his backpack. He had good posture and a calm expression.
Words like handsome and elegant could all be used to describe this young man.
If it was just his looks, it wouldn't have caused such a stir. What really caught people's attention was his extraordinary aura of strength.
After a moment of restlessness, they quietly watched him leave.
Only after he had gone did the new students and parents start whispering, afraid of disturbing something.
"Son, it looks like you won't get first place. Just try your best to get second place. Dad will give you extra pocket money."
"Dad, don't daydream in broad daylight. You think I can get second place without your pocket money?"
"If others can do it, why can't you?"
"If I could, I wouldn't be your son."
"You little rascal, asking for a beating?"
Apart from these conversations that damaged family relationships, some others watched Qi Yuan's back with fighting spirit.
They had a premonition that he would be their rival for the top spot in their grade.
After registering and collecting his materials, Qi Yuan went to the dorm building arranged by the school.
Rather than a student dormitory, it was more like a complex of large villas.
Each villa housed ten students, with private bedrooms for each, as well as shared facilities like a kitchen, indoor gym, and media room.
Those on school teams could apply for solo living spaces. Other than utilities, there were no additional fees.
Of course, not just anyone could get onto the school teams, which represented the peak combat strength of the university.
Although the campus was less safe than the city center, the school had carefully balanced protecting student safety and not hindering their growth.
Qi Yuan put down his backpack in his room, then went to the delivery depot to retrieve the items he had shipped over earlier and bring them back to the dorm.
The dorm was soon furnished with daily necessities, the beginnings of a home for the next four years.
Knock knock knock.
Someone was at the door. There was a peephole installed so occupants could check if it was a monster or human outside.
But Qi Yuan didn't bother looking. He opened the door directly.
He had assumed it was another student dropping by, but instead it was the dorm Casanova.
"Miss, may I ask if you are married?"
Liao Shiquan leaned against the wall with one arm up, gazing deeply as he spoke.
The woman had an attractive figure. She stood with arms crossed and straight legs overlapping, full crimson lips parting to utter a single word.
"Scram!"
Sensing the threat in the woman's eyes, Liao Shiquan obediently withdrew his hand, but his words kept trying to climb the pole.
"Miss, my name is Liao Shiquan. I've been single for a long time. Don't worry, I'm very virtuous."
"Oh right, have you been married? If not, I won't pursue you."
The woman scoffed. "What, are you a Minotaur warrior? Specializing as the dorm Casanova?"
Liao Shiquan smiled, looking quite refined if one ignored his lecherous words. He could probably fool some young girls.
"Of course not, but I can be that for you."
"It would be great if you were divorced."
The woman's impassive expression faltered, shocked by his shamelessness.
"Psycho! If you're not married, don't look for me."
Liao Shiquan immediately switched faces like a Peking opera performer, reverting to the refined gentleman Qi Yuan first met. He dusted off his hands.
"You should have said you weren't married earlier, wasting my time."
Then he remembered why he was here and looked over at Qi Yuan, who was sitting there still holding peanuts.
Was he observing something?
Liao Shiquan thought silently as he scanned the surroundings, but didn't notice anything amiss.
Hmm... although Qi Yuan looks like he's watching a show, he definitely isn't. There's something I missed...
He swept the area again with sharp eyes.
The shadows in the corner were off.
Found you!
Eavesdropper!
Liao Shiquan faced the eavesdropper and said coldly, "Still not planning to come out?"
At his words, the eavesdropper responded, "Sorry, I didn't mean to. Wait, let me grab my luggage first."
Then came the sound of a suitcase bumping on the stairs.
A person emerged from the stairwell carrying luggage, an awkward look on his face.
"I happened to run into you guys..."
"Uh, didn't want to interrupt your flirting, so I was waiting it out."
Liao Shiquan recognized this excuse-maker.
"Gao Changze, long time no see."
They had graduated from the same high school and had some history.
Gao Changze greeted them, "Long time no see. My room's upstairs, I'll get out of your way."
"Alright."
After he left, Liao Shiquan looked back at Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan had already stowed the spectator props since there was no more drama.
"You've got decent skills. Getting first place in our grade won't be easy for me, it seems."
Qi Yuan was caught off guard by Liao Shiquan abruptly bringing this up. He realized the students at Shen City University all had the heart of a warrior.
Back in high school, most people wouldn't come up to him and say things like this.
Today, Qi Yuan sensed many appraising looks, not just from Liao Shiquan.
Unfortunately, his fiery passion was no longer focused on beating up college students...
So Qi Yuan calmly replied, "I'm decent. I wouldn't have issues against you guys."
This was the truth. Qi Yuan had properly assessed their skills.
Such arrogance?
Liao Shiquan raised a brow. "Don't overturn the car later."
"You're right."
Qi Yuan didn't refute him. He really hadn't seen all the new students yet, so he couldn't judge if there were any hidden super geniuses among them.
The woman Liao Shiquan had cornered earlier lazily drawled, "Handsome boy, I believe in you."
"My useless younger brother is next door. Please bear with him."
The useless younger brother next door immediately responded, "Why haven't you left yet?"
"Whether I leave or not, what's it to you?"
"You're harassing my classmate and it's none of my business?"
"When she was harassing me, how come you didn't say anything?"
"I'd be thrilled if someone blind took a liking to you."
The woman coldly laughed. "Oh, just you wait. I'll train you well when we get home."
The bespectacled man immediately shut up, exemplifying the low status of a family's younger brother.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
