Cheng Wenxin seemed to still be in shock, his mouth slightly agape from the sheer surprise, until the red wine flowed from his head into his mouth, prompting him to roar in anger and attempt to stand up.
But then, Luo Muqi slammed a wine bottle hard against his head.
"Ah!"
Cheng Wenxin let out a pained scream. Luo Muqi then kicked out with her high heels, the several-centimeter stiletto striking Cheng Wenxin's chest and sending him sprawling to the ground.
"I poured the wine, so you forgive your brother now, right?" Luo Muqi's face was wreathed in a smile, but in this context, it came across as unsettlingly eerie. "Young Master Cheng, you... forgive... your brother... now... right?"
"Manqing, Manqing!"
Cheng Wenxin, his head bleeding profusely as the red wine mixed with his blood, struggled to his feet while shouting for help at the door.
The door to the private room opened, and a female bodyguard yanked Li Manqing by the hair into the room. Once a stunning beauty in her qipao, she now had disheveled hair and a swollen cheek, clearly having just been slapped.
"Stop yelling. The few people you brought are all lying in the trash cans out back," Luo Muqi said, tossing the shards of the broken wine bottle onto the floor and disdainfully shaking her hands. "Cousin, do you want to step out for a bit?"
"…Go ahead, just don't ruin the food," Luo Tian replied, continuing to eat his meal. He had known something was up when this troublesome girl showed up today, which was why he had only invited Cheng Wenxin.
Even Luo Tian couldn't help but indulge in a bit of schadenfreude, wondering if the sisters' precious Mo Xuan even knew how capable they were.
"Luo Muqi, are you really trying to completely cut ties with the Cheng family?!" Cheng Wenxin staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with venom as he glared at Luo Muqi. "All for that reject who was kicked out of his own family, you…"
His voice suddenly cut off, his body trembling uncontrollably as his pupils dilated. A lewd sound emanated from Luo Muqi's phone, the screen displaying a vulgar video.
"You know, if I release this, how much do you think your family's stock will drop?" Luo Muqi exited the video playback, calmly observing Cheng Wenxin's ashen face. "Young Master Cheng, known for his devotion to Buddhism on the surface, but behind closed doors… tsk tsk tsk. Should I say more, or show you more?"
"Wenxin, what's the point of this?"
Luo Tian wiped his mouth with a napkin, poured himself a glass of wine, and then, in a tone that seemed to be offering sage advice, said, "We've known each other for so many years. Just apologize to my sister, and this will all blow over. Oh, and maybe buy something for Mo Xuan—a car, a limited-edition watch, whatever. We're not picky."
"My sister cares most about Mo Xuan. As long as you keep him happy, none of this will ever see the light of day."
Cheng Wenxin felt dizzy, his head already throbbing from the wine bottle blow. Seeing his most shameful secret exposed to the Luo family with evidence, he knew that if it went public, the Cheng family might not go bankrupt, but his position as the future heir would be in jeopardy!
There were three children in his family: him, Cheng Yuno, and a younger brother still in middle school. He wasn't the only option. If the "big account" was ruined, there was always the "small account," not to mention the illegitimate children his father had abroad who were also eyeing his position.
"As for your request to keep Mo Xuan out of Rongxing, I can agree to that," Luo Muqi said.
Hearing this, Luo Tian nearly dropped his wine glass. Mo Xuan's entry into Rongxing had been decided when he was still in his doctoral program. Luo Shiya had once planned to trade some of her assets and funds with Luo Tian for Rongxing shares, which she would then gift to Mo Xuan.
But Luo Tian didn't mind; he just took ownership of a hotel under Luo Shiya's name as a token gesture, giving her a 10% stake in Rongxing. Both were 10%, but in value, Rongxing was far more valuable than the Mo family.
Now Luo Muqi was directly telling him that Mo Xuan didn't have to go to Rongxing?
Cheng Wenxin didn't respond, only glaring angrily at the Luo siblings before turning and leaving the room in a humiliating retreat. The female bodyguard, upon seeing Luo Muqi nod, released Li Manqing, allowing her to leave as well.
"Cousin, where's the recording pen?" Luo Muqi turned to look at Luo Tian. "Did you record Cheng Wenxin's threats just now?"
Luo Tian had no idea what these sisters were up to, but he still took out a recording pen from his suit pocket and handed it to Luo Muqi.
"Muqi, what are you and Shiya up to now?" Luo Tian couldn't help but ask. "Forget about your relationship with Mo Xuan—with his talent, the higher-ups at Rongxing are extremely optimistic about him, but…"
"Oh, I just mentioned that Mo Xuan doesn't have to go to Rongxing, not that he can't work there. It's just… my sister and I have changed our minds," Luo Muqi said with a sly smile. "Cousin, could you arrange a work-from-home position for Mo Xuan? Would that be feasible?"
"It's not impossible. After all, programmers can work anywhere… but I was planning to groom him as a technical director," Luo Tian replied.
Upon hearing this, Luo Muqi smiled faintly, her eyes glinting with a chilling madness: "No need. He just needs to stay at home with us. He doesn't need to go anywhere, and if he does, it has to be with us!"
Luo Tian instinctively leaned back, and if not for the wall behind him, he might have turned and run.
"Cousin, you'd better not interfere," Luo Muqi glanced at Luo Tian. "Just arrange the job for Mo Xuan. And tell the family not to meddle either…"
"Including my parents!"
With that, Luo Muqi turned and left, leaving Luo Tian sighing as he stared at his wine glass. How could they control them?
With their sisters' temperament, who knew what kind of madness they might unleash for Mo Xuan? Even their formidable grandmother couldn't rein them in, let alone him.
Luo Tian knew it might be unfair to Mo Xuan, but for the sake of the Luo family, they had no choice but to acquiesce to this.
"Cheng Wenxin, you probably don't realize that if these sisters want to, the entire Capital's elite circle could be shaken to its core," Luo Tian muttered to himself, his voice carrying a weariness that belied his mere thirty years.
After dinner, Luo Shiya let Mo Xuan go to the garage to wait for her, while she returned to the study. She gently pressed a book on relativity on the bookshelf, and a hidden door slowly opened.
In the cramped room, walls were covered with photos of Mo Xuan from various times, with a large group photo in the center of the wall facing the door.
It depicted a younger Luo Shiya and a naive Luo Muqi, one with her arms around him, the other clinging to his chest, both tightly embracing a helpless Mo Xuan who looked about the same age as Luo Muqi.
Looking at the photo, Luo Shiya's lips curled into a faint smile. She then walked to the desk below the photo, picked up a pen, and slowly wrote a few lines on a blank A4 sheet of paper:
"Originally, I wanted to wait until my daughters were a bit older, but Muqi and I can't wait any longer."
"The mere thought of him possibly leaving, of him possibly coming into contact with other women, makes me feel like I might lose control and kill."
"Psychological suggestion needs to be more frequent, and I wouldn't mind using medication in appropriate situations."
"The third phase can end now; we're preparing to slowly enter the fourth phase…"
After writing these, Luo Shiya looked up and gently caressed Mo Xuan's face in the photo, her eyes filled with a pathological possessiveness.
She seemed to go mad, furiously writing Mo Xuan's name on the A4 paper, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
"Right, Xuan is still waiting for me…" Luo Shiya smiled. "I have to hold on a little longer, can't let him see through the cracks…"
As if her mood had suddenly improved, Luo Shiya even hummed a tune as she walked lightly out of the hidden room. The hidden door closed, the lights dimmed, and Mo Xuan's image in the photo slowly faded into the darkness…
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.
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!
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
