"Damn, why is it so unlucky?"
Lin Yu cursed under his breath, not wanting to end up in jail.
After jumping off the ambulance, he was ready to make a run for it.
Trying to act cool didn't work, so it was time to flee!
"He's getting away! Catch him!"
"Grab him!"
Lin Yu snorted coldly. With these guys, how could they possibly be a match for someone like him, a Dark Force master?
Want to catch me? You're dreaming!
Just as he was about to make his escape, a voice reached his ears.
"Oh, isn't this Lin Yu?"
Jiang Che walked out of the hospital, with Yu Wan'er following behind him.
Enemies meeting brought out intense hatred. Upon seeing Jiang Che, Lin Yu felt like tearing him apart. It was this guy... who had been targeting him from the very beginning!
"Jiang Che, get out of my way!"
Lin Yu raised his hand, ready to punch Jiang Che. He had long been annoyed by this guy, and now it was time to let out some frustration.
"Heh, I know you're at the Early Stage of Dark Force, but sorry... I'm already at the Middle Stage," Lin Yu sneered.
His fist whistled through the air, aimed straight at Jiang Che's face.
Jiang Che: "......"
You've only been in the city for less than a month, and you've already broken through a small realm?
This is the aura of the protagonist in a power fantasy novel. Your cultivation didn't progress for over a decade on the mountain, but as soon as you enter the urban world, your strength skyrockets.
But too bad, for every step the Dao takes, the demon gains a yard. I'm at the Late Stage of Dark Force!
Without a word, Jiang Che immediately activated Tai Chi, catching Lin Yu's punch.
Receive~Transform~Release!
Lin Yu's face showed shock, but before he could react, Jiang Che delivered a solid elbow strike.
It slammed right into his face.
"Bang!"
Lin Yu flew out, landing on the ground and coughing up blood, his face all twisted.
"Late Stage... Dark Force?"
His shock had turned into fear. The first time he saw Jiang Che... he was just an ordinary person.
Then, within a week, he had transformed into someone with Early Stage Dark Force, and now, in less than a month... he had reached the Late Stage!
Even a rocket wouldn't be that fast, right??
But there was no time to think further. He was quickly dragged away by the security guards, and it wouldn't be long before the police arrived.
Before being dragged away, Lin Yu glared fiercely at Jiang Che.
It must be the cave realm!
Jiang Che must have gotten a huge opportunity from the cave realm, which is why he transformed so quickly... surpassing me in such a short time.
"Damn it... all that should have been mine!"
He considered himself a talented cultivator. If he had gotten the cave's opportunity, he might already be at the Perfect Stage of Dark Force... or even broken into Transform Force, perhaps.
Damn it, damn it!
It's all this damn Jiang Che, repeatedly targeting me, stealing my opportunities, taking credit that should have been mine, and even making advances on the girl I like.
"The cave scrolls, I must get them back!"
Even if Lin Yu was slow on the uptake, he now understood that Jiang Che had been setting him up from the start. To turn things around... he had to get the cave scrolls.
Jiang Che, who had practiced the scrolls, could go from an ordinary person to the Late Stage of Dark Force in a month. As a talented cultivator, I'd definitely soar with them!
It's—Fantasy Time!
But as he indulged in his fantasies, the hurried arrival of the police officers once again put Lin Yu in the back of a police car.
......
"Jiang... Jiang Che, thank you,"
Yu Wan'er walked beside Jiang Che, hesitating for a moment before blushing and speaking up.
Just now, after Jiang Che had sent Yu Weiwei to the hospital, he had arranged for the best doctors and machines to treat her.
For patients with uremia, the quality of the dialysis machine is crucial. Previously, she had no money... the money she got from Ye Mengyao was all used to treat Yu Weiwei, with one dialysis session costing four or five hundred, and she had to do at least ten sessions a month.
Without money, she could only afford the worst machines, but Jiang Che had generously... provided the best medical environment and facilities.
This was Jiang Che's overt strategy, using material comforts to sway her. His slightest effort was enough to change her and her mother's lives.
But even if Yu Wan'er knew this... she couldn't help but be moved.
"Oh? What's this? Have you fallen for me already?"
Jiang Che smirked, pinching the little loli's cheek, making her so angry she wanted to jump up and punch his face.
"You pervert! I could never like you!"
"You better think carefully. Your Mengyao sister is still plotting how to chase me. If you come late... you'll have to queue behind Ye Mengyao."
Jiang Che's words completely enraged Yu Wan'er.
"Can you just die?"
[Jiang Che, why don't you just die somewhere? I knew you still had ideas about Mengyao sister!]
Jiang Che looked down at the fuming little loli, his lips curling into a smile.
While lolis are to be controlled but not touched, that's for illegal lolis.
Real-life lolicon must die!
But Yu Wan'er is a genuine legal loli, soft and fragrant in your arms, even softer than any pillow. She'll give you that look of disdain, making her utterly irresistible to those lolicon freaks.
The girl lowered her head, pouting in silent anger.
[I'm so scared. If Ye Mengyao finds out about my relationship with Jiang Che... she'll definitely be mad. I don't want that...]
......
After Lin Yu's second trip to the police station, he wasn't detained for long.
He was brought in the afternoon and released that evening, though the police arranged for a psychologist to evaluate him.
The conclusion: Lin Yu suffered from a certain degree of delusion, often imagining himself as a divine doctor and passionately treating others.
"F*** you! I don't have delusions! You're the one with delusions!"
Standing at the police station entrance, Lin Yu started cursing loudly.
To think he, a renowned divine doctor, would be diagnosed with delusions?
It's an absolute joke!
I didn't find anything wrong with you, and that's already a favor.
As he cursed, Lin Yu began to curse Jiang Che again, but the more he thought about it, the more something felt off.
He slapped his thigh!
"Jiang Che has been messing with me from the start! Maybe even when I was still on the mountain, he was already setting things up."
"But how is that possible? It doesn't make sense at all."
Lin Yu's brain was overheating, so he decided not to think about it anymore. Now, a serious problem stood before him.
"Grumble~~~"
He was both hungry and tired, and now he had no place to stay, only the bridge to sleep under!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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?"
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.”
