Night had fallen over Jiang City, with the sky shrouded in a thick blanket of clouds.
Only scattered lights outlined the silhouette of the city.
In the darkness.
A fleet of pitch-black sedans slowly pulled up at the entrance of the Yaoguang Corporation - the largest underground organization in the northern district of Jiang City.
The bright headlights illuminated nearly the entire grounds of the Yaoguang Corporation.
The corporation's guards at their posts frowned as they emerged, carrying clubs and weapons while squinting against the glaring lights.
They shielded their eyes from the headlights with their hands.
As they approached, they cursed angrily: "Damn it! Looking for trouble, huh? What's with these bright lights in the middle of the night!"
"Who the hell are you?! Don't you know this is the Yaoguang Corporation?!"
"Got a death wish or something?!"
"Everyone in those cars, get out now!"
"You've messed with the Yaoguang Corporation! You'll never show your faces in the North District again!"
Inside the car.
Qin Luo wore a black trench coat over a fitted navy blue shirt.
His collar was slightly open, striking a balance between casual and formal.
He wore black leather gloves on his hands.
Looking through the windshield at the scene before him, he turned to Su Muwan, who was focused on the situation, and smiled: "Young Miss, we've arrived."
"What lovely local customs they have here."
As for Su Muwan, she also wore a black trench coat, with a white silk shirt underneath that accentuated her long neck and cold beauty.
The business-mode Su Muwan: Activated!
Her expression was aloof as her red lips parted: "Why is this gate... closed?"
Qin Luo answered with a smile: "Because they're blocking it."
"Well then..."
Su Muwan nodded, her eyes flashing with coldness: "Zhu Lan, ram through it for your Young Miss."
"Yes, Young Miss."
With that.
Zhu Lan's actions were swift and decisive, flooring the accelerator.
Her movements were fluid and practiced, clearly something she'd done many times before.
In an instant.
BOOM!!
A tremendous roar shattered the night as the car charged like a wild beast straight toward the gates with no hesitation.
The other vehicles, showing perfect coordination, also rushed toward the blocked entrance.
This near-insane provocation.
Instantly stunned the Yaoguang Corporation's guards who had been ready to "reason" with their clubs.
They scattered in all directions, shouting in disbelief.
"Holy shit!! Are they crazy?!"
"What the hell! They're actually ramming through!!"
"Quick! Get out of the way! They're charging right in!!"
"What kind of lunatic group is this?! Where's their sense of reason?!"
The Yaoguang Corporation's guards panicked and fled in all directions.
CRASH!!
Accompanied by piercing sounds of metal.
More than a dozen black sedans broke through the gates unimpeded.
Then.
Under the shocked gazes of the Yaoguang Corporation's guards, the cars suddenly stopped in the courtyard beyond the gate.
Click! Click!
Car doors opened.
More than a dozen figures emerged from the vehicles in succession.
Shen Fei, Zhu Lan, Jiang Zixuan, Huang Lingfeng, and several other capable followers.
From one of the cars.
Qin Luo stepped out first, then held the door open, smiling: "Watch your step, Young Miss."
"Mm."
Su Muwan placed her hand on Qin Luo's gloved one as she stepped out of the car, her expression remaining cold and distant.
As Su Muwan appeared.
Some of the sharp-eyed guards who recognized her immediately cried out in terror.
"It's Su Muwan!!"
"Su Muwan is here!!"
Following these shouts.
The group of underlings began trembling in fear.
They all stared with difficulty at the fierce-looking woman with her cold, beautiful expression.
Holy hell!!
Su Muwan?!
She actually came to our North District?!
Qin Luo surveyed the shivering Yaoguang Corporation guards.
He couldn't help but admire Su Muwan once again.
In Jiang City, there truly wasn't anyone who didn't know of Su Muwan!
Thinking this, he smiled at the grand villain and said: "Young Miss, I see lights on the top floor, they must all be there."
"Shall we go up directly?"
Su Muwan nodded slightly at his words and said coolly: "Fine."
Indeed, the Young Miss was surprisingly quiet when handling official business.
During this time, all the Yaoguang Corporation guards kept their heads down, not daring to utter a single word.
No joke!
Compared to regular underground forces!
This Su Muwan was even more fearsome!
At least nowadays, apart from Song Ming, the "King of Rakshasas" who'd just gotten out of prison and didn't understand the rules, most underground forces would try to reason first.
But!
If you provoked Su Muwan, this poisonous woman, you'd definitely end up being thrown into the river to feed the sharks without mercy!
When they first joined the corporation, they were warned that in Jiang City.
There were two things you must never do.
First, don't bully ordinary people, or you'll go to jail.
Second, don't provoke Su Muwan, or you'll be shark food in the river.
They'd heard rumors that Su Muwan never parked her cars at the entrance, always preferring to park inside, and now they could see...
The rumors were actually true?!
If only they'd known it was her! They would have opened the gates!
Getting repairs approved for the corporation was such a hassle!
Requiring signatures from every department!
But... seeing how aggressive Young Miss Su was, who knew who would be in charge after today....
As for the current boss... well... good luck to you!
......
......
The main conference room of the Yaoguang Corporation was still brightly lit.
A man with a fierce expression stood in front of a large screen.
On the screen was a photo of Song Ming.
This man was none other than the supreme leader of the Yaoguang Corporation - Hong Yaoguang!
And those present in the conference room were not just anyone.
They were the leaders of all the major and minor underground forces in Jiang City's North District!
Since the Yaoguang Corporation was the most powerful, Hong Yaoguang usually took the lead in organizing such gatherings.
Looking closely, one could see that these seated underground bosses all carried themselves with a certain scholarly air.
After all, times had changed.
The underworld wasn't about fighting and killing anymore, it was about... relationships and cultivation of character.
The old ways of sworn brotherhood and talking about loyalty were outdated.
Now, any underground force with real power had reformed.
They'd all rebranded themselves as corporations.
Their subordinates weren't called brothers anymore, but rather... employees!
Their gathering today was focused on the man who had caused a major reshuffling of underground powers six years ago... Song Ming!
BANG!
Hong Yaoguang slammed his fist against the wall, roaring in anger: "Damn that Song Ming! How dare he show such disrespect for the rules!"
"You've all seen it!"
"Fresh out of prison and he's already using those old methods to seize territory on a massive scale. This behavior!"
"It's absolutely outrageous!"
After Hong Yaoguang finished.
A man with a sword scar across his face agreed angrily: "Exactly!"
"That dog Song Ming had my downtown branch completely trashed."
"He clearly wants to unite all of Jiang City's underground forces under him!"
"He's completely disrespecting us veterans!"
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."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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.”
