The Useless Second-Generation Cultivator Sees the Comments

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As a famously pampered second-generation cultivator, Li Zhi grew up trapped in an echo chamber of flattery and fawning.

Even when he failed to reach the Golden Core stage at the age of one hundred, plenty of people still rushed to make excuses for him.

Until one day, he saw several lines of text floating in the air.

[When is this villain finally going to get written out? I hate useless trash who think they can do anything just because of their connections.]

[When will this good-for-nothing realize that nobody wants to humor him?]

[That hateful privileged brat forces heaven's favored geniuses to flatter such a loser.]

[It's fine. The more smug he is now, the harder the face-slapping will be later.]

Li Zhi: ?

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After a while, Li Zhi gradually realized that the text was a stream of comments that appeared at random.

According to the comments, he was an arrogant, universally loathed minor villain in a cultivation novel. Everyone around him only humored him because they had to endure the humiliation.

In the end, he would be killed by the male lead over an old grudge, then have his corpse repeatedly mutilated by the very people who had once humbled themselves before him.

And the male lead, as it happened, was his fiance, whom he couldn't stand and who couldn't stand him.

Li Zhi: Well, can't say it doesn't make sense.

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After learning what fate had in store for him, Li Zhi had no intention of turning over a new leaf or trying to make amends. Instead, he decided to make the most of his time and do whatever he pleased.

Villains are just like that: they never learn. :)

His senior brother put on a show of saying one thing and meaning another: It doesn't matter if you fail your tribulation. No matter what, I'll be here to protect you.

[Comments: Ahahahaha, Senior Brother's acting is at the highest level. He's the one who wants Li Zhi dead more than anyone.]

Li Zhi: Then give me your Golden Core, and cook me a couple of dishes.

Senior Brother: ?

His friend put on a grand display: You and I are friends who'd die for each other. I'd gladly die for you, no matter where you asked me to go.

[Comments: Who was it that secretly tripped Li Zhi up last time? Gosh, it's so hard to guess.]

Li Zhi: Dying for each other is a bit much. I just need you to do me a small favor. I did something bad a few days ago, and the karmic debt got pinned on you. You won't mind, right? Teehee.

Friend: ?

His fiance, on the other hand, was exactly what he seemed. He never hid his disgust for Li Zhi, repeatedly asking to break off the engagement and openly declaring that he'd rather die than become Li Zhi's cultivation partner.

Li Zhi thought about it. He'd done plenty of bad things, so maybe doing something good for once wouldn't hurt.

But after Li Zhi broke their bond, his normally composed fiance went mad. He stormed into Li Zhi's residence with his sword in hand, eyes bloodshot, and gritted out each word: "Which bastard seduced you?"

A sharp-tongued, incorrigible second-generation cultivator bottom x a top who starts out aloof as a flower on a high peak, then gets fiercely possessive and competitive

A story about a couple who say one thing and mean another.

1v1, happy ending

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"Four Powerful Men, One Bodyguard [Book Transmigration]"

Fang Huixing transmigrated into a book.

It was a bloated novel combining corporate warfare, wealthy families, an ensemble cast, and a domineering male lead.

In the novel, the protagonist was decisive and ruthless, the villain a master strategist, the brothers loyal to each other, and the rivals extraordinary...

But none of those characters had anything to do with Fang Huixing.

He was the protagonist's personal bodyguard, trained in martial arts since childhood, able to climb Everest barefoot, catch bullets with his bare hands, and take down the king of beasts with a sliding tackle.

Worse still, the original owner had taken on four such jobs, each with a sky-high breach-of-contract penalty.

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Fang Huixing: Hello, here's the thing. Never mind that I'm only human and weaker than the geese back home. The real problem is that I only have twenty-four hours in a day. I can't be in that many places at once!

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It was only a matter of time before Fang Huixing's inability to be in four places at once came to light. He'd thought he'd end up homeless because he couldn't afford the penalties.

But after a few days on the job, he was astonished to discover that his employers were remarkably good at looking after themselves.

Employer No. 1 was kidnapped by a rival and left in grave danger.

Fang Huixing rushed to the rescue, ready to fight to the death. Before he could even find the kidnappers, No. 1 had already taken them out single-handedly and calmly cleaned up the mess.

Employer No. 2 had to travel abroad and needed a bodyguard on round-the-clock duty.

Fang Huixing downed three cups of coffee, ready to stay awake until dawn, but No. 2 opened the door of their luxury hotel room and said, "I could walk around with my eyes closed and still be fine. You go catch up on sleep and adjust to the time difference."

Employer No. 3 was on the verge of failure and had people kicking them while they were down.

Fang Huixing braced himself, wary of every hostile gaze, but No. 3 calmly pulled out evidence that would turn the tables. "Who was it that said they'd target my bodyguard? I'll make them pay a hundred times over."

This is weird...

But it's such an easy job...

Looking at the balance in his account, Fang Huixing cried out from the bottom of his heart: A real bodyguard has to work four jobs!

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The only downside was that Employer No. 4, Han Lu, the protagonist of this novel, was never quite as good at taking care of himself as the others.

Fang Huixing lectured him with heartfelt concern, completely turning the tables: "Han Lu, I'm a little disappointed in you. When I rated you a top-tier employer, I gave you a higher rating than my first impression warranted. I hoped you'd make an effort to become self-sufficient with your security... But look at you, getting lazier by the day. Now you can't even sleep alone. Is that right? The end of the year is coming up, so pull yourself together and start practicing military boxing."

Han Lu expertly turned him over. "Teach me... like this... Why did you stop teaching?"

Theme: Putting on one face in public and another in private can never last