HAGLTP Chapter 76

When Mo Yi returned, it was a sunny afternoon.

The deity was nestled on the sofa by the window, wearing a milk-white nightgown.

He appeared relaxed, engrossed in his phone, his hair slightly tousled, with a few rebellious strands sticking up that he hadn’t even noticed.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a golden hue on his profile, as if an artist had meticulously outlined it.

This rare sight made Mo Yi feel quite fresh, even wanting to secretly capture it with his phone.

However, the instant nature of a phone photo couldn’t convey the emotions stirring in his heart at that moment; perhaps a paintbrush would be a better choice.

A faint sweet fragrance lingered in the air, a mix of fresh strawberries and cream.

Mo Yi shifted his gaze slightly and saw the strawberry cake on the table, which had barely been touched—less than a quarter eaten.

That was somewhat unusual.

It was no secret that the deity loved sweets; whenever a strawberry cake was placed before him, Lu would always devour it at its freshest.

What had captured the deity’s attention? He couldn’t even be bothered with his favorite dessert.

Curious, Mo Yi stepped closer, and the deity did not stop him, showing a tacit approval. He walked to the deity’s side, his gaze directed at the rapidly refreshing phone screen.

According to the world’s terminology, the deity was currently engaged in what was called—eating melons.

Without the influence of star brilliance, the plot unfolded normally, and the scheme against Ye Qi had already begun. The once-praised international film emperor was now mired in a series of scandals, with his work, abilities, and even character being subjected to overwhelming scrutiny.

At this moment, the deity was passionately participating in a series of online spats.

But his stance was not fixed; sometimes he sided with Ye Qi, sometimes he joined Ye Qi’s fans in cursing the haters, and at other times, he mingled with those deliberately stirring trouble.

One moment he played the villain, the next the hero, sometimes pretending to be a bystander, fanning the flames, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Seeing his servant approach, the deity shared the battlefield with him: “Look at this person, every word is about how unprofessional Ye Qi was in his last drama, while subtly praising the second male lead, clearly someone from the second male lead’s camp.”

“And this one, always bringing up the perfume endorsement, implying there’s some behind-the-scenes manipulation. This guy can’t be the previous spokesperson, can he?”

“Let me see…”

The deity lightly tapped on that account, a barely perceptible wave of power tracing back, “Oh, it really is him. Is he so idle now that he’s a star?”

“Oh… so he’s already washed up. The competition in the entertainment industry is really fierce.”

Mo Yi: “…”

He never expected the deity to have such a down-to-earth hobby.

The online spats in the entertainment industry were terrifyingly influential.

Now the deity had begun pretending to be a fan of Ye Qi.

Not Eating Children: Do you know how hard my brother works? It takes thousands of years to produce a Ye Qi. When it comes to dedication, my film emperor ranks second, and no one dares to claim the first.

Not Eating Children: These are all deliberate slanders against my brother. What has he done wrong to deserve this treatment?

Not Eating Children: It’s all the evil capital suppressing him from behind! I feel so sorry for him.

Although every word the deity said was true—Ye Qi was indeed hardworking and dedicated, and this incident was a joint suppression by multiple capital forces—this tone…

Mo Yi suddenly felt something was off.

Who is this brother?

What does “my family” mean?

Who are you feeling sorry for?

The room seemed to fill with the sourness of a bountiful lemon tree; a gentle breeze blew, filling the space with acidity.

He took out his phone and quietly sent a few messages.

Ye Qi’s fans were originally facing malicious attacks from all sides alone. Suddenly, a large group of battle-ready accounts surged in from nowhere, each one cursing fiercely and typing quickly. Compared to them, it was like a militia facing regular troops; their combat power was on entirely different levels.

The situation quickly tilted in one direction.

The deity put down his phone and slumped on the sofa: “This is no fun anymore.”

Mo Yi cut a piece of cake and handed it to him: “The mudslinging in the entertainment industry is just the same few tricks over and over.”

The deity took the cake, staring at him: “Don’t think I don’t know, that whole bunch of water army behind is arranged by you.”

Mo Yi lowered his head neatly: “Yes.”

The deity cruelly reached out, ruffling Mo Yi’s neatly styled hair: “Hmph.”

Then, as if still not satisfied, he suddenly leaned in, revealing sharp teeth that bit down on Mo Yi’s earlobe, leaving a blood-red mark.

Looking at his handiwork, Lu finally felt satisfied and began to leisurely savor the strawberry cake.

“Was this time smooth?” He took a bite, the sweetness of the strawberry and the delicate cream intertwining, making the deity feel completely at ease.

Forget it; after all, he had enjoyed the joy of arguing enough. It was just a spat; who won or lost, and how it ended, didn’t actually affect the plot.

“Hmm, the main system hasn’t raised any suspicions.”

Mo Yi slowly ran his fingertips through his hair, the pain from his earlobe sending a tingle, yet his lips couldn’t help but curve upward.

The current deity, even when punishing him, was this gentle yet teasing. He knew that such a level of injury couldn’t truly harm him.

It really was… hard to blame him for having extra thoughts.

“By the way, I plan to let Ah Huang manage the business in this world from now on; you arrange it.” Lu suddenly said.

The uplifted mood from just now felt like it was choked by something, and Mo Yi’s heart skipped a beat: “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”

So he wanted Ah Huang to replace him.

Lu forked a piece of bright red strawberry: “No, since we’ve already tested that the methods in this world are feasible, it’s time for us to make some arrangements in other worlds. You don’t need to shuttle back and forth in so many worlds.”

“Waste of time.” He added.

Mo Yi intuitively grasped the deeper meaning behind the deity’s words: “I will definitely make more time to accompany you.”

“I didn’t say I wanted you to accompany me.”

“Right, I just want to do that.”

“Fine, then I’ll satisfy your wish.”

“Thank you.”

·

In a world that had been completely altered by the main system, the protagonists of each world were each falling from grace.

They were no longer the favored ones, luck no longer favored them, and every step was met with unexpected obstacles, causing their lives to slide deeper into the abyss, until they were lost forever.

In the immortal world.

Lin Xuanlu was drenched in blood, with deep wounds visible to the bone crisscrossing his body, but more serious than these injuries was the near depletion of his spiritual power.

He had been ambushed by a fellow disciple, his energy sea destroyed, and in a severely injured state, he was pushed into the Sea of No Grievance.

The Sea of No Grievance, though named so, was in fact a chasm filled with primordial demonic energy and worldly filth. Without spiritual power to protect him, the demonic and filthy energies from below were continuously eroding his body.

His ears buzzed, as if countless voices were whispering in his ears, trying to sway his will.

Lin Xuanlu gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself awake. But the pain was too light, even less than any of his wounds.

He felt his consciousness gradually disintegrating.

Why struggle?

Your parents abandoned you, your master favors your junior, your little junior sister is not fond of you, your friends harbor ill intentions, and even the senior brother who has always been by your side has ulterior motives.

You have nothing, and the world treats you unfairly… why not give up the struggle?

Tears mixed with blood rolled down Lin Xuanlu’s cheeks.

He felt as if his life was a joke, with every desire unfulfilled, every wish unattained. His efforts never yielded results; whenever he felt there was light ahead, fate would suddenly throw unexpected challenges, shattering everything and dragging him back into the mire.

Is this his fate?

As if sensing his despair, the voices in his ears coaxed again:

Come, fall into the Sea of No Grievance, no grievance… no regret…

Lin Xuanlu smiled bitterly. Why not just follow the will of these ghostly things? The heavenly path is unjust, and the world is filthy; why struggle to be human? What more could he seek from immortality or the Dao?

Why not give up the struggle…

A wisp of demonic energy wrapped around his body, this time meeting no feeble resistance. Lin Xuanlu’s originally clear eyes gradually turned red.

If this continued, the once-favored one would fall into demonic madness, becoming one of the achievements of the new protagonist a hundred years later.

Suddenly, the noisy voices faded, and the overwhelming demonic energy that had nearly obscured his vision retreated rapidly, as if encountering something it greatly feared.

The clarity returned to Lin Xuanlu’s eyes. He looked around but found no one had appeared.

At the same time, he realized he had almost been tempted into demonic madness.

Demonic madness meant complete and utter loss, and he would never have the chance to ascend to immortality again.

Lin Xuanlu struggled to suppress his racing heart, raising his hand in front of him: “Thank you, senior, for your assistance.”

No response came.

Lin Xuanlu had endured too many trials in his life; he didn’t feel discouraged. Supporting his heavily injured body, he bowed in all directions, not feeling that his actions appeared foolish at this moment.

A light laugh suddenly rang out in the air.

“Senior!” Lin Xuanlu exclaimed in surprise.

“You’re quite an interesting fellow, hmm… also quite polite.” The owner of the voice still did not reveal himself.

“Thank you for your help just now, may I ask your name? If I have the chance in the future, I will surely repay today’s kindness.” Blood continued to drip from Lin Xuanlu’s body, but he still adhered to the etiquette of a junior.

In the original text, this protagonist was already a gentleman of grace, and even in such a fallen state, he remained true to himself.

“My name is not worth mentioning; it would be best if you do not speak of our encounter. That would be the best repayment.”

“This…” Lin Xuanlu hesitated for a moment but nodded in agreement. Since the senior did not wish to reveal himself, he accepted the favor without pressing further.

“In the Sea of No Grievance, there is a No Grievance Mysterious Stone that can help you reshape your energy sea and resist the invasion of demonic and filthy energies. Go.”

As the voice fell, a wisp of ghostly green mist appeared out of nowhere, winding forward as if guiding him.

Lin Xuanlu had encountered too many sudden hailstorms in his life; facing such a seemingly fortuitous event, he felt a bit uncertain. As a cultivator, he yearned for opportunities, but repeated experiences told him that such things seemed never to happen to him.

Yet today, he encountered it, twice.

Once saving him from danger, once granting him opportunity.

The nameless senior seemed to know what he was thinking, chuckling lightly: “Whether to use it or not is entirely your choice; I won’t force you. After all, we are merely passing acquaintances, and this unclaimed item is just a favor.”

That voice gradually faded, as if it was merely passing by, showing no interest in him at all.

Seeing the guiding ghostly green mist begin to thin, soon to dissipate, Lin Xuanlu gritted his teeth and followed. After all, he had already fallen to this extent; what more could be taken from him?

If it was a trap, he would consider it a repayment for the previous life-saving grace.

In fact, the deity, who had not gone far, was hidden in the void, watching the protagonist step by step approach his destined opportunity. After Lin Xuanlu refined the No Grievance Mysterious Stone, the power hidden within would be activated, guiding him closer to more opportunities.

Lin Xuanlu was resilient in character, needing little interference to walk the path alone.

He liked this world where the strong were respected; with power, one could easily accomplish most things, without needing to scheme too much like in modern society.

“Doing good deeds without leaving a name, I really am a kind deity.” The deity felt very pleased with himself.

“You’re right.” His servant unconditionally agreed.

·

In the world of campus literature.

The night was deep, and the protagonist Yang Ranyi was crying as she ran out of her house in the rain, her parents’ loud curses following behind.

“If you have the ability, just die outside!”

She had originally been an excellent student, diligent in her studies, respectful to teachers, cheerful, and had good relationships with every classmate.

Then suddenly, a transfer student joined the class, beautiful and flamboyant, from a wealthy family, generous in her actions.

At first, she didn’t reject this transfer student, but the latter seemed to harbor an inexplicable hostility towards her. It was like a fine needle hidden in cotton, appearing friendly but always managing to stab her hard at the most unexpected moments.

This transfer student seemed to excel without studying, always outperforming her in every exam.

The transfer student was skilled in dancing, singing, hosting… in every aspect where Yang Ranyi could showcase herself, she could do it even better.

The teachers who had once valued her gradually began to assign tasks to the transfer student, and her close classmates also inexplicably shifted to the transfer student’s camp.

A subtle barrier appeared between Yang Ranyi and this world; she began to feel isolated, yet she couldn’t understand why everything was happening.

She clearly hadn’t done anything wrong.

Yesterday was the transfer student’s birthday, and coming from a wealthy family, she generously invited the whole class to her home for dinner, and surprisingly, this invitation included Yang Ranyi.

That was her first time stepping into a wealthy family’s villa, with its luxurious decor, well-mannered servants, and delicacies she could only see online… not just her, all the invited classmates were shocked.

This was a dimensional blow from capital.

The lively and cheerful banquet was halfway through when the transfer student discovered that her diamond necklace worth a hundred thousand had gone missing.

Everyone was shocked, and after a frantic search, the necklace was found in Yang Ranyi’s bag.

Suspicion, ridicule, disdain, anger… sharp gazes pierced towards her.

Only Yang Ranyi knew she hadn’t done it, but no one was willing to listen to her explanation.

There were no surveillance cameras at the banquet, and under the guidance of those with ulterior motives, she couldn’t prove her innocence.

In the end, the transfer student stepped in to smooth things over, suggesting that perhaps she had accidentally lost it, and “generously” forgave Yang Ranyi for her moment of folly, then smiled as she sent all the classmates away.

But the incident quickly spread, becoming the talk of the entire school.

Yang Ranyi became the jealous, petty thief, while the transfer student was magnanimous and forgiving, letting this supposed thief off the hook.

Bad news always spreads quickly; her parents learned of the increasingly exaggerated rumors today. The necklace’s value had escalated from a hundred thousand to a million, and everyone vividly recounted her sneaky theft, as if they had witnessed it firsthand.

Her parents, who already favored their son over their daughter, scolded her harshly and immediately decided not to let her continue high school.

“If you stay in the city, you’re just embarrassing us!”

“Go work in the electronics factory and earn dowry money for your brother.”

“Or just go back home and get married, find an old bachelor who offers the highest dowry!”

The night rain was cold, showing no signs of stopping anytime soon.

Yang Ranyi ran until she was exhausted, cold, hungry, and weary, collapsing onto a park bench.

“It’s so cold…” She trembled, hugging herself, but her icy arms couldn’t bring any warmth.

Where should she go?

Where can she go?

She didn’t know…

At the street corner, a luxurious black limousine came to a stop.

The driver got out and opened the door, and two figures approached her under an umbrella.

This little girl didn’t understand the sudden appearance of the transfer student, but the two who had taken the script were very clear.

The main system had modified this world into a story of transmigration.

The transfer student, the new protagonist, was pulled from another world by the main system and was actually already an adult.

She had entered the story fully aware of the script, and the system had arranged for her the identity of a wealthy merchant’s daughter in the city, even giving her a cheat system as a golden finger.

The new protagonist happily began to compete for the spotlight with the original protagonist.

An adult, relying on spoilers, a golden finger, and her family’s power, bullied a sixteen-year-old girl; it was truly shameless.

Thus, the deity felt it was necessary to give the little girl a stronger background, to deliver a dimensional blow to this ungrateful new protagonist. For this, the deity, who was adept at slacking off, was even willing to do a lot of preparatory work.

“Hello, may I ask if this is Yang Ranyi, Miss Yang?” A gentle voice inquired.

Yang Ranyi raised her tear-and-rain-soaked eyes, seeing two figures; the one holding the umbrella was a refined and handsome young man, and beside him stood a boy so beautiful she had never seen before.

Unfortunately, the girl, having suffered powerful blows in succession, no longer had the energy to feel her heart race.

“I… am…” Her voice was a bit hoarse.

“It’s like this; our great-aunt instructed us on her deathbed, hoping to bequeath her estate to you, as you provided her with companionship and warmth in her final days.” The boy smiled as he spoke.

“She has seven publicly listed companies under her name, one of which ranks among the Fortune 500, countless properties, and by the way, one-third of the buildings in this city are under her name.”

“Those small companies that only have industries in this city are completely incomparable to our great-aunt’s wealth.”

“These industries are currently managed by professional institutions. You can only officially take over them once you complete your studies and successfully obtain a PhD from H University.” The boy kindly added.

“…Huh?” Yang Ranyi doubted whether she had been soaked in the rain to the point of losing her mind.