"You're a believer of the Goddess Church?"
"You've also received the Goddess's blessing?"
The companions were astonished, never expecting Musen to have such a background.
The Goddess Church was the only orthodox faith of the Goddess in the mortal realm, its status utterly unshakable.
The Goddess's blessing could be innate—like Xia Lun, who was born with her power, though it only manifested as he grew older.
Among the Goddess Church's most devout followers, some could earn her grace, hearing her voice and receiving blessings later in life.
Musen was one such person.
The blessing Musen received was the ability to control his desires, and he had always kept them suppressed at a very low level.
Thus, no matter who he faced, Musen appeared gentle and amiable. Despite his intimidating appearance, everyone easily warmed up to the big guy.
"I always thought the Goddess Church was full of cute nuns… never imagined someone like you would be part of it," Liyana remarked in surprise.
"Give it a rest. The Goddess isn't a lesbian like you," Moke teased. "The Church has plenty of priests too."
"Though, it's true that female believers are more common, and they're also more likely to receive the Goddess's blessings," Musen admitted, rubbing his bald head. "Being granted her blessing… I consider myself incredibly fortunate."
Liyana suddenly grew curious again. "Wait… Musen, before you got the blessing to control your desires… how did you manage?"
She was eager to know, as she often made mistakes because of women.
"Uh… before that, I wasn’t really interested in women either," Musen said hesitantly, as if reluctant to discuss his past. But eventually, he confessed, "Liyana, you and I… we’re the same kind."
"Huh?" Liyana blinked, staring at Musen’s burly muscles before her eyes widened in realization. She blurted out, "You used to be gay?"
Musen chuckled awkwardly.
Hearing this, Moke instinctively took a step back.
"You’re so cute, I doubt Musen would ever think of making a move on you… Oh wait, if he sees you as a boy, then you might actually be his type—" Liyana smacked her fist into her palm, as if she’d just pieced it together.
"Hey, you perverted elf, is that all you ever think about?" Moke glared at her irritably.
Ignoring his jab, Liyana turned her gaze toward Xia Lun, who was walking at the front.
"In that case, Xia Lun, you’re probably the most at risk in our team!"
Her mischievous eyes trailed slowly from the nape of Xia Lun’s neck down his spine, lingering somewhere below his waist…
A scandalous mental image formed in her mind.
A figure in a black robe stepped in front of Xia Lun, blocking Liyana’s view and cutting off her wild imagination.
"Stop with the nonsense. I trust Musen’s character," Xia Lun said calmly. "Just like you, Liyana—would you dare to have any improper thoughts about Aina?"
Liyana gulped as she stared at the mage lady’s dark silhouette.
Aina snorted coldly. "Try it and die."
Liyana wisely averted her gaze.
The mage lady was as unapproachable as ever… except to Xia Lun.
"Miss Liyana… there’s no need to worry about Captain Xia Lun. I currently have no desires of that nature," Musen defended himself before glancing at Moke. "And even before joining the Church, I never had any romantic experiences, nor did I ever… pursue young boys."
"I… I don’t actually doubt you. It’s just surprising to hear, that’s all," Moke coughed lightly, inching slightly closer to Musen again.
Liyana frowned deeply.
Why did it feel like… not a single person in their team was normal?
Was Xia Lun normal?
Hardly. The man’s sincerity was no joke—since childhood, Liyana had never heard him tell a single lie.
Those blunt remarks even Aina couldn’t counter? Definitely not something a normal person could pull off… though Liyana herself could handle them.
Without her around, Xia Lun would probably steal the hearts of countless girls without even realizing it.
Setting Xia Lun aside, the rest of the team—herself included—would be considered outrageous oddballs in any other group.
How they all ended up together was a mystery…
"Speaking of which," Liyana’s thoughts drifted again, "shouldn’t our team have a name by now? We’ve got enough members."
Back when they were fewer, naming the team hadn’t seemed necessary—it was too small.
But with Musen joining, their group had taken shape, meeting the minimum requirement to register as an adventurer team with the guild.
"A team name? Let Xia Lun decide. He’s the captain," Moke said casually, hands behind his head as he walked with an easy stride.
"You guys figure it out. I’ll pass," Moke added, indifferent to the matter.
"Same here. I’m the newest member, after all," Musen raised his hand, signaling his neutrality.
"Whatever," Aina replied tersely.
"A name, huh?" Xia Lun furrowed his brow, deep in thought. A good team name was important—for some adventurers, it was a matter of pride and honor worth defending with their lives.
"How about… ‘Justice Allies’? What do you think?" Xia Lun suggested seriously.
Liyana burst into uncontrollable laughter, while Moke and Musen exchanged incredulous looks.
Aina’s petite frame trembled slightly beneath her black robe—whether from anger or something else was unclear.
If people found out the Demon King was a member of the "Justice Allies"… the irony would be too much.
"I almost forgot… Xia Lun is terrible at naming things… hahaha!" Liyana wheezed between laughs.
"No good?" Xia Lun seemed unwilling to give up.
"It sounds like something a ten-year-old—no, a five-year-old—would come up with," Moke retorted bluntly.
"People would definitely laugh at us, Captain Xia Lun," Musen said, rubbing his temples.
"Absolutely not!" Aina’s four-word refusal was firm.
"Alright… any ideas, then? I’m really not good at this," Xia Lun turned to Aina.
Moke and Musen had abstained, and Liyana would only suggest something ridiculous, so Aina was their only hope.
Aina looked at Xia Lun, his bright, sunlit smile flashing in her mind.
"…Dawn’s Wings. How about that?" Aina murmured softly.
"Sounds great… what do you all think?" Xia Lun glanced at the others.
"If it's a name chosen by the Mage Lady, of course I have no objections," Liyana declared.
"Far better than Captain Xia Lun's suggestion," Moke and Musen sighed in relief.
Xia Lun nodded in agreement.
"Then from this moment onward, we shall be known as the Wings of Dawn!"

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

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.”

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?"