"Lessa, thank goodness you're back."
Sister Landa exhaled in relief upon seeing Lessa, but her heart immediately clenched again when she noticed Lessa's torn clothes and the large stains of blood.
"What happened to you? How did you end up like this?" Landa grasped Lessa's hands with concern. "Let me take a look."
"I'm fine... Never mind that. Sister Landa, you need to take Milumina and leave this place—now!" Lessa spoke with chilling calmness.
Landa and the others weren’t from the village, so they had no reason to be dragged into this conflict.
"What in the world is going on?" Sister Landa couldn’t help but press.
Lessa took a deep breath, her voice tinged with bitterness. "Someone is targeting the village..."
If Landa learned that it was the Goddess Church’s own people attacking the nameless village, she would undoubtedly refuse to leave.
Lessa had seen the group of priests Kalein brought with him—all of them were elites, skilled and ruthless. If a battle broke out, the carnage would be horrific... and Lessa wasn’t confident she could protect everyone in the church while fighting.
"There’s no time to explain. Just take the children and run—through the back of the village."
Then, Lessa turned to Xia Lun and the others. "Mr. Xia Lun, I know you’re powerful adventurers... The village is surrounded by a group of cultists who plan to sacrifice everyone here. I need your help to fight them."
But Xia Lun didn’t respond. His gaze was locked onto the holy scripture in Lessa’s hands.
Lessa noticed his stare.
"This... this is just an ordinary religious text..." she said nervously. Clearly, she wasn’t good at lying, but she was afraid Xia Lun might take advantage of the situation.
"May I see it?" Xia Lun asked softly.
Lessa hesitated. "This..."
"Open it," Aina commanded, her tone leaving no room for refusal.
A cold shiver ran down Lessa’s spine. Unable to resist Aina’s order, she slowly opened the scripture.
A golden, ethereal figure gradually materialized from its pages.
"What’s wrong, Miss Lessa? The power I gathered earlier has been mostly depleted. I’ll need some time to recover," Musen said apologetically. "After all, I’m just a book now..."
His voice cut off abruptly as he stared in disbelief at the familiar faces before him.
"Ah!"
Liyana let out an incredulous shriek. "Musen! What the hell happened to you? You turned into a ghost?!"
"Liyana... Still as lively as ever, I see," Musen mused, though his eyes never left Xia Lun.
"Xia Lun... Is that really you?" Musen’s expression suddenly turned solemn.
"It’s me," Xia Lun nodded.
"I can’t believe it..."
"He’s the real deal—Aina brought him back," Liyana interjected, darting forward and attempting to slap Musen’s shoulder, only for her hand to pass right through his translucent form.
"Whoa, you really are a ghost now?" Liyana gaped at his spectral body.
"A spirit bound to an artifact, not a ghost," Musen corrected. "I chose to become an artifact spirit to continue serving the Goddess Church... I never thought I’d see you all again."
His gaze shifted to Aina beside Xia Lun, and she gave him a slight nod in return.
"Mr. Musen, do you know these people?" Lessa remained tense. "But now isn’t the time for reunions—those cultists could storm in at any moment..."
Musen, however, rubbed his bald head and waved dismissively. "Don’t worry, Miss Lessa... Now is exactly the time for reunions. Because the problem is already solved."
"Huh?"
Lessa had no idea what he meant.
"Kalein is a bishop-level powerhouse, far beyond high-tier strength, with the title of 'Blade of the Sanctum'... And his team? Every priest under him rivals a high-tier mage!" Lessa exclaimed.
Kalein had attacked her earlier with such ease, even letting her escape back to the village—proof that he didn’t consider her a threat.
With such a foe waiting outside, they were practically in a death trap... Yet Musen claimed the situation was resolved?
"Trouble?" Xia Lun glanced at Musen.
"Need you to step in, Captain Xia Lun," Musen replied sheepishly, scratching his bald head—a stark contrast to the man who had once forced Kalein back with a single punch.
Captain?
Musen just called this young man, who didn’t look much older than her, "Captain"?
Lessa’s mind was in chaos.
Kalein had mentioned that Musen had once been part of the Hero’s party... and this young man’s name was also Xia Lun...
The thought barely formed before Lessa forcefully dismissed it.
This man... the Hero? How... how could something so absurd be true?
She couldn’t bring herself to believe it, instinctively rejecting the answer in her heart—a perfectly normal reaction.
"I’ll help, but on one condition," Xia Lun raised a finger. "Musen, rejoin us."
"R-Really?" Musen’s voice trembled with excitement. "I can really adventure with you all again?"
"The 'Pious Scripture'... belongs to the Goddess Church," Lessa bit her lip, her voice tight. "As a sister of the Church, I can’t just hand it over to you."
"You have two choices, Miss Lessa."
Xia Lun wasn’t surprised by her resistance.
"One: Make a deal with us. Give us the scripture, and we’ll handle the enemies outside."
"Two: We take the scripture by force, then deal with the enemies on our way out."
"I trust you’ll make the wise decision."
Lessa’s lips twitched. The only difference between the options seemed to be whether she’d get beaten up in the process.
"Ha ha ha! Captain Xia Lun, it’s been so long... You’ve changed quite a bit. The old you would never say something like that," Musen laughed heartily.
He believed this Xia Lun was the real Hero... Even if it were a lie, Musen would choose to believe it now.
Xia Lun smiled. "Well, it has been years... I’m not the same person I was back then. I’ve learned to be a little selfish."
It was clear Xia Lun was in high spirits.
And so was Aina.
"If... if Mr. Musen agrees, then I’ll give you the scripture... But you must promise not to damage it!" Lessa finally relented. "The scripture is a treasure of the Goddess Church. One day, I’ll take it back from you!"
Liyana took the scripture—Musen’s vessel—from Lessa’s hands and whistled.
"Xia Lun, time to move out!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
