The time went back ten minutes ago, when Zhao Lei's severed head was thrown down. Second Master Mei, Old Five, and Li Siyu on the first floor had already seen it.
"Ah!" Li Siyu screamed in fright, then cowered behind Second Master Mei and trembled, with tears welling up in her eyes.
Old Five was still relatively calm. He had killed people before, so this kind of scene could not scare him.
"Second Master, what should we do next?"
Second Master Mei looked at the severed head for a while, then turned to Old Five and said, "What do you think, was this done by Old Four?"
Old Five did not speak, just kept silent. He and Old Four were brothers, so he understood Old Four's personality. In his heart, he felt that this was something Old Four would do.
Seeing Old Five's silence, Second Master Mei calmly said, "Actually, no matter if this was done by Old Four or not, now that Zhao Lei is dead, we can only continue playing this game.
What will Da Tou and Xu Guang do?
I guess they will surely ally together, first go kill Old Four, and after Old Four is dead, they will come over to kill us. Finally, there will be one victor between the two of them."
Old Five still did not speak, just kept his head lowered and did not know what he was thinking.
Second Master Mei continued, "I know I cannot win, so I'll just wait. It doesn't matter to me which of you wins, you are all my brothers after all.
But Old Five, I hope that person is you. After all, you have followed me the longest, and are the one I trust the most."
After speaking, Second Master Mei also kept silent, just standing in the corridor on the sixth floor, looking at the situation in Building 2. At this time, Da Tou and Xu Guang had already entered Building 2.
Old Five was no fool either. He understood that Old Four could not die like this, otherwise he would be the next to die.
So gritting his teeth, he turned around and ran downstairs. He was going to support Old Four.
After Old Five left, Li Siyu shuddered as she moved closer to Second Master Mei, grabbing his arm in fright, "Second Master, what should we do? I'm scared."
Second Master Mei glanced coldly at Li Siyu and said coldly, "It's not we, it's me."
Li Siyu did not understand what he meant. She looked up at her man in confusion.
Just then, Second Master Mei had a knife in his hand out of nowhere. Without any hesitation he stabbed Li Siyu in the stomach, very forcefully and quickly.
"Ah!"
Before Li Siyu could continue screaming, Second Master Mei ruthlessly pulled the knife, disemboweling Li Siyu. Her body softly collapsed.
She painfully fell to the ground, her insides spilling out. Her body crawled slowly. She did not understand why Second Master Mei had suddenly attacked her. A few seconds later, she closed her eyes forever.
Second Master Mei only glanced indifferently at Li Siyu's corpse, no longer paying attention. Instead, he looked towards Building 2.
His reason for killing Li Siyu was simple. Because just now, this woman had picked up a gun, and only he and Li Siyu knew about it. So he had to silence her, this was the key to his victory.
Taking out the gun he had on him, he took out the clip and looked at the bullets, only one left.
"I hope the result over there can be as I expected," he muttered.
In Building 2, Da Tou and Xu Guang had already got to the third floor. They saw the bloodstained clothes, further suspecting that Old Four had killed Zhao Lei.
Just as they were about to open the last ward on the third floor, Xu Guang immediately made a "shhh" gesture at Da Tou.
Da Tou understood, and the two of them unconsciously stopped their actions and slowly approached this ward, their footsteps extremely light.
At the same time, inside the ward, Old Four was sitting on the bed holding the long knife, spaced out.
He felt very confused, he did not know what had happened, nor what to do. Of all the people, he was the best fighter but had the slowest mind.
At this moment, he was very sensitive. He felt everyone wanted to harm him, and he was gradually losing his sanity.
Just then, the door was suddenly flung open and he saw two people rushing in.
"I'll slaughter you!"
Old Four roared loudly. He had lost control and regardless of anything, seeing people come in made him want to kill.
So raising the long knife, he swung wildly at the two who had entered.
Seeing Old Four go berserk swinging the knife, Da Tou was also badly frightened. Avoiding a slash from Old Four, he fiercely threw the rock in his hand at Old Four's head.
Xu Guang was not having an easy time either. Although prepared, a knife still scraped his arm, causing blood to flow from the gash.
He was also enraged, taking advantage of the moment Da Tou threw the rock. He directly charged forward, yelling loudly, "Da Tou, let's rush him together!"
The distance was short, Old Four could not dodge. The rock directly smashed into his face, instantly dizzying his head and causing blood to stream from his nose, leaving a large red mark on his face.
It was in that instant he lost focus that Xu Guang and Da Tou had already rushed up to him.
Xu Guang's face was ferocious as he roared loudly and threw a punch at Old Four's head. Da Tou's face was also fierce. He first kicked the knife from Old Four's hand, then also threw a punch.
Two fists were no match for four hands, moreover Old Four had been smashed hard by the rock and could not dodge their attacks.
Old Four's body collapsed again, his head even more dizzy, his hands waving wildly.
Xu Guang had wanted to pick up the knife, but Da Tou beat him to it. This guy had been eyeing the long knife the whole time.
Picking up the knife, Da Tou revealed an sinister smile. "Old Four, I've long disliked seeing you. Now die!"
Speaking, he raised the long knife with both hands and ferociously hacked down at Old Four.
Xu Guang did not dare to move now, afraid of being hacked by Da Tou as well, so he stood and watched the show.
It had to be said, this long knife was very sharp. With one chop, it directly hacked off half of Old Four's arm.
"Ah!"
Old Four's eyes bulged, completely maddened. Although gravely injured, he still fiercely pounced at Da Tou.
Da Tou sneered coldly in his heart: "Fool."
Raising the long knife again, this chop would likely end Old Four, he estimated.
Just then, Old Five charged in like a fierce tiger from behind Da Tou, directly knocking Da Tou flying, the long knife in his hand also falling out.
Old Five had arrived. He had run over. At this moment he was excited, coming in and seeing Old Four's state, he became even more furious.
"Da Tou, Xu Guang, I'll tear you apart!"
Old Five was uncontrollably angry. Old Four was his own brother! Although they often had conflicts, after all he was kin.
At this time, Xu Guang could no longer sit still. If he did not help, with Da Tou dead, he could not escape either.
So without hesitation, he charged at the injured Old Four, while his hand reached behind his back.
Seeing Xu Guang charge over, Old Four raised his uninjured right arm and fiercely punched at Xu Guang, his expression ferocious, now looking more like a beast.
"Pu!"
A piercing flesh sound rang out, followed by a large amount of blood spurting. Xu Guang's dagger had stabbed into Old Four's neck, and he pulled the knife back out.

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?"

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”