Generally speaking, people would describe someone who suddenly has a stroke of good luck as "stepping in dog shit luck".
If this analogy were applied to Ma Xiaohong, then it would be far more than just dog shit luck. Even wallowing in a cesspool wouldn't be this preposterous.
In a melee of Heaven Mending Realm prodigies, for a Sea Inversing Realm cultivator to obtain the Sword Dao Great Sage Serendipity, only two conclusions could be drawn:
One, those Heaven Mending Realm cultivators are too weak.
Two, the Sea Inversing Realm cultivator is too freakish.
Judging from the facts, only the second conclusion can be true.
So how exactly did Ma Xiaohong get the Sword Dao Great Sage Serendipity?
It's simple.
She used a proxy fighter.
First, she pretended to be weak with her Sea Inversing Realm cultivation to deceive the enemy. Well...she didn't really pretend, she was quite weak indeed.
Then, the immortal sword fought as her proxy, directly grabbing Ma Xiaohong's hand and slaying a path through the exhausted and wounded prodigies, before finally contending for the Great Sage Serendipity.
It was like a chef's spatula controlling the chef's cooking.
You can't say the chef cheated, since it was the chef's own hand after all. You could only say the spatula was too smart.
Ma Xiaohong was in a similar state. After obtaining the Sword Dao Great Sage Serendipity, she was completely disoriented, still unclear about the situation.
Her cultivation didn't increase, and she gained no more enlightenment. The only enhancement from obtaining the Sword Dao Great Sage Serendipity was that when she wielded a sword, she had greater comprehension, and could unleash greater power with the half immortal sword.
Of course, she didn't need to wield it herself. The half immortal sword would move by itself.
Three people journeyed together.
Xu Zhen was silent, hadn't spoken a word for months. She would occasionally gaze intently at Ma Xiaohong, as if wanting to discern something.
As for Sword Two, there was even less need to mention. As a proud prodigy sword cultivator, he always had a hint of arrogance that couldn't be erased.
But ever since Ma Xiaohong obtained the Sword Dao Great Sage Serendipity, he was completely self-abased. He didn't even dare speak loudly, and doubted himself.
Ma Xiaohong still hugged her flying sword, feeling like a gap had formed between her and Xu Zhen, though there was one before, it was growing larger now.
Occasionally, rays of sunlight still shone down, just no longer brightly.
The dark and gloomy colors of the starry sky permeated everything.
Xu Zhen was injured at the Sword Dao Great Sage Ruins, and was currently recovering, having taken some top-grade medicine pills for healing injuries.
Ma Xiaohong hugged her flying sword, footsteps hesitant as she paced behind Xu Zhen.
"What's the matter?" Xu Zhen, silent for months, was the first to speak.
"I..." Ma Xiaohong hurriedly replied, "I was thinking if I could help, and heal your injuries."
Silent for two to three breaths.
Xu Zhen shook her head, "No need, I said no need."
"Okay...okay." Ma Xiaohong softly acknowledged, not knowing how to respond.
"When did you meet Brother Xia?" Xu Zhen suddenly asked, this was the first time she had asked Ma Xiaohong about Chen Xia.
Ma Xiaohong thought for a bit, and softly replied, "Over a thousand years ago probably, right before entering the Great Death Realm."
Xu Zhen nodded, then asked again, "Why were you together with Brother Xia?"
"Some accidents happened, everyone else died, only Chen Xia and I remained." Ma Xiaohong softly said, not mentioning that Chen Xia had killed them.
Xu Zhen's head that was gazing at the starry sky suddenly turned to look at Ma Xiaohong, blinking once, and calmly said.
"Initially I didn't care about you, thinking Brother Xia was just being his usual nice self, having saved some random Sea Inversing Realm cultivator from somewhere."
"The only thing that made me somewhat notice you was probably your female identity."
Xu Zhen's calm complexion changed a little, her willow leaf eyebrows raised slightly. With the gloomy colored starry sky as a background, stars flowed silently. She suddenly asked,
"You like Brother Xia right?"
Ma Xiaohong's expression tightened, and her grip on the flying sword increased. She hurriedly shook her head.
"No..."
"A cultivator's emotions are especially sincere. Moreover with your cultivation level, still shallowly involved with the mundane world, it can be discerned with a single glance."
Xu Zhen interrupted Ma Xiaohong's words, shaking her head again.
"I didn't care at first, so what if you liked him, which impressive cultivator doesn't have a few people liking them."
"I never cared, until later when I lost in a duel, yet you obtained the Great Sage Serendipity."
Ma Xiaohong opened her mouth and softly said, "I was just lucky..."
"No matter how you were lucky..." Xu Zhen stood up, revealing a smile for the first time,
"Brother Xia and I have known each other for eight thousand years, far ahead."
She seemed extremely delighted, the smile at the corner of her lips rather dazzling.
It was also the first time in thousands of years she had been so...
Happy.
Ma Xiaohong hugged her sword, not speaking a word.
She was rather envious indeed.
Heart Lake
This was Chen Xia's first time opening his eyes, seeing himself bound in a gigantic cocoon, he couldn't help ridiculing.
"The Universal Celestial Dragon plays quite extravagantly."
"It's decent." The inner demon's response came, continuing, "How about the backlash from the Past Future Law?"
Chen Xia nodded, "It should be gone, my consciousness feels less muffled, and spiritual power is flowing smoothly too, so the backlash should have vanished. Just didn't expect it to be so severe, making me slumber for at least three hundred years extra."
"More than that." The inner demon retorted, then said, "The dragon's true form's coalescence should be nearing completion, you might as well try integrating the bonus points too, can just add them into your magic power, and test the effects."
Power, fortune, magic power. Each would grant a reward upon reaching a certain level.
Chen Xia had already accumulated quite a lot of points after slumbering for over a thousand years. He could directly raise his magic power to a new level right now.
No sooner said than done. Chen Xia's consciousness stirred, and the total of 1400 points instantly went into raising his magic power.
At the same time, faint radiance emerged in his eyes. Not the former crimson and pure white, but absolute golden, without a hint of impurity.
Words emerged in Chen Xia's mind.
【Comprehend Dao】: Instant enlightenment of the Dao you are most proficient in.
An extremely simple sentence, yet extremely shocking.
Chen Xia immediately chose. His consciousness sank and he stepped into the Heart Lake. He slowly strolled, comprehending his own Dao.
What was the Dao he was most proficient in?
None other than the Time Dao.
This was what Chen Xia had the deepest comprehension of, and had truly experienced.
What did Time encompass?
Life, old age, sickness, death, the changing of all things.
These were all a corner of the Time Dao.
Speaking more broadly, there was also past and future, tracing back and accelerating. These were the miraculous effects of the Time Dao.
They were also where the Time Dao's true might lay. For example, beheading the future with the past, unleashing a sword in the present that would definitely hit after three breaths.
This was the terror of the Time Dao.
Chen Xia leisurely strolled in the Heart Lake, before suddenly stopping and looking down into the Heart Lake.
After a long while.
He abruptly raised his foot. When he stepped again, the entire Heart Lake suddenly became transparent.
Beneath this transparent Heart Lake, muffled thunder rumbled.
Dense, dark purple thunder gradually rose.
Dual Comprehend Dao!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

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.”