Chen Xia and his inner demon couldn't reach an agreement, so they ultimately settled on a compromise: implementing both plans simultaneously.
Chen Xia would establish his own immortal sect in East Jia State, striving to fully integrate into the region, while also assuming the role of the ruler of the Ten Thousand Mountains, claiming territory in East Jia State.
In simple terms, he would play both the hero and the villain.
This plan was quite feasible, and Chen Xia nodded in agreement before asking,
"What kind of sect should we establish? It can't be called the Blue Sky Sword Sea, right? If someone recognizes it, we'll be exposed."
"Choose a low-key name, one that disguises our identity but doesn't hold back. Make the reputation loud and clear. Build connections with the cultivators of East Jia State and create a new identity. Gradually integrate into East Jia State. If we succeed, our plan to dominate the entire immortal realm will be significantly accelerated."
"Alright, alright," Chen Xia nodded, waving his hand to change his green robe into a white one. "I'll head out now."
The inner demon waved his hand, opening a portal from the Great Death Realm directly to a lake in the Ten Thousand Mountains, allowing Chen Xia to pass through.
Since they were essentially one entity, the connection was seamless. Chen Xia emerged from the lake, took a step, and instantly left the Ten Thousand Mountains, arriving in East Jia State. He found a deserted spot, raised his hand, and a mountain gate materialized, with a few large characters carved into it:
**Heaven Pill Gate**
With another wave of his hand, the white robe he wore shifted slightly, and characters appeared on his chest, reading "Heaven Pill Ancestor."
The mountain gate was empty and desolate. Chen Xia walked in, and with a single step, a medicinal field spontaneously formed. He casually waved his hand, and the light of time began to flow, causing the herbs to grow rapidly, displaying a dazzling array of colors.
In just half an hour, what was once a barren and empty area now housed a rather imposing Heaven Pill Gate.
After completing all this, Chen Xia leisurely carved a sentence at the entrance:
"Pills for sale: Low-grade Dao pills, 300,000 spirit stones per pound."
After writing this, he set up a rocking chair at the entrance and waited patiently for opportunities to arrive.
This place was remote and rarely visited, but eventually, a passing cultivator noticed the newly established Heaven Pill Gate and stopped to curiously examine the unfamiliar sect before approaching for a closer look.
"Low-grade Dao pills, 300,000 spirit stones?!" exclaimed the Sea Inversing Realm cultivator in shock, turning to Chen Xia on the rocking chair and asking in confusion,
"How valuable are these low-grade Dao pills of yours? They're more expensive than top-grade medicines!"
"Read carefully," Chen Xia replied succinctly.
The Sea Inversing Realm cultivator frowned and continued to examine the sign, muttering,
"Low-grade Dao pills, 300,000 per... per pound?!"
Holy crap, they're selling them by the pound!
The cultivator was utterly stunned, pointing at the sign and stammering as he asked Chen Xia,
"Are you serious? Selling low-grade Dao pills by the pound at 300,000 per pound? Are you running a wholesale business here?"
Chen Xia shook his head, stood up from the rocking chair, and spoke with a heavy tone,
"Fellow cultivator, you may not know this, but when I was young, I saw many cultivators who couldn't afford expensive pills and were thus stuck at a bottleneck, unable to break through. Some even spent their entire lives trapped in a single realm, wasting their years chasing after something they could never obtain."
"At that time, I thought, if everyone could afford pills, wouldn't things be different?"
"That thought took root in my heart like a seed, sprouting, blooming, and bearing fruit. It set the young me on the path of alchemy, seeking my own Dao."
"Finally, I found it. My Dao is to make sure that everyone in East Jia State, and even the entire immortal realm, can afford expensive pills. Everyone should be able to break through their bottlenecks. I want to bring down the price of pills in the immortal realm and elevate the welfare of cultivators. This is the Dao I seek!"
"I am not a medicine god. I am merely doing my humble part. If you support me, you can invest 50 spirit stones to become a distinguished guest of Heaven Pill Gate. On the fourth day of every month, we have our 'Crazy Fourth Day,' where you can purchase pills at half price."
After Chen Xia's solemn and impassioned speech, the Sea Inversing Realm cultivator was also moved. He clasped his hands and bowed to Chen Xia, saying,
"Senior, your righteousness is truly admirable. With people like you in the immortal realm, how could it not flourish? If everyone in the immortal realm were like you, how could we be oppressed by the Divine Realm?"
"But..." the cultivator hesitated, "300,000 spirit stones is too much. I can't afford it. Senior, could you..."
"No problem, no problem. Just give me 50 spirit stones, and I'll register you as a distinguished guest. Then, on the fourth day of every month, you can come and buy pills at half price," Chen Xia said warmly with a smile.
"What kind of pills will be available then? Senior, you may not know this, but I've been longing for a top-grade spirit pill for a long time. It's just that the prices outside are too high, so..." the cultivator said with an embarrassed smile.
"Top-grade spirit pill?" Chen Xia frowned. Aren't top-grade spirit pills just used to feed dogs?
"Yes," the Sea Inversing Realm cultivator said, noticing Chen Xia's frown and quickly adding, "If it's too much trouble for you, Senior, then forget it. Buying top-grade spirit pills at half price is indeed too unreasonable..."
"Why didn't you say you wanted top-grade spirit pills earlier?" Chen Xia waved his hand, and a variety of top-grade spirit pills appeared before them, all of which he had refined over the years. He had so many that even the dogs stopped eating them, and he ended up tossing them around like pebbles for fun.
The Sea Inversing Realm cultivator had never seen such a sight. His eyes lit up as he eagerly asked Chen Xia,
"Senior, how much are these supreme-grade pills?"
"Well..." Chen Xia rubbed the tip of his nose and replied,
"Just give me 50 spirit stones, and you can pick two pounds to take with you. Don't eat too much, though. They're not nutritious—just junk food."
That was Chen Xia's assessment.
But in the Sea Inversing Realm cultivator's mind, only a few words echoed:
50 spirit stones, pick two pounds.
Holy crap.
This isn't just bringing down the price of pills—it's bringing down all the alchemists in the immortal realm!

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?"

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!

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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.”