"You don't need to doubt it, I am indeed a cultivator."
Facing the crowd's surprise and confusion, Elder Wu smiled faintly and stepped forward.
Then, in front of everyone, he demonstrated the ability to control objects through the air.
With a cultivation at the sixth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, he could already project his spiritual energy outward; controlling objects from a distance was naturally not a difficult task.
In addition to this, he leaped up, jumping nearly thirty meters high, and then landed steadily on the ground.
All the scientific researchers present were stunned, their faces full of absolute shock.
They felt as if their entire worldview had collapsed.
They never expected that there actually existed a type of cultivator in this world who could be called supermen!
"Mr. Qin, these abilities that Elder Wu just demonstrated... can you do them too?" someone couldn't help but ask, looking at Qin Ning.
Qin Ning just smiled faintly and nodded.
"Mr. Qin's abilities are beyond your imagination. What I just showed you is mere child's play in his eyes. If we really had to make a comparison, I would be like an ant on the ground, while Mr. Qin is a true dragon soaring through the highest heavens. Can you understand this analogy?" Elder Wu said seriously.
The crowd was completely dumbfounded, feeling it was unbelievable to the extreme.
In front of Qin Ning, Elder Wu was only an ant?
And Qin Ning was a true dragon?
Just how massive of a gap was that?
Although this analogy sounded very straightforward, it still exceeded the limits of their imagination.
At this time, Lin Tiannan stepped forward and laughed, "Let me put it this way. Mr. Qin comes from the Earth civilization over a hundred light-years away. He can cross over a hundred light-years through deep space without relying on any external force, and it takes him less than a minute."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd finally had a more intuitive understanding of Qin Ning's capabilities.
At the same time, their hearts were shocked beyond measure.
Could someone in this world truly accomplish such a thing?
Obviously, judging from Lin Tiannan's description, this was no longer the realm of humanity.
But a true living god!
"Mr. Qin, you are already so powerful, so there must be many formidable cultivators on your Earth, right? Could it be that you are a cultivation civilization? If so, why would you even care about our technology?" someone asked out of curiosity.
"No."
Qin Ning shook his head. "You misunderstood. Earth is not a cultivation civilization. Just like your Planet Wei, it is also a technological civilization. The cultivators there are not strong. For example, with Elder Wu's strength, if he were on Earth, he could easily sweep away all the cultivators there."
"As for technology, it's pretty much the same. Take controllable nuclear fusion, for instance; our Earth currently hasn't been able to develop it either."
"I see."
Hearing this, the crowd suddenly realized the truth.
A white-haired old man asked, "Mr. Qin, so the reason you gathered us here today..."
Without waiting for him to finish, Qin Ning spoke directly, "Is to take you all to Earth to help my country complete scientific research in various fields."
"We can also go to an extraterrestrial civilization?"
Hearing this, everyone's faces showed excitement, yet they also seemed a bit apprehensive.
After all, it was a completely unfamiliar extraterrestrial civilization. They indeed wanted to go and see it, but it would definitely be a lie to say they weren't afraid.
"Don't worry, everyone. Earth's climate and environment are actually quite similar to your Planet Wei. Plus, with me taking you, a round trip only takes a minute. When the time comes, I will give you a special jade pendant. Normally, whenever you want to come back to visit your family or friends, you can use the jade pendant to summon me at any time. Or, if you want to bring your family along, that is fine too," Qin Ning said.
"I'll go!"
"I'll go too!"
Hearing his words, the crowd's worries completely vanished, and they all stepped forward, scrambling to be the first.
"Good. To thank you for the contributions you are about to make to my country, I will give you a grand gift in advance."
Qin Ning said with a smile, his gaze sweeping over them one by one before he continued, "Now you have two choices. One is to have your body and appearance completely restored to the state of a twenty-year-old. The other is to have your body become twenty years old, but your appearance remains unchanged. You decide whether to choose one or two."
"What do you mean?"
Hearing his words, everyone's faces were full of confusion.
They could understand every single word Qin Ning said, but when put together, they couldn't comprehend it.
What did he mean by becoming younger?
Was it the meaning they thought it was?
"It means exactly what you think it means," Qin Ning said.
Behind him, Lin Tiannan and Elder Wu couldn't help but swallow hard, their hearts shocked beyond measure.
Although they knew Qin Ning must be very strong, beyond their comprehension.
But they had never dared to imagine that he could actually accomplish something like this.
"Mr. Qin... is what you are saying true? Then what about a situation like mine..."
Just then, a snow-white-haired old man stepped forward. He leaned on a cane; he had lost his right leg many years ago but still persisted in his scientific research.
Qin Ning looked at him without speaking. Instead, he flipped his palm, took out a medicinal pill, and handed it to the man. "Eat it and give it a try."
"Alright."
The old man nodded heavily. Without hesitation, he placed the pill into his mouth in front of everyone.
These pills had all undergone a secondary refinement by Qin Ning. Their medicinal efficacy was far stronger than the ones he had initially given to Elder Zeng and the others, and their effects covered all aspects.
Following that, in less than three seconds, the sound of people gasping in shock echoed throughout the room.
Under everyone's gaze, the white-haired old man actually began to grow younger at a rate visible to the naked eye, eventually turning into a young man of about twenty years old.
Not only that, but his right leg, which had been lost for many years, had actually grown back!
"I, I... I am..."
Not to mention the surrounding crowd, even he, who was experiencing it firsthand, had a face full of disbelief at this moment.
Subsequently, Qin Ning distributed the pills to everyone else individually.
"Now you can call your families to say goodbye. We will depart in half an hour," Qin Ning said.
Soon, everyone took out their phones, dialed their relatives' numbers, and briefly informed them of the situation. However, they didn't mention that they were going to an extraterrestrial civilization; they merely said there was a very important mission and it might take some time before they could return.
While they were busy making their phone calls, Qin Ning turned his gaze to Elder Wu. "Keep having your people mine the jade on Planet Wei, and gather as much as you can. Once we have enough materials, I will try to construct a teleportation portal between Planet Wei and Earth. By then, they will be able to travel back and forth on their own. Although it won't be as fast as me personally bringing them across, a one-way trip still shouldn't take more than half an hour."

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.”

or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?

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?"