It was merely her own imagination.
Her pale, cold cheeks instantly burned as red as dripping blood.
Gu Yang casually took the jade slip, his divine sense sweeping into it tyrannically.
He completely ignored the blushing demonic female cultivator behind him, whose body was even trembling slightly.
He wanted the Thousand Illusions Concealment solely to infiltrate the underground palace of Holy Heaven City and snatch that ancient demonic vine before anyone else could.
"Change into these."
Gu Yang tossed back two drab, low-tier dharma robes.
"After entering the city, suppress your cultivation bases to the early Foundation Establishment realm. Follow me closely and don't cause trouble."
The two coarse cloth garments landed on the deck.
Su Wanyin picked up the dharma robe, a hint of astonishment flashing through her moist, peach-blossom eyes, which was immediately replaced by a fanaticism so thick it could not be dissolved.
She gripped the rough fabric tightly, her knuckles turning white.
A peerless genius like the Young Master should have been making a name for himself in this Holy Heaven City!
Yet, to conceal their identities as demonic cultivators and prevent them from being targeted by the orthodox old monsters in the city, he was willing to don these low-tier dharma robes that were no better than rags alongside them.
He was using this most forbearing method to silently block out all dangers and hidden arrows!
"Wanyin understands."
Su Wanyin's eyes reddened. Without any evasion, right in front of Gu Yang, she undid her eye-catching, deep red long dress.
The coarse gray dharma robe wrapped around her breathtaking curves, yet it could not conceal her innate charm.
Beside her, Zhao Yuelian also gripped the hem of her clothes tightly.
She looked at Gu Yang's cold, stern profile, which seemed as though it were chiseled by a knife and axe.
"The Young Master is pitying me because I have just recovered from a severe illness, unwilling to let me expose my strength prematurely in this dragon's pool and tiger's den..."
This Fairy Lingshuang gritted her teeth and slipped off her signature snow-white fox fur cloak.
The moment she changed into the gray robe, her long-standing, aloof elder persona seemed to be completely stripped away as well.
All that remained was an unreserved reliance.
...
Half a day later.
Holy Heaven City, Middle District.
On the streets paved with white jade, array formations flowed with vibrant colors.
The shops on both sides were piled high with a dazzling array of medicinal pills and magical treasures.
Gu Yang walked through the crowd with his hands behind his back, his steps steady.
A gray hood obscured most of his face.
Behind him, Zhao Yuelian and Su Wanyin followed closely.
They deliberately restrained their auras and kept their heads down, looking like nothing more than two ordinary female dependents of a rogue cultivator.
However, the astonishing waist-to-hip ratio tightly wrapped in the inferior fabric, as well as the cold and glamorous temperament that seeped through even though they wore veils, still caused several passing evil cultivators to frequently cast sidelong glances.
Gu Yang paid no attention to those greedy stares.
His brain was working rapidly.
The setup in the golden intelligence was massive.
Luo Tianheng, a peak Golden Core cultivator, intended to use his own biological daughter as a great medicine.
The ancient demonic vine lay dormant within Luo Shenyao's body, preparing to backlash and seize her body.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen of the Dao One Sect was hiding in the shadows, ready to pluck this final and largest peach.
Among these three parties, any one of their trump cards was enough to grind an ordinary Golden Core cultivator into fine powder.
For him, a Foundation Establishment cultivator who had just built a five-layer Dao Foundation, trying to seize it by force was tantamount to snatching food from a tiger's mouth.
He had to pinpoint that most fatal ten-breath gap when the demonic vine backlashed against Luo Tianheng and Ye Chen made his move.
Just as he was calculating this.
Deep within his sea of consciousness, the system's cold mechanical voice suddenly rang out.
[Daily Intelligence Refresh!]
Gu Yang's footsteps paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over a sundries stall by the roadside with extreme naturalness.
A faint blue light screen rippled across his retinas like water waves.
[White Intelligence: The Cosmic Star Spirit Gathering Array in Holy Heaven City, which claims to protect the common people, is actually a giant flesh and blood grinding mill. It silently drains the feeble source essence of tens of thousands of lower-class rogue cultivators to fuel the immortality dreams of those old monsters high up in the clouds.]
...
[White Intelligence: On the surface, Ye Chen is making a great show of pursuing Luo Shenyao, the beloved daughter of the Heavenly Melody Valley's patriarch, in Holy Heaven City. In reality, he has long laid down an inescapable net, monitoring her day and night, just waiting for the 'great medicine' to mature so he can strike like lightning at the critical moment to steal the prize.]
...
[White Intelligence: The Dao Child of the Dao One Sect, Ye Chen, once obtained a heaven-defying fortuitous encounter, awakening a 'Fragment of the Heavenly Dao' and possessing a trace of destiny deduction ability. It was precisely through this deduction that he discovered the secret of the demonic vine inside Luo Shenyao's body, and spent several years secretly investigating to completely figure out Luo Tianheng's 'Myriad Wood Eternal Spring Array' conspiracy.]
...
[White Intelligence: To ensure absolute success, Ye Chen did not hesitate to pay a price to borrow the Dao One Sect's heavy treasure, the 'Profound Yang True Fire'. This fire is of the extreme yang attribute and has a devastating counter effect against wood-attribute demonic vine spirit bodies.]
...
Gu Yang's gaze lingered on those few coherent pieces of white intelligence.
Destiny deduction?
No wonder this hypocrite was like a vicious dog with a keen sense of smell, always able to accurately bite into the biggest piece of fat meat.
Profound Yang True Fire?
Gu Yang felt the Great Sun True Fire and the Nine Nether Soul-Locking Flame resting quietly on the chaotic lotus platform in his dantian sea of qi.
The two extreme dao flames seemed to sense some sort of provocation, emitting an extremely faint trembling hum.
What Ye Chen had borrowed was ultimately an external object.
But his fire was source essence fused into his very bones and blood!
[Green Intelligence: In a waste basket thirty paces to the left outside the 'Rare Treasures Pavilion' in the inner city of Holy Heaven City, there lies a seemingly spiritless, broken jade slip. The demon blood on the jade slip is actually a brilliant 'aura-concealing disguise'. Even the Golden Core realm shopkeeper of the Rare Treasures Pavilion failed to see through its truth and casually discarded it as a dead object.
Tonight at midnight, 'Li He', an orthodox rogue cultivator who appears aloof on the surface but secretly moonlights in murder and robbery, will be hunted down by his enemies to this spot and, with nowhere else to go, will hide in the waste basket.
The heart-blood flowing from his wounds will accidentally activate the aura-concealing array patterns on the jade slip, allowing him to obtain the layout summary of the ancient bewildering array, the 'Lesser Formless Illusion Array', hidden within. Li He will use this remnant array to counter-kill his enemies on the spot, and take this as his core trump card for advancing to the Golden Core realm and establishing a hypocritical family in the future.
This array requires no complicated array flags; it only needs to be forcibly outlined with divine sense to completely reverse the five senses of a Golden Core cultivator within half a breath, causing them to be unable to distinguish friend from foe and massacre each other. [Click to view coordinates]]
An illusion array?
Capable of instantly twisting a Golden Core cultivator's five senses?
A sharp light flashed in Gu Yang's dark eyes.
This item came at exactly the right time.
To infiltrate the underground palace, besides hiding his figure, he needed even more to cover up his aura and movements.
Moreover, this illusion array would also be useful in inducing extreme emotions in Zhao Yuelian, such as using the illusion array on Su Wanyin, and then right in front of her...
...
...
Gu Yang easily obtained the broken jade slip from the waste basket outside the 'Rare Treasures Pavilion'.
After activating the jade slip.
A weathered, ancient aura instantly permeated the air.
"Lesser Formless Illusion Array."
Gu Yang's divine sense swept over it, and his powerful memory allowed him to quickly memorize the array's layout method.
Afterward, he casually tossed the ancient jade slip—an item capable of setting off a storm of blood at any auction house—into Zhao Yuelian's arms as if throwing away a broken stone.
"Take a look. How much you can learn will depend on your own fortune."
Zhao Yuelian caught the jade slip in a flurry. The moment her divine sense probed into it, her bright, autumn-water eyes abruptly shrank to the size of pinpricks.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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!"
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.”
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?"
