Her aqua-blue silk dress was instantly drenched in cold sweat, clinging tightly to her body.
Her originally gentle and beautiful face was shriveling at a visible rate, with terrifying cyan vine-like veins bulging beneath her skin.
Twisting her water-snake-like waist in agony, she rolled off the armchair.
Like a dying maggot, she frantically rolled and wailed on the expensive demonic beast fur carpet.
Gu Yang slowly stood up.
He walked over to the painfully twitching Yun Zhiwei, looking down at her from above.
The dusty hem of his robe coldly brushed past her bloodstained, desperately outstretched hand.
"Patriarch Yun."
Gu Yang's voice revealed an absolute rationality and ruthlessness that controlled everything.
"You wouldn't want the secret of your live sacrifices of rogue cultivators to be known by those outside, would you?"
...
On the carpet, Yun Zhiwei spasmed like a puddle of mud.
Amidst the extreme agony, countless calculations flashed wildly through her mind like a revolving lantern.
This gray-robed youth was definitely not in the Foundation Establishment stage!
That dark golden flame was absolutely the legendary Heaven and Earth Strange Fire that could incinerate all things!
The grand array was destroyed, her pseudo-core was completely countered, and fighting head-on would only lead to a dead end.
She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, forcefully using the taste of blood to suppress the rioting demonic vines in her body.
Almost in an instant.
The resentful glare in Yun Zhiwei's eyes completely dissipated, replaced by a spine-chilling humbleness and fawning.
She didn't bother to straighten her aqua-blue dress, which was soaked in cold sweat and clinging to her voluptuous figure.
Like a dog wagging its tail begging for mercy, she stumbled and crawled to Gu Yang's feet.
"Spare my life, Young Master... It was this concubine who was blind and offended a true immortal!"
Her fair forehead slammed heavily onto the precious red sandalwood floor, producing a muffled thud.
With trembling slender fingers, she wiped an ancient cyan jade array map from her storage ring and held it high above her head.
"This is the complete array map of the underground palace, containing all the secret passages and array cores."
"I only beg the Young Master to be magnanimous and let this concubine go like a passing wind!"
Yun Zhiwei's forehead pressed against the ground, but an extremely vicious sneer curled up in her heart.
Take it.
The Weeping Blood Puppet Array on the third floor of the underground palace was an ancient lethal trap not even marked on the array map.
As long as you dare to step half a foot inside, I will definitely use the lifeblood of those rogue cultivators to grind you to death in there!
As long as I survive, as long as I retain the foundation of the Golden Core stage.
She would have plenty of time to slowly settle this blood debt.
Gu Yang's expression was cold, and the flame at his fingertips imperceptibly retracted by a fraction.
He casually took the cyan jade array map that still carried Yun Zhiwei's body heat and swept it with his divine sense.
Not killing her was because he didn't want to cause too much trouble.
To avoid accumulating unnecessary karma as much as possible.
However, this scene, falling into the eyes of the two women behind him, set off earth-shattering waves.
Zhao Yuelian stared fixedly at Gu Yang's dusty yet upright back, her delicate body trembling violently and uncontrollably.
Why didn't the Young Master kill her?!
An extremely complex light flashed in Zhao Yuelian's autumn-water-like bright eyes.
She understood.
The Young Master was establishing his dominance!
He could so easily trample the dignity of a Core Formation grand cultivator underfoot, casually holding the power of life and death.
What kind of terrifying control and world-disdaining arrogance was this?
The Young Master keeping Yun Zhiwei alive clearly meant he saw she still had use value, wanting to use her as a meat shield for the underground palace!
This extreme coldness of treating all Golden Cores in the world as chess pieces and squeezing dry their last drop of blood and bone.
Made Zhao Yuelian feel a suffocating shudder.
She touched her flat dantian, where the Concentric Gu was beating cheerfully.
A morbid sense of relief overwhelmed her reason.
A breathtaking flush appeared on her cold, stunningly beautiful face, and even her breathing became incredibly hot.
Beside her, Su Wanyin wrung her hands tightly together.
In her watery peach-blossom eyes, that fanatical infatuation almost ignited her entire being.
The Young Master was too domineering! Too gentle!
He didn't even draw a flying sword; he just flicked his fingers and effortlessly destroyed the local tyrant of Holy Heaven City.
Why did he act so decisively, leaving absolutely no leeway?
Because he didn't want her and her master to be tainted by even a bit of danger in this dragon's pool and tiger's den!
He used the most tyrannical posture to block all the slaughter and filth in front of him.
Leaving them only a safe, clean back.
Su Wanyin just felt her eyes sting, her heart filled to the brim with a strong sense of love, even her fingertips tingling.
"Get up. Pour some tea."
Gu Yang's icy voice broke the eerie dead silence in the elegant pavilion.
Yun Zhiwei felt as if she had been granted a grand amnesty, scrambling to her feet.
She casually cast a clothes-cleaning spell and extremely skillfully put on a flattering, sycophantic smile.
She replaced the incense burner with a non-toxic white jade one and lit top-grade mind-calming sandalwood incense.
The four of them sat down again around the red sandalwood tea table.
Gu Yang sat upright in the seat of honor.
Given the situation, it was a good time to take advantage of this rare opportunity.
There was one thing he needed to try right now.
His divine sense stirred, activating the ancient illusion array, the Lesser Formless Illusion Array.
His divine sense silently surged out like a tide, following the texture of the carpet and instantly enveloping the entire Heaven No. 1 elegant pavilion.
A faint ripple, absolutely undetectable to the naked eye, flashed through the air.
Yun Zhiwei was holding the teapot, her eyes looking at Gu Yang extremely covertly, trying to discern his background from the way he drank tea.
Su Wanyin sat obediently beside Zhao Yuelian, vigilantly watching Yun Zhiwei's every move.
In the line of sight of the two of them.
Gu Yang was holding a teacup, slowly savoring the tea.
Meanwhile, Zhao Yuelian was sitting upright, hands folded on her lap, having restored her aloof and awe-inspiring demeanor as Fairy Lingshuang.
However, in the realistic physical space.
Gu Yang put down his teacup.
He turned his head, his deep black eyes locking onto Zhao Yuelian without any warmth.
A large hand with rough calluses, like iron pincers, reached directly beneath Zhao Yuelian's loose gray Dharma robe.
"Mmph!"
Zhao Yuelian's pupils shrank drastically, and the half-cry of alarm that escaped her throat was bitten back so hard between her lips and teeth that she tasted a trace of blood.
Her instincts as a Core Formation grand cultivator completely shut down at this moment.
She didn't push away that presumptuous hand; instead, like a frightened sparrow, she stiffly and fearfully used her peripheral vision to glance at Yun Zhiwei opposite her and her disciple who was right beside her.
Both of them looked normal, seemingly unaware of all this.
Has the illusion array been activated... Thank goodness...
After that came the instinctive resistance.
Following the brief relief was the instinctive resistance stemming from the bones of a Peak Core Formation cultivator.
This was the Heavenly Fragrance Treasure Pavilion! Yun Zhiwei's territory!
And her personal disciple, Su Wanyin, was sitting less than half a foot away from her at this very moment!
If her disciple were to turn her head just a little, or even just reach out her hand, she would be able to touch her voluptuous body beneath the illusion!
All the blood in Zhao Yuelian's body was rushing backward.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
