The upside-down silver water flow tore frantically at their sides, emitting a deafening roar.
Gu Yang stepped on the void rubble, like a weightless gray shadow, landing with extreme precision on the edge of a massive floating boulder.
This was the necessary path to the breeding ground of the Boundless Void Nether Stones, and the only absolutely safe foothold in this chaotic gravity field.
However, the air was filled with a thick, unyielding smell of dried blood.
Several dried corpses of rogue cultivators, completely drained of their spiritual energy and vitality, were like ruined shadow puppets.
They were firmly pierced through the collarbones by several thick scarlet blood chains, swaying bizarrely upwards in an inverted manner.
"Clap, clap, clap."
A very slow, condescending round of applause came from the depths of the boulder.
In the liquid sword qi rolling backwards all over the sky, a massive array woven by countless scarlet flying swords, like a blooming man-eating flower, roared into operation.
The true inheritor of the Supreme Sword Sect, Xue Jianming.
He wore a luxurious dharma robe embroidered with the Taiji diagram, looking down from above at the three people who had just found their footing.
In those narrow eyes, a highly cruel and greedy gloomy light flickered.
"I wondered what kind of crossing-river dragon could stroll so leisurely in such a desperate situation."
Xue Jianming's gaze brazenly bypassed Gu Yang, firmly staring at the ragged, blood-stained, cold figure behind him.
"So you're riding the coattails of the Heavenly River Sword Sect's Great Saintess Su."
He licked his chapped lips.
Su Lingyan's riddled, delicate body trembled violently.
"Blood Devouring Sword Array, seal!"
Xue Jianming suddenly crushed a talisman, and the chaotic sword qi around the boulder instantly ran wild, turning into an airtight scarlet sword net, completely sealing off all routes of retreat.
"Boy, I don't care who you are."
Xue Jianming picked up a scarlet sword gleam with his fingertips, like a judge ruling over life and death. "Leave those two top-quality cauldrons behind, and this young master will show great mercy and leave you an intact corpse."
Facing this deadly trap capable of strangling a Foundation Establishment peak cultivator.
A highly tyrannical and fierce light instantly burst from the depths of Lan Caidie's eyes.
Her slender, soft waist suddenly arched, and the muscles of her long legs tensed.
The remaining cold Gu poison in her body boiled madly, about to forcibly activate her natal Gu.
"Clang."
A large hand with rough calluses, like iron pincers, pressed extremely steadily onto her exposed, rounded shoulder.
No spiritual energy was used.
But that blazing aura of absolute suppression, like an ancient fierce beast, instantly suppressed the violent Gu poison in Lan Caidie's body.
Lan Caidie's whole body went soft, and that desperate ruthlessness vanished instantly.
She submissively raised that alluring face, her breathing becoming extremely cautious.
Gu Yang stood with his hands behind his back.
His deep black eyes were like a dry well, quietly watching the wildly exposed Xue Jianming and that murderous Blood Devouring Sword Array.
He didn't draw his sword, nor did he activate the Great Sun True Fire.
He didn't even utter a single superfluous word, merely turning sideways in an extremely casual manner.
That large hand that had just comforted Lan Caidie drew a cold, hard arc in midair with extreme smoothness.
It grabbed Su Lingyan's cold, white, fragile back of the neck, proud as a swan.
"Ugh!"
Su Lingyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a highly suppressed cry of pain escaped her throat.
Gu Yang's fingers showed no tender affection for a woman.
The rough pads of his fingers firmly gripped her meridians, like grasping a chick that could be crushed to death at any moment, even leaving several glaring red marks.
In the extremely weak instant when no one had time to react.
The muscles in Gu Yang's arm suddenly bulged, like discarding a worthless, broken meat shield.
He extremely brutally threw Su Lingyan, whose spiritual energy was completely stalled.
Fiercely hurling her toward the core of Xue Jianming's frantically operating Blood Devouring Sword Array!
The strong wind howled shrilly past her ears.
The intense feeling of weightlessness, mixed with the terrifying pressure of the Blood Devouring Sword Array that could slice a person to pieces, instantly overwhelmed all of Su Lingyan's senses.
That tattered Plain Snow Flowing Immortal Skirt fluttered wildly in the astral wind.
The wound at the base of her thigh was torn by the sword qi, and scalding blood fell like broken beads into the inverted void.
Su Lingyan opened her pale glazed eyes in extreme despair.
Watching that man dressed in gray, cold as a demon god, getting further and further away from her.
In the face of the absolute interests of life and death, this body of hers, coveted by thousands, was ultimately just a burden that could be used at any time to test the waters and block disasters.
But what was extremely absurd.
In this deadly trap capable of tearing her to pieces, Su Lingyan's riddled heart didn't breed the slightest resentment toward Gu Yang.
Instead, a trace of almost liberating, desolate relief welled up.
Dying by the hands of that extremely cold man, being personally offered up as a sacrifice by him.
It was always better than falling into the hands of that disgusting hypocrite opposite her and suffering all kinds of humiliation.
She closed her eyes extremely slowly, extremely weakly.
Her long eyelashes trembled violently in the bloody strong wind, and the tip of her nose, oozing cold sweat, revealed a heartbreaking fragility.
"Hahaha! A wise man submits to circumstances! You know the rules, boy!"
Xue Jianming looked at Su Lingyan flying into the array like a kite with a broken string, the fanaticism in his eyes completely overwhelming the last trace of reason.
This was the Heavenly River Saintess renowned in the Eastern Region! Such top-quality primordial yin was enough to let him directly step into the half-step Golden Core stage!
He didn't hesitate to form hand seals, extremely arrogantly withdrawing the sturdiest defensive barrier directly in front of the sword array.
The vigorous spiritual energy turned into several scarlet tentacles, impatiently and firmly wrapping toward that fragrant, soft, delicate body.
Just at the instant those scarlet tentacles greedily touched Su Lingyan's cold skin!
"Buzz—!!!"
A highly suppressed, ancient, and extremely tyrannical Supreme Nine Yin Qi unexpectedly detonated from within Su Lingyan's body!
The phantom of a snow-white fox tail suddenly bloomed at her extremely fragile lower back.
Xue Jianming was overjoyed, suspecting nothing at all, and immediately activated his devouring secret technique, frantically inhaling that highly pure extreme yin qi into his body.
The moment it was inhaled into his meridians, Xue Jianming's wildly laughing face froze in a highly bizarre manner.
There was no ecstatic yin-yang union.
There was no spiritual energy empowerment that caused his cultivation base to soar.
Within that Supreme Nine Yin Qi that seemed extremely cold, there was highly secretly wrapped a trace.
Compressed to the extreme, deep as a black hole, dark gold flowing flame!
That was the Great Sun True Fire that Gu Yang, at the instant he grabbed the back of Su Lingyan's neck, using her unhindered fox bone meridians as a "carrier."
Extremely viciously, extremely precisely, sent into the core of Xue Jianming's defenseless array!
This "living sword scabbard" carefully nurtured by the Heavenly River Sword Sect had become a perfectly disguised deadly poisoned bait in Gu Yang's hands!
"Sizzle—Boom!!!"
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?"
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."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
