Gu Yang stood in the shadows, his bamboo hat pulled low. His eyes, as placid as an ancient well, swept indifferently over Mo Ji's alluring body, which was enough to make any man's blood boil.
Had it been anyone else, their mind would have already been racing with wild thoughts, perhaps even desiring a cross-species in-depth exchange.
But Gu Yang felt absolutely nothing.
In his eyes, this was nothing more than a well-fed cold-blooded animal.
A name is nothing but a code.
Gu Yang's voice remained hoarse and flat, devoid of any fluctuation, yet it sounded exceptionally clear in this rainy night.
Since you asked...
He turned his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the gap in his bamboo hat to glance at Su Wanyin in the tree, before falling back onto Mo Ji.
Remember this, my name is Li Feiyu.
Su Wanyin's heart trembled slightly.
Li Feiyu?
She silently engraved this name into the deepest parts of her soul.
Mo Ji buried her head deeply into the dirt, her voice extremely respectful:
I... will remember it. Young Master Li, until we meet again.
With that said, her alluring body instantly turned into a cloud of black mist. Instead of fleeing outward, she did the exact opposite, diving back into the depths of the blood-scented cavern filled with withered bones.
Only the dense bloody aura there could mask her subsequent scent.
Clever beast.
Gu Yang praised inwardly.
However, using the intelligence this time did not yield any Destiny Points.
Through this wave of actions, he had saved Su Wanyin, helped Mo Ji, and trapped and killed the Qingxu Trio.
Logically speaking, he had utilized several pieces of intelligence.
Yet the system had no reaction whatsoever.
Could it be because the Qingxu Trio were originally here to kill, and there was no clearly indicated fortuitous encounter on them to intercept?
And Mo Ji's successful shedding was a butterfly effect single-handedly facilitated by Gu Yang, rather than intercepting fruits that originally belonged to someone else?
This is a system that encourages being a bandit.
A trace of enlightenment flashed through Gu Yang's eyes.
The trouble has been eliminated. Miss, do as you please.
Gu Yang didn't speak half a word of nonsense, not even asking about Su Wanyin's injuries.
Tapping his toes, his figure leaped into the curtain of rain like a massive bird.
The Dead Wood Breath Concealment Technique activated instantly.
In Su Wanyin's line of sight, the man calling himself Li Feiyu was like a drop of ink blending into a pitch-black ocean. His aura and figure vanished completely in the blink of an eye.
Not even divine sense could detect the slightest trace.
Li... Feiyu...
Su Wanyin stared blankly in the direction Gu Yang disappeared, subconsciously tightening the gray robe around herself.
The robe still retained the faint body heat of the man, becoming her sole comfort in this freezing rainy night.
He clearly saved me, yet he wouldn't even listen to a word of thanks, and didn't even... look me straight in the eye.
Su Wanyin bit her lower lip. A sense of frustration she had never felt before surged in her heart, but more than that, it was an inexplicable sense of security.
It is not safe to stay here for long.
She took a deep breath and stood up.
Although her spiritual energy had not yet recovered, with the Black Turtle Shield for protection and the bottle of Clear Essence Pills suppressing her injuries, she was confident she could escape into the Misty Swamp ahead before the next wave of pursuers arrived.
Just as she was preparing to continue her flight.
Her woman's sixth sense made her subconsciously turn her head, looking towards the pitch-black dense forest to her rear right.
The rain poured down, and the tree shadows danced.
There was only endless darkness and deathly stillness; there was nothing.
Was it an illusion?
Su Wanyin frowned tightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
...
...
Ding! Today's intelligence has been refreshed.
Blue Intelligence: Hua Nongying, the alternate Saintess of the Joyous Union Sect (Mid Foundation Establishment), has ambushed half an hour in advance at the core necessary path of the Misty Swamp—the Thread of Sky in the Misty Swamp, hidden in the shadows of the rotting rocks on the left.
She has used a precious Tier 2 premium Shadowless Talisman, merging her aura with the rotting rocks. Even late Foundation Establishment divine sense would find it difficult to scan and discover her.
She has long been jealous of Su Wanyin's Heavenly Charm Physique.
She plans to disfigure Su Wanyin with the Thousand Spider Myriad Poison Net the moment she appears, and finally refine her into a mindless alluring corpse puppet to humiliate this once high and mighty Saintess. [Click to view precise coordinates: Misty Swamp, Thread of Sky, behind the rotting rocks on the left]
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Blue Intelligence: Ye Guxiao, an inner sect elite of the Heavenly Sword Sect (Peak Mid Foundation Establishment), having learned that his younger brother Ye Guhong has died, is currently waiting with a heart full of fury in the withered reed marsh on the right side of the Misty Swamp's Thread of Sky.
He has cast the Heavenly Sword Sect's secret Wooden Turtle Breath Technique. His whole person is like a piece of dead wood, with no heartbeat or breath at all.
Holding the premium magical artifact Severing Water Sword, his sword qi is poised to strike, seeking only a one-hit kill.
This person is extremely arrogant and hates demonic cultivators. In his eyes, everyone in the demonic sects is a treacherous and cunning ant that everyone has the right to execute.
He is currently in an extremely tense stress state, and any rustle of leaves in the wind will draw his thunderous strike. [Click to view precise coordinates: Misty Swamp, Thread of Sky, top of the reed marsh on the right]
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White Intelligence: Although Su Wanyin appears calm towards you on the surface, she is actually filled with extreme curiosity and dread towards you in her heart.
She cannot see through your cultivation, cannot see through your background, and cannot see through why you saved her.
She has already defined you in her heart as a mysterious powerhouse who can be cooperated with briefly but absolutely cannot be fully trusted.
At this moment, if the host displays the strategic ability to control the overall situation, and even uses her to put on an act, not only will it not disgust her, but because it aligns with her demonic sect values of admiring the strong, it will greatly increase her obedience and favorability towards you.
...
Gu Yang stopped walking and pressed down the bamboo hat on his head.
The blue text on the light screen gradually faded away. His eyes hidden in the shadows flashed with a cold, fierce gleam, like a chess player about to make a move.
On the left was the Joyous Union Sect senior sister, bursting with jealousy and wanting to disfigure and refine a corpse.
On the right was the mad dog of the Heavenly Sword Sect, whose brother had died and who was in a state of extreme stress.
Both sides thought they were hunters, little knowing that the identities of hunter and prey often shifted in just a single thought.
This wave could be manipulated.
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Edge of the Misty Swamp, Thread of Sky.
The rain had not stopped; instead, it grew even more fierce, like countless cold steel needles piercing into the mud.
This was the necessary path to enter the depths of the swamp. On both sides were smooth, mirror-like eroded rock walls hundreds of feet high. In the middle was only a narrow path that could barely fit two people, like a natural chasm.
Su Wanyin walked alone, stumbling through the deathly silent canyon.
She tightly hugged the Black Turtle Shield in her arms, her knuckles turning white from the exertion.
Although she had the Clear Essence Pills suppressing her injuries, her wounded state made every step feel like dancing on the edge of a blade.
Something is wrong...
As a demonic sect Saintess, her sensitivity to killing intent had long been engraved into her bones.
It was too quiet here.
Even the endless chirping of carrion bugs in the swamp had disappeared.
There was only the rustling sound of rain pattering against the withered reed marsh on the right, so monotonous it made one's heart race.
That feeling of being watched, like a prickle on her back, made her scalp tingle.
There was an ambush ahead.
Su Wanyin paused her steps, feeling a slight sense of despair in her heart.
The mysterious "Li Feiyu" behind her had long since vanished without a trace. Perhaps it was just as he had said: those who walk different paths cannot share the same journey. He had left long ago.
At this moment, she was truly isolated and helpless.
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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?"
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!"
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!
