At the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
Han Tieyi, Han Qing, Han Feng, and Han Yue had just arrived when they witnessed an unforgettable scene.
Han Lie was kneeling on the ground in tattered clothes, his body riddled with sword wounds of varying depths. Beside him, a mere ant at the third level of Qi Condensation was stabbing him with a sword, strike after strike.
This was what they called accompanying a Qi Condensation disciple in sword practice?
This was treating a Nascent Soul True Lord of the Han family like a defenseless living target!
The four of them froze instantly, their faces turning so grim that water could almost drip from them.
Even if Lin Yan had killed Han Lie, the Han family would not be this furious!
If Han Lie died, they would at most mourn the loss of a Nascent Soul combatant.
But this kind of humiliation was a slap in the face to the entire Han family!
It was telling the whole world that in the eyes of the Tianyan Sect, a Nascent Soul expert of the Han family was worse than a dog!
Han Lie's originally hollow and numb eyes suddenly lit up the moment he saw Han Tieyi.
Excitement, shame, madness... countless emotions intertwined, twisting his entire demeanor.
"Elder Han Tieyi, save me! Save me!"
He roared hoarsely, then burst into maniacal laughter. "Hahaha! My Han family is here!"
"The Tianyan Sect is finished! You are all going to die!"
"Hahaha..."
Looking at the crazed Han Lie, Han Qing, who was at the peak of Qi Condensation, trembled with rage. He drew his sword and was about to charge forward.
"Insolent! A mere ant at the third level of Qi Condensation dares to humiliate a member of my Han family! I will cut you down!"
"Halt!"
Han Tieyi reached out to stop him, his voice as cold as ice.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the monstrous anger in his heart. The aura of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator erupted, enveloping the foot of Qingyun Mountain like dark, pressing clouds.
"Han Tieyi of the Great Qian Dynasty's Han family! Requesting an audience with the Sect Master of the Tianyan Sect!"
Boom!
The foot of the mountain exploded in an uproar!
The rogue cultivators lining up in front of the Heart-Asking Pavilion went wild.
"The Han family? Is it the Han family from the Four Great Clans?"
"My heavens! The Han family actually sent someone! And it's a late-stage Nascent Soul Elder!"
"This is going to be trouble! The Han family is a top-tier clan with a Soul Formation Patriarch standing guard!"
"What are you afraid of! Our Sect Master is also at the Soul Formation realm!"
"We have a good show to watch! A top-tier clan versus a newly risen overlord!"
"Today's trip was not in vain!"
...
The discussions buzzed like a swarm of flies. The rogue cultivators were both terrified and thrilled, hiding far away yet reluctant to leave.
Han Tieyi stood there, waiting for a long time, but there was no movement from the mountain.
His face darkened. He channeled his spiritual energy again, his voice echoing through the clouds.
"Han Tieyi of the Han family, requesting an audience with the Sect Master of the Tianyan Sect!"
As soon as his voice faded.
A white-robed figure silently appeared at the foot of the mountain.
Lin Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes pristine like snow, fluttering in the wind. Behind him followed Su Wanqing, Liu Bai, and Li Tianxing.
The sunlight draped over him, as if coating him in a layer of golden light, making him look like a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm.
Han Tieyi's pupils shrank violently.
He did not see how this person appeared, nor could he see through this young man's cultivation base.
His posture as he stood there was too casual, as casual as if he were taking a stroll in his own courtyard.
But it was precisely this casualness that sent a chill down Han Tieyi's spine.
Soul Formation!
This Sect Master of the Tianyan Sect was truly a Soul Formation Venerable!
Han Tieyi suppressed the shock in his heart and bowed with cupped hands. He kept his posture very low, but his voice was neither haughty nor humble.
"Han Tieyi of the Han family greets the Sect Master of the Tianyan Sect."
Lin Yan stood in the middle of the mountain path, popped a slice of green tangerine into his mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed, and then slowly spoke.
"What is the matter?"
Han Tieyi straightened his back and said in a deep voice, "Sect Master, Han Lie did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and offended you, Senior. Even death would not wipe out his crimes."
"But for Senior to humiliate him to such an extent, isn't it going a bit too far?"
"My Han family has stood in the Great Qian Dynasty for a thousand years. Our ancestors followed the founding emperor to establish the nation, and we have been loyal and heroic for generations. My Han family cannot tolerate such humiliation!"
He paused, a hint of a threat in his tone. "If this matter cannot be resolved properly, I fear it will damage the harmony between our two factions. If it comes to arms, it will benefit no one."
These words were spoken with resounding force, and the backs of Han Qing, Han Feng, and Han Yue behind him straightened even more.
The rogue cultivators held their breath, waiting to see how the Tianyan Sect would respond.
Lin Yan spoke.
Just a few words.
"What do you propose?"
Han Tieyi choked instantly.
He had talked for so long, putting on the airs of the Han family, yet the other party did not take it seriously at all, lightly tossing the problem back with a single sentence.
Han Tieyi gritted his teeth and stopped speaking nonsense.
"A Three-Realm Martial Discourse!"
"If my Han family wins, we take Han Lie away, and this matter is wiped clean! If Senior wins, you can kill or torture Han Lie as you please, and the Han family will no longer interfere."
After speaking, he stared at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan did not speak. He stood there with a placid expression, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Han Tieyi waited for a few breaths, his expression changing slightly.
"Does Senior not dare? Or does Senior truly wish to fight my Han family to the death?"
"Although my Han family does not wish to make an enemy of a Soul Formation Venerable, with our thousand years of foundation, we are not without the strength to fight! If our Old Ancestor, who has been in seclusion for a hundred years, is alarmed..."
He went on a tirade, talking from the Han family's ancestors to their founding merits, from the family's foundation to their Soul Formation Old Ancestor. The more he spoke, the louder his voice became and the more imposing his aura grew.
Lin Yan finally spoke.
His tone was plain, as if asking a very ordinary question.
"What is a Three-Realm Martial Discourse?"
Han Tieyi's mouth was half-open, stuck in place.
He stared wide-eyed at Lin Yan, the expression on his face shifting from impassioned to bewildered.
"Senior... you don't know what a Three-Realm Martial Discourse is?"
Lin Yan did not speak, only looking at him.
The meaning in his eyes was clear: Is it strange not to know?
Han Lie froze on the spot, his face full of disbelief.
You, a Soul Formation Venerable, actually don't know what a Three-Realm Martial Discourse is?
Seeing Lin Yan's sincere expression, which did not seem faked, he could only patiently explain the rules of the Three-Realm Martial Discourse.
"A Three-Realm Martial Discourse is an old rule for resolving disputes between top-tier factions. Both sides send out disciples corresponding to the Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core realms to fight one match each, best two out of three..."
"I see."
Lin Yan came to a sudden realization and then smiled mockingly.
"To put it bluntly, the old ones are too afraid to fight, so they let the young ones do it?"
"Three-Realm Martial Discourse... you make it sound so nice!"
"You!"
Han Tieyi's face flushed with anger, and he argued, "Senior's words are misguided! The Three-Realm Martial Discourse compares the foundations of sects, their inheritances, and their cultivation of disciples!"
"If Senior has confidence in your own disciples, why fear a battle?"
"If Senior does not dare, just say so directly. Why resort to mockery!"
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Lin Yan smiled, his tone casual. "I thought it was some big deal."
Han Tieyi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Good! Since Senior has agreed, then we shall immediately..."
"Wait!"
Lin Yan raised his hand to interrupt him, suddenly interested.
"Since it is a wagered duel, there must be stakes..."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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!
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?"
