"The... the lightning tribulation?"
"It... dispersed?"
"He sent the lightning tribulation packing with just a single sentence?"
"My god! What kind of power is this? Even the heavens listen to him?"
...
Everyone was utterly dumbfounded!
Han Feng was also stupefied.
Standing in the center of the arena, he looked up at the cloudless, clear sky. The expression on his face morphed from fanatical zeal to bewilderment, and from bewilderment to absolute shock.
Wait, where is my lightning tribulation?
Let me ask you, where is my lightning tribulation?
I finally managed to break through to the Golden Core realm, brewing a heavenly tribulation for half the day, and you just made it vanish with a word?
Han Tieyi was also completely frozen.
The smile on his face hadn't even fully receded before it stiffened, and the blood in his veins seemed to freeze at this very moment.
He had lived for hundreds of years. He had seen Golden Core tribulations, Nascent Soul tribulations, and even the celestial phenomena when the family ancestors underwent their tribulations.
But he had never, ever seen someone dismiss a lightning tribulation with a single sentence.
Scaring off a Golden Core tribulation with one word? What kind of concept was that?
This had completely surpassed his entire understanding of the world!
A chill instantly shot up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
For the first time, Han Tieyi felt true fear.
Previously, even knowing that Lin Yan was a Soul Formation cultivator, he hadn't been too afraid.
Soul Formation... it wasn't as if the Han family hadn't slain one before!
They just didn't want to pay such a heavy price!
But now, he was terrified!
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Han Tieyi's mind, and wild joy surged in his heart.
He hastily shouted at Han Feng, "Hurry up and thank the Senior!"
Han Feng paused for a moment.
He looked at the clear sky above, then at the white-robed figure on the stone platform, and suddenly understood.
He had been forced into a corner and had to break through in the heat of battle. Forcing a breakthrough to the Golden Core realm would have made his future path in cultivation incredibly difficult.
But now, the lightning tribulation had been suppressed, and the catalyst for his breakthrough had been pushed back.
He was still at the peak of Foundation Establishment. He could continue to polish his foundation and undergo the tribulation when he was truly ready.
With a heavy thud, Han Feng fell to his knees and kowtowed three times to Lin Yan.
"Thank you, Senior! This junior... this junior is eternally grateful!"
Han Tieyi also bowed deeply to Lin Yan, his tone ten times more respectful than before.
"The Han family will remember Senior's great kindness! Senior could not bear to see a younger generation's foundation damaged and lent a helping hand. Such vision and magnanimity are truly beyond our reach!"
In Han Tieyi's eyes, Lin Yan was showing goodwill. He didn't want a fight to the death with the Han family, so he gave Han Feng a way out.
This meant that although the other party's cultivation realm was high, it wasn't so high that he completely disregarded the Han family.
The Han family had a Soul Formation Venerable and a thousand years of heritage; the other party still had some reservations.
Lin Yan leaned back on his throne of piled stones, his face expressionless, but his heart was full of confusion.
Wait, I just wanted to act cool, why are you thanking me?
What do you mean I could not bear to see his foundation damaged? What helping hand? I just thought that if you undergo a tribulation on my turf, what if you ruin the flowers and grass?
But he couldn't lose his aura of a supreme expert.
He gave a faint "Mm" and said, "The Way of Heaven reduces the surplus to make up for the deficiency!"
Boom!
Han Tieyi looked as if he had been struck by lightning.
He stood frozen in place, staring blankly.
"The Way of Heaven reduces the surplus to make up for the deficiency..."
After a long while, his eyes suddenly lit up!
A faint fluctuation of aura actually began to emanate from his body!
Then, he bowed deeply to Lin Yan in grand reverence.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. This junior has been enlightened!"
Lin Yan was even more confused.
What the hell did I guide you on?
Didn't I just spout a random line of ancient text?
He couldn't be bothered to say more and waved his hand.
"Let the Golden Core battle begin."
"Yes!"
Han Tieyi straightened up and looked back at Han Yue.
Han Yue was nearly ten feet tall, with a back like a tiger and a waist like a bear. His large hands were as rough as tree bark.
He walked to the center of the arena, stood firm, and fixed his gaze on Zhao Feng.
"Han family's Han Yue, late-stage Golden Core. Please enlighten me!"
Zhao Feng took a deep breath. He walked to a spot thirty feet away from Han Yue and stood firm.
"Tianyan Sect's Zhao Feng, early-stage Golden Core. Please enlighten me!"
The two locked eyes.
One was a physical genius rarely seen in the Han family in a century, soaked in medicinal baths since childhood, capable of shattering a high-grade magical artifact with a single punch.
The other was a former outer sect elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was only at the Foundation Establishment realm three months ago and a beggar just one month ago.
The surroundings instantly quieted down.
Everyone held their breath.
"It's over, Elder Zhao Feng is in danger!"
"I heard Han Yue is invincible among his peers in physical strength!"
"Elder Zhao Feng is only at the early-stage Golden Core, how could he possibly beat him?"
"Sigh! The Tianyan Sect is going to lose in the end!"
...
Zhao Feng and Han Yue ignored the discussions around them. The two moved at the same time!
There were no flashy spells, no sharp weapons.
Like two enraged ferocious beasts, they charged directly at each other, their fists violently colliding!
Boom!
A muffled boom echoed like a clap of thunder. A shockwave spread outwards with the two at the center, blowing so hard that the onlookers couldn't even open their eyes.
Han Yue only felt a tremendous force transmit from his fist, shocking his arm numb. The webbing between his thumb and forefinger split open, and blood instantly gushed out.
He staggered back three steps, looking at Zhao Feng in sheer disbelief.
Zhao Feng only stepped back two paces, his face solemn!
The crowd was in an uproar!
"Holy crap! Elder Zhao Feng caught Han Yue's punch?!"
"How is this possible? Han Yue is physically invincible in the same realm!"
"Elder Zhao Feng's physical body is too terrifying!"
Han Yue was so shocked his eyes almost popped out.
His proud physical body actually lost in strength to an early-stage Golden Core cultivator?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
With a furious roar, he charged forward again. His fists rained down on Zhao Feng like a violent storm, every punch carrying the force to split mountains and crack stones.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Zhao Feng didn't dodge or evade, swinging his fists to meet the attacks head-on.
The sound of flesh colliding with flesh rang out endlessly, making everyone's scalp tingle.
...
The surrounding rogue cultivators watched, dumbfounded.
"Is... is this still a Golden Core battle?"
"No spells, no weapons, just pure physical clashing?"
"Patriarch Zhao is too fierce! An early-stage Golden Core taking on a late-stage Golden Core head-on!"
"That Han Yue's fists... my face hurts just watching from this far away..."
"Why isn't Patriarch Zhao fighting back? Is he just taking a beating?"
"What do you know! He's draining the opponent's stamina!"
"Draining? An early-stage Golden Core trying to outlast the stamina of a late-stage Golden Core?"
"Then what do you think he should do?"
"Just keep watching! Keep watching!"
...
The crowd watched in a frenzy, shouting in sheer exhilaration.
This battle had no flashy magic or dazzling weapons; it was just the most primal, barbaric flesh-and-blood brawling.
But it was exactly this primitive savagery that made their blood boil.
Han Tieyi's face gradually grew solemn.
Just what kind of monster sect was this Tianyan Sect?
How did every single one of them possess such bizarre skills?
One had absurd speed, another had terrifying combat instincts, and this seemingly ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivator had such a horrifying physical body!
One must know that Han Yue had been soaked in medicinal liquids by the family since he was a child!
Countless natural treasures and spiritual herbs had tempered his body, combined with his own extraordinary innate talent, forging a physical body invincible in the same realm.
Yet right now, he couldn't suppress an early-stage Golden Core opponent?
No!
Han Tieyi's expression changed drastically!
It wasn't just that he couldn't suppress him!
Han Yue was actually... being suppressed by the opponent!
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."
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?"
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
