The Ninth Fairy Palace of the Heavenly Origin.
"What!" Huang Yue roared furiously, his entire body bursting into flames.
"Sister Four, calm down and control your emotions," Meng Ling said. Her starry gaze fell upon Mo Lao, "Mo Lao, is this true? Did Ye Xiu really spend an entire afternoon strolling around and playing in Bailing Mountain?"
Mo Lao sighed, thinking to himself: Don't blame me, Holy Son, this is all for your own good.
Mo Lao nodded, "Reporting to the Fairy, it is indeed so. However, the Holy Son said he wanted to comprehend the state of mind."
"Comprehending the state of mind cannot be achieved through strolling around and playing," Huang Yue said irritably.
"I knew we couldn't just let that rascal run loose, he still needs to be kept on a tight leash," the delicate voice of Xue Yao rang out.
To be honest, even Meng Ling, who considered herself to be gentle in nature, now wished she could directly hold a blade to Ye Xiu's neck and force him to cultivate at this very moment.
They had originally thought that sending him out would make him work harder after experiencing some contempt, but instead they had indulged and abetted him. It seemed they had underestimated Ye Xiu's playful heart. Disappointment flickered through Meng Ling's starry eyes.
Mo Lao wanted to speak up and say there was no contempt; on the contrary, the Holy Son had nearly scared the outer sect disciples to death today.
But before Mo Lao could get the words out, he suddenly felt a sharp aura that pierced straight to his heart flash by.
Yue Zihan was holding a sword, surrounded by seven wisps of sword radiance. She directly charged out of the Ninth Fairy Palace.
"Sisters, I'm going to bring back that wretched boy."
As her voice faded away, poor Mo Lao was scared stiff.
Mo Lao hurriedly gave chase, "Fairy Zihan, wait, I haven't finished speaking yet. Don't be impatient!"
Mo Lao regretted this deeply. Having followed the Ninth Fairies for so long, he was intimately familiar with all of their temperaments. Especially Fairy Zihan, who cultivated the Seven Absolute Swords, severing the seven emotions. He could clearly sense Zihan's rage just now. When the emotionally detached Zihan made a move, things could get ugly. She might injure the Holy Son in a moment of displeasure.
"It seems we've overestimated him. With his attitude, plus his first-rate Star Origin, he'll never accomplish anything in the future." Disappointment colored Meng Ling's voice.
"Don't be impatient, sister. It's very difficult to change one's nature. If Ye Xiu really can't change, we can teach him a proper lesson then," Gu Zui Wei gently said.
"We've been waiting three hundred years and finally found such a good seedling. Rejecting him now may be too early," Su Yan said in a deep voice.
"Let's wait and see. This lesson from sister nine may improve him," Meng Ling murmured softly, a sadness dimming her beautiful eyes.
Bailing Mountain.
"Achoo!" Ye Xiu was roasting a wild rabbit over a fire when he suddenly sneezed. What's going on? He had sneezed several times now. Could it be that the fairy sisters were thinking about him?
Just then, a bone-chilling night wind blew by and Ye Xiu shivered involuntarily.
A beautiful figure in white fairy robes holding a long sword appeared in the air above Ye Xiu.
Gazing down from above, Yue Zihan saw Ye Xiu actually barbecuing and her anger flared.
In a flash, Yue Zihan's figure disappeared. With a whoosh, she transformed into a straight beam of sword light shooting down.
Killing intent!
Ye Xiu sensed it immediately, but before he could react, a cold touch lightly grazed his throat.
It was a sword, one he was very familiar with. It belonged to the ninth fairy sister, Yue Zihan.
A wicked smile spread across Ye Xiu's face. "Sister Zihan, you didn't even greet me before coming. What a unique welcoming gift."
Ye Xiu extended two fingers to lightly pinch the sword's edge, wanting to move the blade away.
But the long sword only pressed closer, sticking right against his throat.
"Sister Zihan, always wielding your sword is not very gentle. Why don't we sit down to enjoy the wild rabbit and take in Bailing Mountain's scenic views?" Ye Xiu said with a smile.
"Fairy Zihan, wait for me! I haven't finished speaking," Mo Lao said as he rushed over.
"Don't speak," Yue Zihan said coldly.
"I heard you spent the entire afternoon until now wandering around and playing in Bailing Mountain under the guise of comprehending the state of mind?"
Yue Zihan's voice grew slightly heavier. "Do you know how much hope we nine sisters have placed in you? And this is how you repay us?"
"Sister Zihan, you're concerned about me?" The corners of Ye Xiu's lips quirked up.
"I'm not joking with you!" Yue Zihan's voice was like an extremely sharp sword stabbing into Ye Xiu's eardrums.
Ye Xiu gently pushed Yue Zihan's sword aside and turned to face her sincerely.
"Sister Zihan, I think you've misunderstood me. I wasn't wandering around playing today, I was truly comprehending the state of mind."
As his voice trailed off, layers of white stellar radiance erupted from Ye Xiu's body.
In that instant, the anger on Yue Zihan's face was replaced by shock and disbelief as she stared at Ye Xiu.
"You've already reached the ninth layer of the Star State?" Yue Zihan's purple eyes widened enormously.
She never imagined that in just one day, Ye Xiu would have already broken through to the ninth layer of the Star State!
Could it be they really had misunderstood Ye Xiu?
"So you've been cultivating continuously from yesterday until now? Breaking through to the ninth layer of the Star State in just a single day is already heaven-defying."
Ye Xiu shook his finger. "Of course not. My actual cultivation time was no more than ten minutes."
"Ten minutes!" Even with Yue Zihan's state of mind, she couldn't stay calm.
At this time, Mo Lao hastily added, "It's true, I saw the Holy Son's breakthrough with my own eyes."
His words were like a bomb suddenly creating huge waves of shock in Yue Zihan's tranquil heart.
Ye Xiu slowly crouched down. "Actually, I gained a lot of insights this afternoon."
"Take this blade of grass for example. If I instill meaning into it, it can become a sharp sword!"
As his voice fell, Ye Xiu pinched the blade of grass and lightly flicked it. A sharp aura erupted forth and the grass became like a sword, directly chopping into a towering giant tree.
With a snap, the giant tree broke in half at the waist!
Yue Zihan's purple eyes shook wildly. It was sword intent, even stronger than Ye Xiu's sword intent in front of the stone tablet yesterday!
He had already reached the stage of no sword in hand, the heavens and earth becoming his sword.
Reaching this stage, Ye Xiu could be called a true sword cultivator!
Becoming a sword cultivator in a single day!
At this moment, even Yue Zihan's breathing grew hurried.
She could no longer imagine just how monstrous Ye Xiu's talents were.
Not far away, Mo Lao was shocked once again.
Could it be he really had misunderstood the Holy Son? The Holy Son's wandering around playing was actually comprehending the state of mind!
Seeing the somewhat dazed Yue Zihan, a wicked smile curved Ye Xiu's lips.
His entire body trembled as he put on a pitiful, aggrieved appearance, jutting out his lower lip.
"Sister Zihan, just now your sword was only an inch away from me. I was so scared. I need a hug."
Yue Zihan:
This shameless guy, when did he ever look scared earlier? Now he's pretending to be all pitiful.
Since you actually didn't slack off, I won't pursue this. But I'll be checking on you randomly from now on.
Having said that, Yue Zihan drifted away.
Ye Xiu's eyes dimmed slightly. The fairy sisters really were hard to deal with.
But the harder it was, the more interest Ye Xiu took.
I don't believe that with my damned charm I still can't conquer these nine fairy sisters, Ye Xiu confidently muttered to himself.
Sha sha
Rough voices clearly entered Ye Xiu's ears.
"Damn it, where's that brat hiding?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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."
