Night fell.
The Holy Star Tower stood tall on top of a huge mountain peak, located in the central region of the Tianyuan Holy Palace.
The peak pierced through the clouds, and even in the night, countless floating mists could still be seen, looking like a fairyland.
There were many people in front of the Holy Star Tower, and each of them had an imposing manner, with extremely thick auras within their bodies.
Disciples who could enter the Holy Star Tower for cultivation were basically disciples who had stayed in Tianyuan Holy Palace for more than ten years, though there were occasional special exceptions.
Therefore, the vast majority of their strengths were above the eighth heaven of the Star Vortex Realm, and it was not uncommon for there to be disciples at the Star Cave Realm either.
At this moment, a young man who looked rather lazy and out of place compared to the many other people walked into the square in front of the Holy Star Tower.
Soon, someone recognized him.
Wasn't this Ye Xiu who caused a huge ruckus at the outer gate a couple days ago?
What was this guy doing here? Although he had defeated two disciples at the Star Power Realm with his own strength, this was not a place he should be coming to.
How interesting. An outer gate disciple actually dared to come to the Holy Star Tower? Did he think that with his first grade Star Origin, he would be able to withstand the hundredfold stellar power in the Holy Star Tower?
He hadn't even reached the Star Vortex Realm, yet he came here. It looked like he had really let recent events go to his head.
Most people were very familiar with Ye Xiu. After all, he had already caused great sensations when he first entered the sect. Later, he stirred up two more huge waves of discussion. Even among the inner gate disciples and core disciples, and even among the saint children, many had strong impressions of Ye Xiu.
They just didn't expect that this brat, instead of going to the underground Star Palace outside the sect gates to cultivate, had actually come to the Holy Star Tower.
This was a place that required at least the Star Vortex Realm to cultivate.
Since ancient times, no outer gate disciple had ever dared to come here.
Therefore, when they saw Ye Xiu arrive, many people couldn't help but sneer coldly.
Most people felt that Ye Xiu had gotten carried away these past few days.
Ye Xiu ignored those people and headed straight for the Holy Star Tower.
To him, the hundredfold stellar power was the greatest lure.
He really looked forward to how much he could improve after absorbing the hundredfold stellar power.
Numerous pairs of eyes stared unblinkingly at Ye Xiu.
He's really going to the gates of the Holy Star Tower!
I'm afraid he won't even be able to get in. The Holy Star Tower isn't somewhere just anyone can enter casually!
Ye Xiu arrived at the towering gates of the Holy Star Tower, which were a full ten meters tall and magnificently impressive.
But just as he was about to continue forward, the two disciples guarding the Holy Star Tower suddenly blocked his path.
"Stop right there!"
"I'm here to cultivate," Ye Xiu said directly, too lazy to bother with pleasantries.
"Hand over your identity token," said one of the disciples guarding the tower.
Ye Xiu pinched a white token between his fingers and handed it over to one of them.
A white token?
The most ordinary outer gate disciple.
The two disciples looked at each other strangely. Since when did such riffraff dare to come to the Holy Star Tower?
"Ye Xiu?" they murmured in disbelief, then laughed mockingly.
Ye Xiu had made quite a name for himself these past few days, but he was still just trash who hadn't even reached the Star Vortex Realm. Yet he dared to arrogantly come to the Holy Star Tower and think he could enter it to cultivate?
"That's right," Ye Xiu said casually.
"What's your current cultivation level?" one of them asked.
Ye Xiu replied calmly and confidently, "First heaven of the Star Power Realm."
Bursts of uproarious laughter rang out across the square.
"Hilarious, this guy's an idiot. He's not even at the ninth heaven of the Star Vortex Realm but he's more confident than me at the ninth heaven of the Star Vortex Realm!"
The two disciples guarding the tower also couldn't hold back their laughter.
Ye Xiu glanced at them indifferently, too lazy to bother with them. He'd just wait until he entered and then these people laughing at him now would probably piss themselves in fright.
"Are you done laughing?" Ye Xiu asked casually after they finished. "If so, I'll head in now."
"Ye Xiu, what are you thinking? Take your token and hurry back. This place isn't suitable for you," the disciple said, handing Ye Xiu's token back to him.
"Not suitable for me?" Ye Xiu glanced around. "I don't see any clear rules forbidding outer sect disciples from entering."
"Indeed there are no clear rules forbidding it, but we're doing this for your sake. Without reaching at least the ninth heaven of the Star Vortex Realm, going in would be pointless suicide. In an instant of carelessness, your Star Origin could directly explode."
Ye Xiu clasped his fists. "Thank you for your concern, senior brothers, but something like that would never happen to me."
Seeing Ye Xiu's determined gaze, the two were taken aback. Why wouldn't this brat listen to advice?
"You really want to go in?" one of them asked scornfully.
"Of course," Ye Xiu affirmed.
The disciple then glanced towards the distance at an inky black boulder.
"That is the Strength Testing Stone. If your strength can reach the ninth heaven of the Star Power Realm, I can let you in," the guarding disciple said mockingly.
Another round of jeering laughter rang out. Ye Xiu was merely at the first heaven of the Star Power Realm. Wanting to demonstrate the strength of the ninth heaven of the Star Power Realm was simply a fantasy.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiu just said, "Alright."
After speaking, Ye Xiu turned and walked towards the Strength Testing Stone.
He's actually going over!
He's really got guts.
First heaven of the Star Power Realm, unleashing the strength of the ninth heaven of the Star Power Realm - that would take at least 1.8 million jin.
How is that possible?
Ye Xiu stood in front of the Strength Testing Stone, which was even taller than him.
Numerous gazes gathered, ready to watch Ye Xiu's joke.
Ye Xiu lightly clenched his fist and casually threw out a gentle punch.
Boom!
The entire ground violently shook.
An invisible force instantly swept out.
Everyone hurriedly looked over, and when the numbers on the Strength Testing Stone fully appeared, all of them froze in place, mouths agape and eyes wide.
The previously mocking faces instantly stiffened.
The vast square was suddenly deathly silent!
Finally, a trembling voice broke the silence.
"One punch, 2.7 million jin, comparable to the first heaven of the Star Vortex Realm!"
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?"
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.”
