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Everyone had thought Ye Xiu's humiliation of Xiao Feng, the Holy Son of North Pole Star Palace, would draw the wrath of North Ice Star Emperor. But three days had passed without any movement.
In North Pole Star Palace, within the palace.
"Waste, you can't even handle a Ye Xiu!" North Ice Star Emperor sat on his high seat, furious.
Back during Canglong Dynasty, he had suffered a loss to Ye Xiu. Even when Yue Wuya died, he didn't have the face to make trouble for Ye Xiu.
Could he let others say he, a Star Emperor powerhouse, couldn't even protect his own disciples?
And now, Xiao Feng had been directly slapped countless times by Ye Xiu right in front of many disciples, lying in bed until he woke up today!
North Pole Star Palace had completely lost face!
These past few days, North Pole Star Palace didn't know how many had ridiculed them!
"Master, although Ye Xiu is only at the sixth layer of Star Force Realm, his strength is simply too freakish, cannot be estimated by realm. Even if I reached the eighth layer of Star Spiral Realm, I still can't withstand his bizarre power. Just thinking of when Ye Xiu made his move that day, I still tremble all over. Ye Xiu has given me psychological trauma," Xiao Feng said.
North Ice Star Emperor shook with anger.
At this time, a slender figure in white robes slowly walked in from outside the door. "Why be angry over an outer sect disciple?"
Xiao Feng suddenly turned his head, on the verge of tears. "Senior Brother Wei Mo, you've finally come out!"
A bright light flashed through North Ice Star Emperor's eyes. Wei Mo was his strongest holy son from North Pole Star Palace, and also his most outstanding holy son. Among the rankings of holy sons, he could rank in the top nine. Having come out of seclusion today, he had reached the eighth layer of Star Spiral Realm.
Wei Mo walked to the center of the great hall, cupped his fists and said, "Master, I've heard everything these past few days. Don't worry, I have ways to completely cripple him!"
"Oh?" A chilling killing intent flashed through North Ice Star Emperor's eyes. "Let's hear it."
Wei Mo smiled coldly. "Master, in another month, Tianyuan Holy Pond will open. With that brat's attitude, he will definitely participate in the trials of Tianyuan Holy Pond. As long as he enters, although killing is prohibited in Tianyuan Holy Pond, crippling him is not."
"With his Star Force Realm strength, while I am now at the eighth layer of Star Spiral Realm, how could I not cripple him?"
North Ice Star Emperor let out a great laugh. "I was so angry I almost forgot about this big matter! You're right, with your strength, crippling that brat will be easy as flipping over your hand!"
Three voices filled with killing intent instantly rang out in the great hall.
At this time, many uninvited guests had arrived outside the gates of Tianyuan Holy Palace.
"North Mo Han of Luotian Holy Palace, here to visit Tianyuan Holy Palace!" A middle-aged man in black robes, leading a youth in blue robes, landed outside the gates of Tianyuan Holy Palace.
"Luo Zhen of Senluo Holy Palace, here to visit Tianyuan Holy Palace!" A middle-aged man in purple robes, bringing a youth in black robes, also landed outside the gates of Tianyuan Holy Palace.
At this moment, a terrifying aura erupted from the depths of Tianyuan Holy Palace. A black shadow descended like a mountain, its powerful aura instantly spreading!
"Barbarian God Star Palace, Barbarian God Desolate King!"
Three auras belonging to powerful Star Emperors subtly emanated, and the expressions of many disciples changed.
Barbarian God Desolate King naturally knew why Luotian Holy Palace and Senluo Holy Palace had come, so he didn't give them a good expression.
Refuse them? Of course that was impossible, this concerned Tianyuan Holy Palace's reputation!
Barbarian God Desolate King said to a disciple behind him, "Summon all new holy sons to the martial arena!"
Then he said solemnly to the two people, "Please!"
Several rays of light shot to the sky.
This news quickly spread throughout Tianyuan Holy Palace.
Countless disciples rushed towards the martial arena, hoping to watch this battle.
On Nameless Peak.
After returning from the Sect Master, Ye Xiu had been practicing his zither technique, and also went to Tianyuan Treasure Tower to find some Earth rank inferior martial arts to cultivate to great completion.
Of course, Ye Xiu had also gone to Holy Star Tower to harass Elder Xiao Yang.
But in three days, he had only broken through one layer, reaching the seventh layer of Star Force Realm.
Right now, Ye Xiu was practicing his zither technique when he heard many figures rushing past outside his door.
Normally no one came here.
"Old Mo, what's going on?" Ye Xiu asked.
Old Mo said, "People from Senluo Holy Palace and Luotian Holy Palace are here."
Ye Xiu was uninterested. He hadn't heard of them.
Old Mo continued, "Every time after Tianyuan Holy Palace recruits, they come because their palaces are right next to ours. They bring their strongest new disciples to suppress us and increase their own fame."
"Oh." Ye Xiu nodded.
It was unrelated to him, so he wasn't interested.
But light flashed in Old Mo's eyes. Tianyuan Holy Palace had been suppressed these years, its fame declining lower and lower, so that each batch of new disciples was worse than the last.
It was time for the holy son to win back face for Tianyuan Holy Palace.
Old Mo's eyes turned. He suddenly had an idea and exclaimed, "Oh, Holy Son, there's something you don't know! The North Mo Han from Luotian Holy Palace today is acclaimed as the strongest zither emperor within a thousand miles. Back then, he even pursued Xue Yao Fairy!"
Before Old Mo could finish speaking, Ye Xiu directly interrupted him. "What, this guy actually pursued Senior Sister Xue Yao?"
Old Mo hurriedly nodded, thinking this trick had worked!
"That's right, that's right. And that Luo Zhen from Senluo Holy Palace once pursued Purple Han Fairy, Ancient Drunk Wei Fairy..."
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiu was very unhappy.
Damn, this Luo Zhen is a scumbag!
Fuck, daring to pursue my fairy senior sisters, today I'm going to beat your disciples until their teeth are knocked out!
"Old Mo, let's go!"
Ye Xiu roared, immediately putting away his zither and rushed angrily to the martial arena!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
