As night finally fell, Ye Xiu sprawled limply in the armchair inside the courtyard.
Going through this day after day really tires me out, he sighed. More than physical exhaustion, Ye Xiu felt mentally drained. Since returning from the Martial Arena, he had been refusing wave after wave of badgering from the elders. Fortunately most of them had left now.
Just then, Master Mo brought over a cup of hot tea and said with a smile, "The Holy Son is now one of the most sought-after treasures among the stellar palaces of the Celestial Origin Saint Palace. After all, your brilliance today has helped the Celestial Origin Saint Palace save face."
Ye Xiu accepted the hot tea and said, "It's not like I wanted to. But when those two old geezers went after my fairy sister, I just couldn't stand it. From now on, whoever goes after my fairy sisters, I'll stomp on them one by one!"
After speaking, Ye Xiu clenched his fist tightly.
Master Mo smiled awkwardly. As expected, the Nine Immortals were the source of the Holy Son's motivation.
Laughing, Master Mo said, "I'm afraid the Holy Son won't be able to stomp them all."
What do you mean? Ye Xiu looked back at Master Mo.
Master Mo smiled faintly, "The pursuers of the Nine Great Fairy Sisters range from here all the way to the Canglong Dynasty. It's not an exaggeration. What's more, there are emperors of various dynasties, as well as elders of the top forces across the two continents, not to mention the vast number of pursuers among the Central Plains Nine Territories. And their strength includes not just Star Sovereigns, but Star Venerables as well. With so many powerful experts, I'm afraid even the Holy Son can't stomp them all."
Master Mo laughed and continued, "The peerless elegance of the Celestial Nine Immortals is truly matchless. Any one of them has looks enough to bring down nations and cities. Even among the fairy maids of the Xianlian Holy Land, I'm afraid few can compare with the unparalleled beauty of the Celestial Nine Immortals. Thus, their pursuers are endless, too numerous to count."
A scorching heat flashed in Ye Xiu's lazy eyes as he declared firmly, "Then I'll stomp them anyway!"
With so many people, how will you stomp them all? Master Mo asked with a smile.
Ye Xiu stood up, gritting his teeth, "If I can't stomp them, I'll stomp them even at the cost of my life. If nothing else works, I'll make them doubt life and stay away from my nine fairy sisters."
Master Mo had no words. But he believed without doubt that with the Holy Son's peerless talent, he would surely become a true invincible powerhouse in the future.
Just then, a faintly fragrant breeze blew in.
The glittering starlight draped beautifully over the unnamed peak, stunning and mesmerizing.
Amidst the starlight, a charming figure emerged, wrapped in countless rays of light.
Ye Xiu's heart stirred as he opened his mouth in pleasant surprise, his eyes lighting up brilliantly. It was Sister Meng Ling!
Meng Ling descended gracefully from the sky, a galaxy paving her path with each step. The surrounding starlight all served as her backdrop.
When Meng Ling reached Ye Xiu, the starlight dispersed. She looked at him with eyes as bright as stars.
Master Mo bowed with clasped hands, "Greetings, Fairy Meng Ling."
Mmm. Meng Ling's ethereal voice made the deep night seem clearer.
"Sister Meng Ling, you finally came to see me." Ye Xiu stepped forward and opened his arms, sweeping Meng Ling's delicate body into his embrace.
The refreshing fragrance flooded his nostrils, as if sending him straight to fairyland. Meng Ling's delicate body was as soft as a kitten. Of course, Ye Xiu could also feel other even softer parts on his chest.
Damn, this feels so comfortable.
Ye Xiu was reluctant to let go.
Behind them, Master Mo gaped in shock. Never had he seen anyone able to get so close and freely hug Fairy Meng Ling. And it was a big tight hug too.
The Holy Son truly lives up to his name, this is just awesome!
And Fairy Meng Ling is spoiling him so much. Her face doesn't show any discomfort at all.
Fairy Meng Ling smiled indulgently.
"Don't worry, I won't abandon you," she assured him gently.
Ye Xiu was moved. "I knew it."
After speaking, he took the chance to snuggle more, enjoying the softness. Vile thoughts began to occupy Ye Xiu's mind. But just then, Meng Ling unknowingly slipped out of his embrace.
"Follow me," she said, heading towards the door.
Watching Meng Ling's back, Ye Xiu sighed. I didn't get to hug enough. With such a beauty in his arms, he could embrace her till the end of time.
Stepping outside, Ye Xiu saw Meng Ling standing at the edge of a sheer cliff plunging into darkness.
"Sister Meng Ling, is there something urgent for calling me out suddenly?" Ye Xiu asked, moving to her side.
Meng Ling said, "Show me how far you've progressed with your mastery of star power. I want to see what step you're at now."
Ye Xiu smiled. "Then watch closely, Sister Meng Ling."
In a flash, Ye Xiu clenched his right fist as countless star power converged upon it. The hundred stars in his star origin began to vibrate. Under Ye Xiu's control, they all gathered in his right fist.
Boom boom boom!
Deafening rumbles suddenly erupted as a violent storm of energy blasted out.
This fist smashed the void again and again, as if bringing down the power of a galaxy!
Overwhelmingly majestic, its might unmatched!
This fully demonstrated the pinnacle of star power!
Meng Ling's starry eyes quivered slightly.
Then an astounding voice rang out, "You can now control the power of a hundred stars!"
Ye Xiu looked back with a smile. It's true, harnessing the power of a hundred stars didn't seem too difficult.
Meng Ling:
Not difficult?
If Meng Ling knew those vulgar words, her mind would now be filled with ten thousand galloping grass mud horses!
Considering the short time since Ye Xiu first condensed a hundred stars, being able to adeptly control their power already surpassed Meng Ling's imagination.
Such talent even exceeded her expectations.
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?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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."
