The Clown stood up from the ground, brushed the dirt off his butt, and hurried to catch up with Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan walked straight towards the midst of the ghost cavalry soldiers.
These ghost cavalry soldiers had all kinds of bizarre wounds. Some were missing half of their heads, some had bare shoulders where the flesh had rotted away.
Some had broken spears sticking out of their chests, and some only had half a body left sitting on the horse.
The warhorses were also in an extremely miserable state.
These cavalrymen stared blankly at Lu Yuan, and wherever Lu Yuan went, the soldiers made way for him.
The Clown looked around curiously and asked, "Dr. Lu, were there really eight thousand of them in the beginning?"
Lu Yuan walked with his hands behind his back and said lightly, "There were indeed eight thousand in the beginning."
"How about now?"
"Probably around three thousand now."
"Where did the other five thousand go?"
"I killed them."
"..."
"Haha, just kidding. Actually, the spiritual energy accumulated here was only enough to revive about three thousand."
The Clown hesitated for a moment.
"I feel like your previous sentence was the real lie. Otherwise, why would they be so afraid of you?"
"Because the remains of over forty higher ranked officers and generals are hanging in the basement of my clinic. Feel free to go appreciate them when you have time."
"Clown, you should be thankful that the revival of spiritual energy has given you the chance to observe the corpses of ancient people. Otherwise, you would only get to see piles of bones."
Clown: "Dr. Lu is right. This really is one of life's great fortunes."
Soon after, a one-armed cavalryman holding a big saber and looking like a general charged at Lu Yuan on horseback.
His rotting face could barely be distinguished for nose and mouth. He gestured at Lu Yuan incomprehensibly for a while.
Lu Yuan nodded and said, "I understand, I won't blame you for it."
The cavalry general nodded vigorously, then waved at the soldiers around him to scatter and disappear into the deep fog.
Even the headless cavalryman who had attacked Sun Ying's convoy at first galloped away.
Seeing this, the Clown asked in puzzlement, "So these cavalrymen didn't actually harbor any malice towards our guests?"
Lu Yuan: "That's right. They just wanted to warn Sun Ying's group to leave quickly, but their methods were a bit too aggressive."
"..."
Because of the thick fog, Sun Ying and the others couldn't see what was happening on Lu Yuan's side at the moment.
By the time Lu Yuan led the Clown back, the crawling human skeletons were already clinging tightly onto the roof of their convoy vehicle.
The few people inside the vehicle, including Wei, Sun Ying and Long, visibly looked a few decades older.
Long was in slightly better shape, while except for a few more wrinkles on his face, Wu Xiong seemed unaffected.
Just within the short time Lu Yuan walked over from the highway, a few more wrinkles had appeared on Sun Ying's face.
"Last night I embroidered your robe, eyes brimming with sorrow for your departure."
"My warrior returns from a hundred battles, will you take me as your wife..."
The melancholy singing continued, but when the skeleton saw Lu Yuan, it stopped singing, "Ah, ah——!"
The bloated skeleton corpse looked at Lu Yuan, opening and closing its mouth, emitting a whimpering sound.
When Lu Yuan raised both his hands and made a motion like holding surgical knives for dissection, it instantly provoked a reaction in the skeleton corpse before him.
"Ah!!!"
In an instant, as if recalling some unpleasant memories, the skeleton corpse let out a shrill shriek!
Its shriveled hands that could see the bones deformed the armor plating on the vehicle roof that it was grabbing onto!
As the skeleton's shriek sounded, the protective armor on the vehicle rapidly corroded and aged!
At the same time, the skeleton's own flesh quickly grew more substantial!
The Clown silently watched everything happening in front of him, and asked expressionlessly, "Dr. Lu, relying solely on me doesn't seem very suitable against an opponent like this, right?"
"Hmm? Your task is already completed."
"I..."
The Clown understood. His purpose in coming here was just to provide Lu Yuan with some fear energy.
"My fear alone can increase your fear dimension to the intermediate level?"
Lu Yuan said lightly, "Didn't you see so many people just now, plus one clinging onto the roof over there?"
"The fear of three thousand people can enter the intermediate dimension?"
"No, twelve thousand."
"?"
"You and the one over there, the two of you count for three thousand each."
"That's still only nine thousand."
"Horses can feel fear too."
Clown: "..."
"Ah!!"
At this time, the shriek of the skeleton corpse suddenly grew louder. It suddenly jumped towards Lu Yuan!
Lu Yuan pushed outward with one hand. Boom!
In an instant, with the pouncing skeleton corpse at the center, a raging fire ignited in the area in front of Lu Yuan!
"The intermediate fear dimension alters the attributes of all matter. Whether this is air or fire, cold or hot, it's all at my whim!"
"Ah!!"
The screams of the skeleton corpse grew even more wretched. It still pounced at Lu Yuan despite being engulfed in flames, and the ground it passed over rapidly turned barren and crumbled into gravel!
On the other side, Lu Yuan pressed downward with a flip of his hand, as if a wall had suddenly appeared before the skeleton corpse!
"Not just hot or cold, whether this air is gaseous or solid also depends on my will!"
Pa!
Lu Yuan snapped his fingers, and several streams of air swiftly converged above his head!
Then he lightly flicked his finger. Puff, puff, puff, puff!
The streams of air rapidly shot through, opening up four bloody holes on the limbs of the screaming skeleton corpse, nailing it to the ground!
Watching Lu Yuan's maneuver, the Clown was shocked!
"This, this is also—"
"This is the effect achieved by combining intermediate fear dimension attacks with psychic powers."
"If you want to see more..."
Next, Lu Yuan slowly raised the five fingers on his right hand, one by one.
In the area between him and the skeleton corpse, five sharp scalpel-like streams of air abruptly took form!
Seeing these familiar objects, the skeleton corpse nailed to the ground completely freaked out!
The screams coming from its mouth were like those of ghosts from the underworld!
Its eyes staring at Lu Yuan were filled with endless despair and malignance!
"Hmm hmm..."
Lu Yuan waved his hand, "Go!"
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish--
The five scalpels swiftly swung at the limbs and torso of the skeleton corpse!
After a while, only the skeleton was left of the corpse.
Clown: "Dr. Lu, are you going to take it back to study after slicing it up..."
"Or should I go buy some fried lotus root cakes, sweet bean sauce, cucumber shreds?"
At this time, Lu Yuan spread his hands apart.
Swoosh--
The air surrounding the skeleton instantly turned into an air fryer!
Clown: "Just missing a bit of salt and pepper, and the bones will be cooked through."
"Dr. Lu, your culinary skills sure are quite seasoned..."
"You must have eaten your share of crispy roast duck skin in the past?"
Then, Lu Yuan's hands changed motion again!
"Dr. Lu, please stop showing off..."
"Ugh--"
Lu Yuan: "You understand jackshit!"
"Only by going through this whole process can its resurrection time be prolonged to the maximum extent!"
"How does its resurrection ability compare to Lin Youyou's self-healing ability?"
"An enhanced version of Lin Youyou's."
"Did any of the abilities you gave it include Lin Youyou's self-healing power?"
"Don't ask anymore, I already regret it."
"..."

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

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."

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?"