Wei Donghai's eyes widened in shock, freezing him in place.
Senior Yi Feng had clearly departed with the three extraterrestrial visitors days ago, likely traversing billions of miles by now—perhaps even crossing half of Cloud Star.
Yet here he was, appearing in the village?
How was this possible?!
Wei Donghai's disbelief was palpable, his eyes bulging like copper bells. He hastily rubbed them, then looked again.
Sure enough, Yi Feng stood calmly before the gate!
The sight left Wei Donghai utterly awestruck.
To return so effortlessly from billions of miles away, looking completely at ease—it meant he hadn’t even exerted his full power.
Such mastery of cultivation and movement defied all logic.
Not even the entirety of Cloud Star had ever witnessed such a being!
Could Senior Yi Feng’s realm truly be…
Gah!
The mere thought struck Wei Donghai dumb with terror.
If this were true…
To have crossed paths with Yi Feng wasn’t just a stroke of fortune—it was an unparalleled honor!
Overwhelmed by this staggering realization, Wei Donghai’s mind went blank. He sprinted back to the courtyard in a frenzy, shouting without a care for decorum.
"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"
"Senior Yi Feng—he’s back! I saw him with my own eyes!"
Despite having advanced to the rank of a high-tier Saint, Wei Donghai abandoned all dignity, barging into the courtyard like a headless chicken, his words stumbling over themselves.
Fortunately, Zui Wuya had just emerged from seclusion and was meditating—otherwise, the sudden outburst might have triggered a qi deviation.
Hearing the commotion, Zui Wuya stepped outside to find his junior brother in a state of frantic disarray, devoid of any Saintly composure.
His disapproval grew with every glance, and he coldly reprimanded him.
"Enough of this nonsense!"
"How many times must I remind you? With greater cultivation comes the need for greater poise and perspective. This undignified behavior is unacceptable!"
Seeing his senior brother’s skepticism, Wei Donghai nearly wept in frustration.
"Senior Brother!"
"I—I really saw Senior Yi Feng! He was right outside Fu Nantian’s gate! If you don’t believe me, come and pay your respects with me!"
Zui Wuya’s expression darkened, but he grudgingly agreed.
"Fine. Let’s go see for ourselves."
The two elders hurried out, making a beeline for Fu Nantian’s courtyard.
Meanwhile, a streak of light "whooshed" past the village outskirts.
By the time the duo arrived, the scene was perfectly ordinary.
Not a soul in sight—even the gate was firmly shut.
Zui Wuya’s face turned stormier as he wheeled on his junior.
"Well? Where is he?"
"You claimed Senior Yi had returned, yet there’s no one here!"
Wei Donghai gaped, scanning the area repeatedly. No trace of anyone. It was as if no one had ever returned.
But the memory was vivid. He insisted,
"This…"
"But I truly saw him! He was standing right here!"
For emphasis, he pointed at the ground by the gate, his frustration and stubbornness making the claim seem almost believable.
Zui Wuya sighed at his junior’s desperate defense.
"Ah."
"Junior Brother, I know you’re earnest and wish to repay Senior Yi Feng. But with so many prying eyes and those extraterrestrials around, we couldn’t openly discuss his matters—only repay him discreetly."
"Lately, you’ve been so preoccupied that you’re seeing things. It’s just an illusion."
Though the words were kindly meant, Wei Donghai only grew more indignant.
He wasn’t a fool. He knew what to say and do—did his senior brother really think he needed guidance on gratitude? The "illusion" explanation made his face burn with humiliation.
Gritting his teeth, the old man snapped back.
"Senior Brother!"
"Enough! I’m a high-tier Saint now—do you still see me as some clueless novice? Saints don’t have damn illusions!"
Zui Wuya blinked, then chuckled wryly.
"Heh."
"You’re still too young."
"Being a Saint doesn’t change human nature. ‘Longing breeds visions in the day, dreams at night.’ Your fixation on Senior Yi is understandable, but it’s warping your perception."
Wei Donghai faltered, rubbing his eyes again.
"No way… I really saw Senior Yi Feng…"
Yet when he looked around, the village was empty.
Only he and his senior brother had returned early. The silence was undeniable.
Doubt crept in, leaving him adrift.
Seeing his junior’s lingering delusion, Zui Wuya frowned.
"You’ve been acting strange lately—first claiming to see Senior Yi, then sneaking around to leave him treasures. Are you possessed?"
"Or did the Dao energy you absorbed go awry? Are you suffering a qi deviation?"
Panicked at the near-exposure of their secret gift rivalry, Wei Donghai hastily deflected.
"Who—who’s deviating?!"
"You’re the one losing your mind! I’m just thinking of repaying Senior Yi Feng! And don’t act so high and mighty—you’ve been hoarding treasures too!"
"That precious box you’ve kept hidden for years—were you planning to outdo me when he returned?"
The blunt accusation made Zui Wuya bristle.
"Junior Brother! How dare you judge my integrity by your own pettiness!"
"As your senior, would I ever compete with you? Your words cut deeper than any blade!"
Within moments, the two rivals were locked in a heated squabble.
Soon, "Senior Brother" and "Junior Brother" devolved into "you old fool," turning the village upside down.
...
The Endless Black Domain.
The flying vessel pressed deeper into the murk, its speed slightly reduced.
A man opened his eyes, displeased.
"That brat sneaked off the ship. Reckless fool. To avoid delays, should I retrieve him?"
A woman meditating ahead replied without opening her eyes, her voice icy.
"Unnecessary."
"The fog here is too dense. With his cultivation, he won’t get far."
"If he has any sense—and doesn’t seek death—he’ll return soon enough."
The man bowed respectfully.
"Your wisdom prevails, my lady."
"We’re deep in the Black Domain now, surrounded by oppressive fog. Even I feel its weight."
"That half-Saint wouldn’t dare wander far."
Another added smugly,
"Indeed. Straying from us would be suicide. Weak as he is, he’s not that stupid."
After this brief exchange, the trio resumed their meditation.
True to their prediction, within moments, Yi Feng reappeared at the ship’s edge. The outcome was so expected that they dismissed him entirely.
To them, a mere half-Saint like Yi Feng wasn’t worth their attention. Everything was under control.
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?!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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."
