"What's going on?"
Yi Feng stared in bewilderment, instinctively voicing his confusion.
Beside him, Qing Yin Xianyun was no less shocked, her eyes filled with tension and disbelief!
"I... I don’t know either..."
Watching as Xiong Fen and his son suddenly collapsed, she and the Moon God Pavilion Master were both terrified. They hurried forward, calling out to the pair and gently shaking them.
"Elder Xiong?"
"Elder Xiong!"
Despite their urgent cries, there was no response—it seemed they had truly fainted.
Qing Yin Xianyun’s eyes flashed with panic as she turned to the Moon God Pavilion Master.
"Master, how could this happen?"
"Could Elder Xiong and his son have been injured?"
The reminder made the Moon God Pavilion Master’s eyes widen in realization.
"That must be it!"
"Elder Xiong once mentioned that he and his son witnessed an earth-shattering battle. Though they didn’t participate in the final clash, they might have suffered severe injuries from the aftermath!"
As he spoke, he anxiously extended his divine sense to examine them.
But after probing, he found no signs of injury. Frowning, he turned to Yi Feng with urgency.
"Elder Yi, go fetch Elder Feng at once! He oversees the Moon God Pavilion’s elixirs and is skilled in medicine—he’ll know what to do!"
Yi Feng wanted to explain that a jade slip message would suffice.
But seeing the two in disarray, and knowing that the Xiong father and son were pivotal figures for the Moon God Pavilion’s future—and his own chance to meet the legendary experts—he had no choice but to leave.
After he departed, the Moon God Pavilion Master and Qing Yin Xianyun paced anxiously, carefully tending to the unconscious pair while muttering in distress.
"How could this happen?!"
"Master, Elder Xiong doesn’t seem injured. Why would he faint out of nowhere?"
"I don’t know either! What should we do?"
"Perhaps they’re just exhausted. They’ll wake up soon, right? If not, once Elder Feng arrives, he’ll surely have a solution!"
"I hope so! Otherwise, we must spare no expense to ensure their recovery!"
...
Just as the two were at a loss, Xiong Fen’s finger twitched slightly!
Instantly, Qing Yin Xianyun’s eyes lit up with joy!
"Master! Look! Elder Xiong’s finger moved!"
"Young Master Xiong moved too!"
The Moon God Pavilion Master immediately bent down in excitement!
Sure enough, Elder Xiong’s fingers trembled weakly, and his eyes fluttered open!
The faint movements sent their hearts racing.
At the same time, hope and relief bloomed in their expressions!
Before Elder Xiong could fully open his eyes, they called out to him softly, their worried brows smoothing as color returned to their faces.
"Elder Xiong? Elder Xiong!"
But then—
The moment Xiong Fen’s eyes opened, before they could even smile, the previously unconscious elder suddenly widened his eyes, his body jerking upright as if struck by lightning!
He threw himself to the ground, kowtowing frantically!
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
The abrupt movement and relentless pounding stunned the two onlookers.
The elder’s actions seemed almost manic, driven by an overwhelming terror—as if he were on the verge of a qi deviation!
Qing Yin Xianyun and the Moon God Pavilion Master were dumbfounded!
What could possibly terrify Elder Xiong so much?
Before they could even turn to ask—
Xiong Zhong, now awake, also flung himself to the ground, kowtowing with equal fervor!
Father and son trembled violently, their foreheads striking the floor so hard the ground shook!
Even stranger, they muttered incoherently, their voices quivering with reverence—like devout worshippers before a deity!
"We were wrong! We were wrong!"
The two spectators gaped, exchanging bewildered glances, too stunned to speak.
They couldn’t fathom it.
Given Elder Xiong and his son’s status, what could possibly reduce them to such terror?
Had they truly lost their minds?
Feeling the floor tremble beneath them, the Moon God Pavilion Master’s throat tightened.
After watching for a few moments, his own forehead began to ache in sympathy. Unable to bear it any longer, he cautiously whispered,
"Uh..."
"Elder Xiong, who are you bowing to? There’s no one else here. Why must you do this?"
At his words, the father and son froze.
They paused their kowtowing, cautiously lifting their heads to look around.
Only then did they realize—the space before them was empty.
The figure of "the gentleman" had vanished without a trace!
Ignoring the others, the two exchanged stunned glances.
"No one’s here? That can’t be..."
"Son, I really saw the gentleman!"
"Father, so did I!"
"Could it be... we’ve been thinking of him so much that we hallucinated?"
Hearing the term "gentleman" again, the Moon God Pavilion Master frowned slightly, recalling the earlier scene.
Before this—
Aside from himself and his disciple, the only other person present had been Yi Feng, Elder Yi.
Could it be...?
The thought sent a fresh wave of shock through him!
"Both of you... when you say 'the gentleman,' do you mean Elder Yi?"
The question—
Made both father and son shudder violently, collapsing back to the ground!
"The gentleman was really here?!"
"We’ve shown him such disrespect—how can we ever atone?!"
"We’re doomed, doomed..."
As the pair wailed and beat their chests, their faces ashen as if they’d committed an unforgivable sin, the Moon God Pavilion Master and Qing Yin Xianyun were utterly baffled!
Why were they calling Yi Feng "the gentleman"? What in the world was going on?!
Their confusion only deepened.
Crouching cautiously beside the distraught pair, they spent a long time soothing them. Only when Elder Xiong’s expression seemed to stabilize slightly did the Moon God Pavilion Master dare to whisper,
"Why do you call Elder Yi 'the gentleman'? What’s the meaning of this?"
The question—
Finally made Xiong Fen look up.
Gazing at the Moon God Pavilion Master’s tense face, he let out a long, despairing sigh!
"Ah!"
"The Elder Yi you speak of is the gentleman! He is the master of the power behind us!"
What?!
Yi Feng was that legendary figure?!
The Moon God Pavilion Master and Qing Yin Xianyun felt as if lightning had struck them. That single sentence alone made their scalps tingle with shock!
When they spoke again, their tongues were tied!
"H-h-he’s the one?! The peerless expert you mentioned before?!"
As their trembling voices rang out, Xiong Fen gave a solemn nod.
That slight motion sent the Moon God Pavilion Master’s heart plunging into an abyss, his entire body turning ice-cold!
His legs gave way—
And he collapsed onto the floor, utterly dumbstruck!
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined—
The extraordinary expert he’d tried so hard to recruit, the elder he’d hoped to bind to the Moon God Pavilion, was actually the untouchable master behind Xiong Fen’s power!
How laughable—he’d once thought to have this "Gentleman Yi" serve the Moon God Pavilion!
Recalling every past interaction...
The Moon God Pavilion Master cringed with embarrassment.
Gradually, a chill crept up his spine, filling him with dread!
Especially when he remembered—
He’d sat side by side with the gentleman, even repeatedly hinted at "mentoring" him!
Cold sweat drenched the Moon God Pavilion Master’s back as he trembled, too afraid to ask more!
Looking back now, he felt nothing but foolish ignorance!
What kind of existence was the gentleman Yi...?
His visit to Lanxing was likely just a casual journey, his mindset far beyond mortal comprehension. Yet, he’d dared to think of recruiting him—even bragged about introducing him to Elder Xiong!
What a joke!
Introduce him?!
In front of the gentleman, Elder Xiong was nothing but a minor underling!
And then there was the time he’d ordered Yi Feng—this towering figure—to scout enemy forces...
The Moon God Pavilion Master was drenched in cold sweat, utterly terrified into silence!
It's over... it's all over!
The thought of utter defeat flashed across his face as he sat slumped beside Xiong Fen and Xiong Zhong, too drained to even stand—looking even more wretched and panicked than the father-son pair!
All three of them stared blankly, dumbfounded as they crouched on the ground.
Finally, the truth came to light.
Qing Yin Xianyun was stunned, her beautiful eyes wide with shock, her delicate hands covering her crimson lips as her entire body froze in place!
She had never imagined...
That Yi Feng, whom she had met earlier, would turn out to be such an extraordinary figure! If someone like him existed, then the long-secluded Cloud Star, sealed away for a hundred thousand years, must be far more formidable than anyone had ever imagined!
In an instant,
a colossal shadow loomed over everyone's hearts, and an overwhelming pressure began to spread.
The grand hall fell so silent you could hear a pin drop—yet their minds were roiling with stormy waves!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
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
