Bao Congxin was so startled that he hurriedly bowed in respect.
Yet this gesture only terrified the Shopkeeper even more.
"Lord Bao, please spare me!"
The Shopkeeper was so frightened he nearly dropped to his knees.
And so, the two of them kept bowing lower and lower in a frantic back-and-forth.
Before long, the Shopkeeper’s hands were almost touching the ground!
Bao Congxin had never received such deference in his life.
Trembling, he reached out to steady the Shopkeeper and stammered, "Shopkeeper, what is this about? If I’ve offended you in any way, I beg your forgiveness, I truly do..."
To his shock, the Shopkeeper only trembled harder.
"L-Lord Bao Bao, I-I could never dare accept such courtesy from you! I was blind before, failing to recognize your greatness—please, show mercy!"
Bao Congxin’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head.
This Shopkeeper wasn’t particularly high in cultivation, but his connections were formidable. Rumor had it he was acquainted with many influential figures in the city, which was how he managed to run an inn in the West District, dealing with all sorts of shady characters.
For someone like that to act so obsequiously toward him?
This was downright absurd!
His mind in turmoil, Bao Congxin could only keep bowing and apologizing.
"Shopkeeper, please, you’re humiliating me! I’ll have this year’s rent ready soon—"
Before he could finish, the Shopkeeper’s face suddenly twisted into an ingratiating smile.
"Lord Bao, you jest! Having you stay at my humble inn is an honor. You may reside here as long as you wish—how could I ever accept rent from you?"
Bao Congxin had thought he was being submissive enough, but this man was even more groveling.
Was this really the same ruthless, cutthroat Shopkeeper he knew?
At a complete loss, Bao Congxin stood frozen.
Meanwhile, the Shopkeeper continued fawning.
"Lord Bao, what brings you here today?"
"You must take good care of the two Sect Leaders! The safety of this inn rests entirely in your hands. Please, be merciful and put in a good word for us. If there’s anything you need, just give the order—why trouble yourself to come personally?"
Sect Leaders?
So those two in the backyard weren’t frauds after all?
A chill ran down Bao Congxin’s spine.
When he looked at the Shopkeeper again, the man’s face was filled with such earnest reverence, as if the Sect Leaders’ presence was an undeniable fact!
Instantly, Bao Congxin’s confusion deepened.
Even if he cracked his skull open, he wouldn’t dare believe it—the legendary Sect Leaders had actually come to a place like this? And even shared a table with him?
If word got out, people would dismiss it as drunken rambling.
No one in their right mind would spin such an outrageous tale!
From the moment he first saw them, he’d pegged them as imposters.
Years of hard-earned experience had honed his judgment.
He prided himself on his sharp eyes—without them, an outsider like him would never have survived in the city, let alone made it this far alone.
But now, the Shopkeeper’s bizarre behavior shook his confidence.
His earlier certainty wavered.
Were those two really frauds?
Was the Shopkeeper genuinely terrified out of his wits, or was he in cahoots with them?
The conflicting possibilities tangled in his mind, leaving him utterly bewildered.
Gathering his courage, he decided to test the waters.
"I-It’s nothing much, really."
"Here are three Celestial Crystals—my benefactor just wants some wine."
The moment the words left his mouth, the Shopkeeper nodded eagerly.
"Of course! Right away!"
"How could we accept payment from you, my lord? I’ll have it delivered immediately!"
With that, the Shopkeeper urgently called out,
"Little Fang! Little Fang!"
"Hurry! Bring two large jars of wine—the best we have, the absolute finest!!"
His voice was restrained, as if afraid of disturbing others.
But to Bao Congxin, it only added to the storm of disbelief raging inside him.
No payment?
The notoriously stingy Shopkeeper was being this generous?
And it got even more ridiculous—
The Shopkeeper was offering their most premium wine, an exquisite brew that cost a staggering thousand Celestial Crystals per jar! That was enough to cover three years of his rent!
Had the man lost his mind?!
If this was some elaborate scam, the cost was absurdly high!
Unless...
Those two in the backyard really were the Sect Leaders?
【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.)
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.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?"
