The starry sky is vast and boundless, the universe seemingly without end.
Even Lan Star, which nurtures billions of living beings, is but a drop in the ocean, slowly orbiting around Yuan Star, having remained subservient to Yuan Star's rule throughout endless ages.
Yuan Star is a true and well-deserved Primary Star, uniquely blessed by heaven.
Whether in terms of planetary size or resource abundance, Lan Star cannot compare. Places like the Fallen God's Land, considered sacred grounds on Lan Star, are merely ordinary on Yuan Star.
On such a terrifying planet, even a casually emerging Envoy of Fate is enough to make other satellite stars tremble, possessing absolute power to subdue all living beings, beings comparable to deities.
However.
At this very moment, at the peak of Yuan Star's extreme cold, the bodies of two Envoys of Fate were discovered.
Such an event is rarely heard of; on any mortal star, it would be a great catastrophe, enough to make the entire planet tremble. Even occurring on Yuan Star, it is sufficient to cause a significant stir.
A man and a woman examined the scene for a long time, their expressions extremely grave.
"There is the aura of the Demon Race on them. They were killed by demons!"
"Their Envoy robes have been stripped, and their Envoy tokens are missing. If our speculation is correct, they were likely ambushed and killed by demons, who then pulled a switch, intending to act under the guise of Envoys!"
These two were clearly no ordinary individuals, deducing the likely outcome after just a few moments of inspection.
Considering that demons dared to impersonate Envoys of Fate and might even be using their identities to act, regardless of their purpose, the consequences were unimaginable. Their expressions grew even more severe, and they hurriedly sent out inquiries via message tokens!
After several moments.
The handsome man looked at the messages on his token, his face growing increasingly grim.
"This is bad..."
"These two Envoys were originally supposed to go to Lan Star. Having been ambushed and replaced by demons, Lan Star is probably already under demon control, with its billions of inhabitants completely unaware!"
Hearing this, the woman was greatly shocked and quickly spoke through gritted teeth.
"We cannot stand by and let the Demon Clan run amok!"
"If they use the Envoy identities to hide on Lan Star, who knows what kind of disaster they will cause. We must investigate this immediately and exterminate those two demons!"
The man nodded upon hearing this and immediately sent messages.
Once someone responded to handle the aftermath, he collected a wisp of the lingering demonic aura, immediately tore open the void, and the man and woman urgently stepped into it, their eyes filled with severity!
When the void rippled open again.
The two had already appeared above Lan Star, standing quietly in the sky over the Fallen God's Land.
The matter was of great importance; they dared not be the slightest bit negligent. Seeing the sacred land in chaos only heightened their urgency, and they promptly used a magical treasure to track the demonic aura.
Unexpectedly, after glowing for only a few moments, the treasure's light dimmed drastically and then ceased all activity.
The man was taken aback, frowning as he spoke.
"The demons' aura seems to have suddenly vanished, with only a faint residual trace left on this mortal star."
"According to common sense, no demon should be able to escape the detection of the Primordial Chaos Pearl, nor could an aura suddenly dissipate completely... unless these two demons are dead..."
As his words fell, the woman with him was also greatly astonished!
"What?"
"The demons are dead?!"
"Lan Star is just an ordinary mortal star. How could there possibly be an existence capable of killing demons of that level? Those were demons that could ambush and kill Envoys of Fate! They are definitely not ordinary!"
The man was also full of surprise, his brows furrowing even deeper.
"This matter is indeed strange."
"I also find it hard to believe that a mortal star could have a living being with such power."
They looked at each other gravely, their eyes filled with shock.
The demon ambush was already unexpected and a serious matter, but the current development was even more unforeseen. It seemed variables were multiplying, leaving even them momentarily at a loss.
After a few moments of silence.
The two, who had been exchanging quiet glances full of bewilderment and shock, gradually decided on their next course of action.
"Regardless of whether the demons are alive or dead, we must get to the bottom of this!"
"Right. Only by following the residual aura can we find out the truth. Later, when we return to Yuan Star, we will have something to report. We absolutely cannot stop here!"
They nodded at each other and immediately channeled their cultivation power into the treasure.
Under the infusion of stronger Primordial Force, the treasure's power visibly increased. Its faint glow brightened slightly, guiding them as they tore open the void and departed once more.
Not long after, the two stopped outside a desolate small town.
Hovering in the air and observing for a while, they saw a man strolling leisurely, showing nothing particularly special. Yet, the treasure had stopped flashing, indicating this was the last object associated with the demonic aura.
Immediately.
They exchanged a quiet glance, landed, and blocked the person's path.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two figures suddenly descended from the sky, wearing strange, inscribed cloaks, sizing him up with a posture reminiscent of road-blocking bandits.
Yi Feng's brows slightly furrowed.
Before he could ask anything, the man opposite him fixed a cold, stern gaze upon him.
"Did you kill two Envoys of Fate from the Primary Star?"
As soon as the words were spoken, both their gazes locked onto him. Starlight gradually shimmered in their eyes, as if containing countless stars, capable of discerning even the slightest clue.
Seeing this posture and hearing such questioning, akin to interrogating a criminal, Yi Feng felt somewhat displeased and instinctively retorted.
"Who are you?"
As soon as he spoke, the other party produced a strange token, staring coldly.
"We hail from Yuan Star, the Primary Star that rules over your Lan Star. This matter is of great importance. You must answer truthfully. If you intend to give evasive answers, we advise you to think twice!"
They were from the Primary Star?
So, they were fellow natives of those two guys from before, here to seek revenge?
Hearing this, Yi Feng's eyes showed understanding, and he finally felt a spark of enthusiasm.
Earlier, while drinking with Gui Wanhai, he had also heard Old Turtle mention how formidable the Primary Star was, that he had caused major trouble by killing Envoys, and that he must be careful in the future.
Who would have thought they'd come looking so soon!
It seems this Primary Star indeed has some substance. Logically speaking, they should be considerably stronger than the likes of Lan Star's Star Lord, right?
His grand plan to seek death seemed to still have a glimmer of hope...
Thinking this, Yi Feng quickly affirmed with full commitment.
"Yes!"
"I did kill two guys who claimed to be Envoys of Fate before. So what!"
As his words fell, Yi Feng proudly raised his eyes.
At this moment, he felt not a shred of guilt for the killings. After all, the others had harbored murderous intent first; he had merely acted in self-defense. Plus, with their fellow natives here for revenge, he absolutely had to act arrogantly to draw maximum hatred!
As long as he acted arrogantly enough, this fierce battle was sure to erupt instantly!
Just as Yi Feng watched expectantly.
The two indeed paused, their eyes showing momentary surprise.
"So it really was you who killed them..."
Then, exchanging shocked glances, they actually broke into smiles and praised him!
"Good! Well killed!"
"Truly remarkable. We never expected Lan Star to have talent like you!"
The abrupt and exaggerated praise left Yi Feng utterly bewildered.
What the heck?
Bro, sis, are you out of your minds?
I'm the murderer who killed your fellow natives. You came all this way not for revenge, but to praise me? What nonsense is this?
Come on!
Even thinking with the back of your heel, you should be attacking for revenge! Instead, you're doing the opposite and shouting 'good'? Aren't you afraid your fellow natives will die with their eyes open?
This isn't just not playing by the rules; it's tearing up the rulebook entirely!
How are we supposed to play this now?

【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.)

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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.”