The outer sect's cave abodes were in an unprecedented uproar, with constant communication between the various immortal islands. The extraordinary events had startled countless cultivators, yet they remained utterly unable to affect the lofty Heavenly Palace high above.
Over the countless immortal islands, the Heavenly Palace, wreathed in radiant clouds, looked down upon all things. All the clamor was isolated by supreme restrictive formations. Aside from elite disciples carrying companion tokens, none were permitted to enter without esteemed status.
That sacred place, resembling a bright moon, was the very center of Fengxue Island.
Only those qualified to set foot in the Heavenly Palace could be considered true elites. Furthermore, any person or matter mentioned by the existences within the Heavenly Palace undoubtedly carried significant weight. The mere commotion of the outer sect was naturally unworthy of disturbing the peace here.
At this very moment.
Within the multi-layered pavilions of the Heavenly Palace, two individuals entered a side hall. They cupped their fists and reported to the superior seated there, recounting what they had seen and heard on Lanxing.
Despite their lengthy report, the coldly beautiful woman sitting in silence maintained a placid expression throughout.
Even upon hearing about the demonic creatures on Lanxing, it did not cause this capable woman to show any change in expression. It seemed such events held limited significance for her, nothing more than ordinary occurrences.
Only after the two had finished their report did she set down her teacup and slowly lift her cold eyes.
Her red lips parted, uttering an aloof voice.
"The demon race has been increasingly active lately. You must heighten your vigilance and not slacken in the slightest. I will report this matter myself."
The two bowed respectfully, their faces filled with reverence.
The man hesitated for a few breaths before finally mustering the courage to make a recommendation.
"Honored One Yuwen Qianyue, during this trip we happened to encounter a cultivator from Lanxing named Yi Feng. This person possesses remarkable natural talent and excellent temperament, which is why we brought him back to the outer sect. He is truly a rare talent..."
The woman standing beside him, also with cupped fists, respectfully concurred, her wording cautious.
"Honored One, your discernment is wise. This person is indeed promising material."
Lanxing was merely a mortal star, far inferior to Yuanxing in resources. Yet, it could produce a cultivator capable of slaying demonic beings. His natural talent needed no elaboration; calling him a prodigy would not be an exaggeration. Naturally, he deserved proper cultivation.
The two held Yi Feng in considerable esteem, hence their exceptional, face-to-face recommendation. They were genuinely unwilling to see such a rare talent stagnate due to a lack of resources. This stemmed both from personal desire to assist and from righteous consideration for the greater good of humanity.
However.
After their anxious recommendation, the seated woman merely responded indifferently.
"His entry into Fengxue Island is itself a stroke of fortune, the greatest blessing of his life. Were it not for the demon race's current restlessness, necessitating the rapid cultivation of elites to respond, and the exceptional permission for mortal star cultivators to participate, how could he have such an opportunity?"
“Since he is here, let him remain in the outer sect for now. With the blessing of the outer sect's blessed land and diligent cultivation, he should become somewhat useful. Even if he can hardly compare to cultivators born of our Yuanxing, he shouldn't be too weak.”
Her cold words remained as detached as ever, that aura of a superior faintly emanating.
The two bowed even lower, the respect on their faces undiminished.
Even though these words were brutally pragmatic, they felt no surprise whatsoever, nor did they harbor any prejudice.
Yuwen Qianyue was a pearl-like genius and now held the esteemed position of Honored One on Fengxue Island, overseeing several outer sect disciples. Even they had to follow her commands.
She was born an unparalleled genius. Back then, stepping into the Desolate Realm was a mere trifle for her. Her words and actions naturally reflected an extremely high vantage point. Ordinary cultivators from subsidiary stars could hardly catch her eye; having no time for a cultivator from a mortal star was only to be expected.
Mortal stars were truly too barren. Cultivators hailing from such minor planets, whether in terms of natural talent or cultivation base, were weak by more than a little. Being noticed by her was nearly impossible.
Hearing Yuwen Qianyue's aloof words now, the two had no objection.
However.
Recalling Yi Feng's unique qualities, the man persisted and spoke up again.
"Honored One Yuwen Qianyue, forgive my presumption."
"That Yi Feng, though from Lanxing, was capable of slaying two major demonic beings. This is sufficient proof of his uncommon natural talent. Moreover, his speech is steady and composed, and he dared to admit to slaying a Star Lord, indicating his actions are open and aboveboard. His character and temperament are also commendable."
Such a person, even if his current cultivation is lacking—which is due to the constraints of his origins—is indeed promising material in other aspects. If we allocate resources to cultivate him, given time, he will certainly achieve something!
His anxious words were spoken with great urgency.
Most who heard such praise and introduction would feel astonished and might consequently take note of Yi Feng, to see if this mortal star cultivator truly possessed exceptional qualities.
Unfortunately.
In Yuwen Qianyue's ears, these words still carried limited weight.
Those clear eyes remained as indifferent as before, without the slightest ripple. Her jade-like hand slowly lifted the Starlight Meteor Sand pot. The fragrant tea poured out in a perfect arc, filling the teacup like pearls falling onto a plate.
The flawless motion showed no hint of error. Combined with the precisely measured movement of her jade hand, it was a visual delight even from a distance.
After a few breaths of silence, the two waited with cupped fists, their hearts filled with anxiety.
Yuwen Qianyue, unhurried, finished brewing the fragrant tea. With one glance, she saw through all the thoughts in the depths of their eyes.
The desire to cherish talent was indeed rare, but how many extraordinary geniuses could the world truly hold?
Especially from a mere mortal star?
Yuwen Qianyue had long seen through the ways of the world. No ordinary individual remained in her eyes. She spoke slowly, her tone still icy.
"A cultivator from a mortal star is not worth expending our efforts on."
"If we are to cultivate true elites, we should at least select someone like An Shixuan. Even if his character is mediocre, his cultivation and natural talent are passable. Only then can he be considered talent."
"The mortal star cultivator you speak of, compared to An Shixuan, who is superior and who is inferior?"
As these words fell, both of them widened their eyes in urgency.
"Honored One, this...?"
"An Shixuan, what kind of background does he have? How many resources has he enjoyed since childhood? Yi Feng is merely from a mortal star. How can he be compared to a young master from such a great clan..."
"Indeed, the disparity in status and origins between these two is too vast. If Yi Feng had resources like his, he might not be inferior to him now. In the future, as long as he is included in cultivation, he will certainly achieve something!"
Seeing them grow more and more agitated, as if they had truly encountered some genius, Yuwen Qianyue finally lost her patience. She fixed them with a detached gaze and spoke.
"This Honored One has already reached a conclusion. There is no need to mention this matter again."
A single statement suppressed all their unwillingness!
No matter how much regret they felt, this Honored One's word was an absolute command, allowing no room for dissent.
The two could only bow respectfully and prepare to take their leave.
At that very moment.
An elite disciple strode through the hall entrance, holding a token, and urgently cupped his fists!
"Honored One!"
"Great trouble! An Shixuan got into a conflict with a newly arrived outer sect disciple. His arms and legs are broken!"
Whoosh!
The grave report made the two turn back, their eyes flashing with anger.
Yuwen Qianyue, however, remained extremely calm, as if this was nothing unusual.
"Him again."
"How are the injuries of the newly arrived disciple? Can the severed limbs be reattached? Will it affect his future cultivation and state of mind?"
After her few cold questions, the two waiting listeners sighed inwardly.
In this world, the strong are revered. This is the truth.
Even though An Shixuan's character was base, his natural talent and cultivation were outstanding, deserving more attention. Even if he caused major trouble, Honored One Yuwen, constrained by the bigger picture, could not reprimand him harshly and could only show concern for that pitifully weak disciple.
Alas, the reality was bleak.
Just as the two sighed helplessly to themselves, the bowing disciple wore an awkward expression!
"Re...reporting to the Honored One!"
"The one with broken arms and legs... is An Shixuan!"
Huh?
All three of them were stunned, their eyes snapping wide open in an instant.
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."
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?"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
