"Mhm!"
Yi Feng nodded lightly.
Anyway, they were just drinking and boasting, so he didn't care whether they believed it or not.
But he didn't know that his words made their hearts tremble and their admiration reach new heights.
In all the time they had known Yi Feng, they had never truly confirmed his cultivation level, and Yi Feng himself had never revealed any information about his cultivation.
In addition, they didn't dare to ask, so they could only guess Yi Feng's cultivation based on some of the methods he had displayed.
Today.
Yi Feng had finally revealed a little clue about his cultivation!
Immortal!
Undoubtedly an immortal.
Although they had guessed it before, those were just guesses. But this time it was solid evidence.
Because they were certain that even the strongest Martial Emperor of the Immortal River Continent could absolutely not travel between worlds. Only those legendary immortals from the upper realms could accomplish such a heaven-reaching feat.
They couldn't help but feel even more respect for Yi Feng, and a strong sense of pride welled up in their hearts.
This glory was not just for them personally, but also for their descendants who would roam the continent in the future. They would be able to hold their heads high and say that their ancestors had worked for an immortal and shared meals together.
It was truly glorifying their ancestors!
"Why are you all so excited that I mentioned another world?"
Yi Feng rolled his eyes at them.
Seeing this, they lowered their flushed faces in embarrassment.
Although crossing between worlds was a trivial matter to their senior, it was still shocking to hear about.
"Please continue, sir."
"Yes, yes. Could you tell us about that world?"
"Tell us some stories about that world."
They looked at Yi Feng expectantly and asked.
Yi Feng nodded. Recalling his previous life stirred his emotions. He still couldn't let go after all these years!
Oh well!
He would tell them a story to listen to. After all, they were just boasting drunkenly!
"That was another civilization. The people of that world were also very smart and powerful. If they brought out their creations, destroying the Immortal River Continent would be easy. They could even make all life on the entire continent go extinct!"
"Gasp!"
Hearing this, Wu Yonghong and the others shuddered.
They looked at each other, shock evident in their eyes.
Such ability was simply horrifying.
The Immortal River Continent was so vast, yet no one had heard of anyone who could destroy the entire continent, let alone make all life go extinct.
"What level were you at in that world?" Wu Yonghong carefully asked.
"Me?"
Yi Feng smiled and said, "I was barely average. Of course, I was just a bottom-tier person compared to those truly powerful figures!"
"What?"
"Bottom-tier?"
Yi Feng's words almost scared them unconscious.
Someone as powerful as sir, an exiled immortal, was barely average in that world?
How strong were the people of that world?
Could everyone be immortal!?
Thinking of this, they sucked in a breath of cold air and instantly felt their own insignificance. If they went to that world, wouldn't they be like trash?
"Did you have any other stories from your time in that world, sir?" Unable to restrain his curiosity, Lu Qingshan asked.
"All kinds of stories, of course. For example, in my reckless youth, relying on my looks I played with several boats at once and chatted up several girls thousands of miles away at the same time." Yi Feng said self-deprecatingly.
"Chatting up several girls thousands of miles away at the same time?"
Hearing this, Wu Yonghong and the others' eyes widened again.
Although thousands of miles wasn't too far for them, just the width of Pingjiang City, it would still take about an hour. But Yi Feng was chatting with several girls thousands of miles apart in different places at the same time...
What kind of ability was this?
Twisting space?
"Simultaneously chatting up multiple girls, sir, your abilities are truly terrifying!" They couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"What's so terrifying about it? In that world, it was just basic skills!" Yi Feng rolled his eyes at them speechlessly. It was just a cell phone.
But he didn't explain too much, or else the chattering would be endless.
However, Wu Yonghong and the others were shocked beyond belief.
Such ability was just basic skills. It seemed their guess that the people of that world had an average cultivation of immortal was undoubtedly true!
"Speaking of which, I was quite a scumbag back then!"
Yi Feng picked up a cup of wine and gave a self-deprecating laugh. His eyes were full of nostalgia for that world. Bringing up these embarrassing stories of his past was also a way of cherishing his reckless eighteen-year-old self and those times of youth.
Especially those nights spent staring at his phone waiting for messages, scrutinizing posts on social media to guess others' feelings, and dozing off in class...
He was a scumbag, but who said that wasn't the bloom of youth?
"A scumbag?"
Wu Yonghong and the others couldn't help but ask.
Yi Feng glanced at them. This group of old men really needed to know everything. He mocked, "Take it as a compliment!"
"I see. Sir was undoubtedly a scumbag!"
Wu Yonghong and the others learned a new term and eagerly used it to praise Yi Feng.
Hearing this, Yi Feng's face darkened and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.
He had really shot himself in the foot!
The night gradually darkened.
The wine continued flowing.
The boasting went on.
Gradually...
Some couldn't hold their liquor. Wu Yonghong and Lu Qingshan had collapsed under the table at some point, each hugging a table leg and snoring away.
Sun Zhuge and Chu Kuangshi were sprawled on the floor, with Sun Zhuge hugging Chu Kuangshi's feet. As he mumbled in his sleep, he would occasionally take a whiff.
"Sigh!"
Yi Feng gently sighed, slightly tipsy as he looked up at the bright moon, drinking down a pot of turbid wine alone.
He picked up his guitar and sat on the roof.
"Bright moon, when will you be there, to drink with me the wine of air, I do not know in heavens hall, today is which year..."
The guitar strings plucked lightly, accompanying the guitar sounds, the melodious voice softly hummed out.
【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.)
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?"
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.”
