"Phew!"
Even Old Man Wu couldn't help but gasp.
He looked up and gave Yi Feng a meaningful glance. In his eyes, Yi Feng taking out the Fire Pearl was like responding to his doubts.
It was as if saying, I can easily take out a Fire Pearl, but what about you?
Yi Feng noticed Old Man Wu's gaze and nodded at him with a smile, showing a conciliatory attitude. After all, he had effortlessly won this game of chess.
Sure enough.
Seeing this, Old Man Wu was certain Yi Feng was just as he had imagined.
He looked at the chessboard. Yes, he had lost at chess, but that was not what he cared about. The two of them had risen above the chess game to another level of competition.
He had to admit, he had never expected Yi Feng to be able to produce a Fire Pearl.
The Fire Pearl's value was higher than he could have imagined.
Matching its value were the Water Pearl, Earth Pearl, Metal Pearl, and Wood Pearl. Together, these five pearls could form the Great Infinite Pearl, instantly transforming an ordinary mortal who had never cultivated into a saint.
Legend had it that a supreme master in the North Sea had gathered the other four pearls, only lacking the Fire Pearl.
Yet unexpectedly, this Fire Pearl was here...
If he took this pearl to exchange with that master who happened to lack only the Fire Pearl, he could almost exchange it for treasures countless times the value of this pearl.
But he didn't.
Why?
With his cultivation level, it was unlikely he didn't know about this.
That meant that knowing he could exchange the Fire Pearl for something of much greater value, he chose not to make the exchange. This showed that he didn't actually need things dozens of times more valuable than the Fire Pearl that much.
He might even look down on them...
This person's cultivation is unfathomable, and his schemes are even more formidable than I imagined!
Old Man Wu looked at Yi Feng and made this judgment in his heart.
It seemed like he had only taken out a Fire Pearl, but the value it represented was far more than just one Fire Pearl!
That meant if he wanted to gain the upper hand in this contest, he would have to take out a treasure several times more valuable than the Fire Pearl.
No wonder, no wonder he was so confident.
However...
You seem to have underestimated me too!
A sharp gleam flashed in Old Man Wu's eagle eyes. He really did have such an item.
"Brother Yi, take a look at this for me," he said. With a wave of his hand, a seven-toothed rake appeared.
Seeing the rake that had suddenly materialized in his hand, Yi Feng was unsurprised. He figured the old man had just come back from farming in the fields and happened to have it with him.
The rake was probably not very functional anymore. Knowing he did some ironwork on the side, the old man had called him over to take a look. Since he'd asked, Yi Feng casually took it and examined it closely.
Seeing Yi Feng's studying expression, Old Man Wu smiled smugly.
This seven-toothed holy rake looked dull and lackluster with no highlights, but it was actually a divine artifact passed down from ancient times. It had the grade of a holy relic. Even though it was damaged, if spirit energy was used to activate it, it could still exert one-tenth of the power of a holy relic.
A holy relic.
The stuff of legends.
Even slightly damaged, its value was in no way comparable to a mere Fire Pearl.
And Yi Feng, with his cultivation level, would surely be able to discern this.
So at this moment, he could already envision Yi Feng's shocked expression when his jaw dropped.
To be fair, he had spent his entire life's savings and nearly lost half his life to obtain this seven-toothed holy rake. So no matter how astonished Yi Feng was next, it would be well deserved.
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.”
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?"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
【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.)
