"You, go back to Qingshan Gate. Report back immediately if there is any news," the Xuanwu Patriarch patted Yuwu Jie on the chest with one palm. Yuwu Jie opened his mouth in pain, and an ice cicada flew into his mouth before being thrown out again.
"Master, is it not good to send Junior Brother Wuchen alone?" Yao Ling'er looked at the frowning Xuanwu Patriarch with concern and asked.
"No problem."
The Xuanwu Patriarch waved his hand.
"Aren't you afraid that Junior Brother Wuchen will encounter some danger?" Yao Ling'er frowned and asked.
"Junior sister, don't worry!" At this time, a man in a long robe walked over and said, "I think that so-called expert in Pingjiang City is just a smokescreen released by Qingshan Gate. It's best to let Junior Brother Wuchen take care of it."
"But..."
Yao Ling'er still seemed worried, her eyes looking towards the Xuanwu Patriarch.
"No need to worry so much," the Xuanwu Patriarch said. "Wuchen has my Skyshaking Stone with him. Even if something unexpected happens, the Skyshaking Stone can ensure he has no worries. So we just need to wait quietly in the sect for Wuchen's news."
Upon hearing this, Yao Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief.
With the Skyshaking Stone at hand, she really didn't need to worry. This was one of the Xuanwu Patriarch's few treasured artifacts.
...
In less than half a day, Jing Wuchen had arrived at Pingjiang City.
Although Pingjiang City was close to the Xiuxian Sect, there were more mortals, so the city had many martial arts schools of all sizes.
However, this was not a problem for Jing Wuchen. His solution was simple and crude – go directly to kill.
He walked out of a martial arts school with a twisted smile on his sickly face, evil and cold-blooded. All the people in that martial arts school had been slaughtered.
He went to the next martial arts school.
After killing dozens of people in the martial arts school, men and women, young and old, he stepped on the head of the martial arts school and said coldly, "Tell me, what is your relationship with Qingshan Gate?"
"I, I, I really have no relationship with Qingshan Gate, please spare me..." Before he could finish speaking, a flash of cold light had already swept past his neck.
"How boring!"
The demonic face flickered with impatience. He licked the fresh blood on the dagger, stomped and smashed the martial arts school head's brains, then continued on to the next martial arts school.
Thus, following the map of Pingjiang City, Jing Wuchen massacred one martial arts school after another, leaving no one alive, men or women, young or old...
"My disciple, I bought you some candy to take with your medicine."
Yi Feng walked back with a beaming smile, holding bags large and small. He took meticulous care of this disciple.
"Thank you for your concern, Master."
Zhong Qing's face was full of gratitude, his eyes brimming with mist. Since he could remember, apart from his parents, only Yi Feng had truly been kind to him, and he secretly kept this kindness in his heart.
"Ouch."
However, as soon as Yi Feng entered, he tripped on the steps and almost fell to the ground.
"Master, are you alright!"
Zhong Qing hurried over to support Yi Feng.
"Damn these steps." Yi Feng glared at the steps. This was not the first time he had tripped over them. The design was simply inhuman.
If you stepped one step per stair, they were too short and you had to tiptoe like a woman.
If you stepped two steps per stair, it strained your hips and was even more uncomfortable!
"Master, let me fix these steps tomorrow," Zhong Qing said quickly, sincerely wanting the best for Yi Feng. He was also very enthusiastic about doing things for Yi Feng.
"Good boy."
Yi Feng rubbed his head and said, "You've just recovered from illness. We'll talk about these things after you've fully recovered. Come on, take your medicine first."
Then, master and disciple walked into the inner courtyard. After watching Zhong Qing take his medicine, Yi Feng finally relaxed, lying in a recliner basking in the sun.
Recently, he had been in a good mood.
Zhong Qing had recovered from illness.
He also had money now.
He just felt a little bored. It seemed he had become a layabout!
"Dog, come here."
Yi Feng beckoned Ao Qing. The dog wagged his tail and ran over, lying obediently under Yi Feng's feet for him to rub its belly.
On the street.
A breeze blew by, messing up the leaves on the trees.
A figure landed in front of the martial arts school. He looked at the map with his bony hand and squinted, "The last few martial arts schools, getting smaller and smaller, really disappointing!"
Licking his lips, he walked towards the martial arts school ahead.
...
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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.”
'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?"
【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.)
