After seeing off the young man, Yi Feng had just returned to the courtyard and sat down when he heard voices coming from outside the door again.
Yi Feng smiled helplessly. Just by listening to the voice, he already knew who it was. He walked out the door and took a look.
Sure enough.
It was that middle-aged man who loved playing chess but was terribly bad at it, Wu Yonghong.
What surprised Yi Feng this time was that it wasn't just Wu Yonghong who came, but also three other men around his age.
At a glance, these three old men made Yi Feng unconsciously curl his lips.
They looked so shabby!
One was skin and bones, dark and skinny. Yi Feng wondered if he was malnourished since childhood or something. His whole body probably didn't even weigh sixty catties. He looked so frail that Yi Feng was afraid to touch him, for fear that a light bump would make him go snap. That would be too much trouble.
Another one looked a little better, but his outfit was really unflattering. His whole body was covered with things that looked like chicken bones or something. What was most eye-catching was the big skull-shaped thumb ring, making him look like someone from another world.
As for the last one, he didn't look poor.
With a mouth full of gold teeth, a big abacus on his back, and a broken egg in his hand that he kept rubbing, he held his head high with an unfathomable look. Although the outfit did give off a sense, the temperament still fell far short.
Of course, guests should be treated well.
Although these old men looked a little shabby, Yi Feng would not judge them by their appearances.
What puzzled Yi Feng a little was that these shabbily dressed old men acted mysteriously. He didn't see them when he sent off that young man asking for directions just now, but they popped up all of a sudden, which was quite strange.
"Mr. Yi," Wu Yonghong bowed respectfully to Yi Feng in greeting. Apparently, after the last time, even the way he addressed Yi Feng had changed.
"Long time no see, please come in and sit down!" Yi Feng said with a smile as he beckoned them in.
"Yes."
Wu Yonghong nodded eagerly. He was quite apprehensive at first, after all he came with three strangers without any prior notice. He feared this might displease Yi Feng. Now it seemed that Yi Feng's mind was much broader than he had imagined.
"Let's go, let's go. Sir has invited us in."
Thinking of this, Wu Yonghong hurriedly urged the other three.
But the three did not move forward. Instead, they looked at Wu Yonghong doubtfully.
On the way here, they had listened to Wu Yonghong boast about how powerful Yi Feng was, claiming that he could easily take out the Saint Weapon Divine Harrow. So they had believed him to some extent and came with an attitude of respect.
But now upon seeing this, things were clearly not as he described.
This young man before their eyes, no matter how they looked at him, was just an ordinary person!
"How can I explain this to you?" Wu Yonghong said anxiously, "Not to mention that you can't see through his cultivation base, even I can't see through it."
"Alright, even if it's as you said, didn't you also say that he has a plaque containing martial intent? Where is the plaque?" asked the scrawny old man.
"This..."
Wu Yonghong's face turned awkward as he looked around. Indeed, the entrance was empty.
"This, this, sir must have temporarily taken it down. Let's not dwell on this. Since the sir has invited us in, we should hurry in!" Wu Yonghong said anxiously.
The three were still hesitant to move forward.
They were important figures. If this place really had an expert, that would be fine. But if it was just an ordinary person, what right did he have to let them in and sit down?
"You, you really are..." Wu Yonghong said angrily at the three, "After so many years, would I still lie to you? If you don't believe me, just go in together and see for yourselves!"
Hearing this, the three looked at each other.
Wu Yonghong didn't seem to be lying, and the Saint Weapon Divine Harrow he held was real.
Since they had already come, there was no harm in going in and taking a look.
The group of four finally walked towards the martial arts hall.

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

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?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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