Ning XuanWu's body heavily smashed onto the ground. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but didn't care about the injuries on his body. His figure flashed as he ran away.
He was really afraid of being pulled back. He just wanted to get far away from this Martial Arts Hall.
After all, the pressure brought by those four old men was really too terrifying.
Of course, the most terrifying one was still that mysterious youth!
Even though he was unfathomable, this kind of unpredictable feeling was the most unbearable.
This time.
He was really at a loss!
Forget about avenging Jing WuXin and getting back the Vibrant Stone and Swift Cape, he almost lost his little life. The key was that all the resources of the XuanWu Sect were also taken away.
The most hateful thing was...
He looked at the black mist circulating on his right arm. For a moment, he even had the urge to die.
This arm was chopped off by Lu Qingshan some time ago. Before coming to Pingjiang City, he had used the sect's secret method, utilized many resources, and even consumed some of his lifespan to painstakingly regenerate the broken bones of this arm...
Who would have known that after coming here and not getting anything done, he would suffer such devastation just by killing a mosquito.
"Ugh!"
Thinking of this, his heart ached.
But saving his own life was the priority. The Sky Demon Poison of Xun Zhuger was not ordinary. If he didn't chop off this arm, he would die violently in less than three days.
After much hesitation, he finally gritted his teeth and chopped off the arm unwillingly.
Looking at the arm on the ground, Ning Xuanwu became more and more angry. His body turned into a shadow as he rushed toward the direction where Demon Spirit and the others were.
"Master."
"Sect Leader."
Everyone hurriedly came up and looked at Ning Xuanwu's missing arm with solemn and complicated expressions.
"Where's Xu Kun?" Ning Xuanwu asked angrily.
"Sect... Sect Leader, it's a misunderstanding!" Xu Kun hid behind Demon Spirit, trembling all over and explained grievously, "It's a misunderstanding!"
"Misunderstanding?"
Ning Xuanwu gritted his teeth and directly grabbed Xu Kun's neck and twisted it in his hand.
"Ka!"
In extreme anger, Ning Xuanwu directly twisted and broke Xu Kun's neck without saying a word, then threw him on the ground.
"I'll show you what's a misunderstanding, I'll show you what's a misunderstanding!"
As if killing Xu Kun was not enough to vent his anger, Ning Xuanwu trampled Xu Kun's corpse repeatedly. Under his absolute power, the corpse was trampled into meat paste.
Seeing Ning Xuanwu's rage, Demon Spirit and the others lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe loudly.
But it was understandable, anyone encountering such a thing would probably not feel any better, let alone Ning Xuanwu, who was usually the prestigious sect leader of the Xuanwu Sect.
After a long time, seeing that Ning Xuanwu's anger seemed to have subsided a little, an elder cautiously raised his chin and asked, "Sect Leader, what should we do next? Do we continue to take revenge?"
Upon hearing the word "revenge", Ning Xuanwu's expression twitched, and his face was gloomy enough to ooze water.
"There's also the Vibrant Stone and Swift Cape, do we continue to take them back?" the elder asked again.
Seeing this, the others immediately looked at him with sympathetic eyes.
This guy, he just had to mention the touchiest subject.
Sure enough, Ning Xuanwu's anger, which had just subsided, rushed straight to his head again. He slapped over with one palm and directly slapped this elder into meat paste.
"I'll teach you to blabber, I'll teach you to blabber."
After slapping him to death with one palm, he viciously battered the elder's corpse again before stopping.
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...
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?"
【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.)
