They gathered together, forming a formation!
Moving in sync with the music.
They swayed their thick waists, dancing in an uncoordinated manner.
"Hmph!"
"A bunch of ants."
From within the crevice of the cliff.
The man disdainfully refused to look at them.
However, in the next moment.
His eyes suddenly widened in shock.
He was horrified to discover that as this group danced, countless forces of the great Dao emanated from their hands.
"This..."
"This, this, this..."
"These old women?"
"What on earth, what on earth are they..."
But.
Before one wave settled, another arose.
A group of old men gathered nearby.
Some played the erhu, emitting devilish sounds that made him tremble as they reached his ears.
Some played chess, each piece falling like an earth-shattering beat, shaking one's soul.
Others performed slow, ancient martial arts, seemingly without power, yet each move seemed to communicate with heaven and earth.
At this time.
A group of children came running from the side.
The children kicked a ball around, giggling and laughing joyfully.
Yet when their feet struck the ball, it seemed to manipulate the forces of space?
What shocked him most was.
That child who had been matching wits with him for days sat nearby, staring blankly, saying he wanted to join in.
The other children said: You're too weak, we don't want you.
You're too weak?
?
??
???
The man's face was full of question marks.
Just then.
A mosquito buzzed through the crevice in front of his eyes, suddenly glaring at him.
"Gah!"
That glare made the man scream.
What kind of look was that?
Contempt?
And what was that aura it gave off just now?
He looked again, and found he couldn't fathom the cultivation level of a cicada chirping in the grass nearby?
On the other side, seven puppies played, emanating an intangible pressure that felt so unfathomable to him.
The man unconsciously shrank back into the crevice, retreating as far as he could go.
His body was drenched in sweat, his teeth chattering.
"Good grief!"
"What the hell, what the hell kind of place have I come to?"
"Mommy."
"I want to go home!"
He cried.
Fear spread throughout his body.
Just then, he noticed a gaze seemed to be staring at him from the darkness.
He turned his head to look.
More than a dozen ants with heads bigger than their bodies were staring at him.
"Brothers, we've got a job."
The lead ant lifted its leg, as if uttering those words, then the dozen or so ants swarmed towards him...
On a summer night.
It was still so cool.
It was just a small bug being devoured by ants, a perfectly normal occurrence.
Outside the Heaven and Earth Gate Island.
The Destroyer of the World rubbed the top of his head.
He sniffed, and when he realized it was bird droppings, he angrily wiped the mess from his hand.
"It's been several days now, why haven't those nine great ones returned?"
The Destroyer of the World muttered to himself.
But remembering the man's instructions before he left, he calmed himself down again.
"Usually when they close up for cultivation, it's for decades at a time. How can I be so impatient over just a few days?"
"I'll wait steadfastly!"
With that.
He closed his eyes again.
This wait.
Lasted for a month.
"Why aren't they back yet?"
"Nothing bad happened, right?"
He shook his head.
Recalling the strength of the nine, he relaxed again, then nodded firmly.
"I'll wait steadfastly!"
Another three months passed...
The Destroyer of the World opened his eyes once more.
"They're still not back?"
"But I've already waited three months, what's a bit longer?"
"I'll wait steadfastly!"
After saying this.
He closed his eyes again.
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.)
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
