As is well known, the Immortal Realm consists of one hundred and eight continents, divided into the Upper Three Continents, the Middle Three Continents, and the Lower Three Continents.
The Lower Three Continents, to put it bluntly, are essentially slums. The strength of a continent ruler there is probably around the level of a Golden Immortal.
In the Middle Three Continents, the level is greatly improved. The continent rulers there have at least the cultivation of the Star Immortal Realm, and that's for the weakest rulers.
As for the Upper Three Continents...
They are beyond imagination.
Even a random elder from those continents would likely possess the strength of the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm.
The rulers of the Upper Three Continents have power that is simply unfathomable.
"Alright, fellow disciples, there's no need to be discouraged. I only started following our master a few days before you. Let's hurry back to meet our master."
"Agreed!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Their combined powers gathered together, directly tearing through the barrier of the Immortal Realm, returning to the Immortal River Continent.
Several dozen disciples descended on the small island, heading towards the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Along the way, various old men and women enthusiastically greeted them.
After they passed, a young man couldn't help but mutter, "Father, I thought the master's disciples would all be incredibly powerful. Although some of them do seem unfathomable, most of them don't look that impressive!"
"Look, there are even Heavenly Immortals among them, and some who seem to have no cultivation at all, just ordinary humans."
"How did such people become the master's disciples? Wouldn't anyone randomly picked from our island be stronger than them?"
"If I were the master's disciple, I'd be so much stronger than them."
The young man continued his disparaging remarks.
"Smack!"
His father gave him a resounding slap on the head.
"You useless fool! You're just a trash Reincarnation Immortal who only got that far by drinking the water and eating the food on this island. What right do you have to criticize?"
"Don't you know that every single one of the master's disciples has been acknowledged by some form of heavenly law?"
"And that Heavenly Immortal you mentioned? That's Zhen Jiaozhen, ranked thirtieth. The reason he's still a Heavenly Immortal is that he has extremely high, almost harsh standards for himself. He wants to ascend to the most perfect Golden Immortal state, which is why he's still at the Heavenly Immortal level. But even as a Heavenly Immortal, he could effortlessly kill thousands of trash Reincarnation Immortals like you."
"As for that ordinary human you mentioned, his name is Bai Qiyu."
"He is indeed an ordinary human with no cultivation, who can't even fly. But his terrifying power manifests in a completely different way. I estimate that even experts at the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm couldn't withstand one of his serious punches."
"And then there's Li Jin."
"Since becoming the master's disciple, he has never harmed anyone with his sword. Yet he can use the power of laws to make all Star Immortal Realm experts kneel and call him father!"
"In short, their apparent realm doesn't reflect their true power at all."
At this point, his father took a deep breath.
"If we're talking about the most terrifying in this aspect, it would have to be young master Zhong Qing."
"He's still just an ordinary mortal in terms of realm."
"But I estimate that even those in the Sun and Moon Immortal Realm couldn't withstand a single strike from his Three Chopping Techniques!"
"So..."
"What do you understand?"
With that, he gave the young man several more slaps on the head. "Go home and face the wall for three years to reflect on your arrogance!"
While everyone was discussing this animatedly, the returning disciples had already arrived before Yi Feng.
"Greetings, Master!"
They all knelt before Yi Feng in unison.
Even though Yi Feng knew these disciples weren't doing well, when he saw them, he couldn't help but feel angry.
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.”
【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.)
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?"
