"A Mid-level Immortal Artifact, no more chances?"
"That remains to be seen!"
"Hah!"
Jiang Zhi sneered.
Perhaps before, whether it was a Mid-level Immortal Artifact or the Lord of the Middle Three Continents, she would have been extremely wary.
But now, she truly didn't take them seriously.
Although she had only stayed on the island for this long, and her interactions with that master were limited, her perspective had expanded tremendously.
So, a mere Mid-level Immortal Artifact...
What did it amount to anyway?
Not to mention anything else, just the two Human Immortals behind her could probably casually pull out hundreds of Mid-level Immortal Artifacts from their pockets, couldn't they?
Her subordinates were stunned.
If they weren't afraid of insubordination, they would have wanted to feel Jiang Zhi's forehead to check if she had a fever.
That was a Mid-level Immortal Artifact, after all.
However, having followed Jiang Zhi for so long, they still had some trust in her, thinking she might have other arrangements in mind.
So they could only temporarily comply and execute her orders.
"Oh, right."
"These are Senior Lu and Senior Wu. Come quickly and pay your respects," Jiang Zhi hastily introduced, remembering something. "From now on, you shall treat them as you treat me, and their orders must be followed unconditionally."
Upon hearing this,
The subordinates turned their gaze toward Wu Yonghong and Lu Qingshan.
Their brows immediately furrowed.
Two Human Immortals?
"Your Eminence, what is this about?"
Jiang Shang couldn't help but ask, "And these two are?"
"Who they are is not important, and you're not qualified to know yet. What's important is whether you heard what I just said?" Jiang Zhi emphasized sternly.
"Your Eminence, this..."
Everyone's expressions turned unpleasant.
In the immortal cultivation world, strength commanded respect, and whoever had the strongest fist was to be obeyed.
They had all cultivated to the level of Advanced Profound Immortal or even higher, and were considered impressive figures wherever they went. Who among them didn't have some pride?
They had no problem fighting to the death for Jiang Zhi, but to show utmost respect to two Human Immortals was something they found difficult to swallow.
"What, you won't even follow my orders now?"
Jiang Zhi's face turned cold with anger.
These two were the master's people.
When did her group of shortsighted subordinates become so lacking in judgment?
"Perhaps they're relatives or elders from Your Eminence's family," Jiang Shang quickly transmitted his voice to others when he saw Jiang Zhi on the verge of anger. "Since they're family elders of Your Eminence, even if they're only Human Immortals, it's proper for us to show them respect. Quick, pay your respects!"
Hearing Jiang Shang's transmitted message, everyone reluctantly nodded.
"We pay our respects to the two seniors!"
Seeing this, Jiang Zhi's expression improved somewhat, and she then methodically assigned tasks. Seeing everyone executing them strictly, she nodded in satisfaction.
She wouldn't allow any mistakes in the matters the master had entrusted to her.
Looking back at Lu Qingshan and Wu Yonghong, Jiang Zhi said apologetically, "Please don't take offense at their behavior, seniors."
"Haha, it's nothing, we're just Human Immortals after all, no need to be so formal with us," Lu Qingshan and Wu Yonghong laughed dismissively.
"That's good then."
Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.
But thinking of Zeng Rentu, her heart remained heavy with concerns.
Even though she was now at the True Essence Immortal Realm and her perspective had broadened significantly, even though she truly didn't care about Mid-level Immortal Artifacts anymore.
But realistically speaking, she had to admit that while following Yi Feng had elevated her perspective, she still didn't possess any Mid-level Immortal Artifacts herself!
Perhaps she could ask these two for help, and they could effortlessly help her take revenge on Zeng Rentu.
But no matter what, these two were the master's people.
Unless absolutely necessary, she really didn't feel comfortable troubling them.
So she wondered if she should borrow one or two Mid-level Immortal Artifacts from them, return them after she had taken her revenge on Zeng Rentu?
After much internal struggle, she finally gathered her courage to speak to them.
"Seniors, this junior has a request, and hopes that you both might grant it," Jiang Zhi bowed respectfully.
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.)
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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.”
