Gu Qingfeng decided to begin cultivating the Eternal Night Lamp Technique.
After this battle, he deeply felt the weakness of his own strength. Facing a mere Earth Immortal expert, he had been forced to use a tenth of his power just to defeat them. This left him deeply unsettled, and so, after much reflection, he resolved to train diligently.
Gu Qingfeng estimated that his current strength should be around the level of a Celestial Immortal, one tier above an Earth Immortal.
After all, Earth Immortals were clearly no match for him. As for where he stood among Celestial Immortals, that remained unknown—he had yet to encounter one.
He opened the Eternal Night Lamp Technique and began studying it carefully.
Three days later, he had fully comprehended its profound meaning.
This technique was both simple and difficult.
Simple because it was easy to cultivate—any ordinary immortal could master it.
But the difficulty lay in the fact that the Eternal Night Lamp Technique required igniting one’s magic power to purify impurities. Since it involved ignition, flames were necessary—not ordinary mortal flames, but immortal spirit flames.
Immortal spirit flames were extremely rare and precious, and the Eternal Night Lamp Technique demanded flames of exceptionally high quality.
To be precise, the higher the quality of the flame used to ignite one’s magic power, the stronger the refined magic power would become.
When Gu Qingfeng read this, he couldn’t help but laugh. No need to say more—thanks to his "family," thanks to the Star Extreme Immortal King. Today, he would curse for an extra hour, striving to reunite with his "family" sooner.
Once prepared, he summoned the Star Extreme Demonic Flame. A sinister purple fire blazed fiercely within his dantian.
Following the method of the Eternal Night Lamp Technique, he manipulated his magic power and the flames, igniting the former.
Boom!
A thunderous roar of flames seemed to echo from the void.
Gu Qingfeng’s magic power was set ablaze, burning like oil. Yet, after the combustion, it did not vanish—instead, it condensed into a more crystalline, compressed, and potent form.
Feeling the tempered magic power, he was astonished to discover that its quality had increased by at least a hundredfold.
A hundredfold improvement!!
Was this because the Eternal Night Lamp Technique was so powerful?
No! It was all thanks to his "family"!
The Star Extreme Demonic Flame, as expected of a flame from an Immortal King, was like a nuclear strike when used to refine the magic power of a Loose Immortal. It directly elevated its quality a hundred times over.
If Gu Qingfeng’s previous advantage had been his vast reserves of magic power—though its quality paled in comparison to True Immortals and Earth Immortals—now, things were entirely different. He had grown bigger and stronger, his magic power now thick and unyielding!
However, there was one happy problem: his trillion years’ worth of magic power was simply too immense. Add to that the countless True Immortals and Earth Immortals he had devoured, and even with the efficiency of the Star Extreme Demonic Flame, fully refining it all would likely take a year.
Bored, Gu Qingfeng took out the Prison Demon Sword, once wielded by the Child of Destiny, Chu Fengyang, and began studying it.
The Prison Demon Sword was entirely silver, its blade engraved with mysterious and intricate patterns. Whether judged by material or design, nothing about it gave any clues.
Strangely, even when he struck it with the Nethergod Spear—a top-tier Earth Immortal weapon—the sword remained unscathed.
This proved that the Prison Demon Sword’s grade was undoubtedly high. The only mystery was why its power remained dormant.
Perhaps all its strength was being used to seal the "family" inside.
Gu Qingfeng grew even more eager about the "family" within the Prison Demon Sword. He couldn’t wait to rescue them.
So, he extended his divine sense into the blade.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion seemed to detonate deep within his soul!
Thud!
Gu Qingfeng’s divine sense was forcefully expelled.
Damn it!
Unwilling to give up, he tried several more times, but without exception, he couldn’t penetrate the Prison Demon Sword’s interior, let alone see what was inside.
"Family, can you hear me? This Emperor has come to save you. If you can hear me, make a sound."
Gu Qingfeng called out to the Prison Demon Sword, but after a long silence, only the quiet air answered.
"Damn it, this Emperor refuses to believe he can’t handle a broken sword."
He took out various seal-breaking tools and artifacts capable of corrupting treasures, then recklessly hurled them at the Prison Demon Sword in an attempt to destroy its seals.
These items had been looted from the corpses of experts like Faxu and Guiyin, and now they finally had a use.
Yet, when the seal-breaking powders and corrupting filth landed on the Prison Demon Sword, the blade erupted with a dazzling immortal light, annihilating them all in an instant.
Gu Qingfeng was stunned. He never expected the Prison Demon Sword’s sealing power to be so formidable. The radiant immortal light it had unleashed contained an overwhelming, supreme force—one that even he found slightly unnerving.
If the seal was this strong, then the "family" inside must be beyond imagination.
His urgency grew, but he was at a loss. After much deliberation, he decided to summon Fairy Miaohua. As the strongest among his captives—an Earth Immortal—she surely knew many methods of breaking seals.
Soon, Fairy Miaohua, dressed lightly with whip marks visible on her fair skin, was brought before him by Little Corpse Charm.
"Miaohua, this Emperor has a question for you. If your answer satisfies me, today’s training will be canceled."
By now, Fairy Miaohua had long lost her former arrogance. Though Gu Qingfeng hadn’t personally tormented her, she had suffered enough under Little Corpse Charm’s hands to learn fear.
She couldn’t understand how a woman as beautiful as an immortal could harbor such a venomous heart, employing methods she had never even heard of.
What left the deepest impression was Little Corpse Charm transforming into her likeness and seductively posing before Gu Qingfeng, shattering her sense of shame with every passing second.
Thus, when Fairy Miaohua heard that today’s training would be skipped, she was overjoyed and focused intently on answering the question.
"What is it? Ask away."
Slap!
Fairy Miaohua cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground.
Little Corpse Charm leaned down, pinching Fairy Miaohua’s delicate cheek with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "Have you forgotten the manners I taught you? Or do you want double the training?"
Frightened, Fairy Miaohua scrambled up and bowed respectfully to Gu Qingfeng. "Master, please ask. This servant will answer truthfully."
Gu Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction. "This Emperor has a dear friend—family—sealed inside a sword by vile enemies. This sword is no ordinary object. Even with seal-breaking powders and demonic blood filth, I cannot break its seals. Do you know of any solutions?"
Fairy Miaohua thought for a moment and quickly replied, "Seal-breaking powders and corrupting filth are specialized tools, but they are ultimately not high-grade items. Against a powerful seal, it’s best to seek high-tier seal-breaking artifacts or techniques."
"Oh?" Gu Qingfeng’s eyes lit up. As expected of a mid-tier Earth Immortal—she was indeed knowledgeable.
"Where can I find such things?"
"The Middle Reaches of the Star River."
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.”
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?"
【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.)
