"Ha ha ha ha..."
The colossal face in the sky erupted with thunderous laughter.
"Ant, I must admit you’re quite humorous—you’ve successfully amused this Sovereign.
As a reward, I’ll grant you a chance to beg for mercy."
As soon as the words fell, the enormous face in the sky instantly condensed and vanished without a trace.
Before Gu Qingfeng and Ye Wuyou, a white-robed youth abruptly appeared.
This youth had a fair complexion, handsome features, and an air of refined elegance, like a noble young master untouched by the world’s filth. Yet his eyes alone were like two abyssal whirlpools, impossible to meet directly.
The white-robed youth calmly looked at Ye Wuyou and spoke indifferently: "As for you, little one—come and receive your punishment!"
The moment the word "punishment" was uttered, a murderous aura shook the heavens, and the clouds above shattered violently.
Ye Wuyou: "......"
He didn’t understand why his foster father was the one who killed and caused trouble, yet he was the one being punished in the end.
Was it simply because his foster father looked like a harmless mortal, while he was a Profound Immortal?
But... I’m still just a kid!
Damn it!
"Ke ke ke ke..." Gu Qingfeng suddenly laughed, staring straight at the white-robed youth as if eyeing a prime piece of prey.
"A Golden Immortal? So the Starveil Immortal Dynasty finally sent a dog with some weight."
The white-robed youth’s gaze instantly turned icy. "That is something this Sovereign cannot pretend not to have heard."
"It was meant for your ears, you imbecile! If you didn’t hear it, wouldn’t that make you deaf?" Gu Qingfeng sneered.
The white-robed youth’s expression darkened further. As his anger rose, the world itself seemed to respond—dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed, and the earth trembled, cracks spreading like spiderwebs.
Witnessing this, Ye Wuyou’s heart quivered.
To influence the heavens and earth with mere movements—this was the power of a Golden Immortal? Damn it, the gap is too vast.
Foster Father, please stop talking and just run!
"Very well, mortal." The white-robed youth laughed in extreme fury. "Originally, given your humor, I intended to—"
"Shut your mouth, you whelp!" Gu Qingfeng cut him off. "Did this Emperor permit you to speak? What delusion makes you think you’re worthy of addressing me?"
Beside him, Ye Wuyou stared blankly at his foster father, utterly dumbfounded.
Foster Father... have you always been this bold?
The white-robed youth’s abyssal eyes turned frigid, as if the gates to hell had swung open, radiating a sinister and terrifying chill.
Without another word, he clenched his fist—and the Heavenly Prison of Ten Thousand Thunders trapping Gu Qingfeng and Ye Wuyou instantly shrank, attempting to crush them slowly.
Ye Wuyou couldn’t hold back any longer. He summoned a terrifying bloodflame in his palm and hurled it at the prison with all his might.
Pfft!
Like a feeble fart, the bloodflame burst apart and dissipated.
The Heavenly Prison contracted deliberately slowly, clearly a psychological tactic by the white-robed youth to instill despair.
And it worked—Ye Wuyou couldn’t take the pressure. He didn’t want to die.
"Foster Father, we should—"
Before he could finish, a deafening BOOM erupted.
Gu Qingfeng threw a single punch.
Endless demonic light erupted, coalescing into a shockwave that seemed capable of piercing through the cosmos itself, slamming into the Heavenly Prison.
The countless thunder pillars shattered instantly.
The sky cleared of lightning, leaving only the boundless demonic radiance.
"Oh?" The white-robed youth’s eyes flickered with surprise. "That punch was nearly at the peak of the Profound Immortal realm. So, you’re the one who massacred the Border Pass."
Yet he remained unshaken, as if the destruction of his Heavenly Prison meant nothing.
"Interesting. A mere mortal with strength rivaling a peak Profound Immortal... You must harbor great secrets. Coincidentally, this Sovereign has always enjoyed uncovering secrets."
"Too much damn talking." Gu Qingfeng scoffed.
"Indomitable Demon King Form!"
A surge of demonic energy exploded outward as Gu Qingfeng’s body expanded—the Eight-Armed Demon God manifested once more.
He knew full well that this Golden Immortal was the strongest foe he had faced thus far, leagues beyond Celestial or Profound Immortals.
The ranks of immortals were as follows: Loose Immortal, True Immortal, Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Profound Immortal, Golden Immortal, Great Luo Golden Immortal, and Immortal King!
The gap between each realm was like climbing the heavens.
Though Gu Qingfeng now slaughtered Celestial Immortals like chickens and toyed with Profound Immortals like dogs, against a Golden Immortal? The odds were uncertain. The disparity was simply too vast.
That was why he unleashed his full power from the start.
His goal was simple: test the waters. If he could win, he’d devour his foe. If not... well, he’d just have to reveal his noble identity and make the other kneel and call him "Father."
Was that fair?
Absolutely fair.
"Oh? Strength surpassing a Profound Immortal. Pity—still inadequate." The white-robed youth remarked with unshakable confidence.
Ignoring him, Gu Qingfeng struck with all eight demonic arms simultaneously. Eight streams of overwhelming power merged into one, shaking the heavens and earth, churning the very fabric of reality.
The force was apocalyptic, a maelstrom of destructive energy threatening to annihilate all in its path.
Yet the white-robed youth merely smiled, standing motionless as the attack landed.
BOOOOM!
The collision was like two suns crashing in the void, unleashing a cataclysmic shockwave.
The white-robed youth was swallowed by the devastation.
But moments later, as the energy dispersed, his figure reappeared.
He glanced at Gu Qingfeng’s fist embedded in his chest—his once-pristine robes now torn, his flesh broken, revealing a glimpse of golden bone beneath.
Gu Qingfeng’s punch had been halted by that radiant skeleton.
His brow furrowed slightly. So this is a Golden Immortal? The 'gold' refers to these bones?
Damn, they’re hard! To think they could block this Emperor’s full-force strike.
Time to reveal my identity.
But just as he prepared to do so—to make his opponent kneel and call him "Father"—the white-robed youth spoke again.
"Not bad. To break even a layer of this Sovereign’s flesh... you may take pride in that."
The smug, condescending tone was infuriating.
And it sealed his fate.
As the ancients said, the tongue invites calamity—and those words were no mere proverb.
Unaware of the danger, the white-robed youth continued, "Unfortunately, you face a Golden Immortal. Do you know what else we are called? Gold signifies the indestructible. Thus, the true title of a Golden Immortal is—Indestructible Golden Immortal!
No matter how strong you are, you will never shatter this Sovereign’s Immortal Bones! Therefore—"
"You know what?" Gu Qingfeng interrupted.
"You didn’t have to die."
The white-robed youth frowned, his piercing gaze locking onto Gu Qingfeng’s matter-of-fact expression.
"But unfortunately, you’re about to. Because this Emperor despises two types of people most in life: those who deny me the chance to show off... and those who dare show off in front of me."
A chilling smile spread across Gu Qingfeng’s face.
"You, unfortunately, are the latter. So—"
"Die."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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?"
