Zhou Ke looked up and saw a boy dressed in an unusual manner.
This boy had long, silky hair—so long that at a glance, one might mistake him for a girl.
His attire was plain and simple. If not for the fact that this school only admitted nobles, Zhou Ke would have assumed he was a commoner like himself.
Zhou Ke replied politely, "Yes. Are you one too?"
The long-haired boy let out an excited cry:
"Ahhh, this is amazing!!!"
"I’ve been so nervous, terrified I’d fail the test!!"
"Finally, I’ve met another new student like me!"
"My name’s Zhang Yang. And you are…?"
"Oh, I’m Zhou Ke."
"That’s a rare name. You must be like me, from some obscure minor noble family."
Zhang Yang chuckled, running his fingers through his long hair:
"Hey, I heard there’s a legendary figure among this year’s freshmen!"
Zhou Ke, eager for more information, looked at him with interest. "Do tell."
Zhang Yang grinned:
"Word is, this guy caused a five-second blackout across all of Donghai City yesterday! Even the Ye Family’s financial tower had its lights completely fail—it made headlines!"
"And get this—he pulled off this stunt while still being underage!"
"That same day, he received his Divine Card and got his admission letter!"
"But the craziest part… he got the rarest one—the Plum Blossom Divine Card!!"
Zhou Ke feigned ignorance. "Oh? Is the Plum Blossom Divine Card really that rare?"
"Of course!" Zhang Yang acted like an expert. "I’ve never even heard of anyone in Dragon Country getting one."
"And…" Zhang Yang lowered his voice conspiratorially, "According to two cops who leaked the info, the guy… is a commoner!"
Zhou Ke pressed further. "What’s the big deal about being a commoner?"
Zhang Yang stared at him in shock:
"Are you serious? He’s the only commoner in the entire world to ever receive a Divine Card from the gods! The school made an exception just to admit him!"
"Tsk, tsk, I’d love to meet him in person."
"What makes him so special? Does he have an extra leg or something?"
Zhou Ke played dumb. "No idea. Maybe he’s just really good-looking."
Up ahead, an upperclassman was shouting to maintain order:
"One at a time, no pushing!"
Zhang Yang noticed him and excitedly shook Zhou Ke’s arm:
"Look… look at that guy!"
Zhou Ke squinted at the tall, dark-skinned senior, too far away to make out his features. "What about him?"
"What about him?" Zhang Yang looked at Zhou Ke like he was crazy. "That’s Li Hanfeng! Rumor has it he ranked first in the entrance exams back in his year!"
Zhou Ke had no idea the entrance exams were even ranked, nor whether it mattered.
He nodded vaguely, pretending to understand.
The line for the entrance test was long.
Zhou Ke watched as freshmen at the front stepped through a device resembling a security gate.
[Beep—Magic Energy Level: 3, Divine Card: Diamond 4, Pass!]
[Beep—Magic Energy Level: 5, Divine Card: Spade 6, Pass!]
Zhou Ke quietly asked Zhang Yang:
"Hey, what’s happening up there?"
"It’s the first round of the entrance test. You must know all freshmen have to go through three trials."
"This one’s called the Bloodline Test—it checks if your Magic Energy level meets the standard."
"So what exactly is Magic Energy?" Zhou Ke continued.
Zhang Yang’s eyes widened. "Wait, seriously? You don’t even know what Magic Energy is?"
Zhou Ke made up an excuse. "I grew up in a commoner household. Nobody told me."
Zhang Yang sighed and explained patiently: "Well, you’ve played games, right? You know what combat power is?"
"Magic Energy is an innate energy nobles are born with—kind of like a power level."
"Through training, you can increase your Magic Energy. Once it reaches 10 points, your Divine Card ascends to the next rank!"
His eyes sparkled with excitement:
"Most people never even reach 10 points before graduation—some never do in their entire lives!"
"I’m not aiming that high. As long as my Magic Energy is at least 3, I’ll pass."
Zhou Ke suddenly felt uneasy. "What if it’s below 3? Will the school reject you?"
Zhang Yang waved it off. "Don’t worry. This test is just for bloodline verification. If you’re a noble, your Magic Energy will naturally be at least 3."
"Only commoners have zero Magic Energy."
"So relax!"
Zhou Ke felt even less confident after hearing that.
Suddenly, gasps erupted from the front of the line.
[Beep—Magic Energy Level: 11, Divine Card: Diamond 8, Pass!]
The announcement drew everyone’s attention.
"Magic Energy Level 11? They say 10 is the threshold—no freshman should be able to break it. How did he reach 11?"
"As expected of the Ye Family, one of the Four Great Nobles. Their bloodline is just superior to us minor nobles."
"The Ye Family is the strongest clan after the royal line. Pure blood, endless wealth."
Zhou Ke peered ahead.
A lavishly dressed boy strutted past the gate, looking unbearably smug.
Zhang Yang’s jaw dropped like everyone else’s:
"That’s Ye Lingtian… He actually broke the 10-point barrier before even starting school…"
Zhou Ke asked again, "Who’s Ye Lingtian?"
"Huh?" Zhang Yang was stunned. "You don’t know Ye Lingtian? Okay, do you at least know the financial tower that lost power yesterday belonged to the Ye Family Conglomerate?"
Zhou Ke nodded. "Even commoners know that."
"Exactly. Ye Lingtian is the Ye Family’s young master. He’s arrogant and ruthless—better not cross him."
Before the crowd could settle down, another commotion broke out.
The gate announced another shocking result.
[Beep—Magic Energy Level: 15, Divine Card: Spade Q, Pass!]
The crowd erupted.
"Magic Energy Level 15? Even among the great nobles, this kind of talent is unheard of!"
"Who is this noble lady? Why is she covering herself up so much?"
"True experts stay low-key, huh?"
Zhou Ke studied the girl who had just been tested.
She wore a black face mask and a flowing white dress.
Most striking was her silver hair—an extremely rare sight in Dragon Country.
His gaze drifted to her left wrist.
A silver bracelet glinted faintly in the sunlight.
Zhang Yang exhaled in awe:
"Damn… Two top-tier geniuses in one year?"
"And her Divine Card is a Q!"
Zhou Ke asked again, "What's the difference between Q and the other point values?"
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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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?"
