Xu Nian'an was ultimately defeated.
Under the barrage of Ye Chuan's fireball technique, his body was sent flying out of the arena like a kite with its string cut.
Xu Nian'an spun uncontrollably through the air,
completing two and a half rotations,
before crashing heavily into the wall and collapsing to the ground with a dull thud.
Compared to the other opponents who had been charred black, Xu Nian'an's injuries were relatively light.
At the very least, he could still struggle to his feet before coughing up a mouthful of bright red blood.
His body swayed, and then he promptly passed out.
"The Xu family concedes!" Xu Nian'an had been the Xu family's strongest competitor in this tournament, and with his defeat, the Xu family knew they stood no chance of winning. They gave up any further struggle.
Second place wasn’t an unacceptable outcome for them.
As for first place? They didn’t even dare think about it—this Huang Haotian was practically a monster, someone even their family head might not be able to defeat.
Shortly after, Elder Xu announced loudly, "First place goes to the Wang family's Huang Haotian!"
After securing victory, Ye Chuan calmly returned to the spectator stands.
The rest of the time would be spent watching the other elite martial families compete for the remaining rankings.
"Ye Chuan, you’ve worked hard!" Wang Yanran couldn’t contain her excitement when she saw him return, her voice trembling slightly.
After all, this was the first time in the Wang family’s history that they had taken first place in the Super Martial Assembly. With the generous rewards from this victory, combined with the ghost-controlling techniques Ye Chuan had taught them, the Wang family’s rise was now unstoppable!
Ye Chuan gave a relaxed smile. "Just doing my job for the pay."
Wang Yanran quickly added, "The 500,000 has already been transferred to your account..."
After a brief pause, she continued, "That 500,000 is my personal payment. The Wang family’s reward is an additional 30 million."
How much?!
Ye Chuan froze for a moment before instinctively checking his phone—sure enough, his account now showed an extra 30.5 million. Combined with the previous 10 million, his balance had skyrocketed to over 40 million!
He hadn’t expected the Wang family to offer him 30 million.
Seemed like they were dead set on investing heavily in him.
What good people.
What a great family.
A literal money tree.
Forty million—without even realizing it, he had become a multimillionaire.
It all felt surreal.
Especially when he saw all those zeros. At this point, he could probably max out any mobile game without a second thought.
Stuffing a massive balance into a tiny app.
"Ooooh~" Lan Xiaoke curiously leaned over, her eyes sparkling as she saw the long string of numbers on his phone.
Noticing her expression, Ye Chuan chuckled. "Xiaoke, want me to share some with you?"
Lan Xiaoke nodded eagerly like a little chick pecking at rice, her face lighting up with an adorable grin. "Yes, yes! Ye Chuan, you’re the best!"
"Alright, I’ll give you 100,000 once you break through to the Foundation Establishment stage," Ye Chuan said with a laugh.
Lan Xiaoke’s smile instantly stiffened, her cute face falling.
This girl was usually lazy and always looking for shortcuts. Getting her to cultivate seriously enough to reach Foundation Establishment would be a real challenge.
At that moment, Old Master Wang hurried over to Ye Chuan, his face full of respect. "Master Ye, we truly owe this victory to you!"
Whether it was the Super Martial Assembly or the ghost-controlling techniques Ye Chuan had taught them, Wang Ba was overflowing with gratitude.
Ye Chuan waved a hand dismissively. "Old Master, we’re friends now. You’re the elder here—just call me Ye Chuan."
"Friends..." Wang Ba paused for a moment at the word, then his face broke into an irrepressible grin.
"Good, good! Ye Chuan, from now on, the Wang family will be your strongest ally, your forever friend! I’ll take you to—ahem."
Mid-sentence, Wang Ba suddenly realized his mistake and coughed awkwardly.
He glanced at Bai Qianshuang, who sat nearby with her usual serene, untouchable demeanor. If she had heard what he almost said, she might think the Wang family was disreputable and forbid Ye Chuan from associating with them.
Checking the time, Ye Chuan figured things were wrapping up. "Old Master, it’s getting late. Mind if I head back now?"
As far as he was concerned, the job was done, the payment received—time to clock out.
Old Master Wang nodded quickly. "Of course, I’ll have Yanran escort you."
After a brief hesitation, he added, "Rest assured, Ye Chuan, I’ll make sure the entire Wang family keeps your identity confidential. To the outside world, you’ll only be known as Huang Haotian."
Ye Chuan gave a faint hum of acknowledgment.
He knew that if the major families really wanted to investigate, they might still uncover his true identity. But since the Wang family had promised secrecy, they’d likely take precautions.
Having a powerful family as an ally was nothing but beneficial—at the very least, it meant solid support in the future.
Just as Ye Chuan was about to leave with Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke, a bespectacled middle-aged man suddenly approached and blocked their path.
"Hold on, Mr. Huang Haotian."
Ye Chuan sized him up. "And you are?"
The man adjusted his glasses. "I’m the assistant to the branch director of the Super Martial Alliance’s Jianghai division."
He gestured toward Old Master Wang. "Elder Wang can vouch for me."
Old Master Wang nodded slightly and explained to Ye Chuan, "Haotian, he’s from the Super Martial Alliance. They must’ve taken notice of your skills and want to discuss something."
Even in front of the assistant, Old Master Wang meticulously maintained Ye Chuan’s alias—proof of his social finesse.
Ye Chuan wasn’t particularly concerned. "If there’s something to discuss, say it directly."
The assistant gave a slight bow. "Our branch director would like to meet with you. Would you be available to come with me now?"
The Super Martial Alliance’s branch director wanted to see him?
Ye Chuan figured it was probably because his performance in the Super Martial Assembly had caught their attention.
"It’s already late. If they want to meet, they can schedule another time," Ye Chuan replied.
Truthfully, in the world of elite martial arts, he was practically invincible. Even if the so-called leader of the Super Martial Alliance wanted an audience, it wouldn’t faze him.
Besides, his dear Bai Qianshuang was right beside him.
Who would dare mess with him?
Unless, of course, they were willing to pay.
Ye Chuan welcomed all money-tree clients.
The assistant froze, clearly not expecting Ye Chuan to brush off the request so casually. After all, this was the branch director of the Super Martial Alliance—someone even the heads of elite martial families might struggle to get an audience with.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
