"Another monster?!"
A golden streak of light, dazzling like a meteor, seemed ready to scorch through the clouds.
"What is that?!" Wang Yanran gasped.
The three leader-level Molten Rock Lizards and the hundreds of ordinary ones were terrifying enough, but that golden meteor filled her with an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
"Roar?" Sensing the terrifying pressure, the massive Molten Rock Lizards raised their heads and let out furious cries.
At that moment, the golden meteor plummeted straight down!
With a deafening boom, the shockwave swept outward like a hurricane, making everyone's clothes flap violently—some even got blown off their feet!
Amid the billowing dust, faint golden arcs of electricity flickered, and a pair of dark red, eye-like lights glowed ominously.
The oppressive aura made everyone present tremble, stunned by the figure's majestic presence.
"Boom!" Another shockwave dispersed the dust, revealing a beam of sunlight shining down on the golden dragon-shaped armor, refracting a resplendent glow.
So terrifying!
Centered around the golden armor, spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground. He stood there, drawing the gaze of every person and monster present.
Wang Yanran, in despair, raised her walkie-talkie to call for Alliance reinforcements when she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Ugh, I'm gonna puke."
The golden armor seemed to be cradling a figure—a white-haired girl dry-heaving as she dangled limply in Ye Chuan's arms, her limbs and backpack swaying in the air.
When Wang Yanran recognized Lan Xiaoke, her eyes snapped back to the golden armor.
"Ye Chuan?"
Hearing his name, the golden armor turned its head, as if surprised to see Wang Yanran there, and gave a slight nod.
"He's on our side!" Wang Yanran immediately announced, making everyone relax.
If the Molten Rock Lizards had made them feel powerless, the golden armor before them was the kind of foe that would leave them in utter despair.
Feeling the stares around him, Ye Chuan struggled to suppress the grin tugging at his lips.
Realizing no one could see his expression, he finally let it spread wide.
No way, he couldn’t hold it back.
How could this armor be so damn cool?
"ROAR!!!" Before Ye Chuan could act, the Molten Rock Lizards seemed to sense the threat and let out low growls before charging at him!
"Watch out!" Wang Yanran shouted, but she quickly realized her warning was unnecessary.
Ye Chuan’s strength made worrying pointless.
"Oh? Foundation-level monsters? The rift creatures are getting stronger?" Ye Chuan sensed the auras of the leader monsters—already nearing the Foundation stage.
At that level, they could easily wipe out everyone here, since even Wang Yanran, the strongest among them, was only at Qi Condensation.
Ye Chuan casually tossed Lan Xiaoke aside, ignoring her startled "Wah!" as he lightly tapped the ground with his foot.
An invisible ripple spread outward, forcibly halting the charging Molten Rock Lizards mid-movement—as if frozen in place!
The next moment, Ye Chuan simply stood there, unmoving.
He did nothing. Just a flicker of the dark-red visor in his eyes, and the leader Molten Rock Lizards exploded into bloody mist!
"What?!" The super-soldiers present were dumbfounded.
H-how did he do that?
Those leader-level monsters just… popped?
"I am the phoenix reborn, I am my own emperor~"
A background melody kicked in at the perfect moment, syncing flawlessly with Ye Chuan’s radiant golden armor.
But all eyes turned elsewhere—toward Zhang Chao, who was holding up his phone, playing the music. Noticing the stares, he coughed awkwardly.
"Ahem, I just thought it fit the mood."
After Zhang Chao turned off the music, Ye Chuan scanned the remaining Molten Rock Lizards in the distance. He raised a hand, initially planning to summon flying swords to wipe them out, but it didn’t seem to match his current armor’s style.
"Beam."
A low-tier light magic spell erupted—a thick, water-vat-sized ray instantly vaporized dozens of Molten Rock Lizards in the distance, the blinding golden light forcing everyone to shield their eyes.
A few more beams later, only deep trenches and scattered particles of evaporated monsters remained.
"Y-Ye Chuan, we can handle the rest," Wang Yanran quickly spoke up. She wasn’t entirely sure if this figure was really Ye Chuan, but with such an overwhelming presence, who else could it be?
Still, where did he get that golden armor?
Hearing her, Ye Chuan stopped. The remaining Molten Rock Lizards were already paralyzed with fear, trembling uncontrollably.
"Uh, Ye Chuan, monster remains are valuable for research," Wang Yanran explained. They needed materials for studies and equipment crafting.
While Ye Chuan’s instant kills were efficient, they left nothing behind—not even scraps.
"Mn." Ye Chuan acknowledged, then glanced at Lan Xiaoke, who was still dizzy from being tossed around. "Xiaoke, time to work."
"Wah-wah-wah?" Lan Xiaoke looked like she was about to throw up. Floating unsteadily, she whined, "Do I really have to?"
"Get moving. Why else would I bring you?" Ye Chuan crossed his arms, sitting on a rock, the metallic clinks of his armor producing a pleasing friction sound.
"Fine…" Lan Xiaoke didn’t dare complain. Despite being at the Foundation stage, she hadn’t learned any real combat techniques.
She reached under her skirt and pulled out a two-meter-long giant hammer.
Floating to the nearest Molten Rock Lizard—which couldn’t see her due to her ghostly form—she swung down.
"Hyah!"
The hammer crushed the lizard’s skull instantly, its body collapsing lifelessly.
One by one, Lan Xiaoke went around smashing heads. But to the other super-soldiers, it looked like the monsters were being drained by some unseen force.
Just… pop, pop, pop.
After all, aside from a few Wang family members, no one else could see Lan Xiaoke.
"Her combat methods are too limited…" Ye Chuan watched her mindlessly hammering away and considered giving her more techniques.
Right now, she was just bullying weaklings with sheer level advantage—against real opponents, she’d struggle.
The rift monsters were evolving faster than Ye Chuan expected. Foundation-level creatures were already appearing.
Meanwhile, Wang Yanran hesitated, clearly burning with curiosity about Ye Chuan’s armor.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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!
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?!
