"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, fellow daoist... no, Senior! Senior!" The three Heavenly Punishment Sect elders scrambled to their feet, not even bothering to dust themselves off, their faces pale as they waved their hands frantically, their voices trembling.
They had originally come here after receiving a message from their sect's communication token—learning that the life tablets of several disciples and an outer sect elder had shattered. Following the residual aura, they arrived at this place, only to immediately run into a formidable opponent—a Spirit Manifestation realm cultivator!
Spirit Manifestation!
Spirit Manifestation!
To think it was actually Spirit Manifestation!
How could a powerhouse of this level suddenly appear in such a remote region? And judging by his appearance, he was so young! The three elders were both shocked and terrified, even their breathing becoming cautious.
This was a level of strength comparable to their sect's ancestral founder!
Yet Ye Chuan paid no attention to their panic, speaking indifferently, "This venerable one is Qin Tianya, Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect from the Donghua Divine Continent."
"Today, I merely passed through this place to gather some spirit herbs and fruits, only to be threatened and attacked without reason by your sect's disciples and outer sect elder. Naturally, I erased them with a mere flick of my hand."
His tone suddenly shifted, his gaze turning icy. "What? Do the old fools of your Heavenly Punishment Sect have a problem with that?"
Qingyun Sect?!
The three elders' eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at the mention of those words, their fear deepening even further.
Though exchanges between the Donghua Divine Continent and this region were rare, they had long heard of the Qingyun Sect's reputation as one of the "Upper Three Sects"—let alone the rumors that Qin Tianya and the sect's elders had long since broken through to the Dao Comprehension realm!
Was this man truly the legendary Qin Tianya?
They couldn’t believe anyone would dare impersonate a Dao Comprehension realm powerhouse—after all, the prestige of such figures wasn’t something one could casually misuse. If exposed, the consequences would be worse than death.
"Y-You are Sect Master Qin?" The white-haired elder at the front stammered, his earlier arrogance completely gone.
The strongest expert in their Heavenly Punishment Sect, who had secluded himself and was practically halfway into his coffin, was only at the Spirit Manifestation realm. Now that they had run into a Dao Comprehension realm supreme, how could they dare show even a hint of defiance?
The cultivation world was one where the strong preyed on the weak—only those with power could speak reason. At this moment, they could only curse their own blindness for failing to recognize the depth of this man’s strength.
The white-haired elder quickly bowed deeply, his posture as humble as possible.
"So it was Sect Master Qin gracing us with his presence! We juniors were blind and foolish, offending you earlier. We beg for your magnanimity and ask that you grant our Heavenly Punishment Sect a chance to make amends! We will surely offer generous compensation and ensure not the slightest neglect!"
Compensation?
The coldness on Ye Chuan’s face instantly faded, his tone softening, even carrying a hint of warmth. "Oh? And how much compensation are you planning to offer?"
The moment these words left his mouth, the three elders froze, exchanging glances, stammering and unable to speak.
Well, this was awkward.
The mention of "compensation" had just been a polite gesture to placate this supreme expert—who would’ve thought he’d be so blunt, directly asking for specifics!
Right, what could they even offer?
This was a Dao Comprehension realm cultivator—would their Heavenly Punishment Sect’s meager resources even catch his eye? The three elders broke into a cold sweat, their minds racing.
For the first time, their sect’s treasures felt embarrassingly inadequate.
How humiliating.
The white-haired elder reacted quickly, trying to smooth things over. "Sect Master Qin, the scale of compensation is beyond our authority to decide. Why not accompany us back to our sect? We will immediately report to our sect master and prepare fine tea to properly receive you. How does that sound?"
Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. "Where is your sect?"
"In that direction, about seventy or eighty li ahead. There’s a mist-shrouded valley—that’s our location." The white-haired elder hurriedly pointed to the left, afraid that any delay in answering might provoke displeasure.
Ye Chuan glanced in the indicated direction and said coolly, "Keep up with my speed."
The moment his words fell, he tapped the ground lightly with his toes, his figure instantly transforming into a blur as he vanished without leaving even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.
"Where did he go? How did he disappear so suddenly?" One elder exclaimed in shock, frantically releasing his spiritual sense to search, yet failing to detect even a wisp of aura.
Another elder’s expression changed drastically. "He seems to have headed straight for our sect! I… I can’t even track his presence!"
"Could it be… spatial tearing?!" The white-haired elder sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes filled with terror. The ability to casually tear through space—this level of power was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested of the Dao Comprehension realm!
The three elders exchanged glances, seeing nothing but despair in each other’s eyes. At this point, they didn’t dare hesitate for even a second, gritting their teeth as they gave chase—this time, their Heavenly Punishment Sect would have to pay dearly to get through this.
For now, they could only take things one step at a time, praying their sect master could offer enough to appease this supreme expert.
They raced at full speed, terrified of falling behind and being devoured alive by the senior.
……
Using spatial teleportation, Ye Chuan arrived at the distant sect in the span of a single breath.
[Heavenly Punishment Sect]
Hm.
Good name.
Your heavenly punishment has arrived~
Ye Chuan stood mid-air, instantly drawing the attention of the Heavenly Punishment Sect’s elders and disciples. Seeing him hovering without relying on any artifacts, some cultivators seemed to realize something.
A Nascent Soul expert?
But Ye Chuan’s bright yellow Pikachu pajamas were far too eye-catching, the yellow ears on the hood fluttering in the wind, completely lacking the solemnity of a traditional cultivator.
One elder, unable to gauge Ye Chuan’s depth, flew up to meet him, careful not to show any disrespect. "May I ask why you’ve come to our Heavenly Punishment Sect?"
"I killed a few of your disciples and elders. Now I’m here to demand an explanation," Ye Chuan said.
You killed our people… and now you’re demanding an explanation from us?
The elder froze for a few seconds, as if his brain couldn’t process the words. Once he finally understood, his expression darkened, and he let out an infuriated laugh.
"Good, good! You think our Heavenly Punishment Sect has no one capable?!"
"I’ll show you right now what happens when you provoke the Heavenly—"
"WAIT!!!!!!!!"
A thunderous roar came from the distance. The elder paused, looking up to see an old man clamping a hand over his mouth while his other arm locked him in a tight embrace.
"?" The elder’s face flushed red.
The elder restraining him was drenched in cold sweat. "T-This is an honored guest of our Heavenly Punishment Sect! Do not be rude!"
"Honored guest?" The restrained elder said, muffled. "He just admitted to killing our outer sect elders and disciples!"
"They deserved it."
The muffled elder’s eyes widened in disbelief. "?"
What’s wrong with you today?
"Those were outer sect elders and promising disciples—the future foundation of our Heavenly Punishment Sect!"
"Your words will chill the hearts of all our disciples!"
"This is a Dao Comprehension realm supreme—Qin Tianya, Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect."
"D-Dao Comprehension realm?" The elder’s expression stiffened for a moment before shifting abruptly.
"...Right, they deserved it. Honored guest, please come inside."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
