Half an hour later, Ye Chuan finally left the place, satisfied after taking all the spirit stones from the entire Tianqian Sect.
"Elder, the sect leader... that Sect Leader Qin is terrifyingly powerful. In the blink of an eye, he took all the spirit stones and treasures from our vault," the elder said with a bitter expression.
He had never seen anything like this before.
Even a robbery wouldn’t have been this fast!
After sensing that Ye Chuan’s aura had completely vanished, Qiu Shuiyue slumped weakly into her chair to rest.
"Enough... this truly is divine retribution. From today onward, the sect’s spirit stone and pill allowances will be reduced to one-tenth of the original amount."
"What?!"
"What do you mean 'what'? This is all your fault!" Qiu Shuiyue snapped coldly.
"Y-yes, Sect Leader..." The elder was on the verge of tears. It seemed they would have to tighten their belts from now on.
"Qingyun Sect... once my master from the Holy Land returns, I won’t let you off so easily." Qiu Shuiyue’s eyes gleamed with icy resolve. This grudge would not go unavenged!
The Tianqian Sect was no pushover. The fact that Qiu Shuiyue had reached the Soul Transformation Realm at just three hundred years old was entirely due to her master’s backing from the Holy Land. However, since her master was currently in seclusion, she would not reveal her connection unless it was a matter of life and death, lest she bring trouble to those behind her.
"Qingyun Sect... Qin Tianya!"
"Just you wait!!"
......
"Crab fishing~ I love crab fishing~" Ye Chuan hummed cheerfully as he strolled through the clouds, his mood excellent after plundering an entire sect. His haul had been substantial.
"Though next time, maybe I should disguise myself better?" Ye Chuan mused, feeling his impersonation hadn’t been flawless.
Fortunately, he still remembered Qin Tianya’s appearance. A proper disguise would be more fitting next time.
"Hum~ hum~" Ye Chuan’s figure flickered as he teleported through space.
The capital of the Western Luo Kingdom wasn’t too far away. When he was close enough, he chose not to teleport the rest of the distance, instead enjoying the sensation of flying through the sky.
Back home, flying was risky—accidentally colliding with an airplane or something could hurt people.
But here? If he hit something, so be it.
Try complaining to my Soul Transformation physique.
Soon, Ye Chuan spotted a sprawling city below. Judging by its layout, this had to be the capital of the Western Luo Kingdom.
Though not a major power, the kingdom’s capital was rather splendid, with walls made of mystic stone engraved with formations.
What surprised Ye Chuan, however, was that the formations were already broken, their spiritual energy leaking out uncontrollably. Worse, smoke rose from multiple spots within the city, and faint cries of distress echoed in the air.
"Oh?" Ye Chuan extended his divine sense and quickly detected the auras of Ademi and Cang Wu in the palace at the city’s center.
"Was this city attacked?"
"Doesn’t seem quite right."
Moments later, he spotted several soldiers at the city gates desperately fighting against a man dressed like a cultivator.
......
"Hold him back! Avenge our brothers!" The soldier was covered in blood, every wound crusted with ice crystals. Gritting his teeth, he gripped his weapon and struggled against the man before him.
"Mortal fools. You’ll never learn the consequences of defying us immortals," the man sneered, his voice soft yet venomous. He wore pristine white robes.
"Do you even know what crime your Western Luo Kingdom has committed?"
"Daring to collude with demonic cultivators to murder our sect’s disciples—and even our Holy Son!"
"Today, the Western Luo Kingdom will be erased from this continent!"
With a flick of his ice fan, the white-robed man summoned several freezing gusts of wind that swept toward the soldiers. In an instant, the men at the front turned into ice sculptures.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
The remaining soldiers tried to fight back, but their bodies were already freezing solid.
"I’ll freeze your bodies but leave your consciousness intact. Let your flesh slowly crumble under the frost of my ice spiritual energy. Hehe, I’m such a kind soul—I didn’t even kill you outright." The white-robed man chuckled, his smile cruel.
His gaze drifted and landed on a little girl cowering in a corner, injured from a fall.
"M-mommy... I’m scared." The girl tried to move but couldn’t stand due to the frozen wound on her knee.
"Oh? What a precious little thing. Perfect for freezing and adding to my collection." The man lifted her by the collar, delighting in the terror on her face.
"Come on, smile for me?"
As he spoke, cold energy seeped from his fingers.
"Buzz—"
A silent sword qi flashed.
The white-robed man froze—then realized his entire arm had been severed.
"AHHHHHHH!!!" His shrill scream pierced the air as he stumbled back.
A figure had already caught the girl in one arm.
"Who are you?!" the man snarled, both furious and fearful.
"Just a passing... invincible expert." Ye Chuan tilted his head, studying him. "Remember that."
"You—?!"
"Ice Profound Palace?" Ye Chuan’s eyes flicked to the man’s robes. "Huh."
"Since you recognize us, you must know what’s happening," the man spat. "I am Bing Ya, the Ice Profound Palace’s chief disciple!"
"And I’m Dragon Fang," Ye Chuan said dryly. "So the Ice Profound Palace is here... meaning you came for Ademi?"
"She conspired with demonic cultivators to murder our Holy Son! She deserves death!" Bing Ya hissed. Unable to gauge Ye Chuan’s strength, he focused on staunching the bleeding from his severed arm while plotting an escape.
Suddenly, Bing Ya lunged, his fan unleashing a barrage of icy blades.
"Ice Profound Art—Frozen Slash!"
Ye Chuan didn’t even dodge. A mere pulse of his aura shattered every blade midair.
"?!" Bing Ya’s face paled. Realizing Ye Chuan’s cultivation far surpassed his own, he turned and fled without hesitation.
As he ran, he dispersed a thick mist of ice to obscure his escape—a technique his sect prided itself on for evading pursuit.
In an instant, the streets were engulfed in a freezing haze, visibility reduced to nothing. Even divine sense couldn’t penetrate it.
"Think you can run after letting out an icy fart?" A voice spoke right behind him.
Bing Ya felt an invisible force crush down from all directions. His body twisted—
"BOOM!"
Blood mist mingled with the ice fog.
Ye Chuan had reduced Bing Ya to nothing but a mangled pulp with a single thought, leaving only his soul hovering in the air.
"Come here." Ye Chuan pulled out a soul banner.
"You—you’re that demonic cultivator?!" Bing Ya’s soul shrieked.
"Demonic cultivator? Watch your mouth." Ye Chuan’s brow twitched. "Punishment: ten Black Dragon souls will take turns beating you inside."
Chains shot from the banner, impaling Bing Ya’s soul and dragging it in.
"NO! NOOOOOO—!!!"
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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?"
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?!
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?"
