The night deepened, and the lights of Fengyu City gradually dimmed, leaving only a solitary lamp burning in the study of the Liu Family residence.
The candle flame flickered slightly in the night breeze, casting a long shadow of Liu Canglan, who sat gripping a cultivation manual, though his thoughts wandered far away—
Feng Tian's words about the Holy Land echoed like a hammer in his mind.
"Twenty years old and already at the Transforming Spirit Realm… the Holy Land…" Liu Canglan murmured under his breath, his fingers unconsciously tapping the desk.
The memory of Liu Chengfeng's ruined foundation was still fresh, yet the mere thought of the Holy Land's terrifying power—capable of overturning the heavens with a wave of their hand—replaced the fury in his heart with a bone-chilling dread.
The teleportation array was one of the Liu Family's resources, but if its use provoked the Holy Land, not only would the array be lost, but the Liu Family's century-old legacy could vanish overnight.
He took a deep breath, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes replaced by resolve.
"This grudge must be buried deep. For the sake of the Liu Family, the teleportation array must be lent…"
With that, he rose and walked to the window, gazing at the impenetrable darkness outside, hoping this move would secure his family's safety.
"Heh… truly no room for choice, is there, Patriarch Liu?"
Just then, an almost imperceptible surge of spiritual energy spread through the air—gentle in appearance, yet carrying an unyielding authority, like a celestial net enveloping the entire Liu Family estate.
"Who's there?!" Liu Canglan stiffened, immediately releasing his divine sense!
The patrolling cultivators in the estate froze in place, unable to even stir their spiritual energy. Liu Canglan's expression darkened, but before he could muster his own power, his wrist tightened—
Several nearly invisible threads had somehow coiled around his limbs. The spiritual energy emanating from them carried an eerie binding force, locking his body in place, rendering even his fingertips immobile.
"Patriarch Liu, the use of this teleportation array… shall be decided by this old man."
A calm, indifferent voice sounded from the doorway. Without any external force, the wooden door of the study slowly creaked open.
An elderly man in dark purple brocade robes stepped inside. The robes were embroidered with intricate cloud patterns, and a silver token faintly gleamed at the collar—bearing the character "Xuan."
Though his hair was streaked with white, the old man stood tall and upright, his deep, pond-like eyes sweeping over Liu Canglan with a scrutinizing gaze.
Liu Canglan's heart roiled with shock. He could clearly sense that the threads binding him were condensed from pure spiritual energy, and the pressure radiating from the old man far surpassed that of a Transforming Spirit Realm expert—even carrying a trace of the Dao Rhythm unique to those at the Dao Comprehension Realm!
"Who… are you?!"
His voice trembled slightly from disbelief.
Liu Canglan realized that even as a Transforming Spirit Realm cultivator, he wouldn't last three moves against this elder!
Dao Comprehension Realm—and not an ordinary one at that!
Liu Canglan could tell that this old man was even stronger than Feng Tian, the sect master of Fengyu Sect!
The elder's lips curled into a faint smile. With a flick of his hand, the translucent threads tightened slightly, making Liu Canglan gasp for air, his eyes wide with terror.
Even his soul was restrained?!
"This old man is Elder Xuan, affiliated with the Holy Land of Xihua Divine Continent…" he spoke slowly, his tone laced with subtle arrogance.
"That brat, Ye Chuan, killed the Holy Son of the Xuanbing Palace, Bing San, whom I was tasked to protect. Naturally, this grudge must be repaid."
Liu Canglan's pupils constricted. He never imagined that Ye Chuan had offended a cultivator from the Holy Land!
What terrified him even more was that Elder Xuan, despite being from the Holy Land, dared not confront Ye Chuan openly!
What did that mean?
Ye Chuan must have an extraordinary background—at least on par with the Holy Land itself!
What Liu Canglan didn’t know was that Elder Xuan feared Ye Chuan after their last encounter. Not only had he failed to kill him, but he’d been stabbed repeatedly in the waist—nearly losing something far more precious.
And after that humiliation, he had recuperated right here in Fengyu City.
Who would have thought that his divine sense would pick up a familiar scene?
Ye Chuan was at it again—helping others stir up trouble!
The mere thought made Elder Xuan shudder.
Liu Canglan's face darkened. "Our Liu Family is but a minor clan in a remote corner. The conflicts between Holy Lands—"
"Enough." Elder Xuan cut him off, his finger twitching as a translucent thread slithered into Liu Canglan's meridians.
"You need only obey my orders—tomorrow at dawn, you will personally go to Fengyu Sect and pretend to lend the teleportation array to Ye Chuan, claiming the Liu Family wishes to atone for past conflicts."
Liu Canglan's heart sank as he instantly grasped Elder Xuan's plan. "You intend to ambush him at the array? If anything happens to him, his faction will retaliate, and—"
"And his other backers?"
Elder Xuan sneered, his finger flicking again. The thread inside Liu Canglan erupted with violent spiritual energy, sending soul-rending pain through his body. Cold sweat drenched his robes in an instant.
"Patriarch Liu, you seem to forget—your life is in my hands." He stepped closer, his gaze icy.
"Obey, and afterward, I shall ensure the Liu Family retains its standing in Fengyu City—and even avenges its disciples. Refuse, or breathe a word of this…"
He left the threat unspoken, but the threads around Liu Canglan pulsed with a killing chill. The patriarch knew that with a mere thought, they could shred his meridians to pieces.
Staring into Elder Xuan's murderous eyes and weighing his family's survival, the last of his resistance crumbled.
"I… I agree." His voice was thick with despair.
Elder Xuan nodded in satisfaction, withdrawing the threads slightly—though some remained coiled within Liu Canglan's body, like a blade hanging over his head.
"When the array activates tomorrow, I will lie in wait. Remember—no tricks, or not a single soul in the Liu Family will survive."
With that, Elder Xuan's figure blurred, merging into the night as he vanished from the study, leaving Liu Canglan slumped in his chair.
He knew that from the moment he agreed, the Liu Family had stepped onto a path of no return.
This situation had spiraled beyond his imagination. And for a Dao Comprehension Realm expert like Elder Xuan, annihilating the Liu Family would be no difficult feat.
Nor would Fengyu Sect dare oppose a powerhouse of his level—let alone the Holy Land backing him.
"The Liu Family… truly faces calamity this time."
"Why did that fool Liu Chengfeng have to make friends with such a person?"
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?"
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.”
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."
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
