Bai Qianshuang, currently at the early Golden Core stage, naturally noticed the changes in Ye Chuan. There was no way a mid Qi Refinement cultivator could hide it from her.
"Qi Refinement stage? Ye Chuan, how did you manage that?"
The Qi Refinement stage wasn’t anything extraordinary—it was merely the first step on the path of cultivation. At this stage, cultivators only learned to channel spiritual energy to cast spells and nourish their meridians to strengthen their bodies.
But here was the problem—
In a world where spiritual energy was nearly depleted, how had Ye Chuan, an ordinary mortal with no cultivation just days ago, stepped into the Qi Refinement stage?
Bai Qianshuang took a step forward and grasped Ye Chuan’s wrist.
Immediately, she sensed the surging vitality and scorching fire-attribute spiritual energy coursing through him.
"You know the saying, ‘When an immortal touches my head, I receive the gift of eternal life,’" Ye Chuan said casually. "Maybe just being around you like this boosts my strength?"
Bai Qianshuang frowned slightly, puzzled.
Something felt off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Still, she didn’t dwell on it. Perhaps it was just as Ye Chuan said—an unintentional influence from her.
In any case, it was time to eat.
……
After dinner, Bai Qianshuang sat on the sofa, her attention fixed on the television screen.
On the screen, immortals soared through the skies on flying swords, yet their robes remained perfectly still, as if they were standing on solid ground.
Not a single ripple.
"What’s wrong? I told you, it’s all special effects—fake," Ye Chuan said, pointing at the actors. "Look, their clothes don’t even move when they’re flying."
"That’s normal," Bai Qianshuang countered, shaking her head. "When cultivators fly, they set up barriers around their swords. They also use their own spiritual energy to form a protective layer around themselves."
"It’s common for robes to remain undisturbed."
Ye Chuan blinked in surprise. Was that really how it worked?
Had the screenwriters actually gotten it right?
"But I find it strange—why do these dramas keep focusing on romance?" Bai Qianshuang wondered. She had watched a couple of episodes, yet the plot revolved entirely around love affairs, with no mention of cultivation or enlightenment.
"What do you mean?" Ye Chuan asked, glancing at the screen.
"For example, why would a Foundation Establishment female cultivator dare to defy—even threaten—a Mahayana-stage cultivator?" Bai Qianshuang was baffled. In the show, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, driven by her feelings for a male cultivator, framed and threatened a Mahayana-stage female cultivator.
To Bai Qianshuang, this was utterly incomprehensible.
Didn’t she fear being obliterated with a single slap?
"Uh, well," Ye Chuan glanced at the plot and had to admit it was awkward. He could only offer, "Maybe that’s the power of love?"
Bai Qianshuang stood up quietly. "Ye Chuan, I’m going to rest."
"Done watching?"
"No need," she said flatly. "It’s a bit absurd."
"Alright."
At the door, Bai Qianshuang paused, as if remembering something. "Oh, Ye Chuan—"
"Yeah?"
"I think milk tea helps me refine spiritual energy faster," she said, turning her head with a perfectly serious expression on her delicate face.
Ye Chuan chuckled. "Then I’ll order you a cup."
"Thank you." Bai Qianshuang opened the door and added softly,
"Remember… the boba."
Watching Bai Qianshuang retreat to her room, Ye Chuan couldn’t help but grin.
What a dishonest person.
But kind of adorable.
……
Ye Chuan returned to his own room, pushing open the door to reveal a clean, cozy space with a warm wooden aesthetic. He had remodeled it himself.
Not bad at all.
Lying down, he pulled out his phone.
He still had over sixty thousand left.
Hah.
Time for a few spins!
Ye Chuan immediately navigated to the "Draw Physique" page. His current high-grade Fire Mystic Body wasn’t bad, but since cultivation could now run on auto-pilot, why not aim for something better—especially a physique that could speed up cultivation?
Ideally, something like Bai Qianshuang’s.
A thousand per draw.
Ten for guaranteed luck?
Well, it was money he’d earned from Huang Haotian anyway. Ye Chuan didn’t feel too guilty spending it. He decisively dropped ten thousand for a ten-draw.
The next second, a golden light flashed on the screen.
"Did I get it?!" Ye Chuan was stunned. A hit on the first ten-draw?
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Mid-grade Sublime Body. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Low-grade Wood Mystic Body. Added to inventory.]
……
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Low-grade Metal Mystic Body. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Wood Spirit Body. Added to inventory.]
……
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Low-grade Dark Yin Body. Added to inventory.]
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Mystic Dao Body. Added to inventory Gold]
……
Ye Chuan’s eyes locked onto the golden text of the "Mystic Dao Body." He immediately opened his inventory to check the details.
[Item: Mystic Dao Body (Supreme-grade)
No bottleneck when comprehending any cultivation technique or spell. Can cultivate any technique or spell.
Equippable.]
The golden description made Ye Chuan’s heart sink.
Ye Chuan: "……"
Was this strong?
Absolutely. Being able to master any technique was incredible.
But here was the problem—
Ye Chuan could learn any technique with a single tap on the screen. No bottlenecks, no difficulties.
In other words, he already had this ability built-in.
"What a waste. I’d have preferred an upgraded Fire Mystic Body—something like the Blazing Inferno Body." Ye Chuan sighed. Even if it was a gold-tier physique, he had no intention of replacing his high-grade Fire Mystic Body.
Still, it could be used for synthesis. At least it was a supreme-grade base—there was a chance to push for a peerless-tier physique.
Ye Chuan consoled himself. It was just two days’ worth of rent.
He glanced at the remaining low and mid-grade physiques in his inventory and decided to merge them all.
Like playing a matching game, his fingers flew across the screen.
In the end, only two purple-tier physiques remained.
[Item: High-grade Ice Mystic Body]
[Item: High-grade Dark Mystic Body]
Supreme-grade probability:
"Tch." Ye Chuan hesitated for a moment. "Screw it—let’s go!"
Merge!
[Congratulations! You have obtained: Celestial Lone Star Body. Added to inventory Gold]
Success!
Ye Chuan slammed the table in excitement—but his joy faded as soon as he read the name.
[Item: Celestial Lone Star Body (Supreme-grade)
A cursed fate that brings misfortune to loved ones, destined for a life of solitude.
However, it grants the ability to turn calamity into fortune. Absorbing others’ misfortune strengthens the user.
Equippable.]
Ye Chuan stared at the two golden physiques in his inventory, deep in thought.
Wait.
This isn’t right.
None of these are usable?
Silently, he dragged the two physiques together.
Peerless-grade probability:
Go for it?
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?"
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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?!
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)
