【Enhancement to +14 Soul Banner Failed!】
Ye Chuan:"......"
Seeing the directly failed Soul Banner, Ye Chuan just felt a chill on the back of his head. He sat in his chair, staring at the information on the screen.
You've got to be kidding me!
You've got to be kidding me!
"I got carried away. I thought I could get three successes in a row." Ye Chuan had been too greedy; after getting it to +13, he wanted +14.
The Soul Banner originally had a triple attribute boost value, now it was directly reset to zero!
"I should've never tried to enhance it." Ye Chuan rubbed his temples. This new feature was simply a money sink; it seemed like no amount of money was ever enough.
But the problem was, the improvement it brought was indeed very substantial.
Spend money to get stronger!
"Let's get it back to +13 first." Ye Chuan bought another pile of protection coupons, then relentlessly started pumping money into the enhancement. He didn't know how much time had passed—first there was the cycle of +4, +5, +6, +7, then over a dozen attempts later, he couldn't even get past +11.
After spending a good few hundred million, a pleasant sound finally rang out.
【Enhancement to +13 Soul Banner Successful!】
"It's back, it's all back." Seeing his Soul Banner back at +13, Ye Chuan silently glanced at the +14 option again.
What if this time... it works?
Last time it failed at +14, surely it'll succeed this time?
Ye Chuan really wanted to give it one more try, but in the end, reason returned, and he forcefully stopped himself because he still had better equipment in his inventory that needed enhancing.
Ye Chuan took out the Demon Sword Beyana from his backpack and looked at its attributes.
【Item: Demon Sword Beyana Dark Gold
Legendary Weapon
A weapon inhabited by a sword spirit, possessing the power to slash souls. The user will have their magic power continuously drained until death.】
The sword in his hand was pitch black, with only thin red lines pulsating like blood vessels.
This was a weapon he obtained from the Aiser Continent back then. In terms of quality, it should be considered the strongest sword in Ye Chuan's possession, but it was rather special—
It was a weapon that directly attacked the soul, meaning it ignored defense and struck at the essence. Because of this unique property, Ye Chuan rarely used it, as it didn't feel quite right to wield.
Moreover, he hadn't encountered any enemies powerful enough to warrant its use.
On top of that, holding this sword would continuously drain his magic power from a distance. One could only say its attack power was immense, and ordinary people couldn't even wield it.
"You're currently stronger than my Soul Banner, so let's get you to +13 first."
Ye Chuan started tinkering with it.
After spending who knows how much money again, the Demon Sword Beyana finally reached +13.
"Nice!"
【Equipment: Demon Sword Beyana Dark Gold
Enhancement Level: 13
Attribute Boost: 300%
+14 Enhancement Success Rate: 22%】
【Proceed with enhancement? Cost: 68,000,000】
Furthermore, after successfully reaching +13, the Demon Sword actually emitted a faint pink glow, its aura appearing even more sinister and terrifying.
Ye Chuan held the pitch-black Demon Sword in his left hand and the pitch-black Soul Banner in his right.
"Hmm, this is more like what a righteous person should look like." Ye Chuan nodded, though getting one sword and one magical treasure to this point had seriously dented his wallet.
"Whatever, as long as the stats are improved."
Ye Chuan no longer cared how much money he had spent; strength was the most important thing.
However, Ye Chuan still couldn't stop thinking about +14 weapons.
He currently had two of them.
Was there a possibility—
That one of the two could succeed?
What if his luck exploded and both could succeed?
This thought lingered in Ye Chuan's mind, refusing to leave. Although, based on the 22% probability, on average you'd need five attempts to succeed once, meaning the most likely outcome was both weapons resetting to zero.
One must know, the cost to make one was over a hundred million; with bad luck, several hundred million.
Even for Ye Chuan, a few more rounds like this and his wallet would start feeling the strain.
"Can't take it anymore."
"Maybe... try one? If it fails, I can still keep one at +13." As Ye Chuan was thinking this, he took a deep breath and placed the Soul Banner into the enhancement slot.
"It's fine, just one try."
Ye Chuan thought for a moment, then switched apps to play a song.
【Go all out, don't overthink it~】
"Charge!" Ye Chuan pressed the button, and the furnace in the enhancement interface began to shake violently. He immediately closed his eyes, waiting for that pleasant sound to ring out.
Succeed!
Succeed!!
"Thud—"
Ye Chuan opened his eyes to find the interface darkened, with a window popping up.
【Enhancement to +14 Soul Banner Failed!】
Ye Chuan:"......"
Forget it, at least I'll keep the Demon Sword Beyana.
But then Ye Chuan thought again, what if Beyana could make it?
"Whatever, one more try." Ye Chuan had completely forgotten his plan to keep one weapon and directly tossed the Demon Sword Beyana in.
"Succeed!"
"Thud—"
【Enhancement to +14 Demon Sword Beyana Failed!】
You've got to be kidding me?!
You've got to be kidding me?!
Not a single one could make it?!
Ye Chuan's vision went dark, and he lay down on the bed, silently staring at the ceiling.
"Gamblers deserve to die."
Ye Chuan felt the pain in his flesh. Although making money was easy now, spending it was indeed like flowing water... no, like a waterfall.
In the end, Ye Chuan painfully spent several more hours getting both weapons back to +13, then directly turned off his phone screen, choosing to calm himself down.
"Alright, alright, no more whaling. Need to calm down."
Ye Chuan sat by the bed for a while, then another thought flashed through his mind. "But if I try one more time and succeed, wouldn't that make up for all the money I just lost?"
"How about... one last time..."
"Chuan Chuan!"
Right at that moment, a voice came from the door, and a familiar ponytailed girl peeked her head in. "Chuan Chuan, Xiaoke just said you encountered something good? That you were laughing really hard."
Luo Xi happened to come home and heard Lan Xiaoke mention that Ye Chuan had suddenly burst out laughing. However, now looking at Ye Chuan, she noticed he seemed to be sweating profusely.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing." Hearing Luo Xi's voice, Ye Chuan seemed to calm down a little.
"Oh? Did something happy happen just now?"
"My strength improved." Ye Chuan said. "So I'm quite happy."
"Oh?" Luo Xi didn't think much of it. "I just bought some angelica and crucian carp. I'll stew some angelica crucian carp tofu soup later."
"Okay."
Luo Xi smiled sweetly, then turned and left the room.
And Ye Chuan finally calmed down. He silently checked his wallet and found over a billion had been spent.
"......"
"Need to calm down. There's still so much equipment left to work on."
Moreover, Ye Chuan also planned to get some enhancements for Qian Shuang and the others, which wouldn't be a small sum either.
"No, I need to make money." Ye Chuan crossed his arms, then finally took out his phone and directly contacted Wang Yanran.
"Hey, Yanran—"
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."
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?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
