"My pants, my pants are falling!"
"My clothes, my clothes!"
"My chest is completely exposed!!!"
"The wind is too strong!"
Ye Chuan was carrying Lin Qingyue. Unable to perform a teleportation with another person, after leaving the cave entrance, he transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the Xuanjing City with her.
Lin Qingyue was held in Ye Chuan's hand, fluttering in the wind like a ragged cloth.
"Here, your daughter." Back at the old man's residence, Ye Chuan tossed the person over under the old man's astonished gaze. "Sign for it and give a good review."
"Father!" As soon as Lin Qingyue landed, without a second thought, she threw herself towards the old man.
The old man embraced his daughter, tears streaming down his face, choked up and unable to speak. After learning of his daughter's ordeal, he simply kept kowtowing to Ye Chuan.
"Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you for your life-saving grace!"
Ye Chuan merely said, "Can we discuss the shop matter now?"
"Yes! Of course!" The old man nodded hurriedly.
"If the Immortal Master likes it, I can even give you the shop!"
"Oh?" Ye Chuan wasn't the least bit polite. "Alright, consider it payment for saving your daughter."
He was, after all, a Great Power at the Dao Comprehension realm; people couldn't hire him without offering a hefty sum.
In the end, the old man was overwhelmed with gratitude, thanking him profusely.
After completing the transfer of the land deed, Ye Chuan went to the shop on the commercial street in the west of the city.
The shop was indeed as Mu Qianqian had described, built facing the street, spacious and tidy inside.
"A good spot. Setting up a business here is definitely doable." As Ye Chuan spoke, he noticed his phone vibrating—
He glanced at it and found that within the decoration function on his phone, a layout for a shop had actually appeared.
"Hmm? So, I can freely modify the layout of my own shop?"
"That's not bad."
Ye Chuan was quite familiar with using the renovation function by now.
After setting the desired layout, Ye Chuan waved his hand. The clutter inside the shop was instantly cleared away, the walls were repaired anew, the floor was paved with smooth bluestone, and a huge furnace appeared to the side.
Then, he took out a large piece of ore from his backpack. After cutting it into the shape he wanted, he traced his fingers over it. Moments later—
The seven glittering golden characters 【World's Number One Forging Master】 appeared on the ore. He hung it at the shop entrance, instantly attracting the attention of many cultivators.
World's Number One Forging Master?
What bold claims!
Ye Chuan sat on the sofa he had created through renovation, crossed his legs, and began leisurely drinking tea, waiting for customers to arrive.
He wasn't anxious at all; after all, someone would always come in to test the waters.
Plus, the foot traffic here was very high, so Ye Chuan wasn't worried about a lack of business.
Soon, a disciple wearing sect robes walked into the shop. He was a cultivator who looked to be in his twenties or thirties. As soon as he entered, he noticed Ye Chuan lounging on the sofa and that huge, exaggerated furnace.
The man observed for a moment, then spoke up.
"Boss, with a sign like that, what can you forge?"
"Anything." Ye Chuan said nonchalantly, then glanced at the other's cultivation level—just a Foundation Establishment kid.
Then Ye Chuan said, "Here, I can forge and craft any weapon or magical treasure, and I can also enhance weapons and magical treasures."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of surprise passed through the disciple's eyes. "I understand forging magical treasures, but what do you mean by 'enhance'?"
"I can unconditionally increase the power of your weapons and magical treasures." Ye Chuan said lightly.
"Unconditionally?" Hearing Ye Chuan's words, a trace of suspicion flashed in the disciple's eyes.
"Of course, for spirit stones." Ye Chuan said. "Give me spirit stones, and I can boost your magical treasure's power."
"..."
The disciple clearly didn't believe Ye Chuan's words, as he had never heard of anyone being able to unconditionally increase a magical treasure's power. However, he couldn't see through Ye Chuan's cultivation level, indicating he was certainly not some low-level cultivator.
"So, how long does it take to enhance equipment?" the disciple asked.
If Ye Chuan said it would take several days or months, he was most likely a fraud. The disciple even felt Ye Chuan might run off with the treasure.
But Ye Chuan's next sentence made the disciple's jaw drop.
"Enhancing equipment takes but a few breaths."
"That... that fast?"
"Of course. It's not a difficult task." Ye Chuan pointed to the furnace beside him. "Do you want to try? The first toss only costs one hundred spirit stones."
One hundred spirit stones?!
One hundred spirit stones wasn't a cheap amount for a Foundation Establishment cultivator either, and the disciple felt it wasn't very reliable, as he had never heard of such a thing.
But for some reason, he felt a sense of temptation in his heart and really wanted to try the effect.
"What, you don't dare?" Ye Chuan's gaze fell on the sword at the other's waist.
"If you don't dare, forget it. Take care."
"I... I dare!" Seemingly provoked by Ye Chuan's flippant words, the disciple was stunned for a moment, then strode forward and slapped his own sword onto the table in front of Ye Chuan with a thwack.
"One hundred spirit stones it is! I want to see if it's really that miraculous!"
"Fine." Ye Chuan responded lazily, then picked up the disciple's spirit sword. After all, it was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator; the weapon wasn't high-grade either, just a sword with a bit of spiritual energy.
It couldn't even be considered a spirit artifact.
Under the disciple's watchful eye, Ye Chuan tossed the sword into the furnace as if throwing away garbage.
"You... you just threw it in?!" Seeing Ye Chuan's action, the disciple immediately panicked. "It'll get damaged!"
"Quiet. Just watch." Ye Chuan didn't even lift his eyelids.
Hearing Ye Chuan's words, the man felt, for some reason, as if his own aura was being suppressed.
The furnace shook a few times, and with a whoosh, the sword was ejected, now emitting a faint white glow.
Ye Chuan glanced at its information. +1 enhancement was simple, after all, with a 100% success rate.
"Done. Your weapon has been enhanced. If you want to continue enhancing, the spirit stone cost will increase." Ye Chuan tossed the sword back to the disciple, almost burning him.
"Of course, the higher the enhancement level each time, the greater the improvement."
"You..." The disciple caught the sword, but froze upon gripping it, because he could clearly feel the weapon had become stronger.
Judging by its appearance, it only seemed to have gained a faint layer of fluorescence.
The disciple drew the sword, then exclaimed in surprise, "This..."
"This..."
"This?!" After uttering it three times, the man set aside his earlier doubts and looked at Ye Chuan again with immense respect.
"So miraculous! I can feel my weapon has become stronger!"
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?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?"
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
