Ling Xi pushed open the bamboo door. The evening breeze, carrying the unique clear and moist spiritual charm of Purple Bamboo Peak, rushed in, yet it failed to smooth her slightly furrowed brows.
She did not lie down, but simply sat cross-legged on the edge of the bamboo bed, her fingertips resting unconsciously on her knees.
Closing her eyes, fragments of memories from her past life washed over her sea of consciousness silently, like the tide under the moonlight.
Once, she ruled over Tianlan and looked down upon myriad domains. But now, she had become a Core Condensation Realm young girl in the Xuanhuang Great World, taking as her master a peak lord whose depths she couldn't even fathom.
This utter sense of passivity made her uncomfortable all over. It was like suddenly losing her sword on the battlefield; she possessed the soul and knowledge of an Emperor, but lacked the corresponding strength to use them.
A very faint sigh dissolved in the bottom of her heart.
She understood that she had not yet adapted to this identity of a disciple.
In her bones, the pride belonging to an Emperor was still silently clamoring, making it difficult to easily accept the situation of being sheltered and taught.
Her fingertips quietly gathered a wisp of spiritual energy, slowly circulating it along the trajectory of the Heaven Devouring Dao Formula.
The spiritual energy flowed through her meridians like a stream, gently washing away the shackles of her physical body, and also allowing her chaotic thoughts to gradually settle and become clear.
Strength was the foundation of everything.
Rather than speculating in vain, it was better to seize every moment to improve herself.
With her thoughts cleared, the last trace of hesitation in Ling Xi's eyes vanished.
She completely sank her mind, no longer thinking about those things, and fully circulated the Heaven Devouring Dao Formula.
The surrounding spiritual energy was drawn in, converging towards her like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. Even the moonlight shining through the bamboo window seemed to dim a little.
Under the urging of the Emperor-level cultivation technique, her Core Condensation Realm cultivation base began to consolidate and climb, bit by bit.
The next morning, the morning light pierced through the thin mist, shrouding Purple Bamboo Peak in a soft golden glow.
Gu Changge still reclined lazily in his bamboo chair, saying to the system in his mind, "Sign in!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for signing in successfully, obtaining five thousand years of cultivation!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Ultimate Emperor Weapon: Cauldron of Myriad Laws Returning to Ruin!"
Gu Changge's divine sense swept over the cauldron, his gaze pausing on the belly of the cauldron for half a breath, as if weighing something.
"Cauldron of Myriad Laws Returning to Ruin... The cauldron's body is thick and heavy, its Dao rhythm is restrained. If used to stew meat, the heat should be quite even."
Ending his daily routine sign-in, Gu Changge called his three disciples to him.
Ling Xi stood quietly to the side. At this time, she had changed into a neat martial outfit. Her eyes were calm, having completely hidden the ripples of last night deep in her heart.
Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu stepped forward. Xiao Ruobai took out several storage rings of various styles, all brimming with spiritual energy, and respectfully placed them on the stone table in front of Gu Changge.
"Master!" Xiao Ruobai spoke, his voice slightly proud. "These are the harvests junior brother and I got in the secret realm, and some were 'taken' from... uh, from some blind fools who wanted to rob us."
Gu Changge smiled faintly. He casually picked up the ring carved with the Burning Heaven flame pattern, swept his divine sense over it casually, and chuckled.
"Oh, the harvest is indeed not small. That old boy Lie Tianxiong saved up quite a thick fortune for half his life... Look through them yourselves, keep whatever is useful to you."
After speaking, he casually pushed the rings back.
"Yes, Master," Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu replied. Only then did they pick up the rings and send their divine sense inside to search carefully.
"Junior Brother, look at this piece of 'Nether Iron Crystal'. The Yin evil energy is condensed and does not disperse. It's just right for you to temper your Absolute Beginning Sword Intent."
"Mhm, it's indeed suitable," Fang Hanyu nodded.
"Senior Brother, this bottle of 'Dragon Blood Body Tempering Pill' has boundless vitality. It will be of great benefit in polishing the foundation of your War God Physique."
"Good, I need this," Xiao Ruobai grinned.
Just as the two were rummaging, Xiao Ruobai seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned his head to look at Ling Xi, who was standing quietly to the side, and a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Junior Sister, don't just stand there! Come and take a look together! Are there any of these things that are suitable for you? You just joined the sect, you can't be lacking in cultivation resources!"
Ling Xi was slightly startled, seemingly not expecting to be suddenly invited.
She raised her eyes to look at Gu Changge. Seeing that he had no intention of objecting, she then hesitantly took two steps forward and softly confirmed, "Can... can I have some too?"
"Of course!" Xiao Ruobai's tone was a matter of course, even carrying a bit of astonishment as if saying 'is there even a need to ask'.
"You are my junior sister! We haven't even given you a meeting gift yet. Master hasn't given you one, so your senior brother will make it up to you first!"
Saying so, with a movement of his divine sense, he actually extracted several glowing, precious items directly from the ring space and pushed them all in front of Ling Xi.
Spiritual light flickered before her eyes: a bottle of "Jade Marrow Dew Pill" glowing with green clouds, its medicinal fragrance elegant, clearly a top-grade pill for stabilizing the foundation and purifying spiritual energy.
A warm and smooth "Snow Spirit Ginseng" carved with spirit-gathering runes, containing pure wood-attribute life force, and even a small pile of high-grade spirit stones with various attributes and compelling spiritual energy, enough for her to cultivate for a long time...
Although Fang Hanyu didn't speak, he also silently picked out a piece of "Cold Fragrance Frost Jade" glowing with a soft luster like moonlight from a pile of materials. With a flick of his fingertip, the jade lightly landed on top of that pile of treasures. His intention went without saying; this was also for her.
Looking at the pile of treasures that suddenly appeared before her, far exceeding her expectations, Ling Xi was at a loss for what to do for a moment.
On one hand, she was shocked in her heart, curious about what these two senior brothers had actually experienced in the secret realm to be able to so easily take out so many precious resources.
On the other hand, an indescribable warm current quietly surged into her heart.
Although she finally achieved the position of a Great Emperor in her previous life, she came from a humble background. When she first started cultivating, for a low-grade pill that could help her break through, she had squatted in a demonic beast's lair for three days, almost being torn to pieces by the beast horde.
For half an incomplete cultivation technique jade slip, she fought to the death with cultivators of the same level, snatching it only when covered in injuries. At that time, even "trust" was a luxury to her.
So it turned out that the relationship between master and disciple, and between senior and junior disciples, could be like this.
No scheming, no guarding against each other, only frank sharing and unstinting giving.
This atmosphere was more unfamiliar to her than the dense spiritual energy of Purple Bamboo Peak, yet it inexplicably made her tense nerves quietly relax by half.
She took a deep breath, suppressing a trace of imperceptible moisture welling up in her eyes, and pressed that shock and melancholy back to the bottom of her heart.
Her fingertips gently brushed over the cold frost jade and the warm spirit ginseng. She solemnly bowed to her two senior brothers: "Thank you, Senior Brothers, for your generous gifts."
Xiao Ruobai laughed heartily and waved his hand. "Why are you being so polite! If you lack anything in the future, just tell your senior brother!" Fang Hanyu also nodded slightly.
Just at this moment, Xiao Ruobai's movements paused again. His divine sense seemed to have discovered something among that pile of bottles and jars.
A mischievous smile hooked the corner of his mouth as he accurately took out a white jade pill bottle carved with a pattern of a fierce tiger descending a mountain.
He shook it at Fang Hanyu beside him and laughed in a lowered voice, "Hey, Junior Brother, look at this 'Fierce Tiger Blazing Sun Pill'... The medicinal property is fierce enough. It's just right to save it for Martial Uncle Shi."
Fang Hanyu glanced at the pill bottle, the corner of his mouth seemingly curving upward ever so slightly, as if he had already seen the surprised and delighted look on Martial Uncle Shi's face when he received this pill.
He gave a chuckle and said in a low voice, "Mhm, Martial Uncle Shi... will be very pleasantly surprised."
Ling Xi stood to the side, watching her two senior brothers' perfectly synchronized, slightly mischievous banter, listening to them openly discuss giving this kind of "tonic" to their elders.
The sense of alienation and distance in her heart, born from being a newcomer, could not help but melt away a little more.
The spiritual energy at her fingertips quietly settled. A thought she had never entertained before emerged: perhaps temporarily putting aside her pride as an Emperor and staying peacefully at Purple Bamboo Peak would not be a bad thing.
At least here, she would not have to fight to the death for a single medicinal pill, nor would she have to constantly guard against a stab in the back.
Just then, the sound of footsteps came from outside the peak, accompanied by Xuanyangzi's booming voice, drawing closer from a distance.
"Junior Brother Changge! Ruobai! Hanyu! We are here! I heard you guys came back?!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
