Next came a clattering sound as supreme-grade spirit stones piled up like a small mountain. The pure spiritual energy was so dense it almost liquefied into rain!
There were also various jade bottles filled with pills, such as Source Consolidating Pills and Soul Condensing Heaven Pills...
With every item taken out, Fatty Wang's mouth opened a bit wider and his eyes grew a bit rounder. By the end, his jaw was practically on the floor, and his mouth was open wide enough to stuff a goose egg inside.
Oh... oh my god...
Fatty Wang's voice trembled as he pointed at the pile of items, his finger shaking like he was having a seizure.
B-Big bro... Second bro... Did you guys dig up the ancestral graves of some Sacred Land?! This... Spirit Marrow! Dao Enlightenment Tea! A mountain of supreme-grade spirit stones! Mother of god... Even if I, your Lord Fatty, looted corpses until the end of time, I wouldn't even touch the scraps of these treasures!
Xiao Ruobai replied casually, Given by our Master.
It was as if these supreme treasures, which were enough to set off a storm of blood and carnage in the outside world, were nothing more than ordinary dry rations.
Fang Hanyu, meanwhile, had already calmly begun dividing the area, preparing to set up a Spirit Gathering Array.
Off to the side, Ling Qiong was completely petrified.
The bellyful of lectures and complaints he had prepared were now completely stuck in his throat; he couldn't spit out a single word.
He stared blankly at the pile of treasures, then looked at the indifferent faces of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, before finally resting his gaze on the fat guy who looked like he had never seen the world.
Stormy waves surged in Ling Qiong's heart. Given by their Master? Just what kind of background does their Master have?! To casually bestow things like Dao Enlightenment Tea, such divine items?
This foundation... is probably more terrifying than some Sacred Lands! No wonder... no wonder this kid didn't care much about the Heaven Reaching Tower... Damn it, does he usually use these things for cultivation?!
In an instant, Ling Qiong felt how ridiculous his previous complaints of unrecognized talent were.
Compared to their cultivation conditions, the Heaven Reaching Tower... seemed... indeed... not that indispensable?
Suddenly, an unprecedented urge to cling tightly to their coattails wildly grew within Ling Qiong's remnant soul!
Xiao Ruobai seemed to only just notice Ling Qiong's presence and looked at him. Senior Ling, we are going to break through to the Heaven and Human Realm here. Sorry for the intrusion.
No intrusion! No intrusion at all!
Ling Qiong shivered and instantly put on his most respectful and enthusiastic smile, floating forward and bowing. Rest assured, young friend! I, Ling Qiong, will definitely do my utmost to protect you while you cultivate!
Xiao Ruobai said no more. He sat cross-legged in the center of the array, surrounded by supreme-grade spirit stones and numerous heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and closed his eyes.
The prelude to breaking through to the Heaven and Human Realm officially began!
Inside the Heaven Reaching Tower, the dense spiritual energy was so thick it practically materialized. Milky-white spiritual mist swirled and rose, making the space look like a fairyland.
Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu sat cross-legged facing each other in the eye of a massive Spirit Gathering Array meticulously outlined with a sea of supreme-grade spirit stones.
At the core of the array's eye, the bowl-sized Innate Spirit Marrow emitted a hazy halo, containing the aura of the origin.
Upon drinking the Dao Enlightenment Tea, it was as if countless Great Dao runes were being born and destroyed, floating and sinking, helping their minds deduce and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth at an incredible speed, especially the Dao of destruction and rebirth contained in that palm print.
The two of them slightly closed their eyes, their breathing long and steady, quickly entering a deep meditative state of selflessness.
Om!
As the array was completely activated, a terrifying suction force erupted from their bodies!
The Spirit Marrow melted at a visible rate, turning into wisps of incomparably pure, grayish origin energy containing innate Dao patterns. Like rivers flowing into the sea, it actively drilled into their limbs, bones, meridians, and acupoints, wildly nourishing and transforming their physical bodies and the foundation of their divine souls.
The mountain of supreme-grade spirit stones let out continuous crisp cracking sounds, turning gray and shattering at an astonishing speed, ultimately turning into fine powder!
The massive amount of pure spiritual energy contained within was frantically extracted, forming two huge, visible spiritual energy vortexes that poured into their bodies like a surging funnel.
Beneath the skin all over Xiao Ruobai's body, dark golden ancient battle tattoos flowed like water waves. They were no longer just surging, but resonating with a deep and majestic hum, like a dragon vein awakening deep within the earth.
The mountain of supreme-grade spirit stones disappeared at a visible rate. The rate of spiritual energy consumption was downright terrifying!
This was the astonishing consumption brought about by the War God Physique and the Primal Chaos Sword Physique breaking through at the same time!
For Xiao Ruobai's War God Physique, the sublimation of every inch of flesh and blood and every wisp of his battle soul was like a bottomless pit, needing to devour an unimaginably majestic amount of energy.
Fang Hanyu's Primal Chaos Sword Physique was even more so. For the Primal Chaos Sword Qi to complete its final qualitative change and evolve into the phenomenon of splitting heaven and earth, the origin power required was an astronomical figure!
Their bodies seemed to have transformed into two massive primal chaos vortexes. Especially Fang Hanyu, whose surrounding sword qi flowed and not only devoured spiritual energy but also faintly absorbed the surrounding light, sound, and even some spatial fluctuations, returning them to primal chaos and refining them for his own use.
This predatory devouring far exceeded common sense!
Watching the mountain of supreme-grade spirit stones, which was enough to cause a storm of blood and carnage in the outside world, rapidly slim down, Fatty Wang watched with his heart pounding in fear, his fat face twitching.
Mother of god... How is this cultivation? This is practically burning spirit stones! What are their bodies made of? They eat way too much!
However, facing this terrifying consumption, Xiao Ruobai didn't even furrow his brow.
With a thought, a Heaven-grade Spirit Vein, radiating majestic and pure spiritual energy, meandering like a dragon, and seemingly flowing with spiritual liquid inside, was taken directly out of his storage magical treasure. Like a slumbering spiritual energy dragon, it stretched across the space within the tower!
H-Heaven-grade Spirit Vein?!
Fatty Wang's eyes practically popped out as he cried out in shock.
Big bro! This... this is a foundation that can sustain a large-scale sect for a thousand years without declining! You just take it out... to burn as firewood?!
The tower spirit, Ling Qiong, trembled so hard in his soul form that he almost couldn't maintain his spiritual arts.
A Heaven-grade Spirit Vein was a strategic resource even in a Sacred Land, yet right now it was being used so extravagantly for a personal breakthrough!
Xiao Ruobai, however, acted as if he hadn't heard a thing.
As soon as the Heaven-grade Spirit Vein appeared, spiritual energy pure to the extreme flooded the two of them instantly, like a burst river.
The majestic energy converged into his meridians. His War God Physique let out a joyous rumble, like encountering sweet rain after a long drought, greedily yet orderly absorbing this unprecedented baptism of energy, pushing his life origin to leap toward a higher level.
Supported by the nearly infinite source of the Heaven-grade Spirit Vein, the terrifying consumption suddenly seemed no longer fearsome. The breakthrough process became smoother and more majestic, carrying a kind of composure and domineering aura that came from an absolute abundance of resources.
Fang Hanyu's Primal Chaos Sword Physique was the same. As if having found the most suitable nourishment, the circulation of the Primal Chaos Sword Qi became increasingly profound and abstruse.
Supported by the nearly endless pure origin of the Heaven-grade Spirit Vein, the already overflowing accumulation within the two men's bodies finally broke through the final critical point.
There was no earth-shattering impact, no arduous and painful struggle.
Everything happened as naturally as a flowing river forming a channel.
Om!
A clear and melodious chime, akin to the very first sound of the Great Dao at the dawn of creation, resonated from the deepest depths of their life essences, instantly sweeping across that entire level of the Heaven-Reaching Tower!
Following this resonance of the Dao, the auras of Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu underwent an earth-shattering qualitative transformation!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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?"
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."
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.”
