Senior... Senior Gu!
The Wild Bull lowered its head with great difficulty, its voice carrying a hint of a sob.
Today's meat... can we cut it from somewhere else? The hind leg from last time hasn't even fully grown back yet...
Gu Changge looked up at it, reaching out to pat its belly. A dull thud echoed.
Hmm, you've actually put on some weight. But I'm not here for meat today.
The Wild Bull had just breathed a sigh of relief when it heard him continue, The Azure Snow Leopard I roasted yesterday tasted good, but it lacked some side dishes. The Purple Flame Spirit Rice I had you plant should be ripe by now, right?
The Wild Bull: ...
It lifted its head in grief and indignation, staring at the warm, jade-like face before it. Its scalp felt numb. It remembered how majestic it had been in the Canglan Mountain Range—an absolute overlord whose word was law, commanding millions of demonic beasts. When had it ever suffered such humiliation?
It had been lying in its cave, leisurely chewing on thousand-year-old spirit grass.
The next second—
Moo?!
Its vision blurred, and the entire Canglan Mountain Range was forcibly dragged away by an irresistible force!
When it opened its eyes again, it was in an unfamiliar space.
Before it could react, a figure in white drifted over. With a light flick of a finger—
Slash!
A piece of crystal-clear meat was sliced off its Saint King-grade bull leg, which it had cultivated for thousands of years.
The meat quality is decent, Gu Changge commented.
The Azure Heaven Bull King: ???
It was furious. Its Saint King pressure erupted, and its horns glowed with brilliant divine light, vowing to crush this arrogant human!
However—
Gu Changge only gave it a faint glance.
Boom!
The Azure Heaven Bull King was instantly suppressed, unable to move even a single hair.
Don't be nervous. Keeping you around is for sustainable development.
Gu Changge smiled warmly, casually sprinkling a drop of Life Water to let the wound heal quickly.
The Azure Heaven Bull King was stunned.
A dignified Saint King of its generation had become a human's food reserve?
What broke it even more was that Gu Changge returned a few days later.
The freshly grown meat is tender.
Slash!
Familiar pain, familiar operation.
The Azure Heaven Bull King roared internally, A devil! This man is a devil!
Even more infuriating was that it wasn't just a mobile meat warehouse; it also had to work hard to plant that damn Purple Flame Spirit Rice.
This spirit rice was something Gu Changge had obtained from a sign-in.
The grains were red as flame, each wrapped in dense Dao charm.
Gu Changge liked the taste and kept some as seeds.
Being too lazy to tend to it himself, and seeing the Azure Heaven Bull King idling around, he tossed the job over as a way to utilize waste.
This spirit rice grew fast, but it was incredibly finicky.
It needed to be watered with Innate Spirit Spring water three times a day, and the amount had to be adjusted constantly based on growth, or the grains would lose their spirituality.
What broke the bull even more was that the energy in the rice was too overbearing. It attracted lightning tribulations when it matured, and the bull had to use its horns to tank the strikes every time. Its horns had been charred black several times.
However, although this devil was overbearing, he wasn't entirely heartless.
Every time the spirit rice was harvested, he would leave a small portion for the bull.
The energy in the rice was mellow and thick. It only dared to eat a little at a time, feeling the spiritual power surge through its body—a hundred times more effective than chewing thousand-year spirit grass.
Combined with the spiritual items Gu Changge threw to it to nourish its body after each meat-cutting, its cultivation actually progressed by leaps and bounds.
When it was first captured, it was only at the early Saint King stage. Now, it stood firmly at the late Saint King stage, just one step away from the Great Saint Realm.
Its physical body was also tempered to be incredibly powerful by the remnants of the spirit rice and various treasures.
But this blessing in disguise felt suffocating no matter how it thought about it.
Who wants to increase their cultivation by selling meat and farming every day!
This Saint King life was worse than a common bull's—at least a common bull didn't have to plant spirit rice or worry about losing a chunk of meat today and a leg tomorrow.
It would rather be a local tyrant in the Canglan Mountains, even if its cultivation didn't grow an inch for ten years!
By the way, you mentioned last time that the flood dragon to the east stole two of your eggs? Perfect, I'll stew a flood dragon soup tonight for nourishment.
He glanced at the Wild Bull, which was still pawing the ground in grief, and spoke nonchalantly.
Don't forget to have the spirit rice ready tomorrow. If even one grain is missing, I'll cut the meat from your front leg to make braised beef.
Moo—!
The Wild Bull let out a long, sorrowful howl toward the sky, its voice full of protest, yet it didn't dare to show the slightest resistance.
Gu Changge ignored the melodramatic bull and walked in another direction.
His divine sense swept over Xiao Ruobai, who was currently fighting a mid-stage Core Formation Ironclad Rhino. The long halberd danced like a whistling wind. Though there were still flaws, he was much steadier than he had been in the morning.
Soon, a piercing scream echoed through the valley, followed by the sound of panicked fleeing.
Meanwhile, Xiao Ruobai was in the midst of a fierce battle in the mountains.
He had just finished off the Ironclad Rhino and was wiping the blood from the tip of his halberd.
Suddenly, he heard a roar of grief and indignation from the distance: You're bullying this beast too much!
The young man's hand tightened around the halberd. He felt that there were too many absurd things hidden in these Great Mountains that he couldn't understand.
He turned to look. Over the mountain peaks to the northwest, a golden light soared into the sky, seemingly the eruption of some powerful demonic beast's pressure.
But the light dimmed as quickly as it had appeared, as if it had been forcibly pressed back down, leaving only a few suppressed groans of frustration.
Strange.
Xiao Ruobai frowned, gripped his halberd, and continued forward.
As night deepened, Xiao Ruobai finally gathered the quota of a hundred Foundation Establishment stage or higher demonic beasts.
He dragged his exhausted body back.
Passing by a spirit field, he vaguely saw a giant azure-gold bull busy in the field, muttering to itself.
One grain cannot be missing, or the front leg gets cut... devil...
Xiao Ruobai: ???
He paused, suddenly feeling that the living things his master mentioned keeping might be different from what he had understood.
These weren't just living things; they were clearly domesticated demonic beasts?
Xiao Ruobai shook his head, suppressing the ridiculous thought, and quickened his pace toward the light gate.
He didn't see that behind him, the giant azure-gold bull peeked up, looking at his back with a gaze full of sympathy.
It seemed to say, Kid, work hard. Once you get stronger, you'll probably be forced to plant spirit rice too...
Xiao Ruobai frowned, gripped his halberd, and continued forward.
Xiao Ruobai dragged his heavy steps to the light gate. Just as he stepped out of the curtain of light, he saw Gu Changge crouching by a bonfire.
He was rotating a green bamboo stick skewered with meat. Oil droplets hissed as they hit the fire, and a dense aroma of meat instantly wafted over.
The Little Black Bird perched on his shoulder, its head bobbing in rhythm with the rotating bamboo stick, its eyes fixed on the roast meat as saliva nearly dripped into the fire.
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?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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.
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!
