Gu Changge looked at his worried appearance, his tone still so flat that it was maddening: Senior brother, calm down.
He paused, as if speaking of a trivial matter: Rest assured, Little Black is following them too.
Little Black? Xuanyangzi was taken aback. His mind instantly flashed to that pitch-black, seemingly harmless little bird that always squatted on Gu Changge's shoulder to doze.
The next second, he suddenly reacted!
Right! Little Black!
That ancient fierce avian outside the secret realm, which shattered a Saint Weapon with a single cry and annihilated Kings with a single claw as easily as slaughtering dogs! Its true strength had probably long reached the unimaginable Saint King Realm, or perhaps even higher!
With it secretly following...
The heart that Xuanyangzi had in his throat dropped back down for the most part. He let out a long sigh of relief. Oh... Oh! Little Black is following them too... Then... then that's fine, that's fine...
He even could not help but grin, muttering to himself: With it around, then it is secure... very secure... Hehe, those old monsters are probably going to suffer a great disaster...
But just a moment later, the smile on his face slowly faded. His brows furrowed once again, his fingers unconsciously stroking his beard. His eyes flickered as his mind began to calculate rapidly.
Little Black was indeed formidable, but this time it involved the Undying Divine Elixir! The temptation of this thing was simply too great!
What if there were too many enemies and Little Black could not protect them all? Should he go invite the Patriarch to take action and add another layer of insurance?
Just as Xuanyangzi was worrying his heart out for his martial nephews on Purple Bamboo Peak, even pondering whether to disturb the Patriarch, far away at the former site of the Demon Heaven Sect by the massive palm-print abyss, the atmosphere had not calmed down due to the protagonists' departure. Instead, it became even more subtle and clamorous.
The people of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion looked at the still-warm corpses of the Glazed Holy Land's elders on the ground, and smelling the thick scent of blood permeating the air, a bizarre, indescribable sense of satisfaction actually welled up in their hearts!
Bah! Serves them right!
A disciple of the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion spat in a low voice, his face bearing the relief of surviving a disaster and a trace of schadenfreude.
Let them be arrogant! They wanted to manipulate us before, but now they have kicked an iron plate!
Another elder also clutched his chest, whispering with lingering fear: Retribution... The Glazed Holy Land is usually so haughty. Who would have thought they would suffer such a miserable defeat today, with even their elders perishing here... Truly...
He shook his head and did not continue, but the pleasure in his eyes could not be concealed.
They had previously been coerced and humiliated by Master Yuji, and were even almost silenced permanently. Now seeing the insufferably arrogant Glazed Holy Land suffer such a huge loss, they naturally felt a sense of vindication.
Although the supreme Earth-grade spirit vein was lost and the sect's reputation was damaged, seeing a more powerful faction suffer such bloody misfortune actually gave them a twisted sense of balance that made them feel much better.
Meanwhile, on a mountain peak further away, Yun Shan, the Sect Master of the Cloud Mist Sect, stood stiffly like a clay statue or wooden carving for a long time.
He had originally heard of unusual movements here and came to investigate, hoping to find clues about the mysterious disappearance of the First Elder and the elite disciples of his sect in this area.
When he saw the trio of Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and the little fatty, and connected it to the news he had gathered earlier, a terrifying thought exploded in his mind like a thunderclap!
It is... it is them!
His voice trembled, almost biting his own tongue.
It is over! The case is solved! Brother Yun Leng... and those precious disciples of mine... they did not encounter some accident or ordinary treasure-hunting slaughter! They clearly... they damn well provoked these two living Kings of Hell and a professional corpse looter!
Given the style these three lords displayed today, turning Kings to ash while laughing and chatting, and casually sweeping the battlefield clean...
Let alone leaving a whole corpse, Yun Leng and the others probably did not even have a speck of dust left behind! Their spatial rings had likely all become that fatty's spoils of war!
Suddenly, a massive, stifling fury to avenge his old brother and disciples rushed straight to his head!
But in the very next second, this fury was like a basin of ten-thousand-year-old profound ice water poured over him from head to toe. With a sizzle, it was extinguished without even a wisp of smoke, replaced by a bone-chilling fear and sense of powerlessness.
Revenge?
Yun Shan subconsciously squeezed his old arms and legs, then looked at those fiends who had already gone far away.
With what would he take revenge?
They were so young, yet already fierce figures who slaughtered Kings like slaughtering chickens! They killed the elders of a behemoth like the Glazed Holy Land just like that, without even batting an eyelid!
If he went up, how many halberd strikes or sword slashes could he withstand? Even if he threw the entire Cloud Mist Sect in, it probably would not even be enough for them to warm up!
Not to mention, anyone could figure out with their toes what kind of existence a master who could teach such monstrous disciples must be!
The next second, he abruptly snapped back to reality, raised his hand, and delivered a crisp, loud slap to his own old face!
Am I crazy? I... I was actually just thinking... how... how to take revenge??
Yun Shan muttered to himself, as if stunned by his own stupid thoughts.
Revenge?! Revenge my ass! Being able to keep my old life and not getting myself killed out of ignorance is already the blessing of the founding ancestors and a stroke of massive luck! You still dare to think about revenge?!
This grudge... this grudge...
He stomped his foot fiercely, as if to sever some obsession.
From now on, it vanishes into thin air! No! There never was a grudge to begin with! Brother Yun Leng, I am sorry, but your brother... I really cannot beat them! May you... rest in peace in the netherworld. Whatever you do, do not visit me in my dreams to ask me to avenge you...
He immediately swore a vicious oath in his heart: The first thing he would do upon returning was convene a sect-wide assembly and strictly order all disciples!
From now on, keep their eyes peeled when going out! If they encounter someone wielding a halberd, someone using dull gray sword qi, or a fatty who is exceptionally good at looting corpses... detour!
They must take a detour! If they cannot afford to provoke them, they must hide! Only by laying low can one live long!
It was not just Yun Shan. At this moment, all the cultivators in the ruins who had witnessed this battle, regardless of which sect they came from, whether they were rogue cultivators or faction representatives, felt turbulent waves surging in their hearts.
But what followed was a sense of dejection from being completely beaten into the dust, and an urgent need to improve themselves.
Pass down the order! the Sect Master of a medium-sized sect said in a deep voice to the elder beside him.
All sect resources are to be prioritized for the disciples with the most potential! Seal the mountain gates for thirty years, and all disciples must devote themselves to cultivation! We will not participate in any outside disputes!
We are leaving too!
Another person who looked like a family patriarch had a solemn expression. The Undying Divine Elixir is not something we can covet. Staying here will only bring disaster upon ourselves! Going back to supervise the younger generation's cultivation is the right path!
Too terrifying... The world is about to change... We must increase our strength as soon as possible...
For a time, many factions actually gave rise to thoughts of retreat, quietly leaving with their disciples.
Most of the people who stayed also sought secluded spots to silently meditate, trying to digest the shock brought by what they had seen today, or seizing every minute to cultivate.
Everyone was provoked. A sense of crisis that if you do not become stronger, you will be crushed like ants permeated everyone's heart.
Meanwhile, inside the magnificent council hall of the Glazed Holy Land, shrouded in endless radiant clouds, a deathly, oppressive silence filled the air.
News of the events at the former site of the Demon Heaven Sect had already reached them. The figures gathered in the hall, each exuding an unfathomably deep aura, sat in absolute silence. No one spoke; only suppressed fury and a trace of unimaginable humiliation flowed wordlessly among them.
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ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
