Inside the great hall, the Holy Lord Liuli Mingwang sat upright in the seat of honor. Clad in a purple-gold Daoist robe, his expression was dignified. Holy might flowed around him, and Daoist rhythms formed naturally. He was impressively a supreme powerhouse at the Saint Realm.
Seated below him, the First Elder, Perfected Liuguang, kept his eyelids lowered. His aura was as deep as the abyss and as vast as the sea. His majestic holy might was restrained but ready to erupt like a volcano; shockingly, he was also a Saint Realm expert of the exact same level.
Several elders sat on both sides. Some had faces full of anger, while others had flickering gazes. Their auras were vast and mighty, and every single one of them was at the peak of the King Realm.
The prestige of such a lineup was enough to make the mountains and rivers of the Eastern Region change color, showing the profound foundation of the Holy Land, which was absolutely incomparable to ordinary sects.
However, at this moment, the hall was filled with suppressed anger and a trace of unbelievable humiliation.
The news that Elder Master Yuji and four Celestial Realm disciples had their soul lamps shattered had already pierced into the hearts of every higher-up like ice spikes.
What was even more embarrassing was that accompanying this bad news was the crazy roar of Master Yuji echoing through the wilderness right before his death—
"Seven Stars Secret Token! Undying Divine Medicine!" This secret was no longer a secret, and it had pushed the Liuli Holy Land into the eye of the storm.
"Idiot!"
Liuli Mingwang finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it carried a bone-piercing chill that instantly broke the dead silence in the hall.
"Master Yuji is an absolute idiot!"
His gaze swept over the crowd, anger burning in his eyes. "Pursuing a junior who is merely at the Purple Mansion Cave Heaven Realm for months without success is already incompetent! In the end, under the watchful eyes of the public, he was actually counter-killed by two Celestial Realm juniors, dragging down four elite disciples to perish with him! This has utterly disgraced our Holy Land!"
He fiercely slammed the jade desk, causing the rosy light to tremble wildly. "What's even more hateful is this! It would have been fine if he just died, but before he died, he had to roar about the Seven Stars Secret Token and the Undying Divine Medicine for everyone to hear!
Along with the secondary token on him, I'm afraid it has also fallen into the other party's hands! Counting the one lost by that piece of trash Shen Xinghe previously, two of the three secondary tokens have now been lost! A dignified Holy Land can't even guard a token, you are all a bunch of trash!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His gaze swept over everyone present, and he said sternly, "Pass down my order! The deacon Shen Xinghe, who previously failed in his duties and lost the first secondary token, is to have his cultivation crippled and be thrown into the Obsidian Vein to be a slave forever! Let this serve as a warning to others!"
The atmosphere in the hall became even more oppressive, and no one dared to plead for Shen Xinghe.
Liuli Mingwang's chest heaved slightly, clearly extremely angry. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his churning anger, and squeezed his voice out from between his teeth.
"Master Yuji's actions this time are not only incompetent but also foolish to the extreme! Did he think our Holy Land hasn't lost enough face, and wanted to bring us the covetousness and trouble of the entire Eastern Region?! He wasn't taking revenge; he was harming the entire sect!"
These heart-piercing words were like lighting the final fuse.
A hot-tempered peak King Realm elder wearing an elder robe with crimson flame patterns suddenly stood up, his voice like thunder. "Holy Lord! This grudge must be avenged! The Holy Land cannot be humiliated! Since the news has already spread, why don't we simply act with the momentum of a thunderbolt, asking the Holy Lord or the First Elder to personally take action and bring a Holy Weapon along.
Wipe out that so-called Battle Asura, Sword in White, along with that little fatty from the face of the earth! Deter the scoundrels with absolute strength and take back the secret token!"
"Elder Chiyan, are you confused by anger?"
Another thin-faced Third Elder with deep eyes immediately retorted coldly.
"Mobilize a Saint? Do you think those two juniors popped out of nowhere? They were able to counter-kill Master Yuji at the Celestial Realm. Which of their cultivation methods, combat strength, and weapons is ordinary?
Who stands behind them? Can you and I fathom their depths?
If we rashly deploy a Saint and another accident happens, or if we draw out an even more terrifying existence behind them, can our Liuli Holy Land withstand the blow?"
Elder Chiyan's face flushed red, but he had nothing to say in response.
The facts were right in front of them. The combat strength of those two young men was indeed bizarrely beyond common sense.
"This won't work, and that won't work either! Are we just going to let them get away with it and let our Holy Land become a laughingstock?" Another elder growled unwillingly.
At this time, the First Elder, Perfected Liuguang, slowly raised his eyelids, his voice hoarse and cold. "The forces on the bright side should not be moved for the time being. But a hidden knife can also kill."
He looked around, his tone carrying a trace of the Holy Land's pride and calculation. "Although the person behind that Battle Asura and Sword in White has shocking cultivation and unpredictable methods, our Liuli Holy Land has existed through the ages and has an equally extraordinary foundation. It's not that we don't have the power to deal with them.
It's just that right now, the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. It's not suitable to completely intensify the conflict to the point of a life-and-death struggle."
He paused and continued, "Therefore, the goal must be clear. That little fatty is the source of the disaster and must die to serve as a warning!
As for Battle Asura and Sword in White... they killed our elder, and this grudge cannot go unavenged.
However, we can temporarily spare their lives. We will use the power of the Netherworld Hall to first capture or severely injure them, and find out their background before making a decision. In this way, we not only take revenge but also leave a sliver of leeway for the mysterious powerhouse behind them, so as not to immediately invite trouble."
Everyone's eyes flickered as they weighed the pros and cons of this strategy.
The Holy Lord Liuli Mingwang nodded slightly, a trace of profoundness flashing in his eyes. His fingers unconsciously tapped the armrest of the jade throne, and he suddenly sighed in a deep voice, "The First Elder is absolutely right. It's just... I once sensed the palm-print abyss at the old site of the Demon Heaven Sect from afar... With one palm, the sect was annihilated, and the Daoist rhythm remains to this day, nourishing the area...
Such methods are close to the Dao and are no longer something an ordinary Saint King can achieve. The person behind this... has their cultivation reached a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering realm, or... did they use some kind of taboo secret technique that we cannot understand?"
His words cast another layer of shadow over the hearts of everyone in the hall. The oppressive feeling brought by that palm print was heart-palpitating even from tens of thousands of miles away.
After a moment of silence, Perfected Liuguang spoke again, bringing the topic back to reality. "No matter what, right now, the Netherworld Hall is the most suitable choice."
"Netherworld Hall..."
Liuli Mingwang softly repeated the name. "That organization that dares to assassinate even Saint Kings, claiming 'in the Xuanhuang World, there is no one who cannot be killed'?"
"Exactly."
Perfected Liuguang nodded. "Ask them to take action. The primary target is to execute that little fatty. Secondly, capture alive or severely injure Battle Asura and Sword in White, and search their souls to obtain intelligence on their inheritance and the person behind them.
The Netherworld Hall has strict rules and never leaks secrets. Letting them make a move can maximally avoid a direct conflict with potential forces that we currently cannot rival."
The hall fell into silence once more. Only the chilling coldness brought by the words "Netherworld Hall" spread silently amid the seven-colored rosy light.
Finally, determination settled in Liuli Mingwang's eyes.
"We will do as the First Elder says. Immediately activate the highest-security channel to contact the Netherworld Hall. Tell them that the reward... is not a problem. But the mission must be accomplished!"
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his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

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?"

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."