The Glazed Sacred Land! It's someone from the Glazed Sacred Land!
My god! The Glazed Sacred Land actually disguised themselves as assassins from the Netherworld Shrine!
A dignified top-tier Sacred Land of the Eastern Region, worshipped by ten thousand sects and enjoying the offerings of a territory spanning hundreds of millions of miles, actually... actually committed such a despicable act?!
The cultivators watching from afar were in complete uproar. Exclamations, angry rebukes, and murmurs of disbelief erupted like a tsunami!
What happened today completely shattered their worldview!
Explosive! This is too explosive! An elder of the Glazed Sacred Land was caught red-handed impersonating an assassin! Once this news gets out, the entire Eastern Region will be turned upside down!
Quick! Use your recording jade slips! Record everything! This is a massive scandal rarely seen in a thousand years!
Hehe, the usually aloof and untouchable Sacred Land actually has a day like this! Let's see how they put on airs in the future!
Some cultivators from other factions or those holding grudges against the Glazed Sacred Land had eyes gleaming with schadenfreude:
Haha, the Glazed Sacred Land has really hit rock bottom this time! Their reputation is swept away, and their prestige is completely lost!
Meanwhile, at the Azure Profound Sect, Purple Bamboo Peak.
Inside the small courtyard, a water mirror hovered in front of Xuanyangzi, clearly reflecting everything happening in the distant valley.
When he saw Elder Ying's disguise being torn off in public, revealing his true face and cultivation techniques from the Glazed Sacred Land, Xuanyangzi was stunned at first. Then, he slapped his thigh, jumped straight up, and began to curse loudly.
Shameless! Despicable! Lowly! Bah!
His face flushed red with anger as he pointed at Elder Ying's figure in the water mirror, spit flying from his mouth:
A dignified Sacred Land, yet they indulge their elders in such acts of impersonation and framing!
And targeting a few juniors at that! Is this something a human would do?! The face of the Sacred Land has been completely thrown away by these bastards!
The more he cursed, the angrier he got, wishing he could immediately charge into the Glazed Sacred Land to demand an explanation.
Sitting opposite him, Gu Changge slowly raised his head. His calm gaze fell upon the water mirror, landing on Elder Ying's panicked face.
There was no roaring, no cursing.
But the temperature of the entire Purple Bamboo Peak seemed to plummet in an instant!
The peaceful Daoist rhythm permeating the air was replaced by an invisible yet bone-piercing chill.
Gu Changge's eyes remained as deep as an ancient well, but deep within, it was as if ten thousand years of ice were condensing.
He did not speak, only gently setting down the teapot in his hand.
Xuanyangzi was still cursing when he suddenly felt a heart-palpitating chill. His cursing came to an abrupt halt, and he looked at Gu Changge with uncertainty and alarm.
He saw that Gu Changge was expressionless, but those eyes were so cold they made one's heart tremble.
Junior Brother... Xuanyangzi called out subconsciously.
Gu Changge did not respond. His gaze continued to pierce through the water mirror, as if he had already seen something much deeper, seeing the filthy schemes hidden beneath the glamorous facade of the Glazed Sacred Land.
This silent coldness was far more unsettling than Xuanyangzi's loud cursing.
...
Elder Ying's face instantly turned as pale as paper. With his conspiracy laid bare in public, he was filled with a mix of shame and anger, wishing he could find a hole in the ground to hide in!
You...!
Elder Ying pointed at the Netherworld Shrine avatar in shock and rage, trembling all over but unable to speak a single word.
The face of the Netherworld Shrine avatar, shrouded in death aura, seemed to reveal a trace of extreme disdain. It snorted coldly, its voice echoing clearly and icily across the entire scene:
Hmph! What a Glazed Sacred Land! You have truly opened the eyes of our Shrine!
Its gaze swept over the wretched Elder Ying like a blade, its tone filled with anger and contempt:
Our Netherworld Shrine accepted the commission from your Glazed Sacred Land. Although the price was not high, we acted with dedication based on our reputation! For this, we even lost a Quasi-Saint realm assassin earlier!
Who would have expected! Your Glazed Sacred Land would be so despicable! Secretly sending someone to impersonate our Shrine's people to carry out such a vile sneak attack!!
These resonant words directly nailed the Glazed Sacred Land to the pillar of shame for perfidy and framing others!
Having said that, the avatar raised its hand and took out a spatial ring wreathed in nether aura. With a flick of its finger, the ring turned into a streak of light, flying accurately toward the First Patriarch.
Our Netherworld Shrine will no longer take this commission! The payment given by the Glazed Sacred Land is all here, as compensation for the previous assassination attempt!
To associate with such untrustworthy and filthy people is truly a disgrace to our Shrine!
It cupped its hands slightly toward the First Patriarch, its tone carrying a hint of apology and magnanimity.
Previously, we did not know they were your disciples, and we apologize for the offense. Since this matter has been clarified, our Shrine will immediately withdraw and interfere no more. Farewell!
After saying this, it ignored the pale and trembling Elder Ying. Its figure flashed quickly, merging into the void and disappearing cleanly.
This performance of angry rebukes, refunding the commission, and drawing a clear line was smooth and flowing, truly worthy of a master actor.
It portrayed itself as a victim who valued reputation but was betrayed by a partner. Not only did it perfectly extricate itself, but it also poured all the dirty water onto the Glazed Sacred Land, seizing the absolute moral high ground!
In the distance, Phantom Shadow silently gave his own performance a ten out of ten in his heart. Mission accomplished, time to wrap up!
At this moment, everyone's gazes, full of disdain and anger, were focused on Elder Ying, who had his disguise stripped away in public and was then ruthlessly backstabbed and abandoned by his ally.
The reputation of the Glazed Sacred Land completely hit rock bottom at this moment!
Elder Ying's face was ashen, overwhelmed with shame and anger. He knew that everything was over!
He cast a venomous glare at the hunched figure, Xiao Ruobai, and the others. No longer caring about his dignity, the glazed holy light around his body erupted, and he turned into a streak of light tearing through the sky, attempting to flee!
Hmph! You bullied my juniors, and you think you can just walk away?
The First Patriarch let out a cold snort that seemed to come from the primordial era. Without any visible movement, he simply flicked his sleeve casually in the direction Elder Ying was fleeing.
Buzz—!
An invisible fluctuation of laws instantly enveloped an area of a thousand miles!
The space of the entire heaven and earth seemed to be completely frozen, and the flow of time became incredibly viscous!
The escape light formed by Elder Ying was like a flying insect trapped in amber, instantly solidifying in mid-air, unable to stir up even a single ripple!
Senior, why must you drive me to extinction!
Elder Ying was both shocked and enraged. Knowing that this could not be resolved peacefully, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.
His hands formed seals, and he spat out a mouthful of intrinsic essence blood, summoning an ancient glazed treasure mirror!
The treasure mirror expanded against the wind, instantly transforming into a giant mirror ten thousand feet tall. Light circulated on the mirror's surface, reflecting the illusion of the birth and destruction of the stars in the heavens, emitting a terrifying aura that could suppress eternity!
The might of a Saint Weapon was fully awakened!
Glazed Heaven-Illuminating Mirror! All Laws Annihilated!
Elder Ying roared, madly pouring his entire body's holy power and even a portion of his holy soul origin into the treasure mirror!
The mirror's surface erupted with a dazzling light capable of blinding the eyes. A destructive pillar of light, a hundred feet in diameter, containing the power to annihilate all things and make laws retreat, shot toward the First Patriarch with a deafening boom, like divine punishment from the beginning of creation!
Wherever the pillar of light passed, space did not just distort; it collapsed and annihilated in massive swathes, revealing pitch-black nothingness!
The earth below was as if plowed by an invisible giant plow, instantly forming a bottomless, massive trench that stretched for a thousand miles!
Under the escaping waves of this oppressive might, several mountain ranges in the distance collapsed silently like sandcastles, reduced to fine dust!
Retreat! Retreat now!
The cultivators spectating from afar were frightened out of their wits, frantically falling back thousands of miles!
A few who were too slow to retreat were crushed into mists of blood by the terrifying residual pressure before they could even utter a scream!
Facing this apocalyptic strike, the First Patriarch remained standing in place, his figure appearing almost frail.
Yet, the domineering aura radiating from him, one that looked down upon all of creation, seemed capable of propping up the very heavens and earth!
A mere grain of rice dares to shine?
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
