The white-robed man hovered in the clouds above the mountain gate of the Azure Profound Sect, his gaze sweeping over the outline of the sect hidden in the night.
With a gentle rub of his fingertips, a wisp of spiritual power refined to the extreme of the Saint Realm quietly probed out. Like a sharp blade slicing through thin paper, it silently broke open the original sect protection array.
That was the sect protection array strengthened by Xuanyangzi when he was at the peak of the King Realm. At this moment, in front of a peak Saint-level cultivator, it split open silently like thin ice melted by warm water.
His figure flickered, and he stepped into the territory of the Azure Profound Sect. The halo of the Saint Dao around his body converged to become increasingly thin, almost blending with the night.
Immediately, an invisible divine sense spread out like a tide, meticulously sweeping across every inch of land in the sect.
Wherever the divine sense passed, whether it was the sleeping disciples or the elders in seclusion, none of them noticed it at all, as if this divine sense was just a part of the night wind.
"This is the Azure Profound Sect? Nothing more than this, not even a decent defense."
A moment later, his divine sense touched a mountain peak covered with purple bamboo.
In his divine sense perception, apart from the purple bamboo all over the mountain, this mountain peak only had the faint spiritual energy of the spirit fields. Even the aura of the guarding cultivators was so weak that it was almost non-existent. It looked no different from an ordinary mountain peak.
At this moment, the little black bird resting on the tip of the Eternal Heaven's Pride Pagoda, which was originally shrinking its wings and dozing off, was swept by this unfamiliar divine sense. It instantly opened its round eyes, and a trace of ferocity flashed in its black bean-like pupils.
It flapped its wings and flew to the edge of the pagoda's eaves, looking in the direction where the divine sense came from, its little head slightly tilted, as if muttering to itself.
"Where did this old thing come from? Daring to randomly sweep divine sense in the Azure Profound Sect, truly not knowing life from death!"
The Azure Heaven Wild Bull in the spirit field, which was holding the porcelain bottle containing the Innate Spirit Marrow and dozing off, suddenly opened its bull eyes the moment the divine sense swept past, and even a few of its azure-gold bull hairs stood on end.
But it quickly relaxed again, changed its posture, and continued to doze off.
Its bull mouth twitched, as if gloating: "Tsk tsk, a peak Saint-level actually dares to come and act wildly on Gu Changge's turf? Just wait, you're going to be out of luck!"
It knew Gu Changge's methods too well. Back then, when it was in the Saint King Realm, wasn't it easily "invited" to the Purple Bamboo Peak?
This white-robed man probably still didn't know who he had provoked.
He was completely unaware of all this. His divine sense paused on the Purple Bamboo Peak for a moment. This mountain peak was indeed ordinary, with neither heavy guards nor high-level arrays protecting it, looking more like a forgotten corner of the sect.
But the corners of his mouth curled into a certain smile, and he secretly thought: "Purple Bamboo... finally found you."
He no longer hesitated, and his figure turned into a faint shadow, sweeping towards the direction of the Purple Bamboo Peak.
His footsteps were very light, yet carried the unique steadiness of a Saint-level cultivator, every step seeming to step on the void.
The halo of the Saint Dao around his body slowly circulated with his movements, glowing with a faint white light in the night.
He secretly calculated in his heart: Once I find that thing, I will directly take action to snatch it. With my peak Saint-level cultivation, no one in the Azure Profound Sect can stop me.
But he didn't expect that his secret visit hadn't escaped the eyes of the master of the Purple Bamboo Peak from the very beginning.
The white-robed man had just stepped into the boundary of the Purple Bamboo Peak, and before the purple bamboo by his feet had time to sway, a somewhat lazy voice suddenly came from ahead.
"You're here, little brother!"
The voice was neither loud nor slow, as casual as an acquaintance greeting, but it made the white-robed man stiffen all over, his hair almost standing on end.
His peak Saint-level divine sense had swept all the way, yet he hadn't noticed someone hiding in this mountain peak!
He hadn't caught even a trace of spiritual power fluctuation or a wisp of aura!
"Who?!"
He suddenly stopped his figure, the ancient longsword in his hand instantly unsheathed, and the peak Saint-level spiritual power suddenly erupted. The halo of the Saint Dao around his body shone piercingly bright, and he stared vigilantly in the direction where the voice came from.
But a stormy sea had already been set off in his heart: To be able to hide so deeply right under my nose, it must be a peerless expert! At least a Saint King Realm cultivation! Since when did the Azure Profound Sect have such a figure?
He hadn't even seen the other party's face clearly, and his instinct to cherish his life had suppressed all other thoughts.
Having mixed in the Xuanhuang Great World for so many years, he was able to climb from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the peak Saint-level by relying on the principle of not touching a single bit of danger.
Whenever encountering an opponent he might not be able to defeat, run, must run, not hesitating for a second!
"Farewell!"
The white-robed man dropped a formal remark, turned around and swept towards the direction of the mountain gate, his speed more than three times faster than when he came.
The night wind brought up by his clothes made the purple bamboo leaves rustle loudly, and even the thought of finding treasures that he was determined to win just now was squeezed out of existence by the two words "save life".
But he had just darted out two steps when a sharp sound of breaking the air suddenly came from above his head, and a golden light swept down from the tip of the Eternal Heaven's Pride Pagoda.
It instantly turned into a Golden-Winged Roc with a wingspan of several feet. Its jet-black beak gleamed with cold light, and with a flap of its huge wings, it blocked his path.
"Want to run?"
The Golden-Winged Roc's voice carried the little black bird's unique crispness, but it revealed a domineering pressure.
"Acting wildly on the Azure Profound Sect's turf, have you asked me?"
The white-robed man's pupils shrank suddenly - Golden-Winged Roc!
The legendary ancient divine beast!
Just how many trump cards was this Azure Profound Sect hiding?
He didn't even hesitate. With a sudden stomp of spiritual power under his feet, he forcefully changed direction and rushed towards the spirit field.
There was only one thought in his heart: Take another path to run! As long as I can get out of the Purple Bamboo Peak, with the speed of a peak Saint-level, I can always shake off the pursuers!
But he hadn't rushed out a few steps when with a muffled "bang", he seemed to have hit an invisible bronze wall and iron wall. His whole body was bounced backward, falling to the ground dizzy and disoriented. His chest felt stuffy, and even the hand holding the sword loosened a bit.
When he rubbed his forehead and looked up, he saw an azure-gold old bull standing in front of him, its hooves stepping on the soil of the spirit field, and its mouth still holding half an ear of spirit rice. It was exactly the Azure Heaven Wild Bull.
The old bull narrowed its bull eyes and looked at him, its tone carrying schadenfreude: "Ouch, isn't this a big shot of the peak Saint-level? Why did you bump into my bull body?"
"Saint, Saint King Realm, no, Great Saint Realm demonic beast?!"
The white-robed man looked at the looming Great Saint pressure on the Azure Heaven Wild Bull and completely panicked.
First a peerless expert who could hide his aura, then the ancient divine beast Golden-Winged Roc, and now came a Saint King Realm wild bull!
Didn't they say the Purple Bamboo Peak was just an ordinary mountain peak?
Why is it different? Did I open it the wrong way?
He ignored the pain in his chest, struggled to get up, and still wanted to drill into the bamboo forest next to him.
But suddenly he felt his whole body sink. A pressure far beyond his imagination descended from the sky, like an invisible big hand pressing him down firmly, unable to move even his fingertips.
Gu Changge's figure slowly walked out from the bamboo forest, still holding a handful of melon seeds in his hand, his tone carrying a bit of helplessness.
"Stop running, I feel tired for you. Tell me, you broke into someone else's sect late at night, and you still want to run after sweeping your divine sense. How can there be such a cheap thing?"
The white-robed man's knees went weak from the pressure, cold sweat flowing down his cheeks as he looked at the calm and breezy young man in front of him.
Looking again at the Golden-Winged Roc glaring like a tiger watching its prey above his head, and the Azure Heaven Wild Bull chewing on spirit rice and watching the show next to him, only despair remained in his heart.
Call it trespassing into the Azure Profound Sect? He had practically stumbled into a top-tier forbidden zone of the Xuanhuang Great World!
Had he known Purple Bamboo Peak was this bizarre, he wouldn't have dared set foot here even if he had the courage of ten men!
Cold sweat soaked through the man's white robes. Looking at the blockade before him, he knew further flight was futile. Biting the bullet, he forced a smile that looked worse than crying, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"H-hello... excuse me, is... is this Purple Bamboo Peak?"
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!
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."
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?"
