The energy of the spirit marrow and essence blood within the barrels continued to pour madly into their bodies. The wave of spiritual power from their breakthrough to the early stage of the Cave Heaven Realm had yet to subside, and even more majestic power was rushing along their meridians toward their Cave Heavens.
Having just stabilized their cultivation at the early stage of the Cave Heaven Realm, they were now being pushed steadily toward the mid-stage by this overwhelming energy.
The two worried that breaking through too quickly would be detrimental to their future cultivation.
Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu frantically circulated their Emperor-tier cultivation methods, guiding the surging energy to flow throughout their bodies.
Over and over again, they tempered their flesh.
Their already peerless God of War Physique and Chaos Sword Physique grew increasingly powerful under the baptism of the innate spirit marrow and Emperor essence blood.
Xiao Ruobai let out a muffled groan, his hands gripping the edge of the barrel so tightly his knuckles turned white. No... I can't suppress it anymore! If I push any further, my meridians will tear apart!
His physical body suddenly exuded a powerful battle intent that soared into the sky, forcing the bamboo forest on Purple Bamboo Peak to bend to one side under the pressure.
Fang Hanyu's situation was much the same.
He tried to rein in his sword heart and stabilize his spiritual power, but he could even feel his sword physique growing slightly hot, as if it could no longer withstand such pure origin power.
Clearly, their physical bodies had reached the absolute limit of what they could endure at this moment.
Master, the power is too fierce! The veins on Fang Hanyu's forehead bulged.
Gu Changge had long noticed their predicament. The spirit marrow and essence blood far exceeded the carrying capacity of Cave Heaven Realm cultivators. They had only lasted this long thanks to the harmonizing effect of the spirit marrow and their special physiques.
Seeing that they had reached their limits, he no longer hesitated. Reaching out toward the white jade barrels, he grabbed them and pulled them out.
Phew... finally stabilized!
Xiao Ruobai slumped onto the bluestone slab, his entire body steaming. The God of War patterns slowly faded back into his skin, yet they appeared far more profound than before.
As soon as he caught his breath, his gaze fell upon the white jade barrel. More than half of the energy still remained inside, but unfortunately, he could no longer absorb it.
Gu Changge also looked at the remaining energy in the barrels. Just as his fingers were about to move, he caught a glimpse of a cyan-gold shadow peeking out from the direction of the spirit field.
Looking closely, it was Lao Huang. At this moment, the ox was craning its neck, its bovine eyes staring fixedly at the white jade barrels. Crystal-clear drool hung from the corners of its mouth, and even its tail was swishing gently on instinct. It had clearly been thoroughly enticed by the spiritual energy inside.
This old ox certainly knows a good thing when he sees it.
Gu Changge chuckled softly.
Although the two disciples had absorbed a portion of the spirit marrow and essence blood, the remaining energy was still immensely vast.
Especially since it contained Emperor essence blood, it was a massive temptation for demonic beasts. If it could absorb this, it might even be able to shatter the shackles of its innate talent and take a step further.
Just as he was about to raise his hand and push the barrels over, hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind.
Junior Brother Changge! We are here!
The voices of Xuanyangzi and Shi Wanshan arrived accompanied by fluctuations of spiritual power. Gu Changge looked up to see the two walking over one after the other.
As soon as Xuanyangzi reached Gu Changge's side, his eyes were hooked by the spiritual energy in the white jade barrels.
Junior Brother Changge, what is this?
By this time, Shi Wanshan had also walked over. Staring at the two jade barrels, his eyes widened.
Such intense energy, and there is even a strong sense of oppression radiating from the barrels.
Just some bathwater, I was getting ready to feed it to the cow.
Gu Changge gave a faint smile and spoke slowly.
Bathwater?
Feed the cow?
The two voices rang out simultaneously. Due to their extreme shock, Xuanyangzi and Shi Wanshan's voices were eight pitches higher than usual.
As they spoke, the two almost simultaneously lunged forward.
Xuanyangzi hugged the barrel on the left, using his whisk to block the opening for fear that the spiritual energy would leak out.
Shi Wanshan, meanwhile, tightly gripped the handle of the barrel on the right, planting his black iron sword into the ground beside him, assuming a stance of absolute defense.
Junior Brother Changge, this is an incredible treasure! Using it to feed a cow is far too wasteful!
Hugging the barrel, Xuanyangzi's tone was filled with urgency. Those worthless disciples of mine are exactly in need of this kind of spiritual liquid to temper their bodies!
Why should it be given to you? Shi Wanshan immediately retorted, his grip tightening.
The disciples of my Azure Peak train their bodies day and night. This spiritual liquid is most suitable for them!
Right at that moment, the two of them almost simultaneously felt a faint yet terrifying pressure sweeping over from the direction of the spirit field. It made them instinctively tense up, and fine cold sweat actually seeped from their backs.
Wh-what is that?
Xuanyangzi's voice trembled slightly, his eyes fixed dead on the cyan-gold figure by the edge of the spirit field.
He circulated his Saint Realm divine soul to investigate, only to see what appeared to be an ordinary wild ox. Yet, the more he failed to see through it, the heavier the chill in his heart became. It was as if he were facing not a demonic beast, but a dormant ancient vicious beast, making his hair stand on end.
Shi Wanshan also swallowed hard, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his sword hilt. This... this ox isn't right!!
At this moment, he only felt that hidden within the old ox's seemingly harmless eyes was a power that could easily crush him. Even his breathing became cautious.
That's Lao Huang. I picked him up in the back mountain a while ago to help me grow some spirit rice. He doesn't mean any harm...
Seeing their nervous expressions, Gu Changge calmly explained.
Such a great demon, and you actually let him help you farm the spirit field?
Shi Wanshan still looked at the old ox warily and tugged at Gu Changge's sleeve.
He sent a voice transmission: Changge, I can tell this old ox is at least at the Saint Realm. Can you really control it?
You're letting it farm now, but what if it goes crazy one day? We won't be able to suppress it.
Xuanyangzi, however, didn't overthink it at all. He just hugged the left barrel, blocking the opening with his whisk, terrified the spiritual energy would escape.
Seeing Xuanyangzi's completely unconcerned demeanor, Shi Wanshan said anxiously, This great demon is so dangerous, and you're still thinking about treasures.
Xuanyangzi rubbed the cold surface of the barrel with his thumb, his mind entirely occupied by the origin power within the spiritual liquid. How could he care about whether it was a great demon or not?
He didn't even look up, his tone carrying a hint of impatience. What danger? If Junior Brother Changge can make it obediently farm the land, it means he already has a way to keep it in check!
Having witnessed Gu Changge's methods before, he felt absolutely no worry at this moment.
As he spoke, he even sneaked a glance into the barrel, the sight making his heart itch unbearably.
Shi Wanshan was choked speechless. Looking at Xuanyangzi's I-have-treasures-so-everything-is-fine attitude, and then glancing at the resentful old ox by the spirit field, he stomped his foot in anxiety.
What do you know! How could a Saint Realm great demon be so easily controlled? It looks obedient now, but who can guarantee it won't turn hostile one day!
He lowered his voice and leaned closer to Gu Changge, a hint of instigation in his eyes.
Changge, listen to my advice. Keeping such a vicious creature around is always a hidden danger.
Tonight, I'll have the people from the Pill Cauldron Peak prepare some Spirit Sealing Powder. I guarantee it will be done without anyone noticing. Then we can stew a pot and taste what Saint Realm demonic beast meat is like!
Gu Changge looked at Shi Wanshan's I'm-doing-this-for-your-own-good expression, then glanced over at the spirit field.
Lao Huang's eyes were full of resentment, and his hooves lightly pawed at the ground, as if protesting.
He couldn't help but let out a low chuckle and patted Shi Wanshan's arm.
Alright, relax. Lao Huang isn't as dangerous as you think. Besides, you've eaten plenty of his meat before, and now you're complaining that he's a hidden danger?
What?
Shi Wanshan's eyes snapped wide open. Pointing toward the spirit field, his voice cracked in disbelief.
"Are you telling me... that the demonic beast meat I ate back at Purple Bamboo Peak came from it?"

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.”

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."