"I'm such a fool, truly..."
"I knew he wasn't simple, yet I still dared to negotiate with him..."
"Gone... everything's gone..."
Han Qianxue drifted back to the Qingyun Continent in a daze.
The moment she arrived, her delicate frame shuddered violently!
Surprise?
What the hell kind of surprise is this?!
What the hell kind of goddamn surprise is this?!
"Qingyun! Why are you so weakened?! Half your origin essence is missing!"
Buzz... buzz...
The heavens trembled faintly as the weakened voice of the Qingyun Heavenly Dao echoed:
"Young Mistress, it's alright. As long as you've returned, half my origin is a small price to pay."
Pfft—
Her already bleeding heart felt as if it had been stabbed again. Clutching her chest, Han Qianxue gasped heavily:
"You just gave it to him because he asked?! Even if you refused, he wouldn’t have harmed me! Qingyun, how could you be so blind?!"
The Qingyun Heavenly Dao stammered meekly:
"Young Mistress, I had no choice... He insisted..."
Han Qianxue: "......"
Fine. She couldn’t blame Qingyun.
That bastard was a monster. Even she couldn’t resist him—if he demanded it, Qingyun had no choice but to comply.
After a long silence, the utterly exhausted Han Qianxue waved her hand weakly.
"I'm tired. I need to retreat and recover. Where’s Su Xixi? Have her—... Hm?"
"Wait! Where are Lv Ziqiao and Yang Yuan? Why aren’t they guarding the immortal manor? Where have they all gone?!"
Her pupils shrank as she stared at the sky in panic, her heart leaping into her throat.
After a pause, the Qingyun Heavenly Dao sighed faintly:
"Yes... They were all taken by him."
BOOM!
Han Qianxue felt as if a thunderbolt had struck her mind, leaving her soul charred and tenderized.
Her lips trembled as she refused to believe it:
"You're lying, aren’t you? Tell me it’s not true!"
The Qingyun Heavenly Dao remained silent, replaying the scene instead.
In the vision, the Halberd Immortal Lv Ziqiao, disheveled and radiating peak aura, knelt frantically before a shadowy figure wielding a massive halberd:
"Many thanks for your guidance, Senior! This Lv has wandered half a lifetime, lamenting that I never met a true master. If you’ll have me, I vow to serve at your side!"
Su Xixi, an early-stage True Immortal in dark robes, frowned and rebuked softly:
"Ziqiao, his intentions are unclear! Are you betraying the High Island Immortal Manor? Betraying Immortal Venerable Qianxue?"
Beside her, the peak Pseudo-Immortal spear-wielder Yang Yuan added:
"Ziqiao, we’re sworn brothers. I know you’re excited, but listen to me—don’t act rashly. Think carefully."
Lv Ziqiao fell silent, torn between loyalty and opportunity.
On one side, the immortal sanctuary that had granted him his Pseudo-Immortal breakthrough. On the other, the mysterious expert who had enlightened his path. Should he abandon his roots for the Dao, or forsake advancement for gratitude?
He already knew his choice—but he couldn’t voice it.
"Enough nonsense. None of you are leaving!"
Chen Yi wasn’t one for pleasantries.
With a sweep of his hand, he captured High Island’s True Immortal and eighteen Pseudo-Immortals in one fell swoop!
Watching this, Han Qianxue’s eyes nearly split from rage.
"Bastard! Bastard! BASTARD!!!"
"Six thousand years of effort—wiped out in an instant!"
"How dare you steal what’s mine without even a thank you?! Of all the cursed luck to cross paths with you, I swear to—!!!"
Yet the projection continued.
After abducting her followers, the shadowy figure stretched out a hand and demanded:
"Give me your origin essence. I’ll release your Young Mistress shortly... Don’t worry, I never lie. If I say I’ll free her, I will free her!"
"Fine, just 40%. Any more would cripple you, and recovery would take too long..."
"Relax, endure it. I’ll leave protective measures behind. Once your Young Mistress returns to stabilize the laws, all will be well. Tell her to cultivate more talents—consider this a loan. I’ll repay it someday!"
"Be good now..."
Han Qianxue couldn’t bear to watch any longer. Smashing the projection apart, she howled at the sky:
"AAAAAH!!!"
"That ANIMAL!!! He’s a goddamn ANIMAL!!!"
The Qingyun Heavenly Dao trembled, not daring to make a sound.
Soon after, having vented her fury, Han Qianxue felt only emptiness.
Her Dao heart was hollow, directionless.
Her chat group was hacked. Her home was ransacked. Her people were gone... What else could she do?
Nothing.
Thankfully, her Dao heart was resilient. Refusing to collapse, she steeled herself to first restore Qingyun’s vitality before planning her next move.
But when she returned to High Island’s depths and saw the plundered immortal veins—now completely drained—she paused... then suddenly laughed.
"Heh... hehehe... Not a single drop left... HAHAHAHA...!"
Sometimes, when pushed beyond despair, laughter comes unbidden. As Han Qianxue laughed, tears welled in eyes that hadn’t shed them for millennia—and her long-strained back finally snapped.
......
Wealth favors the bold, and horses grow fat on midnight oats!
Where Immortal Venerable Qianxue stumbles, the Calamity Sovereign feasts!
Chen Yi, thoroughly pleased, guided his Chaos avatar—still dripping with spoils—back to the Dreamweave Secret Realm. There, he tossed the "recruits" from Qingyun into trials.
They were still unruly, blind to his "kind intentions." A bit of tempering was needed before they could be put to work on the Purple Star Continent.
Meanwhile, the True Immortal-grade Heavenly Dao essence extracted from Qingyun required refinement. Only after smoothing its jagged edges could the Purple Star Heavenly Dao devour it without choking.
After delegating tasks, Chen Yi made his usual rounds—checking the progress of his group members and forty-five peak Unity Realm cultivators, tweaking their challenges as needed—before withdrawing his focus.
Calmly, he logged into Han Qianxue’s chat account.
The main work group lay silent.
But the private group buzzed fervently—barely discussing Han Qianxue’s disappearance.
The hot topic? The beta team’s departure for the Immortal Realm!
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?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
