Is fifty million points a lot?
Well, to be honest, it's quite a substantial amount!
But for Chen Yi, it somehow still feels a bit underwhelming.
After all, even the most basic immortal essence stone—Xian Yuan Stone—costs two hundred thousand points each. Fifty million points can only be exchanged for two hundred and fifty stones.
It doesn’t even compare to that one big score he pulled off in the Western Sea Realm!
Still, compared to the Western Sea Realm, where he could only pull off one heist before fleeing, the potential in the Celestial Pivot Star Domain is far greater!
The reason is simple: here, his one-star avatar can unleash its full power, unrivaled by anyone, and without the risk of triggering the Heavenly Tribulation!
Basically, this is the best grinding dungeon he’s encountered so far.
Not too hard, not too easy—as long as he doesn’t provoke those old monsters lurking in the forbidden zones, a single run can net him over a hundred million points. A few more runs, and he’s looking at several billion. Way better than that one-time deal in the Western Sea Realm!
[Ding! The group leader has claimed the mission reward. Group 108 gains +200,000 EXP.]
[Ding! The group leader has claimed the advanced mission reward. Group 108 gains +2,500,000 EXP.]
[Group 108 has leveled up to Lv. 22. 480,000+ EXP remaining until Lv. 23.]
[Group welfare check-in rewards have been upgraded. Members can now claim 2,200 points daily.]
[The daily group red packet limit has increased to items worth 22,000 points (1 point = 10 low-grade spirit stones).]
[Daily red packet restrictions have been refreshed.]
A series of group notifications instantly sent the members into a frenzy.
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Holy crap, we’ve got a god-tier carry in the group! I’m already lying flat—don’t hold back just because I’m delicate. Keep it coming, don’t stop! (eyes rolling back.jpg)]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Wait, let me do the math. Daily check-ins now give 2,200 points, which is 22,000 low-grade spirit stones as a baseline. That’s 660,000 a month… Hahaha, even my sect isn’t this rich!]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Hahaha, being invited into this group by the leader is a blessing I must’ve earned over eight lifetimes!]
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Happiness shared is happiness doubled. Here, have some. The group leader sends a luck-based red packet worth 220,000 low-grade spirit stones.]
[‘The God of Light is Unemployed’ snagged 60,000.]
[‘I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed’ snagged 110,000.]
[‘The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands’ snagged 20,000.]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Damn it, I got the worst luck again!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: I was wrong. Following the group leader isn’t just about eating nine meals in three days—we’ve already eaten nine meals in less than a day! The leader’s generosity is next-level. I’m in love!]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: It’s almost laughable. My Fang family’s thousand clansmen work their butts off for a month, and it still doesn’t compare to this one red packet from the leader. What’s the point of hard work? What’s the meaning of persistence? How tough is it to keep going alone?]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Hold on, Fang Zheng, let me handle this!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Me too! Some people persist out of duty, others… [Click to expand details]]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Hey, don’t steal my lines! I once screamed into the void, but gradually… [Click to expand details]]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Just a bit of hardship, that’s all.]
"Hahaha, hilarious! Absolutely hilarious!"
In the Illusory Star Cave, Chen Yi’s true self burst into rare, hearty laughter.
So what if the group members were a bit mediocre? With these jokers around, the lonely path of cultivation had become a lot more lively.
But wait, someone’s missing?
Where’s that lovesick Runner-up?
He didn’t even bother grabbing such a fat red packet for his so-called "white moonlight"?
If memory serves, he’s only at the Foundation Establishment stage, right?
What kind of "white moonlight" could possibly be worth more than thirty thousand spirit stones?
Let’s be real—with thirty thousand spirit stones’ purchasing power, even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator would swallow their pride.
Can’t get her? Can’t even move on?
Worse yet, he can’t have her, and his "white moonlight" is about to marry someone else!
Those shackled by love can never achieve greatness. If he really can’t let go, just take her by force! Bottled-up emotions are the bane of cultivation!
After a moment of contemplation, Chen Yi, exasperated, tagged the former group leader in the chat.
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: @Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World, what’s your situation? Speak up now—this is your first and final warning. This group doesn’t welcome simps!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: You hear that, Runner-up? The leader has spoken—no simps allowed! (sucking up.jpg)]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: @Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World, stop struggling. She’s getting married—she doesn’t love you!]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: @Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World, buddy, instead of groveling, use that time to improve yourself. When you reach greater heights and witness grander vistas, you’ll realize your "white moonlight" was never that special. Now hurry up and claim that red packet!]
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Second warning. No response? You’re kicked!]
As expected, the leader’s stern warning carried weight.
Runner-up finally replied.
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: Apologies, I just freed myself up. I couldn’t respond earlier. But let me ask this—if a person is endlessly driven by desire, then what is the meaning of life? What is the purpose of existence?]
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?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
