Before Ling Xiao suddenly fell gravely ill, the chat group had autonomously launched the beta test for the Celestial Realm Trial section as planned.
The beta team consisted of three members: "The Han Family's Young Miss from Gaodao" Han Qianxue as the captain, "Escaped Salted Fish Rice" Chen Fusheng as the deputy captain, and "Tribulation Transcendent" Ye Chen as the team member.
"The Han Family's Young Miss from Gaodao" was already dead—killed by Chen Yi. He was determined to steal her account, and no one could stop him!
But the other two team members were different. The clone-colored pearls had merely lain dormant in places they couldn't see, not yet striking out!
The original plan was to deal with them slowly after entering the Celestial Realm.
But plans never survive contact with reality!
Because Ling Xiao suddenly fell gravely ill!
While the Celestial Realm Trial section was still incomplete, it inexplicably pushed the trial to all chat groups, causing over a thousand innocent members to die in vain while also alerting the Celestial Realm. The current Immortal Emperor Wuji personally came knocking on Ling Xiao's door!
The situation became eerily turbulent. The beta team lingered at the edges of the Celestial Realm, hesitating, but ultimately had to retreat due to the overwhelming risks.
It's worth noting that due to Han Qianxue's absence, the substitute member "Cycle of Heavenly Dao" Yu Zian was also gifted two clone-colored pearls.
No need to thank him—Chen Yi was just doing what he had to.
So now, among the thirty group members, there was "The Han Family's Young Miss from Gaodao," an openly controlled account, as well as three dormant sleeper agents: "Escaped Salted Fish Rice," "Cycle of Heavenly Dao," and "Tribulation Transcendent" Ye Chen!
None of this information had been archived in the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, so even if the little golden dragon was the artifact spirit, it couldn't find out!
"Stupid dragon, I gave you a chance, but you blew it!" Chen Yi shook his head slightly, then with a thought, activated the clone-colored pearl hidden near "Tribulation Transcendent" Ye Chen!
This brother, who had taken the fall for him multiple times and had even challenged the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, was about to get a lesson he wouldn't forget!
......
Nine Heavens Spirit Domain.
The name sounded impressive, but in reality, this was just a pseudo-Celestial Realm, and its Heavenly Dao was somewhat unstable, as if it had only recently ascended.
Precisely because of this, Chen Yi had no interest in this world's Heavenly Dao. He only robbed the rich to help the poor—never bullying those already struggling.
Whether this was fortunate or unfortunate was hard to say. Being overlooked because you're too weak to be worth the effort was a bit humiliating.
Of course, the Nine Heavens Heavenly Dao had no idea it had escaped disaster due to its weakness, just as Ye Chen had no idea he was about to suffer.
At this moment, within the Cloud Palace of the Spirit Domain's center...
Ye Chen, seated cross-legged on a misty meditation cushion with his eyes closed—though in reality, he was just idly chatting in the group—suddenly shuddered!
"Ugh... Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?"
Ye Chen sucked in a sharp breath, his immortal body trembling uncontrollably as goosebumps rose across his flawless skin.
For a true immortal, this was highly unusual!
Especially for one who had once faced annihilation in the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, experienced the terror of life and death, and honed his instincts to the extreme!
"Not good!"
Without hesitation, Ye Chen obeyed his instincts and flashed into the chaotic void currents, immediately sending a distress call in the group chat.
Unfortunately, that message would never be sent.
Because Chen Yi's clone had been lurking beside him all along—every move he made was part of Chen Yi's plan!
Unlike the other two sleeper agents, Ye Chen was... somewhat of a sensitive soul. That made him the perfect candidate for activation.
After all, if Chen Yi acted directly in the real world, no matter how fast he was, the account would still show abnormal connection delays. But in the dimensional gaps of the chaotic void? Connection delays were normal!
So, to activate a sleeper agent right under the nose of the artifact spirit, the Big Dumb Dragon, without raising suspicion, the agent had to willingly enter the chaotic void.
"Escaped Salted Fish Rice" was a reckless brute, and "Cycle of Heavenly Dao" was a Confucian cultivator who nurtured righteous energy—both were stubborn enough to face danger head-on even if their instincts warned them.
Only Ye Chen, this "sensitive soul" traumatized by the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, would flee at the first sign of trouble!
And for a true immortal, the first choice for escape was the boundless, directionless chaotic void, where spatial coordinates shifted endlessly. Unless two people entered at the exact same time and place, they'd instantly lose track of each other—finding someone again would be like searching for a needle in a haystack!
The moment Ye Chen entered the chaotic void, he felt secure.
And the moment Chen Yi scared him into the void, he also felt secure.
This was what you called a win-win!
By the time Ye Chen realized what was happening, it was already too late.
He never expected a fist to emerge from his own luscious hair!
A single punch sent his brain ringing like a gong!
While his consciousness was still muddled, a brutal surge of soul force forcibly invaded his sea of consciousness, roughly tampering with the chat group's anchor point!
Yes, Ye Chen was only a true immortal—he hadn't yet reached the stage where the anchor point solidified into a will imprint.
Everything happened in an instant. By the time Ye Chen's intelligence reclaimed the high ground and his thoughts cleared, the first thing he noticed was that his account was gone!
Well... not gone gone. The account still existed—his divine sense could still access the chat group anchor point. But now, his presence was flagged as irrelevant noise and kicked out, with the system displaying: "Account currently in use by owner."
What the—?!
"Account in use by owner"?
Since when?!
What kind of nightmare is this?! Begone, foul spirits, begone—!
"Wake up!" Chen Yi's calm voice snapped him out of his existential crisis. With mild amusement, he asked, "So, 'Tribulation Transcendent,' huh? Played with the Immortal Ascension Tribulation? Who gave you the guts?"
Gulp.
Ye Chen swallowed hard, then sniffled. No matter how much he wanted to deny reality, the bastard who'd ambushed him had spoken. Deluding himself further would just be rude.
He cautiously studied the handsome young man standing calmly before him and carefully replied:
"Senior, I didn't mean to challenge the tribulation! I was just too absorbed in my cultivation and couldn't hold back—I accidentally broke through to the tribulation stage and triggered it. I barely survived, but I swear I'll never do it again!"
"Are you... here from the Upper Realm to eliminate tribulation fugitives?"
"I want to report others! I want to redeem myself! I know a place hiding many who became immortals without enduring the tribulation!"
Chen Yi: "......"
Wow. You're really sensitive, aren't you?
I just asked one question, and you spilled your entire life story?!
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?!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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!
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?"
