"Brother Ye, we’ve caught a big fish!"
Fang Zheng’s face was flushed, his scalp tingling with excitement.
When he first entered that strange space and saw Ye Ancai, who had been immobilized by Brother Ye, he had also spotted something he hadn’t laid eyes on in over a decade—
A chat interface!
This thing was special, anchored in the sea of consciousness and operable directly through thought. But for convenience, most group members preferred projecting the panel into the real world.
After all, aside from transmigrators whose soul fluctuations met the criteria, ordinary people couldn’t see it at all, so there was no need to hide it.
But Fang Zheng just so happened to meet the conditions. And with Ye Ancai immobilized, unaware that he was also a fellow transmigrator, he had carelessly operated the chat right in front of Fang Zheng—exposing everything!
Who was Fang Zheng?
A guy who had ridden Brother Yi’s coattails back when the chat group was still intact!
Though his cultivation level was still low, his vision was absolutely strategic-tier!
So when he saw Ye Ancai still using the chat group normally, he had already pieced together the truth behind the group’s collapse!
If his guess was right, the shutdown of the chat group had to be Brother Yi’s doing—a split!
Otherwise, how could a measly early-stage True Immortal like Ye Ancai have a peak ranking higher than Brother Ye, who had been a mid-stage True Immortal for ten years?
Meaning, their faction was the splinter group, while Ye Ancai belonged to the orthodox faction!
And the reason their splinter group had gone offline was likely to evade pursuit by the orthodox faction!
As for this orthodox member who had suddenly barged into the Purple Star Continent... he couldn’t be allowed to stay!
But whether to kill or spare him wasn’t Fang Zheng’s call—he had to report to Brother Yi!
The moment this realization struck, Fang Zheng didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward and knocked out the immobilized Ye Ancai with a single elbow strike!
A mid-stage Pseudo-Immortal knocking out an early-stage True Immortal?
It sounded absurd, but the real heavy hitter was Ye Wuchen, a peak True Immortal. He had been the one to suppress Ye Ancai first, preventing him from using the strange space to mount an effective counterattack. Fang Zheng was just the finisher, the straw that broke the camel’s back!
Whoosh!
Ye Wuchen stored the blood-stained pouch, now emitting eerie fluctuations after activation, into an isolated pocket dimension. Only then did he let out a long breath and ask gravely, "What big fish?"
Fang Zheng replied solemnly, "He’s a group member—and he can still use the chat group normally!"
"Let’s go find Brother Yi!"
Ye Wuchen immediately understood. Without hesitation, he swept up the unconscious Ye Ancai, Fang Zheng, and the still-snoring Fang Fan, then shot straight toward the Illusory Star Grotto.
Inside the Illusory Star Grotto.
Chen Yi’s true form appeared to be meditating, but in reality, his consciousness was wandering afar, manipulating the scattered Chaos Colored Pearls to lay his schemes.
The Little Golden Dragon was currently leading a team of eleven—all Celestial Immortals and above—on a resource-gathering mission in the so-called "Immortal Realm."
Why was Chen Yi so certain this "Immortal Realm" was fake?
Simple!
If it were the real Immortal Realm, the Chaos Colored Pearls would have sensed the aura of the Immortal Ascension Tribulation!
But in this "Immortal Realm," the aura was so faint it might as well not exist—like a fleeting trace left behind by the tribulation, gone with a single breath.
Combined with Wuji’s strange behavior when he had tried to force his way in...
This "Immortal Realm" had to be a front set up by Wuji to avoid direct contact with the lower realms!
Though he didn’t know what in the lower realms could make an Immortal Emperor so cautious, since Wuji insisted on keeping his distance, Chen Yi wasn’t about to hold back!
Immediately, he quietly gathered all the Chaos Colored Pearls carried by the team members—except for the Little Golden Dragon—into one place.
In this "Immortal Realm" under Wuji’s control, directly attacking the team was too risky. And without knowing what tricks Wuji had planted on them, Chen Yi would never attempt to control them either!
Back when he hadn’t understood Wuji’s depths, he had carelessly consumed something from him and paid the price—having to sever 60% of his tainted soul power, spending a full decade recovering!
Such a painful lesson had to be remembered.
After all, Wuji wasn’t Ling Xiao. The man had too many schemes, and a single misstep could lead to disaster. Vigilance was a must!
Speaking of Ling Xiao... what the hell was that idiot up to lately?
Making me shoulder Wuji’s pressure without even offering compensation? How shameless!
Knock knock knock...
Just as he was stewing, a gentle, polite rapping sounded at the door.
Outside the Illusory Star Grotto, Ye Wuchen held Ye Ancai aloft, barely containing his excitement as he called out softly,
"Brother Yi, may we come in? We’ve got a surprise for you!"
Hearing this, Chen Yi’s interest was piqued.
Who was Ye Wuchen?
His lucky general!
And with Fang Zheng, another top-tier strategist, by his side?
Whatever surprise these two had cooked up couldn’t possibly be ordinary.
"Come in. Let’s see it!"
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?"
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."
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...
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?"
