As is well known, ordinary cultivators would never create a large number of avatars, let alone forge avatars with interconnected origins capable of merging and ascending into higher-tier avatars!
This is because it would lead to an extreme dispersion of one’s essence, which is detrimental to cultivation.
At most, a typical cultivator would create three avatars—any more would scatter their spiritual power, weakening their control over the avatars and potentially resulting in the "strongest becomes the true self" scenario, a complete inversion of the natural order.
But Chen Yi was no ordinary cultivator. To withstand the Tribulation of Ascension and prevent the world from collapsing under the weight of his power, he had forged a total of forty-nine avatars to distribute his strength!
As for why the "strongest becomes the true self" situation hadn’t occurred, it was mainly because the original self remained transcendent, and all forty-nine avatars were maintained at the same level, making them easier to control.
But now...
"Original, let me handle this mission—I’m stronger, and I’m not afraid of getting struck by lightning!"
"Original? I am the original!"
"The strongest becomes the original!"
"Brothers, the three of us probably can’t take on that freak of an original yet. I suggest merging and ascending to Two-Star first, then challenging him!"
"Hey, that’s a great idea!"
"I’m fine with anything!"
"..."
Clearly, three One-Star Immortal Avatars had surged far beyond the standard level, developing thoughts divergent from the original’s will—daring to invert the natural order!
Chen Yi’s lips twitched. He felt like laughing, but couldn’t bring himself to.
The reason he wanted to laugh was that these three avatars’ ideas were merely different manifestations of his own will.
Yet the reason he couldn’t laugh was that their personalities had grown too distinct, potentially leading them to defy his will.
It was like standing at a crossroads—one path marked "life," the other "death." Two voices would arise in one’s mind: one advocating caution and choosing life, the other daring them to test the path of death.
In such a situation, the prudent original would choose life, but the reckless, battle-hungry avatar... would it truly obey the original’s choice?
Of course not—it would want to see if the path of death really led to death!
Thus, humans are contradictory beings, constantly generating conflicting thoughts.
If the original will couldn’t suppress these diverging opinions, who knew what outrageous stunts these three avatars might pull?
"All of you, stay put!"
Chen Yi’s original self glared sharply, instantly clearing his mind of all the flashy, chaotic thoughts.
The three One-Star Immortal Avatars finally settled down, no longer clamoring to challenge the original.
But this was only a temporary peace. Over time, these three avatars, now beyond the standard level, would inevitably resurface as representatives of conflicting ideas, ready to argue with the original again!
There was only one way to resolve this inversion of the natural order:
Bring all the other ordinary One-Star avatars up to the same level!
And for that, he needed points—badly.
Meanwhile, the idiots in the group chat were too busy harassing female members instead of doing anything productive, and his three avatars kept yapping in his ear, telling him how to act. How could he not be furious?!
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Elsewhere, Fang Zheng, having received his orders, immediately began his own outrageous antics.
The condition to trigger a group assistance quest was simple: imminent mortal danger!
Previously, the Guardian Star Seal had protected him—no matter how recklessly he provoked others, as long as they couldn’t breach the seal’s domain, he was safe.
But now...
Fang Zheng voluntarily deactivated three layers of the Guardian Star Seal’s restrictions, then turned with a proud smirk and calmly called out:
"My son!"
Fang Fan, standing on the ground, blinked in confusion. "What?"
Fang Zheng took a deep breath. "Watch this move closely."
Fang Fan frowned. "Why?"
"Because... it’s gonna be epic!"
"..."
Before Fang Fan could react with disgust, Fang Zheng’s lips curled into a smirk.
Then, he stopped holding back—revealing his full power!
The previously suppressing gravitational field of the Guardian Star Seal weakened abruptly, and the overwhelming force of twenty-four Supreme Rulers instantly descended!
Yet Fang Zheng showed no fear. Instead, he arrogantly raised his middle finger, his expression dripping with disdain—as if the most powerful beings in the Celestial Pivot Star Domain were nothing but a bunch of weaklings!
The twenty-four Supreme Rulers, hidden in the shadows, narrowed their eyes. From this fool’s brazen attitude, they deduced his intention—to summon that flawless Emperor-level Outer Demon. Thus, they didn’t press forward but cautiously maintained their field, preparing for the arrival of the terrifying entity!
"Pfft—"
Fang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood. Having misjudged the force, the Guardian Star Seal—now with only forty-two restrictions lifted—failed to fully protect him. The overwhelming field pressure instantly inflicted what could only be described as a "minor fatal injury"!
"Dad!!!"
Fang Fan’s eyes nearly burst with rage. Seeing his father’s aura withering away, his heart burned with fury—he wished he could ascend to Emperorhood right then and slaughter every last one of those Supreme Rulers.
"I’m fine. Just watch and learn!"
Fang Zheng forced a reassuring look at his son, then burned his life force to restore himself to peak condition, his gaze blazing toward the distance.
[Ding! Detected that you are facing mortal danger beyond your ability to resolve.]
[Assistance Quest Generated: Group member ‘I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice’ has drawn the ire of local supreme powers due to deep ties with Outer Demons and is now in mortal peril. Capable members are requested to lend aid.]
[Combat Requirement: 300 million or above.]
[Reward: 500 million points, 30 million group EXP.]
[Broadcasting to the group. All members have 30 seconds to accept. Failure to respond will forward the quest to the public pool.]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice: Group Leader, hurry! I can’t hold on much longer!]
[Damn Tribulation’s Still Chasing Me: On my way. The chaos you’ve stirred… I shall quell it!]
[The Group Leader has accepted the quest. Spatial teleportation initiating.]
Though muted members couldn’t spam the chat, it didn’t stop them from worshipping the Group Leader in real life.
The 500 million points were beyond their wildest dreams, but the 30 million group EXP was a tangible benefit!
Not only would leveling up the group grant them better daily rewards, but given the Group Leader’s generosity, would he ever shortchange them on red packets?
Of course not!
With a godlike carry in the group, all they had to do was sit back and enjoy the ride.
Being part of this group was a blessing they couldn’t have earned in eight lifetimes!
The only one who didn’t yet grasp the Group Leader’s greatness was perhaps the newest member, Liu Ruyan.
The woman was still sulking over her mute status, drawing circles to curse someone in her resentment.
Who knew if she’d be so overwhelmed with joy later that… her legs wouldn’t even stay together?
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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?!
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?"
