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?
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?"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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?"
