There exists a peculiar and mystical resonance among the Chosen Ones of Destiny.
Like the magnetic poles attracting each other, as if yearning to merge into one!
This is a natural phenomenon, for the Heavenly Keys behind them were originally a single entity.
In nearly every era, the Nine Great Divine Realms' Heavenly Keys select a Chosen One to act as their proxy, seeking out other Heavenly Keys to communicate and attempt the reunification of the Divine Realm's Heavenly Dao.
Yet, alas, variables are too numerous, compounded by the interference of the Immortal Realm behind the scenes. Almost every Chosen One, fresh out of their "beginner village," either falls to the corruption of Calamity's power or is slain by mutated Calamity Spawn.
One could say the Divine Realm's coffin lid has been nailed shut too tightly, leaving no visible hope for revival.
But the Heavenly Keys refuse to give up. Instead, they select increasingly powerful Chosen Ones, generation after generation, each paving the way with accumulated experience and latent potential, awaiting a single explosive moment!
...
Well, that was just wishful thinking born of unwillingness.
At their peak, they had only managed to stand toe-to-toe with the Immortal Realm. Now, after eons of the Immortal Realm's dominance, the force pressing down on that coffin lid is far beyond what the shattered, nine-fragment Heavenly Keys could hope to lift.
Thus, when Tianxuan—the Key of Balance—chose to manifest her proxy here and clashed with one of the current era's Destiny Candidates,
Yuhang—the Key of Creation, hidden in the shadows—fell into deep contemplation.
She, too, was a fragrant elder sister, identical in appearance to Tianxuan's proxy, yet differing in aura.
If Tianxuan embodied the paradox of balance, then Yuhang was the very definition of vibrant vitality. The dense spiritual essence of heaven and earth filled the entire space—a single breath could extend a mortal's life, and with sufficient endurance, a few more might even grant immortality!
"Wait, Tianxuan, how did you know I was hiding here?"
"Likely a coincidence, but we can't rule out the possibility that Tianxuan has undergone some change!"
"According to the calculations of the Epoch Deviation Calendar, there are still one hundred and eight years and two and a half months until the current era's Chosen One is meant to set forth. Tianxuan, as the guardian of balance, has always been the last to intervene as the final safeguard. Yet this time, she has activated the Chosen One prematurely—there must be a reason behind it!"
"Judging by the strength of this proxy, she shouldn't have been able to withstand the corruption of the Calamity Sea and traverse the void to arrive here. There must be external assistance involved!"
"Tianxuan... have you been exposed?"
As Yuhang pondered and analyzed, a sudden anomaly erupted on the battlefield!
A ferocious Sixth-Rank Calamity Spawn descended from the skies!
"RAAARGH!!!"
"You smell delicious—I’m going to devour you!!!"
The monstrous Calamity Spawn roared, launching an attack toward Dai Yuanshan and Yuhang’s Destiny Candidate.
Once the mask was donned, Ye Ancai fully unleashed his unrestrained self, his body convulsing and twisting grotesquely.
"Don’t you dare harm my brother!"
Liu Bi, who had been standing idly by, suddenly bellowed. His muscles bulged as wind and thunder exploded around him. He lunged forward with a sliding tackle...
Only to slide perfectly into the Sixth-Rank Calamity Spawn’s gaping maw.
Ye Wuchen: "..."
Seriously? That acting was so bad.
Don’t you dare call yourself my student outside—I refuse to be associated with this embarrassment!
"BROTHER!!!" Dai Yuanshan’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets. He forcibly halted his struggle against the teacher, instantly sent flying by the residual shockwaves. After tumbling twice on the ground, he scrambled back up and charged furiously at the Calamity Spawn, which was still smacking its lips.
"GIVE HIM BACK!!!"
Such crude theatrics might not fool the sharp-witted, but they worked perfectly on this naive and gullible fool.
Especially someone like Dai Yuanshan, whose temper flared too easily. His mind was blank, completely forgetting that his teacher was still lurking in the shadows.
Ye Wuchen: "..."
You too. Don’t ever admit you’re my student—utterly shameful.
"Sir, I urge you to calm down. Whoever you are, and whatever grudge you hold against my student, we now face a common enemy. Let us join forces to eliminate this monstrosity before settling our differences!"
The teacher’s voice was stern.
His surname was Murong, given name Dugu—a cultivation instructor at the nearby Third People’s Middle School, specializing in all disciplines. He had some knowledge of these randomly appearing creatures.
In truth, such monsters frequently "dropped" into the world at random. According to the pioneers' research, this world existed within a shifting, eerie sea—moving at a speed of 0.009527 light-years per day, devouring everything in its path. The creatures that couldn’t be fully digested would then fall into the world.
These abominations were known as Calamity Spawn!
And this one that had just appeared was clearly a powerful specimen!
Yet, compared to normal Calamity Spawn, something felt off—though he couldn’t pinpoint what.
But this one was undeniably strong. The energy scanner labeled it as Sixth-Rank, equivalent to a Unity-stage cultivator. Worse, the eerie black mist it emitted disrupted signals, preventing him from calling the school for backup.
He was only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. Though he carried a plasma-field bracelet gifted by his elders—capable of suppressing Unity-stage foes—it couldn’t deal significant damage.
If his energy ran out and the monster escaped, the three students he’d brought for practical training would be doomed!
That was unacceptable!
Fortunately, there was a fire-type superhuman here. Though his level wasn’t high, his offensive power was exceptional—his flames registered off the charts!
With his cooperation, they stood at least an 80% chance of defeating this Sixth-Rank Calamity Spawn.
It was just a shame about that other wind-and-thunder dual-type superhuman. How did he get swallowed in one sliding tackle?
Ah, right—how did Liu Bi get eaten?
He wasn’t.
The moment he "entered," Ye Ancai had casually tossed him into the bushes.
The smacking lips and chewing act? Pure psychological pressure—to force the two Destiny Candidates to unite, thereby testing whether Murong Dugu could shed the "Candidate" from his title.
Such a crude trick might fool those embroiled in the moment, but trying to deceive a Heavenly Key of the Divine Realm? That was like covering one’s ears while stealing a bell!
Yuhang—the Key of Creation—saw right through the clown beneath that demonic mask.
"Mid-stage True Immortal, reeking of rootless water—Tianxuan’s signature purifying power of balance..."
"Yet, that necklace around his neck is no ordinary artifact. Had he not revealed it, even I wouldn’t have noticed..."
"Tianxuan, you’ve truly handed me a dilemma."
Yuhang’s gaze deepened. After a brief silence, she waved her hand, summoning a mist-shrouded path leading to the depths of the Abyssal Void.
At its end stood a grand coral palace.
Inside, Xie Buruo lay slumped within an ice coffin, his fingers idly flicking through the images reflected in the Primordial Mirror of Beginnings. Scenes of the past played before him as he stared blankly, lost in nostalgia, occasionally chuckling to himself.
Yuhang—the Key of Creation: "..."
What’s wrong with this kid?
Why does he seem... done with life?
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...
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?"
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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?"
