"Qianxue, don't be afraid, it's me! I'm here to save you!"
In a mysterious pocket dimension, Shen Lingxi untied the special restraints of a mystical pouch, releasing a bewildered Han Qianxue.
Just moments ago, using an intangible mask obtained after their leader's breakthrough to the Golden Immortal realm, Shen Lingxi had silently infiltrated the Azure Cloud Continent. She sneaked up to Han Qianxue, who was engrossed in nurturing her immortal meridians, and swiftly pulled out a Heaven-Devouring Pouch to capture and whisk her away!
The entire operation was executed flawlessly, smooth as silk—a result of tens of thousands of rehearsals, ensuring not a single misstep.
"Qianxue, I know you've suffered these past days, but it's all over now. Things will get better." Shen Lingxi sighed with pity as she observed Han Qianxue's weakened aura.
Just look at her unstable immortal energy—it was clear she hadn’t had a proper meal in ages.
That man truly deserved death, not leaving even a single Immortal Origin Stone for Qianxue!
"Wait... why is it you, Lingxi-jie? Why you?! You shouldn’t have come!"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Han Qianxue’s expression darkened with anguish.
"I know what you’re afraid of, but don’t worry. Our leader has gained a great opportunity in the Immortal Realm—one that can shield you from that man’s surveillance. He can’t control you anymore!" Shen Lingxi reassured her gently.
"Really?" Han Qianxue lifted her hand with a hollow smile, revealing a seemingly ordinary bracelet of Chaos-Colored Beads.
Shen Lingxi, however, noticed nothing amiss and instead beamed. "Oh? Qianxue-mei, this little bracelet is quite delicate. Though the material seems plain, was it a gift from a sweetheart?"
Han Qianxue shut her eyes in pain. "Lingxi-jie, trust me—just surrender."
If she couldn’t even recognize that man’s methods, what good was this so-called "shielding"?
This was practically feeding meat to a dog!
Shen Lingxi frowned slightly. "Qianxue-mei, I know that man is your nightmare, but you must believe in our leader this time. He’s truly gone all out—he’s inherited the legacy of a Dao Ancestor!"
"Do you even know what a Dao Ancestor is? Above Mystic Immortals are Golden Immortals, beyond them are Taiyi Immortals, and transcending Taiyi leads to Great Luo. Only by surpassing Great Luo can one become a Dao Ancestor—a true titan of the Immortal Realm!"
"That man may have some skill, but he’s nothing special. Before a Dao Ancestor’s treasure..."
Before she could finish, Han Qianxue cut her off with a bitter laugh. "Lingxi-jie, you’ve become unfamiliar to me. I don’t know what you’ve experienced in the Immortal Realm, but it feels like your once-sharp mind has been clouded."
"What are you talking about? I don’t understand." Shen Lingxi gave her a strange look. "Have you been brainwashed by that man?"
"It’s fine. Even if you have, our leader can save you now!"
"Ah, can’t you see it yet?" Han Qianxue sighed deeply before raising her wrist again, murmuring softly, "Stop lurking in the shadows. Come out, my true leader."
Han Qianxue hadn’t wanted to betray Shen Lingxi, but Chen Yi had always been by her side. And... Lingxi-jie seemed to be tainted by something foul—her mind dulled, her perception warped, her thoughts obstructed!
She had dropped enough hints, yet Shen Lingxi kept dodging the issue!
This wasn’t the Lingxi-jie she knew!
The sharp-witted Lingxi-jie would never be this oblivious!
She must have been corrupted by something sinister!
Rather than letting her drift further into delusion alongside that incompetent fool, it was better to surrender now. Though risky, at least she could remain lucid!
The next moment, the Chaos-Colored Beads on Han Qianxue’s wrist erupted in a dazzling radiance!
Yet the brilliance lasted only an instant before a majestic golden light emerged from the void, forcibly suppressing the beads’ glow!
Then, the golden light enveloped both Han Qianxue and Shen Lingxi, drawing them into its embrace!
Witnessing this, Shen Lingxi froze, her body trembling uncontrollably as tears streamed from her eyes. "Qianxue-mei... run... run as far as you can..."
"The Immortal Realm... the Immortal Realm has..."
"Huh? What did I just say? Why do my eyes feel sore? Was your bracelet too bright?"
Han Qianxue stayed silent.
She was certain now—this wasn’t the real Shen Lingxi, but a counterfeit with altered consciousness!
The true Lingxi-jie was trapped deep within her soul, and for just a moment, she had broken free, weeping and begging her to flee!
But before she could finish, the corruption reclaimed control.
What was in the Immortal Realm?
She didn’t know—and didn’t want to.
All she knew was that Lingxi-jie needed her rescue.
Chen Yi, help me!
......
"How intriguing. Truly intriguing!"
Within the Illusory Star Cave, Chen Yi’s true form gazed intently, flashes of imagery flickering in his pupils.
"After observing for so long, you’ve finally mustered the courage to manipulate the little golden dragon into action?"
"Forcing it to unlock its potential, using a Dao Ancestor’s artifact to mend the incomplete Primordial Chaos Creation Disk—are you trying to destroy it?"
"Little golden dragon, you’ve grown bold, suppressing even my Three-Star Chaos Doppelgänger. Not bad—you’ve reached at least Four-Star strength!"
"But if I summon a Five-Star, won’t you just explode?"
"Hmm... currently, the little golden dragon has a Four-Star Chaos Doppelgänger hidden nearby. The other members carry thirty-six Chaos-Colored Beads among them, plus the nine on Han Qianxue—totaling seventy-two beads lurking in the Immortal Realm’s corner. Just nine more, and I can fuse a Five-Star..."
Chen Yi’s expression turned grave. Had this been before his journey through the River of Time to relive his 83rd Immortal Ascension Tribulation, deploying eighty-one Chaos Doppelgängers would’ve been too costly—with only 121 doppelgängers in total, losing so many would’ve crippled him.
With the tribulation sealed and no replenishment, he’d have no strength left for further schemes.
But now?
If they’re lost, I’ll just go back and demand more from the tribulation!
Short on doppelgängers?
Impossible!
I have more than enough!
With a wave of his hand, a hundred Chaos-Colored Beads materialized before him!
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?"
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
