Chen Yi's words were crude, but the reasoning behind them wasn't.
Could a group of late-stage Soul Unity cultivators really not distinguish between truth and falsehood?
No, they could tell perfectly well!
But...
The illusion conjured by the Nightmare Spirit looked exactly like the Tribulation Transcender. Even if they knew it was fake, would they dare strike?
To attack a fake Tribulation Transcender right in front of the real one?
Wouldn't that be slapping him in the face?
Who would dare act so recklessly?
"Damn it, cursed Tribulation Transcender! I'm not afraid of you!"
Suddenly, a furious roar erupted from the crowd.
A burly man clad in a white tiger pelt stood with trembling legs, yet his eyes burned with unwavering resolve.
The late-stage Soul Unity cultivators immediately recognized him—Shan Biao, the new Demon King and son of the White Tiger Mountain Lord, ruler of all demonkind.
His father had been forced by the despicable Tribulation Transcender to undergo the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, never to return. Only a tombstone floating in the starry void remained as proof he had once existed.
Admittedly, this filial young white tiger's audacity to bare his fangs at the Tribulation Transcender earned their admiration—but not their confidence.
"Shan Biao, don't be reckless!"
A fox elder immediately scolded him. As the former chief strategist under the White Tiger Mountain Lord, he had watched Shan Biao grow up and couldn't stand by as the last of his lord's bloodline threw his life away.
"Uncle Tu Shan, no more warnings," Shan Biao shook his head, his gaze resolute. "My mind is made up. Life or death means nothing to me now!"
Though he knew his father's strength had been lacking, hadn't the Tribulation Transcender's relentless pressure forced him into that fatal tribulation?
The Tribulation Transcender had murdered his father!
Shan Biao's hatred ran deep. If not for his elders' desperate pleas and the burden of leadership weighing on him, he would have long stormed the Illusory Star Cavern to avenge his father.
But today, he refused to hold back any longer!
Even knowing the Tribulation Transcender was invincible, even aware he might be crushed like an ant—he would not retreat!
ROAR!!!
With a thunderous growl, he transformed into his true form—a massive white tiger with piercing eyes and striped fur.
"Chen Yi, FIGHT ME!!!"
The next moment—
"Meow~"
The giant tiger was lifted by the scruff of his neck like a kitten, dangling from Chen Yi's grip.
Shan Biao's mind went blank. The familiar sensation made him recall childhood memories, as if glimpsing his father's gentle face once more.
Chen Yi eyed the now-tail-tucked tiger and sighed. "Courageous, but still lacking. About your father... I'm sorry. If you want revenge, fine—but you're too weak now. Go defeat the Nightmare Spirit, break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, then come find me."
With that, he tossed the bristling tiger straight at the Nightmare Spirit.
Swift as lightning!
The Nightmare Spirit instantly mirrored Shan Biao's deepest fear, morphing into Chen Yi's form and sneering, "Trash, back for more?!"
"ROAR!!!"
Shan Biao howled at the sky. Having shattered his mental shackles, he feared neither the real Chen Yi nor this fake!
He lunged, jaws gaping, and swallowed "Chen Yi" whole.
"GRRRR!!! WHO ELSE?! WHAT's THE TRIBULATION TRANSCENDER WORTH?! HE'S JUST A !"
Ding!
Mid-rant, the Decree of Fate's passive triggered. The devoured Nightmare Spirit tore through Shan Biao's belly, spilling his organs across the ground in a gruesome spectacle.
Overcoming the Nightmare Spirit was no simple feat. Conquering fear was merely the first trial—only by enduring the heart's tribulation and surpassing oneself could one prevail!
This had nothing to do with Chen Yi's influence. Weakness was weakness. If you're bad, train harder!
In fact, Chen Yi grinned and gave a thumbs-up, applauding Shan Biao's bravery.
Witnessing this, the Soul Unity experts exchanged glances, their hearts inexplicably racing.
He... really doesn't mind?
What now?
Should they try it too?
Beating up the Tribulation Transcender in front of the Tribulation Transcender... Just imagining it felt thrilling!
Forget consequences—they'd deal with those later!
The Violet Star cultivators had suffered under the Tribulation Transcender long enough!!!
"My poor senior brother Daoist Puxuan perished in the Immortal Ascension Tribulation! Damned Nightmare Spirit, GIVE HIM BACK!!!"
"Nightmare Spirit, what crime did my husband commit? He promised to bring me a Nine Revolutions Beauty Herb when he left for that gathering! And now? He's gone, transformed into a Heavenly Carefree Immortal, forever busy! Do you know my loneliness through endless nights?!"
"Nightmare Spirit, I'll you..."
Years of pent-up grievances poured out, though these late-stage Soul Unity cultivators opted for subtler jabs compared to Shan Biao's recklessness.
Chen Yi rubbed his temples. Seeing they'd shed their fear and finally displayed their true prowess, he summoned the idle Qin Sheng to supervise before vanishing into the secret realm's depths.
He had two objectives here.
First: nurture "workers" to alleviate the Violet Star Heavenly Dao's strain. This was already on track.
Second: advance the "Village Encirclement Strategy"—using the Demon Expulsion Dungeon and Fiend Subjugation Trials as foundations to infiltrate every chat group, ultimately reversing the cosmic order!
And this No. 7 Dreamweave Secret Realm would be the starting point!
Guided by hidden divine sense, Chen Yi's one-star immortal avatar soon reached the core.
A sapphire barrier blocked the path.
Within floated a cluster of dreamlike law essence—the secret realm's origin, radiating profound energy.
Seizing it meant owning the entire Dreamweave Realm. Whether to obey chat group commands would then be his choice alone!
But...
The barrier's grade matched its challenge. Slipping past undetected would be near impossible.
Yet Chen Yi thrived on impossibility!
He produced twenty-nine colored orbs, summoning twenty-nine more one-star immortal avatars. Combined with his current vessel, thirty clones now stood assembled!
Minus nine idling in the Mystic Pearl World, nine hanging from Ye Wuchen's neck, and one hosting the chat group—this was his full force!
If even this couldn't breach the barrier silently... well, he'd just undergo his 82nd Immortal Ascension Tribulation and make more clones!
This No. 7 Dreamweave Realm would be his—chat group be damned!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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.”
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."
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?"
