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!
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?"
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?"
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...
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
