"You and Xiaobao together?"
"Right."
"Jump into the cauldron?"
"Exactly."
Looking at Li Mo’s dead-serious expression, Elder Xue’s face gradually darkened.
He turned his head:
"Xiaobao, go fetch your Second Senior Sister. She specializes in treating mental and brain-related issues."
Old Xue was worried that Li Mo might be suffering from prolonged mental stress or perhaps a deviation in his cultivation.
What kind of mental state would make someone think of jumping into a cauldron to be refined alongside the elixir?
This skips the whole funeral banquet step—straight to cremation, huh?
"Oh, got it."
Tang Xiaobao wiped his face and was about to head out.
"Wait!"
Li Mo grabbed Tang Xiaobao’s head and spun him back around.
"Elder Xue, I’m serious."
"That makes it even worse!"
Xue Jing’s expression was grave:
"Us martial artists are prone to wild thoughts. Sometimes, we don’t even realize we’ve strayed down the wrong path."
"For example, when I was young, I always looked for shortcuts."
"Back then, I failed a few times trying to condense my Profound Core. So I thought, why not just forge a ‘Profound Core’ and shove it into my dantian? Wouldn’t that be the same as a real one?"
"Sounds pretty clever to me."
Li Mo thought Elder Xue’s idea was highly creative—fitting for a master alchemist.
A genius no less brilliant than himself.
But Xue Jing sighed deeply.
Clearly, his plan had failed.
"How did it fail?" Li Mo asked.
Xue Jing’s lips parted, but no words came out. After a moment, he sighed heavily again.
Tang Xiaobao smacked his forehead, remembering:
"Master flushed the Profound Core down the latrine and even searched for it with a lantern—"
"Shut your mouth, you little brat!"
Even at his age, being reminded of such an embarrassing incident made Xue Jing’s thick-skinned face flush slightly.
Li Mo: "........"
After a long silence, he looked up at the sky as if just snapping out of it:
"Wow, look, there’s a really pretty bird over there. Oh, Elder Xue, what were you saying earlier?"
Li Mo’s performative personality kicked in.
After hearing something like that, he’d better sleep lightly tonight.
"Hmm, it is quite pretty."
Xue Jing nodded.
"Where—"
Thwack!
Tang Xiaobao got a flick on the forehead from his master.
He pouted—there was clearly nothing in the sky.
"Ahem, back to the main topic."
Li Mo cleared his throat and straightened his expression:
"Elder Xue, my willingness to enter the cauldron isn’t some wild fantasy."
"First, my body-refining techniques are fairly solid."
With that, he casually pulled out a sharp weapon and flicked it with his finger.
The blade immediately chipped.
Xue Jing raised an eyebrow, impressed by his disciple’s body-refining prowess.
But that alone wasn’t enough.
Li Mo continued:
"I’ve also done some research on my own physique."
"I’ve found that I’m impervious to extreme heat and cold."
Xue Jing shook his head:
"Martial artists naturally withstand some degree of temperature extremes, but—"
"I slept with Ying Bing for a month," Li Mo added.
Silence fell over the courtyard.
"You..."
Xue Jing’s eyes widened in shock, as if a tidal wave had surged in his heart.
"Exactly."
Li Mo nodded firmly.
"You two have gone that far?"
"...Elder Xue, maybe focus more on the part about my physique."
A vein throbbed on Li Mo’s forehead.
"Well... if you can endure that level of heat and cold..."
Xue Jing collected himself.
After a long deliberation, he finally took a deep breath:
"Fine. Let’s give it a try."
"But the moment anything goes wrong, we stop immediately."
......
Meanwhile.
Qingyuan Main Peak.
"Your progress in the Inner Breath Realm has broken the sect’s records. And to slay a Perception cultivator while still in Inner Breath..."
"Even in Qingyuan’s long history, there’s never been a disciple like you."
Shangguan Wencang smiled with satisfaction.
"You flatter me, Sect Master."
Ying Bing gave a slight nod.
To this day, she had never called Shangguan Wencang "Master."
And he had never demanded it.
"Once you reach the Profound Core Realm, none of Qingyuan’s Perception-stage elders or disciples will likely be your match."
Shangguan Wencang spoke plainly.
Elder Su of Luoxia Peak, Qian Bufan, and Han He—none of the elders objected.
Even in the Central Divine Continent, Ying Bing would shine brilliantly.
"You’ve always forged your own path in cultivation."
"Today, I called you here to ask."
"What do you intend to use as your Perception?"
Shangguan Wencang’s tone was solemn.
"The Moon."
Ying Bing answered without hesitation.
By perceiving the Moon, she could further control the lunar power within her.
Shangguan Wencang wasn’t surprised by her answer.
As if prepared, he said:
"If you succeed, the Moon would indeed be a divine form. But it hangs high in the heavens—forever distant and untouchable for us."
Perception wasn’t just about seeing.
The Moon, the Sun, the stars—observing them was naturally superior to observing mere birds or beasts.
But those who could grasp their essence and truly imprint them into their ‘hearts’ were vanishingly rare across history.
After a pause, seeing no change in Ying Bing’s expression, Shangguan Wencang continued:
"Qingyuan has another path to Perception—one no lesser than the Moon."
"It suits you just as well, and it’s far easier to walk."
"Gather the forms of a hundred birds and condense the Phoenix Spirit!"
"Would you... consider it?"
As he spoke, a fierce light flickered in Shangguan Wencang’s eyes.
The elders seemed to hold their breaths.
This was Qingyuan’s greatest secret, known only to each generation’s sect master.
"I won’t abandon the Moon as my Perception."
Ying Bing’s voice was soft but firm.
The light in Shangguan Wencang’s eyes dimmed slightly.
"In that case, I won’t force you..."
"But the Phoenix Spirit—I will condense it as well."
Ying Bing added.
Huh?
The elders exchanged confused glances.
What did she mean?
The next moment.
Twin radiances burst forth simultaneously.
One, born of lunar essence, freezing all in its wake; the other, shimmering like illusion, rippling with iridescence.
They framed Ying Bing’s flowing black hair, making her seem almost otherworldly.
"Two types of inner breath?"
Qian Bufan was the first to realize.
"You plan to... condense two Profound Cores? Perceive both the Moon and the hundred birds, manifest dual divine forms, and possess two realms?"
Han He asked quietly, as if afraid his heart might leap out if he spoke too loudly.
"Yes."
Ying Bing nodded.
The elders couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.
After several encounters with Ying Bing, their shock tolerance had improved.
Who could gasp in amazement every single day?
Yet today, even their wildest imaginations fell short.
This path was difficult.
But looking into the girl’s serene, fathomless eyes, they found no urge to dissuade her.
Instead, they felt she knew exactly what she was doing—and had every confidence in success.
If she succeeded...
The Moon and the hundred birds, both as divine forms.
Perception forms were ranked by complexity and profundity:
Lower Form, Middle Form, Upper Form, Supreme Form, and the Great Dao Divine Form.
Dual Divine Forms?
They’d never even heard of such a thing.
"Very well. Since you possess such boldness, it would make me seem petty to refuse."
Shangguan Wencang set his pipe down on the table with a decisive tap:
"If you can refine two Mystic Pills, I will take you to the ancestral hall on Qingyuan Main Peak."
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?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
