The young figure vanished, and then more people, like sharks drawn to blood, rushed forward in a frenzy to seize the divine artifact. Elder Zeng's expression froze instantly, his sword-gripping hand trembling uncontrollably.
"Li Mo!!"
The same disbelief was mirrored on the faces of the Three Heroes of Hengyun.
That young hero—the youngest among his peers yet the fastest to rise, the one who had returned unscathed from the battlefield of the Southern Border—was he truly gone?
For anyone else, this might have been a common tragedy.
After all, life is unpredictable, full of twists and turns...
But he was the one destined to potentially top the Hidden Dragon Ranking, the famed "Prosperous Wife Battle Soul," the "Divine Hammer Little Tyrant"...
"It's over..."
"What's over?"
"The Summoning Demon Sect is finished." Bai Jinghong shuddered.
Wu Chushu and Cao Mu exchanged glances, their minds suddenly conjuring the icy, aloof demeanor of a certain frosty immortal. They couldn't help but shiver as well.
Would Lady Ying... turn dark?
Well.
Before her, it seemed someone else was already on the verge of losing it.
"Master/Uncle... you..."
"With Young Hero Li gone, I no longer care to distinguish right from wrong."
Elder Zeng tore off his black hood and slammed it to the ground, turning back with a heavy heart.
"We must at least recover his body and return it to the Qingyuan Sect, to give his elders an answer."
"Let's go help too!"
Moments later.
With most people distracted by the scramble for that unremarkable-looking pearl, and Elder Zeng being among the strongest in the Fifth Realm, they finally managed to retrieve the "remains" of Young Hero Li.
"Damn it, all that's left of Brother Li is a single strand of hair!"
Staring at the lone hair in Elder Zeng's palm, Bai Jinghong clenched his fists in grief and fury, slamming them against a nearby boulder.
"Let's head to the Qingyuan Sect. Sigh..."
Elder Zeng carefully tucked away the strand of hair and sighed deeply, preparing himself to console the bereaved family.
......
Autumn Water Pavilion.
The bubbling aroma of hotpot wafted through the air above the Autumn Water Pavilion. After the perilous adventure in the ancient tomb, they were finally enjoying a meal of hotpot and song.
If one ignored the fact that the tomb's owner was sitting at the same table, the scene was downright heartwarming.
"It's over. Everything's over."
Qin Yuzhi mechanically swished slices of mutton in the broth, muttering to herself in a daze, her eyes vacant.
Li Mo wasn't sure what to say.
Her career was ruined, and everyone she knew had abandoned her.
It was the kind of midlife despair where words failed before tears could even fall.
"Well, look at it this way—it might not be all bad. At least you're still here, eating and drinking."
"You can always start over. Any plans?"
"None."
Qin Yuzhi shook her head, chewing on the spicy, savory mutton, finding some small comfort in the taste.
"Interested in a career change?"
Li Mo glanced at the ice-cold beauty beside him, whose cheeks moved slightly as she ate, a faint hint of pleasure in her eyes. He posed the question seriously.
Admittedly, Young Li had ulterior motives.
Every word the Cloud Dream Immortal had spoken lingered in his mind. It wasn't just a curse—there was more to it.
The ice queen might very well face the same fate as Qin Yuzhi in the future.
He had witnessed the horror of the Cloud Dream Immortal firsthand.
The former Summoning Demon Sect leader, once half a step from divinity, had resorted to sealing himself in slumber to delay its awakening—and even that had failed. Had they not been quick-witted, the entity might have already returned.
And the one it spoke of—the Nine-Colored Primordial Phoenix, ruler of the Nine Heavens...
Would be an even greater nightmare!
One day, its consciousness might awaken within the ice queen...
Even with his cheat-like advantages, Li Mo had no idea how to handle such a scenario.
Qin Yuzhi, unreliable as she seemed, was the only known survivor of such an ordeal—and at the very least, she was a Dream Dao master of the Profound Realm.
"What kind of career change?" Qin Yuzhi asked.
"Ahem, say... joining my Vast Illusions Limit—er, Immortal Sect!"
"Immortal Sect?"
Qin Yuzhi blinked. It sounded grand.
Immortal Sect!
Even the Summoning Demon Sect, founded by a true immortal, hadn't dared take such a name—the karma was too heavy to bear.
"But... I've never heard of it."
"Of course not. The Vast Illusions Immortal Sect was established while you were still asleep."
Li Mo took a sip of tea to moisten his throat.
"Our current operations are mainly in the Southern Border, and we’ve already formed a strategic partnership with the Summoning Demon Sect."
"Eh?"
Qin Yuzhi was baffled.
She recognized every word, but strung together, they made no sense.
Tian Miao also looked intrigued.
Ying Bing watched the earnest young man with a resigned curl of her lips.
Here he goes again.
"Is this Vast Illusions Immortal Sect... here?" Qin Yuzhi asked, glancing around at the unremarkable surroundings.
"Of course not. This is the Qingyuan Sect."
"Qingyuan... Oh, the imperial mausoleum."
Hearing the familiar name, Qin Yuzhi nodded in recognition.
"Right. Before joining the Vast Illusions Immortal Sect, you’ll need to stay at Autumn Water Pavilion and report to the elders of the Qingyuan Sect."
"Huh?"
Qin Yuzhi scratched her head.
Since when did joining a faction—no, getting a job—require such convoluted bureaucracy?
The former sect leader was utterly lost.
"I'm done eating. I’ll rest for a while."
Ying Bing set down her chopsticks and stood.
"Call me if you need help falling asleep."
"......"
In the boudoir on the second floor of Autumn Water Pavilion, the window framed a view of snow-capped mountains.
The frost-laden peaks were breathtaking, yet they paled before the beauty of the young maiden.
Ying Bing sat quietly by the bed, listening to the young man’s animated chatter outside. Her eyes closed, her lips pressed together.
Would she become someone else?
Someone unrecognizable, someone who... no longer remembered him, reverting to her former self in the Cassia Palace?
Her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the black fabric of her dress.
"No."
"In this life, I have a 'system' beyond reason. There’s always a way."
As her thoughts churned, a sudden pang of dread gripped her heart—as if an invisible hand had seized it, making even breathing difficult.
Somewhere in the void, someone was calling to her, waiting for her...
The Celestial Phoenix Domain!
It was the Celestial Phoenix Domain!
A divine light flickered across Ying Bing’s jade-like face, her eyes reflecting half of the Celestial Phoenix Domain’s radiance—and the figure within it.
Who...?
And she could feel it.
Its gaze was fixed upon her.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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!
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?"
