Creating a cultivation technique is difficult.
To create a technique that disregards innate talent and bone structure is even more challenging.
Xu Xi had no other martial arts to reference, no knowledgeable individuals to assist him. He could only rely on himself and the few techniques he brought from the real world.
Cultivation.
Martial practice.
More cultivation, more martial practice.
Xu Xi's life was monotonous and dull. In a courtyard occupied only by himself, he silently threw punches and stood in stances.
Only the scorching sun, the pale floor tiles, and the large tree in the courtyard bore witness to his daily routine and the countless drops of sweat he shed.
"Time is running out..."
After an unknown period, the figure that had been continuously throwing punches finally stopped, letting out a long sigh.
From the winter of last year to the summer of this year, the "Nourishing Origin Technique" had undergone several transformations, but none were what Xu Xi desired.
A technique that disregards innate talent and bone structure—can it truly be created by human hands?
Xu Xi knew the difficulty of deducing such a technique was immense, but he refused to give up. He couldn't bear to watch the familiar, vibrant faces around him fade away.
...
[Your heart warns you]
[A martial artist's intuition alerts you to an impending calamity]
[The next winter's demon tide will be even larger in scale, with demons of your level or even stronger appearing. These are beings that the people of Qingniu Town will struggle to resist]
[You reduce the time spent practicing punches, dedicating more time to deducing the technique]
[To your surprise, reducing your martial practice time hasn't slowed your strength growth. In fact, your blood flow seems to have accelerated slightly]
[This is because your entire being is devoted to your path]
[While deducing the "Nourishing Origin Technique," your martial conviction is firmer than ever]
[Smiling, you take another bite of the bitter and astringent vegetable bun, burying your head in the increasingly tattered pages of the "Nourishing Origin Technique," pondering where improvements can be made]
...
[Long hours of cultivation and martial practice have become a part of your daily life, but occasionally, you venture out]
[Sometimes, you head to the Ten Thousand Mountains to slay demons and temper yourself, distributing the excess flesh to the townsfolk]
[Other times, you stand atop a high place, overlooking the now quieter Qingniu Town, reminiscing about those who are no longer here]
[Outsiders arrive]
[They hurry about, searching for a fugitive as they did last year]
[This time, the officials search more thoroughly, not merely asking questions but entering every household to inspect]
[As expected, they find nothing]
[Ignoring the somewhat dilapidated Qingniu Town, ignoring the fact that half its population is gone, the officials quickly depart, fearing that staying too long will expose them to demon attacks]
[They ride away on their green-scaled horses, while you, a Xiantian martial artist, silently follow behind]
[You watch as they enter several more villages, finding nothing before cursing and returning to the border checkpoint]
[Faintly, you catch words like "disgusting" and "swine"]
[You gaze at the dark mass of troops stationed at the checkpoint]
[You gaze at the towering walls that guard against both demons and people]
[The burning fire in your heart and the flowing blood in your veins grow even hotter in silence]
...
When Xu Xi returns to Qingniu Town,
the sky darkens.
A light drizzle falls.
Raindrops strike the blackened walls, a mixture of human and demon blood that has, over time, formed stains that are difficult to remove.
No one thinks of cleaning them, for the future is too uncertain to see tomorrow.
Gradually, the rain grows heavier.
Xu Xi walks through the pouring rain, his protective aura shielding him from the water as he makes his way home.
"Perhaps the previous approach can be improved."
"The 'Nourishing Origin Technique' is of low quality, but that's precisely why it's suitable for improvement."
"Only by keeping the barrier low can we ensure everyone can learn it."
Xu Xi ponders as he walks.
He wants to complete the improvements to the "Nourishing Origin Technique" before winter arrives, despite the immense difficulty and the mental and physical toll it takes.
"Creak—"
Pushing open the heavy reddish-brown wooden door, Xu Xi enters his home.
He pauses for a moment.
In the spacious, clean courtyard, he sees the muddy ground being washed by the heavy rain. The mud and blood mix, gradually cleansed by the rain, revealing a figure that Xu Xi is not at all surprised to see.
"Sorry, sir..."
The girl, in a pitiful state, coughs up blood with a bitter smile. "I might not be able to pay you this time."
"It's fine. I'm a kind-hearted person."
Xu Xi shakes his head, stepping forward to help up Wu Yingxue, who can no longer move. "You can pay me back in installments later."
The girl is stunned, as if wanting to say something.
But her severe injuries cause her to faint immediately.
"Such heavy injuries—did you fight a Xiantian martial artist?" Xu Xi glances at the girl's wounds, using his protective aura to stop the bleeding before carrying her inside.
He treats her wounds, unblocks her blood flow, and bandages her up.
After finishing, Xu Xi waits for Wu Yingxue to wake up.
"In the past, I never heard of this child in the border regions. She must have truly returned to the Thirteen Prefectures of Great Qian."
"Is there a special passage that bypasses the border guards?"
"I can ask her later."
"If we truly can't hold out this winter, we can have everyone leave the border, so they don't die in Qingniu Town."
Xu Xi's eyes lower as he grips the girl's dragon-patterned spear.
He brings it closer.
Examining the wear on the spearhead.
And the various nicks and gaps along the shaft.
Besides being interested in how the girl entered and exited the border, Xu Xi is also curious about her experiences during her absence.
He wonders what she went through to once again attract the officials' search, and why this time it was more thorough and serious.
"Thankfully, the border is complex, or else this child wouldn't have had a chance to return."
Drip—
Drip—
Outside, the heavy rain continues to pour.
The pitter-patter of the rain sounds like a fast-paced performance, striking everything in its path.
Xu Xi practices the "Nourishing Origin Technique" while waiting for Wu Yingxue to wake up. The wait lasts until nightfall.
The rain stops, and the moon dims.
The heavily injured 17-year-old girl slowly regains consciousness.
"Thank you, Mr. Xu..." She lies on the bed, her eyes blankly staring at the ceiling, devoid of her usual alertness and liveliness, silent and still.
Xu Xi is familiar with this look; he has seen it in other girls before.
"Can you tell me what happened?"
Xu Xi asks.
...
[You have once again found the injured princess]
[This time, her injuries are more severe, her appearance more pitiful, and even her sturdy dragon-patterned spear shows multiple signs of wear]
[You suspect the girl faced enemies beyond the Xiantian level]
[You ask the awakened girl for the truth]
[After a long silence, tears stream silently down her cheeks. In a hoarse, dry voice, she tells you that both her parents are dead]
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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】
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!
