Do old friends need to be especially nervous when reuniting?
Wu Yingxue thought it shouldn't be necessary.
Time flows like water, fleeting and unstoppable.
Time brushes past like the wind, silent and unassuming.
When meeting someone important, the past becomes hazy, as if the long wait was just yesterday, leaving no room for hesitation or helplessness.
As long as she could see him again, her restless heart would settle.
But still.
The princess didn't want their reunion to be too casual.
It was a precious moment.
A moment when the moonlight breaks through the clouds to illuminate the dark waters, where the outline of the moon meets the surface in perfect harmony, creating a symphony of light.
"It seems that the start of the new year is approaching in his world?"
Strolling through chaos.
Drifting through time and space.
An elegant figure more mature than Xu Xi remembered.
With a flick of her wrist, she spun her long spear, casually creating a series of twirling patterns that resonated with the Dao and shook the heavens, forming a cascading sea of realms.
The new year was approaching, the most crucial time of the year.
The princess still remembered that snowy night.
The flickering candlelight.
The gentleness with which Xu Xi wiped the corner of her mouth.
"Indeed, I should give him something," she thought, her movements speeding up as she pierced through several demonic realms.
Worlds collapsed, Dao principles were condensed, all converging in her white palm.
A long time ago.
Xu Xi had once gifted the princess a paper flower.
Now, with her strength increased, the princess wanted to prepare a special gift for Xu Xi.
That was why she continued wandering through the chaos.
Seeing her teacher again would be easy, but choosing a gift for him was difficult.
At least.
The gift mustn't be inferior to those two presences.
The princess was always competitive, and that, she had never changed.
In the real world, Yanshan City.
Xu Xi raised his head slightly, his gaze catching the clear blue sky, but his powerful spiritual energy had already enveloped everything, accurately locking onto the fleeing figure of the red dragon.
"Does that red dragon have some misunderstanding about me?"
Rex Santos' panicked expression.
Caused Xu Xi to feel slightly puzzled.
He had never intended to kill the red dragon.
After all, dragons were rare in the real world, and if the red dragon were gone, cultivating dragon blood herbs would become a bit harder.
If he let his sister and the Black Witch act.
Being the Eternal Supreme in every sense, solving the dragon blood herb issue would be easy.
But that would be like cheating, taking away the fun of cultivation.
Therefore.
Xu Xi had never considered harming the red dragon, who, being quite sensible after realizing the strength difference, willingly donated its blood.
Today, however, the red dragon had been frightened into a frantic escape.
"I'll have to find a time to reassure it," Xu Xi thought.
"Otherwise, the quality of the dragon blood might drop and affect the growth of the dragon blood herbs."
Xu Xi shook his head.
Stepping out of the courtyard.
He had already explained things to Mo Li and Krisha.
Telling the two girls not to continue searching for the martial world.
Having concerns for the common people, Xu Xi used spatial magic once more, stepping out from the courtyard entrance to the outskirts of Yanshan City in an instant.
He arrived just in time.
Everything fell into place.
Official workers were wrapping up their final preparations, filling large iron cauldrons with various foods.
There was Niu's heart-stealing steamed white rice.
And tender, springy meat that the refugees dared not imagine.
"Eat," the blurry eyes of a leader brimmed with desire, saliva subconsciously dripping down, but the people hesitated, casting anxious glances at Xu Xi.
Xu Xi smiled and nodded.
Only then did they feel at ease.
They dug into the food bravely yet timidly, scooping out portions for themselves and their families.
The soup's surface floated with a layer of oil.
The juice was clear.
It looked scorching hot.
Steadily, wisps of white steam rose, carrying precious warmth, gently brushing against the faces of those eating.
A bold sip, and the warmth flowed through the body, as if revitalizing it with a second spring.
The people came alive.
Drinking the rich soup, swallowing their tears alongside it, they drank faster and faster.
"Mother, take it slow," Niu carefully remarked, using a spoon to blow on the hot broth until it wasn't as scalding, then gently placing it near his mother's lips.
One sip, then another.
Until his mother had eaten enough.
Niu finally picked up his own bowl, using chopsticks to pluck small bits of rice into his mouth, chewing it meticulously.
His teeth ground it finely.
His tongue rolled it around, savoring every bit.
Finally, it transformed into a familiar look of unreserved joy: "Brother Xu, the steamed white rice is so delicious!"
"Eat more if you like it," Xu Xi chuckled, finally saying what he had always dared not say in the martial world.
"There's plenty of food here, eat as much as you want."
"Mmm!"
Niu nodded excitedly.
He sped up his eating.
Holding the bowl in his left hand, chopsticks in his right, he rapidly shoveled food into his mouth.
Niu was brave, bold enough to eat big mouthfuls, cramming the rice into his maw for the first time.
It was delicious.
Really, really delicious.
Niu ate happily, gazing at the rice in his bowl, then at his mother, and the familiar faces of Qingniu Town.
He was filled with joy.
Sweet steamed white rice was delicious, but eating it with everyone was even better.
Niu was satisfied, standing up, holding his empty bowl, and daring to refill it again bravely.
Soon.
More and more brave people followed suit.
They, like Niu, tried to serve themselves more, seeing that the workers didn't stop them, and happily filled their bowls again, adding two extra slices of meat loaf.
Xu Xi wasn't hungry, so he didn't join in.
But his smile didn't pale in comparison to that of Qingniu Town's residents.
Like a gentle breeze in summer.
Relaxed, warm.
His lips curved upwards, revealing a pleasant mood.
"Boom! Boom!"
Unfortunately, before they could finish, the sky darkened rapidly, thunder roared, and lightning flashed.
A sudden downpour began.
Xu Xi waved his staff, casting massive spells: a wind barrier and a water shelter.
They blocked out all the storms.
Allowing the people to eat in peace.
A heavy rain poured down like a waterfall, the dense curtain of water stretching from the heavens to the earth, but upon touching the magic barrier, it was repelled instantly.
The strange spectacle drew gasps of amazement from Niu and the others.
They were certain of their earlier guess.
Brother Xi must be the Star Venerate or Celestial Emperor who could summon wind and rain.
Xu Xi just smiled lightly.
"That should be enough..." Xu Xi waved the staff again, drawing on natural elements to form a shelter, helping the people stay dry and shielded from the weather.
Any further tasks, like arranging housing for the refugees,
Were matters for the Supernatural United Bureau to handle.
There were many people.
Relocating them to the Earth would require careful planning. Xu Xi decided to leave it to professionals.
After all, he couldn't just stuff them into his own courtyard.
"Time to go home, I'll check on Niu and the others tomorrow."
After bidding farewell to the people, Xu Xi turned away.
The rain poured furiously.
Just as he was about to use spatial magic, at the edge of his vision, he saw a familiar figure holding an umbrella, standing quietly, waiting.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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!" "......"
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?"
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!
