Su Ji followed behind that petite figure.
The surrounding scenery receded rapidly, eventually turning into a blur of streaming light.
When his feet touched solid ground again, he was already in a vast, boundless wasteland.
The earth was dark red, and the sky was a hazy gray. There was no sun, moon, or stars—only a deathly silence.
"Make your move."
The little red-haired girl turned around.
"Let me test your mettle."
Hearing this, Su Ji nodded.
He didn't touch the Yinfeng Sword, but instead took out the Liangying Spear from his storage ring.
"A spear?"
A playful smile appeared on the face of the little red-haired girl.
"What a coincidence."
She reached out her fair, tender little hand and casually grabbed at the empty air in front of her.
A crimson spear was drawn out inch by inch from the void.
The entire spear body looked as if it were carved from the highest quality ruby, emitting a warm, precious glow.
An intense, scorching aura broke free of its restraints and rushed at his face, making even Su Ji feel a stinging sensation on his skin.
Su Ji's brow couldn't help but twitch.
What kind of contrast was this?
A little girl wielding a massive spear?
Moreover, the structure of this spear was very bizarre.
The shaft was extremely slender, about two-thirds the thickness of the Liangying Spear in his hand.
However, the spearhead was excessively long, making up almost half the length of the entire weapon, and it gleamed with a deep red, eerie light.
She casually flicked the spear in the air, bringing up a trail of fine sparks.
"It's been a long time since I fought."
"A Foundation Establishment cultivation base... To be honest, I don't even remember what that feels like anymore..."
She tilted her head, seemingly recalling it earnestly.
"Don't say the big is bullying the small."
Su Ji subconsciously glanced over her body.
Then quickly looked away.
He couldn't see exactly what was "big" about her.
"I'll lend you half of my power."
Before the little red-haired girl finished speaking, she pointed at Su Ji from afar.
Su Ji only felt an unimaginably massive and pure power, like a flooding river bursting its dam, fiercely surging into his limbs and bones.
The Glazed Dao Platform within his body let out an overwhelmed groan under the scouring of this power.
In just a few breaths of time, his cultivation was forcibly elevated to an unprecedented level.
False Core Realm.
Early Golden Core.
Mid Golden Core.
In the end, Su Ji didn't even know what realm he had stopped at.
He only knew that if he were to ascend right now, he could effortlessly sweep away those two guys.
Unlike the superficial power he had previously exchanged using the Heart Fighting Soul, this time, he could clearly feel that every ounce of power was incredibly solid and responsive, like an extension of his own body.
However, there wasn't a trace of joy on Su Ji's face.
If you do not enter this path, looking at me is like a frog in a well gazing at the sun and moon.
If you do enter this path, meeting me is like a mayfly beholding the vast sky.
Even though it was the exact same power, just by simply standing face to face.
Su Ji suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure.
It was a crushing suppression originating from the very level of life.
He had a strong intuition that if he thrust his spear right now, he, along with this entire space, would be severed by the opponent's seemingly casual spearhead.
But he couldn't retreat.
This was a spar.
And also a lesson.
Even knowing defeat was certain, he had to attack.
Su Ji slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.
In an instant, starting from the Liangying Spear in his hands, silk-like pitch-black spiritual energy fluttered fiercely, wrapping around his arms and body.
That spiritual energy was so dense it didn't seem like a gas; rather, it looked like a cape blowing in the wind, dancing wildly behind him.
Dark red firelight gradually lit up in Su Ji's eyes.
A feeling that mixed intense excitement with abnormal calmness spread through his heart.
The blood in his entire body was boiling.
Yet his mind was clearer than ever before.
"Come!"
His voice was no longer its usual lazy tone; it was filled with soaring battle intent.
The pitch-black spiritual energy coiling around him was so thick it was almost on the verge of combusting.
That blazing black radiance made this hazy gray wasteland seem a bit dimmer.
Not far away.
The little red-haired girl watched Su Ji's transformation. Her crimson eyes first flashed with a hint of surprise.
Immediately after, that surprise turned into delight.
She looked at the overbearing, wild momentum on Su Ji's body, which seemed as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes.
Her eyes slowly widened, and a joyful smile actually appeared on her face.
"So that's how it is."
"So that's how it is."
"To think he has such a personality..."
"No, it's better to say, this is even better."
"Come!"
The stance of the little red-haired girl was loose and relaxed.
Her right hand holding the crimson spear hung down casually. From head to toe, there was no sign that she was about to exert any force.
To a layman's eyes, that posture was full of flaws.
But Su Ji saw it clearly.
Her bare feet were connected to the earth beneath them.
The entire wasteland was transmitting a signal to him.
Fear.
The earth was terrified of her.
He couldn't wait.
If he waited any longer, even his courage to strike would be ground away.
Su Ji took a deep breath, no longer hesitating.
Gripping the spear with both hands, he violently stomped forward.
"Boom!"
The ground beneath his feet cracked in response. Pitch-black spiritual energy shot up into the sky from his body, condensing into a ferocious giant dragon.
The giant dragon opened its massive maw and let out a silent roar. Wherever it passed, the ground was forcefully plowed into a deep trench.
It wasn't a crack; rather, a layer of the earth had been directly shaved off.
Scorching black flames tumbled. Just looking at it made one feel as if their very soul would be ignited.
This was an attack that mediocrities could not even look at directly.
Even ordinary Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivators would have their Dao Hearts shattered just by glancing at it.
Looking at this apocalyptic strike, a smile finally appeared on the face of the little red-haired girl.
"Not a bad strike!"
The crimson flames on her body subsequently became even denser.
"But I'm sorry—"
She didn't dodge, didn't evade, and didn't retreat.
Facing the roaring black flame giant dragon, she simply raised the crimson spear in her hand slowly.
"Too weak!"
She shouted loudly.
And then, just like that, so simply, she thrust the spear right at the very center of the dragon's head.
It was completely unremarkable.
There were no flashy movements, and one couldn't even tell how much force was used.
It was like the most basic thrust that any martial artist could perform.
But the moment that crimson spearhead touched the surging black flames.
"Rumble!"
A crimson shockwave explosively burst forth!
That seemingly ferocious black flame giant dragon, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, didn't even let out a whimper before it was blown away without any resistance by the spreading wave of fire.
The figure of the little red-haired girl disappeared.
No, she didn't disappear.
She bent her knees slightly, and her figure actually moved alongside the spreading flames, at a speed so fast that even Su Ji's divine sense struggled to capture it.
By the time Su Ji reacted, a scorching gale had already rushed at his face.
The body of the little red-haired girl was wrapped in crimson flames. Holding the spear shaft with both hands, she raised the crimson spear high.
She actually used the spear like a broadsword, cleaving down heavily toward the top of Su Ji's head.
"Fear me!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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!
