The next day.
The sun was already high in the sky.
Su Ji stretched lazily and yawned as he walked out of Su Jiu's courtyard.
The sunlight was just right, not too harsh. He narrowed his eyes, looking at the nameless tree in the courtyard, its leaves rustling in the gentle breeze.
This past month had been the most comfortable time he had spent since his transmigration.
Every day, he did nothing but eat and sleep, occasionally teasing his junior martial sister whose skin was getting thinner and thinner. Life was incredibly pleasant.
His cultivation had reached the absolute peak of the Foundation Establishment realm; the only step left was to form the Heavenly Palace Golden Core.
Unfortunately, the Heavenly Palace Golden Core required an ocean of resources. Even if the entire Acacia Sect were emptied out, they wouldn't be able to provide enough.
Just as it was hard for a poor family to raise a noble son, a small sect couldn't afford to nurture a supreme genius.
As for the so-called succession ceremony?
Wasn't there Li Fan, that free laborer who had been thoroughly duped?
Su Ji was perfectly content being a hands-off boss.
"Senior Brother."
Su Jiu's cold and clear voice came from behind.
Whether it was because of Su Ji's teasing yesterday or simply because she was dressing up for a special occasion, Su Jiu had changed into an intricate palace dress today. The moon-white hem was embroidered with pale silver cloud patterns, and her long hair was tied up with a simple jade hairpin, making her beautiful, elegant face look even more otherworldly.
However, her lovely dark brows were slightly furrowed, clearly weighed down by heavy thoughts.
"Is everything ready?" Su Ji turned his head and asked lazily.
"Mhm." Su Jiu nodded and walked up beside him.
She paused, her voice carrying a hint of unconcealed worry.
"Senior Brother, do we really... have to do this?"
"What else?" Su Ji spread his hands, looking completely indifferent. "Are we actually going to treat them to a meal? I don't have that many spirit stones."
Su Jiu was so frustrated by his attitude that she was left speechless. She took a deep breath but still couldn't help advising, "But they come with ill intentions, and there is no shortage of peak Golden Core experts among them. What if they attack us all at once? We..."
"Relax, relax." Su Ji interrupted her impatiently. He reached out, habitually trying to pinch her cheek, but Su Jiu swatted his hand away in disgust.
Not feeling awkward at all, he withdrew his hand, tucked it into his Daoist robe, and said frivolously, "When has your Senior Brother ever done something without being certain of the outcome?"
Hearing this, Su Jiu shot him a resentful side-glance.
Have you really done that few things without being certain?
Take yesterday, for example...
He boasted that even with his hands in his pockets, he could knock her off her feet using nothing but his spirit root.
When he failed, he insisted it was because she was too heavy.
Su Ji naturally read the silent complaint in her eyes. He coughed dryly and forcefully changed the subject.
"It's about time. Let's go. The new sect master can't be late for his own inauguration."
He straightened out his black sect master's robe adorned with gold patterns and took the lead in walking out.
Looking at his back, Su Jiu felt her constantly anxious heart inexplicably settle down quite a bit.
She took a step and followed him.
...
At the Acacia Sect, the newly built plaza was boiling with voices.
A grand hall ten times more magnificent than the original sect hall had risen from the ground, and the jade-paved plaza shimmered with a warm luster under the sun.
Using cultivators as slave labor to build houses was truly too domineering.
In the plaza, hundreds of tables filled with exotic delicacies and fine wine had already been set up.
Almost all the prominent sects in the Great Xia Dynasty had sent representatives.
At the end of the day, the Acacia Sect was still considered a prestigious first-rate sect.
The cultivators of the Blood Fiend Sect all exuded an oppressive murderous aura, forming their own isolated group that no one dared to approach.
The enchantresses of the Joyous Union Sect smiled charmingly, toasting and chatting merrily with young talents from various factions.
There were even some ancient families with long lineages, who usually lived in seclusion, that had sent their elders to attend the ceremony.
Five Golden Core elders, wearing brand-new elder robes, weaved through the guests. With standardized smiles on their faces, they entertained everyone with smooth diplomacy.
The atmosphere seemed lively, but in reality, everyone was harboring their own hidden agendas.
Everyone's gaze intentionally or unintentionally drifted toward the highest point of the plaza, that towering main hall.
They were all waiting.
Waiting to see just what kind of sacred figure this new sect master was—the man who had stirred up the winds and clouds of Great Xia, dared to kill the former sect master with a single sword strike, and forced back the envoy of the Holy Land.
"Bong—"
A long, resonant bell toll echoed throughout the entire Acacia Sect.
The originally noisy plaza instantly fell dead silent.
Everyone's eyes turned in unison toward a single direction.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
A young figure dressed in a black robe with gold patterns slowly walked out.
He was tall and handsome, but his lazy demeanor seemed completely out of place in this solemn and dignified setting.
Behind him followed a breathtakingly beautiful woman in a moon-white palace dress. Her cold and aloof temperament formed a sharp contrast with his.
Just how sharp was the contrast?
If this were the mortal realm, a normal person's first reaction upon seeing this pairing would be: Just how much money does this playboy's family have?
The two were none other than Su Ji and Su Jiu.
Su Ji's appearance sparked a wave of irrepressible murmurs across the plaza.
"That's Su Ji?"
"He looks... like nothing more than a Foundation Establishment cultivator, right?"
"Shh! Are you courting death? Haven't you heard that Lin Qingliu was slain by his single sword strike?"
"Hiss... Is he really that young?"
Countless gazes filled with shock, scrutiny, greed, and wariness all fell upon Su Ji, as if trying to see right through him.
Su Ji didn't care about this in the slightest.
He even threw a wink toward a certain direction below, eliciting a burst of coquettish giggles from the female disciples of the Joyous Union Sect.
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?"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
