Su Jiu felt the spiritual energy surging like a tidal wave within her body. She forcibly restrained the aura of Foundation Establishment perfection within herself. Lowering her gaze, she looked at Su Ji.
The guy was staring back at her with a weak yet somewhat smug expression, as if saying, "Told you it would work."
A complicated mix of emotions welled up in Su Jiu’s heart—embarrassment, irritation, and even a trace of gratitude she refused to acknowledge. She turned her face away and snorted coldly.
"What are you staring at? Hurry up and meditate to recover."
"Got it."
Su Ji obediently closed his eyes, putting on the appearance of someone fully focused on recuperation.
...
Meanwhile, on the arena.
The clamor and clashes were nearing their end. Most cultivators had already withdrawn, either dejected or severely injured, their faces filled with defeat.
All attention was now fixed on the final arena—the one that represented the "Heavenly Pride."
There, light and shadow intertwined as biting cold clashed violently with sword glares. A blood-soaked but still overwhelmingly powerful "Heavenly Pride" phantom was locked in fierce combat with another figure.
And that figure—no one could have guessed—was none other than Wang San!
At this moment, Wang San was in a pitiful state. His Daoist robes were in tatters, and only the layers of ice armor formed by the Bluefrost Grass coiled around his body barely withstood the phantom’s relentless onslaught.
Though the Heavenly Pride phantom was only at Qi Refining fifth layer, its sword techniques were exquisite, and its mastery of spiritual energy far surpassed Wang San’s amateurish skills.
Thud!
A momentary lapse in concentration cost Wang San dearly—the phantom’s sword struck his chest, shattering the ice armor and sending him flying backward, blood spraying from his mouth.
"Worthless! Focus! Use what I taught you!"
The furious voice of the Bluefrost Grass echoed in his mind.
Wang San struggled to his feet, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. He didn’t have time to question why the grass’s tone sounded different from usual.
He knew that if he dragged this out any longer, defeat was inevitable.
He couldn’t let the opportunity of an Elder’s legacy slip through his fingers!
"All or nothing!"
With a roar, he channeled every last drop of his spiritual energy into the Bluefrost Grass.
A brilliant azure light erupted from the grass, and an extreme cold burst forth, freezing the very air around him.
The Heavenly Pride phantom’s movements froze for an instant.
Now!
Seizing the fleeting opportunity, Wang San unleashed his strongest attack. His body blurred into an afterimage as he drove his fist straight into the phantom’s chest.
Crack!
The phantom shattered in disbelief, dissolving into countless motes of light.
He won.
Wang San won!
"Seriously?"
"He… actually won?"
"That Heavenly Pride phantom seemed weak. I could’ve beaten it too—this isn’t fair."
"It is unfair. That guy’s only at Qi Refining fifth layer. With so little spiritual energy, even a Heavenly Pride wouldn’t have many techniques to use!"
Panting heavily, Wang San stood unsteadily at the center of the arena, battered but basking in the attention of over a hundred pairs of eyes fixed on him.
Shock. Envy. Disbelief.
He, Wang San, was the chosen one!
He was the protagonist of this world!
Just as he reveled in the spotlight, an ethereal woman’s voice, laced with amusement, rang out once more.
"Not bad."
"Defeating a Heavenly Pride of the same realm at Qi Refining fifth layer."
"Though you relied on tricks, it’s still commendable."
As the words faded, light and shadow swirled in the void above the hall, coalescing into the figure of a female cultivator clad in pristine white robes.
Her posture was graceful, her beauty peerless, yet she exuded an otherworldly detachment.
Her mere presence pressed down on the souls of every cultivator present.
Wang San’s heart pounded wildly.
An Elder!
It was her!
The woman’s fathomless eyes settled on Wang San.
A man…
And his cultivation was so low.
Not even Foundation Establishment.
A far cry from the perfect vessel she had envisioned.
But there was no choice.
Her time was running out.
This remnant of her soul was on the verge of dissipating.
This boy carried great fortune, and he even had a ten-thousand-year-old plant spirit protecting him—something even she couldn’t fully discern.
He would have to do.
"Congratulations. You’ve passed my trial."
Her voice was calm, yet it carried clearly to every ear.
"Are you prepared to inherit my legacy?"
Wang San trembled with excitement. Suppressing his ecstasy, he forced what he believed to be a dignified, masterful smile, the corners of his lips quirking up.
"Bring it on!"
"I’m ready!"
In a corner, Su Ji slowly opened his eyes.
Watching Wang San’s smug, twisted grin—as if he already ruled the world—only one thought crossed his mind.
What a dumbass.
...
"I’m ready!"
The woman, however, showed no reaction to his declaration. Instead, her gaze shifted away from Wang San, sweeping over the hundred or so Foundation Establishment cultivators present.
She sighed faintly, her red lips parting.
Then, with a casual flick of her sleeve—
Every cultivator felt the air around them solidify. Their spiritual energy churned sluggishly, as if weighed down by an invisible force.
Squelch!
Among the crowd, a Foundation Establishment first-layer rogue cultivator—one who had barely survived his earlier defeat on the arena—didn’t even have time to scream before his body dissolved into a pool of blood, splattering the ground.
The treasured cultivation manual he had hidden in his robes fell into the gore alongside his tattered clothes.
The abrupt horror plunged the hall into dead silence.
Lin Bufan of the Blazing Sun Sect was the first to react, his voice shrill with terror.
"Fuck! This bitch plans to slaughter us all!"
Wang San’s triumphant grin froze. He took a wary step back, putting distance between himself and the white-robed woman.
She didn’t so much as glance at Lin Bufan.
Her focus returned to Wang San, her tone almost coaxing.
"San’er, think carefully."
"You’re only at Qi Refining fifth layer. If I don’t eliminate them all, do you truly believe you can walk out of here safely with my inheritance?"
Her words were soft, yet they struck Wang San like a hammer to the chest.
"I will not allow my legacy to end in such a farcical manner."
"I am clearing the path for you."
Three simple sentences shattered Wang San’s flicker of wariness.
She was right!
The fault wasn’t in the treasure, but in the one who carried it.
At his current level, if word spread that he had obtained an Elder’s legacy, he wouldn’t even make it out of this cave alive…
This senior was removing all obstacles for him!
She truly had high hopes for him!
Realization dawned. Wang San’s caution melted into fervent gratitude. Without hesitation, he strode toward the woman.
"My deepest thanks, Senior!"
A faint smile of satisfaction finally graced the woman’s lips.
"Mmm."
"You’ll have more to thank me for later."
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!"
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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!
