Gu Bei and Chu Yuan's battle was too intense. The surrounding espers didn't dare go near. Even a slight brush would lead to broken bones and torn tendons. It had directly created a "gods avoiding" scene. With someone containing Chu Yuan, the remaining Death Coffin espers were much easier to deal with. The hospital patients had mostly been evacuated, so Du Sen and the others could finally go all out.
"Granny's! Today none of you are getting away!"
The battle was still going on. Yan Dongxu and the others weren't idle either. He and Zhao Xiaofei teleported onto the battlefield to move the injured, taking them to Zhao Yunyun. After a short while, they had brought over dozens of people, tiring Yan Dongxu out.
"Can't go on, I need to rest for a bit."
Yan Dongxu sat on the ground, panting heavily, his clothes already drenched in sweat.
"You really are weak, no wonder Qingqing is always buying you waist pills to eat." Zhao Yunyun quipped as she treated the injured.
"Sis, what did I ever do to you? Why do you always stab at me with your words!"
"Whether I'm weak or not is none of your business. Who are you making fun of!" Yan Dongxu didn't indulge Zhao Yunyun, even if the King of Heaven himself came and called him weak, he would still retort back.
"Something's not right!"
Zhao Xiaofei looked down with knitted brows.
"What's the matter?"
Yan Dongxu was most afraid of hearing these words right now.
"From the start, I felt something was off. Why didn't Chu Yuan leave?"
"Also, look, apart from Chu Yuan, the rest of the Death Coffin espers aren't his trusted aides."
"You should know that Chu Yuan's subordinates aren't any weaker than Captain Du Sen. Otherwise, the Ten Generals wouldn't have been so hard to deal with either."
Zhao Xiaofei spoke more anxiously as he went.
Yan Dongxu understood what Zhao Xiaofei meant.
"You mean they have another target?"
Zhao Xiaofei nodded.
Just as the two were speaking, a black shadow suddenly flashed by.
Yan Dongxu's pupils shrank as chills ran down his back.
"Fuck, what was that?"
He immediately entered a state of alert, signaling for everyone to be careful.
The black shadow appeared and disappeared erratically like a ghost.
Mixed in were bouts of eerie laughter.
"He's here! It's Chu Yuan's subordinate, Ghost Foot Sun Yi!"
"This guy runs extremely fast, he can even break free of gravity's shackles and sprint up vertical high-rises. At full speed, he's like a ghost, appearing and disappearing."
As Zhao Xiaofei spoke, he opened up a spatial passage.
Wanting Yan Dongxu and the others to leave first.
"Their target is likely you guys, go!"
"Us?"
Yan Dongxu was filled with confusion, not understanding at all.
In any case, they couldn't stay here.
He directly ran towards the spatial ripples.
Bang!
Just as he was about to run in, he felt as if he had been hit by a car. His body flew sideways and slammed heavily into the edge of the rooftop.
The world spun as everything seemed to invert. His body erupted with intense pain.
Not just him, even Zhao Xiaofei couldn't evade Ghost Foot Sun Yi's attack.
Shua!
A black shadow appeared on the rooftop. Ghost Foot Sun Yi stopped in his tracks, smiling eerily as he stood before the few people.
"Little beauty, come with me. I came just for you." Sun Yi said to Zhao Yunyun.
Ghost Foot Sun Yi looked to be in his thirties. He was short with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks. One look and you could tell he was no good.
His narrow, lecherous eyes revealed a cunning gaze. He probably had hundreds of tricks up his sleeve.
"Your target is me?" Zhao Yunyun reacted extremely calmly towards Ghost Foot Sun Yi.
"Hehehe, beauties are so smart. If you're willing to hand over the gene drug that Du Sen gave you that day, I can be gentler with you tonight!"
Sun Yi appeared by Zhao Yunyun's side in a flash. His nose twitched as he breathes in her body fragrance, revealing an intoxicated expression.
"Oh? That drug seems very important to you guys!" Zhao Yunyun looked slyly, rotating her neck.
Yan Dongxu watched in confusion. Just what was going on?
Was this young woman about to fight with Ghost Foot Sun Yi?
And that bottle of drugs was actually so important?
Important enough for the Thousand-Faced Duke, Chu Yuan, to put in so much effort to lure Zhao Yunyun here.
"Of course it's important! That can let ordinary people awaken their abilities 100% guaranteed with no side effects whatsoever."
Sun Yi swallowed as he stared at Zhao Yunyun with increasingly lustful eyes.
"Do I smell nice?" Zhao Yunyun asked coquettishly.
"You smell great! May I have a taste?" Sun Yi asked lecherously.
"I'll slap your ancestor!"
Zhao Yunyun swung her arm and slapped Sun Yi across the face.
Slap!
Sun Yi's molars were directly slapped out, two of them.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Zhao Yunyun continued swinging resounding slaps at Sun Yi's face.
Sun Yi's teeth fell all over the floor as his face swelled until he was unrecognizable.
"What the fuck is going on?"
Yan Dongxu and Zhao Xiaofei watched in shock.
They thought to themselves, damn this young woman is ferocious!
Ghost Foot Sun Yi also didn't expect to be beaten up so miserably.
When he wanted to retaliate, his body became stiff as if cursed. He couldn't move at all.
His entire person was like a statue, collapsed on the ground.
"You only thought I was a helpless esper doctor with no means of self-defense right?"
"Yet you didn't bother finding out about my background before making a move on me."
"With your level of intelligence, the only fate suited for you is that of a lackey."
Zhao Yunyun smashed her heel ruthlessly into Ghost Foot Sun Yi's crotch.
Seeing what had happened to Sun Yi with their own eyes, Yan Dongxu and Zhao Xiaofei's crotches turned cold as they instinctively tidied up their pants.
Ruthless!
Absolutely ruthless!
"What are you guys staring blankly for? If you've got anger, vent it. He's been paralyzed by my toxin. He can't recover for at least three days."
Yan Dongxu and Zhao Xiafei winced painfully as they got up, letting loose a barrage of fierce kicks at Ghost Foot Sun Yi who was rolling his eyes in pain.
"That's for ramming me! That's for ramming me! That's for ramming me!"
"That's for being arrogant! That's for being arrogant! That's for being arrogant!"
......
After beating and kicking Ghost Foot Sun Yi for a while, Yan Dongxu finally felt he had vented his anger.
But unease still lingered in his heart.
"Hmm? What are you doing?"
Seeing Zhao Yunyun stretch her hand over, Yan Dongxu backed away frightenedly by two steps.
He had personally witnessed what happened to Sun Yi after all.
Only then did he realize how arrogant he was previously to actually dare speak to Zhao Yunyun like that.
No wonder Zhao Yunyun had said that even Du Sen didn't dare be rude to her.
"Healing your injuries! Scared now that you know better?" Zhao Yunyun laughed.
Faint green energy entered his body.
The pain throughout Yan Dongxu's body slowly disappeared.
Zhao Xiaofei was the same. His injuries were soon healed.
"We can't keep going like this. There'll probably be more people coming. We should leave first." Zhao Xiaofei suggested.
"No way! If I leave, Du Sen and the rest will be surrounded and attacked. I can handle Chu Yuan's elites by myself just fine. You take Yan Dongxu and go first." Zhao Yunyun said.
Yan Dongxu was deeply moved. "Sis, you're really reliable at critical moments! Leave ending all this to me!"
Zhao Yunyun raised a brow as she sneered. "You? Ending everything with what? I see you're only capable of boasting!"
Yan Dongxu straightened his back and exclaimed loudly. "Who exactly are you looking down on?"
As he spoke, he made a call.
"Hey! Quan Zi! Are you still in the capital? Have you grown a conscience or not! I'm about to die here! Come save me!"
Zhao Yunyun: "......"
Zhao Xiaofei: "......"
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?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
