The identity plate felt round and cool in his hand.
Su Tong glanced at it. On it were three words: Tiger Wolf Sect.
This was indeed the identity plate of Tiger Wolf Sect.
"Thank you!"
Su Tong smiled faintly.
Then he turned and left directly.
"Pfft!"
Right after Su Tong had left, Elder Zhao from Tiger Wolf Sect spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Elder!"
The crowd of disciples rushed forward.
Elder Zhao waved his hand and shook his head.
"When did this Chi Hong Sect gain such a powerful existence!"
A disciple of Tiger Wolf Sect looked in the direction Su Tong had left with knitted brows.
Their condensed formation had Elder Zhao, an eighth level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, as the core.
Unleashing one strike could match the might of the Returning Void Realm.
Yet it was still broken by that young man with one move.
What level of strength did that young man possess?
"In the past days, a person in Chi Hong Sect created a god-level spirit technique. It must be this person!"
Elder Zhao's aura was somewhat wilted now.
But he still spoke slowly.
"What?"
"God-level spirit technique?"
"Self-created god-level spirit technique?"
"Is that really possible?"
Hearing this, the many Tiger Wolf Sect disciples looked towards Su Tong's leaving direction in utter shock.
"Alright, you should all continue cultivating. Our participation in the Hundred Sects Tournament has ended!"
Elder Zhao waved his hand, signaling them to cultivate on their own.
They had already lost the qualification to compete in the Hundred Sects Tournament.
But they could still stay here and cultivate until the end of the tournament.
Elder Zhao now felt helpless. This was Tiger Wolf Sect's fastest defeat in many years. "This Chi Hong Sect really can't be underestimated!"
...
While people were discussing, Su Tong's figure had already appeared somewhere else.
"Around eighty sects participated in this Hundred Sects Tournament. Looks like I'll need to find some helpers!"
Su Tong estimated.
With over eighty sects, going to them one by one would waste too much time.
But Su Tong wasn't the only one interested in the identity plates.
Other sects were naturally also eyeing them.
"Then I'll start with the smaller sects."
Su Tong thought. The bigger sects would also target the smaller ones. He could then deal with those big sects directly.
He could first clear out those small sects.
With this thought, Su Tong swiftly flashed through the forest.
"Over here!"
Sensing a not too strong aura, Su Tong knew it must be a small sect.
After a few flashes, he appeared before the small sect.
Seeing the people ahead, Su Tong recognized them too.
A small sword sect—Entwining Body Sword Sect's people.
"You must be Elder Li of Entwining Body Sword Sect!"
Su Tong appeared before the group and asked.
"You are..."
Elder Li's strength was also at the Qi Condensation Realm, but only fifth level Qi Condensation.
Much weaker than Tiger Wolf Sect's elder.
"Su Tong of Chi Hong Sect, here to borrow identity plates from Elder Li!"
Su Tong smiled and spoke.
His words caused the group's expressions to change drastically.
"If Chi Hong Sect wants identity plates, just take them. Why send a disciple to humiliate others?"
Elder Li's face darkened as he shouted coldly.
"Looks like I'll have to take them by force!"
Su Tong shook his head helplessly.
Then an extremely powerful aura erupted from him.
In a few minutes, he left with the second identity plate.
Leaving Entwining Body Sword Sect's people looking at each other speechlessly.
Their Elder Li didn't even last one round against that person.
That's right. He was directly and utterly defeated!
Elder Li now had eyes full of despair.
If he had lost to other elders of Chi Hong Sect, he wouldn't feel so devastated.
But to be defeated by a young man in one move, it made him feel like decades of cultivation had gone to the dogs.
Seeing Elder Li so devastated, the disciples didn't dare say much either.
After leaving, Su Tong headed towards his next target.
Throughout the day on this Spirit Condensing Island, from time to time, a voice would ring out.
"Su Tong of Chi Hong Sect, here to borrow identity plates from your sect!"
Of course, not once was he able to smoothly borrow any.
And after each fight, a sect would stay behind to cultivate, losing their chance at the Hundred Sects Tournament.
By now, the other sects on Spirit Condensing Island also knew that someone from Chi Hong Sect was going around plundering identity plates from other sects.
In a forest, a group of over a hundred people walked forward.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before them.
The figure slowly spoke, "You must be the Wind Fire Gate's sect leader. I..."
Before he could finish, the other side shouted in alarm.
"It's Su Tong of Chi Hong Sect! Get into formation!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader immediately ordered his disciples into formation.
Su Tong looked at the group before him in confusion, "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you getting into formation already?"
"Su Tong, don't think Wind Fire Gate is easy to bully. If you want our identity plates, withstand my move first!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader shouted coldly.
Then wind elemental spiritual energy began condensing.
Su Tong calmly watched Wind Fire Gate's sect leader gather his formation and techniques.
He didn't interrupt, only watching quietly at the side.
"Are you done yet? This is the sect with the longest condensing time I've ever seen."
Su Tong felt a little impatient after waiting for a while.
"Pfft!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader angrily spat out a mouthful of blood.
In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy became chaotic.
The massive spiritual energy within the formation started escaping everywhere.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Sounds of spitting blood rang out.
It was the disciples, backlashed by the unstable formation.
"Damn!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader cried out miserably.
Su Tong didn't expect that with just a few words, he had wrecked their formation.
Without even making a move.
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader now knew clearly that he was no match for Su Tong.
Unwillingly, he threw his identity plate to Su Tong.
"You need to improve that formation. It's too slow!"
Su Tong said plainly and left.
"Elder! Elder!"
Wind Fire Gate descended into chaos.
Because with just one remark from Su Tong, their sect leader was angered into a stupor, unable to recover and directly fainting.
"Which sect is next?"
Su Tong contemplated.
At this moment, a signal streaked across the sky.
Su Tong recognized it as Chi Hong Sect's signal!
"Ji Shiyu? Did something happen to Chi Hong Sect?"
Su Tong's brows furrowed.
He immediately sped towards Chi Hong Sect's location.
If someone really made a move on Chi Hong Sect, Su Tong would definitely not let them off easily!
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?"
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?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
