"I must admit, I was drawn to that long-lost warmth of mortal life, and it was then that the bottleneck I had been stuck on for so long finally broke!"
"Oh!" Some disciples seemed to understand.
"Is cultivating immortality really about becoming an immortal? No—it’s about cultivating ourselves!" Fang Zhiyi’s tone was firm. "Because of that warmth, I fell helplessly in love with Zhong Ling'er. But I realized she couldn’t share my appreciation for such ordinary emotions, nor could she derive any benefit for her cultivation from them."
"Many in Cloud Sky Palace believe a cultivation partner is merely someone to accompany them in their practice. But I tell you, you’re wrong. You must treat your partner as your beloved, savoring every emotion that comes with it. I always believed I loved Zhong Ling'er, but ever since I discovered her entanglement with this demonic cultivator, my conviction wavered. We don’t need a partner who cannot distinguish right from wrong. This is unacceptable!"
Zhong Ling'er stared at the man she once knew so well, her mouth agape in disbelief. Before she could speak, Fang Zhiyi cut her off.
"I ask you—must you save him?" Fang Zhiyi pointed at Chu Aotian, who lay on the brink of death.
Zhong Ling'er’s gaze flickered uncertainly, but after a moment’s hesitation, she nodded resolutely. "Aotian is a good man. I won’t let you harm him!"
The crowd erupted in shock. The palace master’s cultivation partner (and direct disciple) was openly shielding a demonic cultivator!
"Guards!" Fang Zhiyi, still carrying the habits of his former life as a prince, commanded, "Expel Zhong Ling'er from Cloud Sky Palace, then execute this demonic cultivator!" He scoffed inwardly. If I have the chance to kill you, why wouldn’t I? Am I insane?
"You... you..." Zhong Ling'er felt as though the man before her was a complete stranger. But when she met his eyes—filled with sorrow and reluctant longing—she faltered. Was I truly wrong? No... no, I wasn’t! Chu Aotian may be a demonic cultivator, but he’s a good person! Why won’t Zhiyi believe that even demonic cultivators can be good?
"Finally, the truth comes out." Chu Aotian, pale and weak, let out a bitter laugh before gazing tenderly at Zhong Ling'er. "Ling'er, come with me."
The law-enforcement elder had seen enough. "You think you can just leave?" With a furious roar, he raised his palm to strike.
But Chu Aotian clenched his fist—something shattered.
A terrifying aura suddenly descended from the sky.
"Shadow Teleportation? A Soul Unity cultivator!" a elder bellowed, immediately shielding the disciples.
Cloud Sky Palace’s defensive formation activated, but whatever Chu Aotian had used bypassed the barrier, tearing open a tiny rift. The Soul Unity demonic cultivator slipped through in an instant, appearing before them.
Fang Zhiyi remained silent, releasing his own Soul Unity-level pressure.
The demonic cultivator seemed surprised. "Rumors claimed the master of Cloud Sky Palace had reached Soul Unity. I didn’t believe it—until now."
"It’s the Demon Sovereign!" someone shouted.
The Demon Sovereign smirked. "Today, I’ve come only to retrieve my son, not to wage war."
Fang Zhiyi took a subtle step forward. The Demon Sovereign caught his intent. "Think carefully. This is your territory." His gaze flicked toward the low-level disciples.
Fang Zhiyi had no choice but to halt.
"Father, take her too!" Chu Aotian cried as he was lifted into the air.
The Demon Sovereign gave Zhong Ling'er a curious glance. She was still glaring resentfully at Fang Zhiyi. Then he looked back at Fang Zhiyi, who shrugged as if to say, Do as you please.
"Ling'er, come with me!"
Zhong Ling'er’s mind reeled. Chu Aotian is the Demon Sovereign’s son? Why didn’t he tell me? But given the circumstances, she had nowhere else to go—she had publicly defended a demonic cultivator before the entire sect.
Closing her eyes, she nodded. The Demon Sovereign swiftly retreated with her, and Fang Zhiyi signaled the elders to lower the formation, allowing them to leave.
The system reappeared in Fang Zhiyi’s mind. I think I get it, Host. You wanted her to see Chu Aotian’s true nature so she’d obediently stay by your side, right? Isn’t this what you humans call... playing hard to get?
Do I look like I have time for that?
Fang Zhiyi was frustrated. While reviewing the plot earlier, he’d sensed something off. Sure enough, Chu Aotian wasn’t just some reckless fool. How could he roam the demonic cultivators’ territory with troublemaker Zhong Ling'er and remain unharmed? That alone proves he’s more than he seems. And the way Cloud Sky Palace’s defenses failed at the end—there must be a traitor among us!
Worse, Zhong Ling'er’s actions could drive many disciples to abandon Cloud Sky Palace. No way. These are my people!
It’s my fault for not mastering my abilities sooner. If I had, I could’ve tried to capture all three of them and lived in peace afterward.
But Fang Zhiyi didn’t dare gamble.
Still, he had to maintain his image. He stared longingly in the direction Zhong Ling'er had vanished, then asked the system, Well? Have they all left? (He meant the elders and disciples.)
The system replied honestly, Nope. You haven’t moved, so they won’t either.
Damn it!
Fang Zhiyi announced he would enter seclusion and ordered the defensive formation reinforced. The rare treasures the original host had prepared for Zhong Ling'er were moved to the treasury, where disciples who reached a certain cultivation level could claim them.
Though he called it seclusion, Fang Zhiyi really just needed time to familiarize himself with the cultivation system and techniques.
Thanks to the original host’s memories and the system’s guidance, he progressed rapidly—even making a small breakthrough.
Wow, is this the protagonist’s privilege? Fang Zhiyi marveled at the surge of spiritual energy within him.
Host, shouldn’t you worry about your mission? The female lead just stormed off, the system grumbled.
Fang Zhiyi grinned. Remind me of the mission again?
"Ascend to immortality with your cultivation partner."
Exactly. Fang Zhiyi clapped.
"Hey, look!" A female disciple nudged her companion, who glanced up to see Fang Zhiyi striding purposefully toward Yue Anyao. When he reached her, he studied her intently.
Yue Anyao flushed under his gaze. These past days had felt surreal—was she dreaming? Did my senior brother really cast out that girl?
"Senior Brother... you..."
"Don’t speak. I have a question for you."
Yue Anyao’s cheeks burned as she nodded meekly.
"Whoa, am I seeing things? Since when is Martial Aunt Yue so shy?"
"Have you never noticed? Martial Aunt Yue is actually quite beautiful."
"Who’d dare look? She’s terrifying."
"I disagree. I always thought she seemed a bit... affected."
"Only when the palace master is around."
"Shh! Quiet—she’s looking this way!"
Yue Anyao swept her gaze across the murmuring disciples, and silence fell instantly.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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!
