With a final howl, the boss crashed to the ground. Five silver coins and a piece of [Thick Porcupine Hide] dropped beside it.
The loot was far worse than what Liu Xuan had gotten the first time he ran the dungeon.
Back then, it had dropped a whole gold coin in cash alone.
After collecting the loot, Liu Xuan checked the time. This run had taken him less than ten minutes in total, and he had obtained:
34 silver coins, 200 pieces of [Rough Leather], one piece of [Thick Porcupine Hide], and 15 pieces of equipment, including [Leather Armor].
1,255 experience, 330 points of base health, and 30 Intelligence.
Oh, and two points toward his [Heavenly Being] count.
The rewards were practically unbeatable. It had everything he could want.
In high spirits, Liu Xuan left the dungeon, reset it, and went back in to start farming again.
Run after run, he grew more and more familiar with the process.
After another four dungeon runs, Liu Xuan leveled up again.
“Time to draw a skill!”
Liu Xuan pulled the lever on the slot machine. After a clinking, rattling spin, a new passive skill appeared before him.
[Destruction Aura: Enemies within 20 meters of you lose 10% of their maximum Armor and Magic Resistance every second. Each time this effect is triggered, the range of this passive increases by 5 meters. After being out of combat for 10 seconds, the range returns to normal.]
Now that was a good passive!
At first glance, it didn’t seem all that useful. With Liu Xuan’s current damage, he shouldn’t need a skill that reduced Armor and Magic Resistance.
But the moment Liu Xuan saw this skill, his eyes lit up.
He had already considered this problem before. He couldn’t attack, and it was fine when dealing with monsters, since they had no Intelligence and only cared about aggro. But what if his opponent was another person and simply refused to attack him?
What if they specifically went after his teammates instead?
With this skill, that problem was solved.
For example, if he ever found himself in a large-scale team battle—or, more accurately, a war—all he had to do was walk into the enemy ranks and stand there.
Then he could ask them:
Are you going to attack me or not?
If they didn’t, the range of his [Destruction Aura] would keep expanding. Before long, it would cover the entire battlefield, and everyone’s Armor and Magic Resistance would be reduced to nothing.
After all, judging from the [Shadow Wolves], both attributes could be reduced below zero.
That meant every enemy would be saddled with an increasingly severe vulnerability effect. Wouldn’t they be at his mercy then?
Their defenses would drop by 10% every second. In no time at all, everyone would be as fragile as paper.
If they attacked him? Heh. Even better. They’d only die faster.
It could be said that this passive had instantly turned Liu Xuan into someone his opponents had no choice but to deal with. That meant all his other passives could finally come into play.
And now that he had this [Destruction Aura], was it possible that other auras might appear later on?
What if he got one that dealt damage?
“Ugh, even I feel like I’m being ridiculously shameless,” Liu Xuan muttered, though the grin on his face was positively wicked.
After leveling up, Liu Xuan was level 11, while the Porcupine Men were level 7 and yielded even less experience. Still, this was the best place to farm, so Liu Xuan had no intention of switching locations.
Thus, after leaving the dungeon, he reset it again. But this time, when he bumped into the dungeon portal, he passed straight through it.
A line of text appeared before his eyes:
You have reached the daily reset limit for this dungeon. Please return tomorrow.
“You can only run a dungeon five times a day?”
Liu Xuan froze.
There was a restriction like that?
Looks like I’ll have to find somewhere else to grind. I wonder what the quarry dungeon has been changed into.
No one had run that dungeon yet, so there was no information to go on. Still, Liu Xuan guessed that the requirements had probably been lowered. There was no way they still expected a party to kill five hundred monsters in one minute.
How could a five-man team possibly manage that?
The number of monsters had clearly been reduced from the battlefield version.
Just as Liu Xuan shook his head and sighed, preparing to leave, someone nearby suddenly shouted, “Anyone got a high-level party that needs an exp mule? I can provide five dungeon reset opportunities!”
At the words “reset opportunities,” Liu Xuan’s interest was piqued. He looked toward the voice and spotted a man who appeared to be around twenty-five or twenty-six.
A quick sweep with the Eye of Insight told him the man was a level-four archer.
Liu Xuan walked straight over.
Wu Kang shouted for a while, but when no one paid him any attention, he couldn’t help sighing.
“Ugh, I should’ve known better than to pay someone to bring me here. This battlefield really is different from the games I used to play.”
At his level, the only way he could have made it through the forest was by having someone escort him.
But after arriving, he hadn’t been able to find anyone willing to party with him.
For one thing, everyone’s strength was still too low to run the dungeon while missing a party member. More importantly, people were risking their lives in this battlefield. No one dared to be careless.
As a result, nobody was willing to bring him along just for the extra reset opportunities.
Wu Kang was just about to pay someone to take him back when he suddenly saw a young man walking toward him.
The man was fully equipped from head to toe. At a glance, he was clearly one of the heavy hitters.
Wu Kang hurried over with a smile. “Boss, does your party need an exp mule?”
“I wanted to ask about those dungeon reset opportunities. Aren’t we only allowed to reset this dungeon five times a day?”
Wu Kang was a little disappointed by the question, but patiently explained, “It’s true that each person can only reset the dungeon five times a day. However, if you hand party-leader status to someone else for the reset, you can keep running it.”
Liu Xuan’s eyes lit up. “So we can run it indefinitely as long as we keep changing party leaders?”
“Exactly.”
“And your job as an exp mule is just to tag along and soak up experience? Don’t monsters only give experience to whoever lands the killing blow?”
“Dungeons are different from the open world. As long as you’ve participated in the fight, everyone gets an equal share of the experience. As an exp mule, I won’t take anything except experience. I can also help pick up the drops, and I’ll give everything I collect to your party.”
Liu Xuan nodded. “Then join my party. I’ll run five rounds with you.”
Wu Kang hadn’t expected things to take such a sudden turn. He quickly sent Liu Xuan an invitation. Once Liu Xuan joined, he instinctively asked, “Boss, who are your teammates? Have them join me too.”
“I don’t have any teammates. The two of us are enough.”
Wu Kang let out an awkward laugh. “Boss, don’t joke around. How are the two of us supposed to clear this dungeon? It’s not like you’re—”
He was about to continue when his eyes happened to fall on the name of his new teammate in the party list.
“Liu… Liu Xuan? Holy crap, you’re Legendary Liu Xuan!”
That shout immediately drew the attention of everyone nearby.
Liu Xuan hurriedly grabbed him and dragged him toward the dungeon entrance. “Hurry up and reset it!”
Wu Kang finally realized what was going on as well. He quickly reset the dungeon, then followed Liu Xuan straight through the portal.
A crowd was left standing behind, staring at one another in bewilderment.
“Leave what?”
After entering the instance, Wu Kang was still visibly excited. He never imagined he would get the chance to team up with the legendary powerhouse himself.
Liu Xuan paid no attention to what he was thinking and turned to remind him, “I’ll be clearing mobs pretty quickly. I usually pull them to those spots over there. Keep your wits about you and don’t aggro anything yourself. If you have time, help me pick up the drops—it’ll save us a bit of time.”
Wu Kang nodded repeatedly. “Got it, got it. I’m a professional carry customer who knows how to lie deadweight. I understand all this.”
Seeing that, Liu Xuan said no more and turned to pull the mobs.
Watching him leave, Wu Kang was both excited and curious. Liu Xuan’s class was listed on the rankings as Pacifist, but he had no idea how it actually fought.
Then he saw Liu Xuan gather more than twenty mobs near a pile of logs. After kiting them around twice, Liu Xuan turned around and charged straight into the mob.
As his teammate, Wu Kang could see Liu Xuan’s health bar.
What shocked him was that Liu Xuan was practically bathing in the middle of the mob, yet hadn’t lost a single drop of health.
“How high is his defense?”
No, even with incredibly high defense, he should still be forced to take at least one point of damage, right?
Could he be immune to damage?
Wouldn’t that make him completely invincible?
“Wait… what’s with the boss’s HP?!!”
Only then did Wu Kang notice that Liu Xuan’s health in the party list was actually over 69,000!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
