When the ritual ended, all the Eagle Spirits around them vanished.
Liu Xuan noticed that a huge image of an Eagle Spirit had appeared on the largest stone tablet. It was probably the transformation of the Eagle Spirit from earlier.
There were words carved beside it. In essence, they said that in the future, any priest at Level 20 or below could come here and attempt the ritual.
After gaining the Eagle Spirit’s recognition, one could receive an Eagle Spirit companion of a different tier depending on one’s performance.
This would allow the priest to change classes and become an Eagle Spirit Shaman.
According to the inscription, shamans were divided into different schools. Their beliefs differed, and so did their paths.
The Eagle Spirit school followed an Agility-based path.
Since Liu Xuan was not a priest, he could only obtain a passive ability. As a result, his Eagle Spirit companion could only assist him passively in battle.
If an ordinary priest changed classes into an Eagle Spirit Shaman, they would be able to master many skills that worked in conjunction with their Eagle Spirit companion and bring out its full potential.
The Eagle Spirit itself could also learn skills.
Still, Liu Xuan was very satisfied as he looked at the handsome Eagle Spirit perched on his shoulder.
He already focused mainly on Agility. Although the damage dealt by this Eagle Spirit companion was completely insignificant compared with his own, it looked cool.
He could just treat it as a passive skill: “Makes your appearance more stylish.”
That worked too.
Besides, perhaps he would be able to obtain other Agility-related passive abilities later on.
For example, abilities like [Heart of Voodoo] or [Heart of Fear] that increased his attributes.
If that happened, this Eagle Spirit companion would take off immediately.
Moreover, Liu Xuan realized something else. He had been able to learn relevant passive abilities at the place where priests changed class into shamans.
Then, could he also learn abilities at the places where other classes changed class?
.....
Liu Xuan made another sweep of the area and confirmed that there was nothing worthwhile left in the altar or the fortress below. He then descended the mountain and prepared to return to the village.
When not in combat, the Eagle Spirit companion would automatically dissipate after some time.
After all, they were pure spiritual entities and did not even have health points.
As for the priest class change, he needed to discuss it with Zhang Meng.
If Zhang Meng was going to change class, he naturally needed to obtain the highest-tier Eagle Spirit companion possible. That meant his Agility had to be as high as possible.
But it was obvious that very few priests would focus on raising Agility.
After reaching the village, Liu Xuan sent Zhang Meng a message and learned that he was farming monsters north of the village.
Liu Xuan had originally planned to go find him, but Zhang Meng told him to wait in the village. He would be back soon and had something important to discuss with him.
Liu Xuan simply went to the inn, asked the cook to prepare a special meal, and ordered a whole table of delicious dishes.
He had been rushing to complete the campaign recently and had spent most of his time gnawing on bread and drinking cold water. That stuff was genuinely awful—dry and tasteless.
When Zhang Meng returned and saw the table full of delicacies, he could not help teasing him. “You sure know how to enjoy yourself.”
Having the cook prepare ingredients cost quite a bit of money. A meal like this one would cost as much as several pieces of common equipment. Most people would never be willing to spend that much.
It was not as if bread could not be eaten. In this battlefield, nutrition did not seem to matter.
As long as one was full, it was all the same.
Liu Xuan chuckled. “Sit down already. Actually, there are some differences between the foods. For example, this bowl of meat soup grants ten percent poison resistance for an hour after you drink it, giving you a chance to avoid being poisoned.”
Zhang Meng immediately took a spoonful and checked his status bar. Sure enough, he had gained a poison-resistance buff.
“It really does. That’s somewhat useful. Those giant poisonous insects out in the wild are disgusting. And the poison on this battlefield deducts health based on your maximum HP. It’s so damn disgusting—seriously, so damn disgusting!”
“But the soup tastes pretty good. What kind of meat is it made from? I’ll include it in the guide and post it for everyone later.”
As he spoke, Zhang Meng poured himself another bowl and began gulping it down.
Liu Xuan smiled. “It’s made from the meat of those insects.”
“Pfft!”
Zhang Meng spat out his mouthful. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned his head, spraying it into the aisle beside them. Otherwise, the entire table of food would have been ruined.
“Damn it, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
Grumbling curses, he poured the soup remaining in his bowl into an empty bowl nearby.
“You’re afraid of insects?”
“Bullshit. I just don’t like eating insect meat. It’s disgusting.”
“You just said the soup tasted good.”
“That... that’s different,” Zhang Meng insisted stubbornly.
After chatting and boasting for a while, they finally got down to business.
Liu Xuan was the first to ask, “You said you had something to discuss with me?”
Zhang Meng immediately looked troubled at the mention of it. “This is all your fault. You love being a hands-off manager, and it’s made things incredibly difficult for me.”
“What does any of this have to do with me?” Liu Xuan asked, completely baffled.
Zhang Meng promptly told Liu Xuan everything that had happened during the earlier meeting, including the confrontation. In the end, he warned him, “Keep your guard up. I doubt Shen Zhou and the other guy are going to let this go.”
Liu Xuan was not worried. There was no way those two would get a chance to hurt him.
What he was curious about was why Zhang Meng had let them leave instead of doing anything more than stripping them of their positions as team captains.
“I’m definitely not worried about myself. But aren’t you afraid they’ll cause trouble for everyone else if you leave them around?”
Zhang Meng glanced at Liu Xuan. So this guy called himself a gaming otaku, but he was not naive after all.
“I’ll keep an eye on them. They’re bound to die, but not yet.”
Liu Xuan understood. “You’re waiting for them to make the first move, then you’ll kill them in retaliation?”
Zhang Meng nodded. “Although I’ve repeatedly emphasized to everyone on the battlefield that this is a war, there’s no way I can truly treat them like soldiers or command them as such. They don’t see themselves as soldiers either, especially now that the threat to their lives has basically disappeared...
“If I killed Shen Zhou and the other guy just because of what they said at the meeting, everyone else would definitely become afraid. They’d start looking over their shoulders, and it would damage our unity.”
On a battlefield, if you executed a disobedient soldier who harbored ulterior motives, no one would find it strange.
But in ordinary life, if you killed someone merely because they had “complained a little too much,” then you would be a butcher, a murderer, and a dictator!
That was the problem. Many people still had not come to that realization. They did not regard this place as a battlefield, nor did they see themselves as soldiers.
It seemed to them that they were simply playing a game.
If Zhang Meng dealt with Shen Zhou and the other man now, it would only throw everyone into a panic.
After explaining, Zhang Meng sighed. “Ugh, leading a team is never easy. Forget it, let’s not talk about that anymore. What did you want to discuss with me?”
Liu Xuan then gave him a general account of Eagle Spirit Mountain and the requirements for changing class. Zhang Meng frowned after hearing it.
“At least 80 points of Agility? And they have to be below Level 20? What priest would stack that much Agility?”
All the skills priests could currently learn were magic-based.
Some priest builds were more cautious and did invest in Agility to improve their mobility and casting speed.
If they had no intention of fighting monsters head-on, they could simply follow a healing build and let their teammates protect them.
But who would put every point into Agility and magic?
Liu Xuan shrugged. “Go ahead and ask around. If there really aren’t any, then have a few priests who join the battlefield later take this path. If you ask me, 80 points still won’t be enough. Ideally, they should put everything into Agility and wait until level 20 before making the switch. With 100 points of Agility, the eagle spirit companion they acquire will be much more powerful.
“I theorycrafted this class a bit, and its damage output should still be very strong. But there’s no need to switch too many people over. We’ll still need the usual spellcasters for damage and healing.”
Zhang Meng nodded, absentmindedly taking another sip of insect-meat soup. “Mm-hmm, I’ll keep that in mind. Wait, what did I just drink? Ptooey!”
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."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
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?"
