As soon as Black Wind saw the object, a wave of familiarity washed over him.
Boss, I want to eat it!
How does this thing make you feel?
How does it make me feel? It is like... this is my natural food. Like cats eating fish, horses eating grass, or dogs eating shit—it is just the natural order of things.
Chen Yi understood.
It seemed the speculation from the simulation was correct. Black Wind, or rather the entire Dragon-scaled Horse race, was the natural enemy of the Dragonmen!
However, Chen Yi still did not know exactly how Black Wind countered the Dragonmen.
Judging from the memories inherited from the simulation, it did not seem like they had actually suppressed the Dragonmen before.
But this was likely because Black Wind's bloodline had not fully awakened.
Chen Yi fed the three Dragonman Orbs to Black Wind.
Before long, Chen Yi noticed that three black scales had actually grown on the back of Black Wind's neck!
Though they appeared black, they were actually a profound obsidian—like a crow's feathers, a black that shimmered with iridescent colors.
Seeing this, Chen Yi made a bold deduction: for Black Wind to awaken his bloodline, all he had to do was simple—eat Dragonmen!
Boss, I feel like my body is undergoing some changes.
Yes, you have grown dragon scales.
Dragon scales?
You are a Dragon-scaled Horse, so of course they are dragon scales.
I am a Dragon-scaled Horse?
Uh... why does that sound like an insult? Anyway, just remember, you are a Dragon-scaled Horse, the bane of the Dragonman race!
Black Wind looked thoughtful.
Afterward, Black Wind ran a lap within the Cauldron Realm.
His speed had increased significantly. His overall sense of power, agility, flexibility, and even the black flames that sprouted beneath his hooves as he ran, had all been greatly enhanced.
It seems his awakening really relies on eating Dragonmen. No wonder they are natural enemies.
This made things even better. Destroying Dragonman strongholds and killing a few Dragonmen would also serve to level up Black Wind.
Killing multiple birds with one stone!
...
Half a month later.
Southern Borders, Dashi Kingdom. This was the third stop on Chen Yi's campaign to destroy Dragonman strongholds.
Moreover, Chen Yi had calculated the timing.
In the memories inherited from the fourth simulation, there was a mention of the time and place where the Demon Essence Pill first appeared. It was exactly in the Dashi Kingdom, and it was happening this very year.
This was information uncovered by the Sword Master.
Therefore, Chen Yi could conveniently resolve the issue of the Demon Essence Pill along the way. This would prevent the internal friction of a war between the human race of the Five Domains and the demon race of the Great Wasteland, which would otherwise create favorable conditions for the Dragonmen invasion.
Chen Yi was no stranger to this Dashi Kingdom.
During his second simulation, he had been exiled to serve in the military, working as a staff officer under General Sun Chengen of the Suzhou Border Army.
At that time, the primary enemy of the border army was this very Dashi Kingdom.
A minor separatist regime in the Southern Borders was actually winning battle after battle against the unified orthodox regime of the Central Plains.
Even though the Great Qian Dynasty was showing signs of being at the end of its era.
The greater credit went to the Dashi Kingdom's Barbarian Elephant Army, which was simply too overpowered.
The infantry of the Central Plains were completely massacred when facing the Barbarian Elephant Army.
Even elite cavalry could not charge past the six or seven-meter-tall Barbarian Elephant beasts.
Previously, Chen Yi truly believed that Dashi was some formidable regional power capable of shaking the Central Plains regime to some extent.
Now, hovering in the sky above the battlefield where the Suzhou Border Army clashed with the Dashi Barbarian Elephant Army, Chen Yi understood everything.
These Barbarian Elephants all carried a faint trace of Dragonman aura!
So the Barbarian Elephant Army was the creation of the Dragonmen.
Just then, Chen Yi saw Sun Chengen surrounded by a group of Barbarian Elephants, caught in a perilous situation.
General Sun is a rare, loyal, and capable general. I should lend him a hand. But I am currently in the Martial King Realm, so it would be inappropriate for me to intervene...
Within the Five Domains, the Li Imperial Family possessed profound foundations and had established an unspoken rule for the world.
Experts at or above the Martial King Realm were not allowed to directly intervene on the front lines of mortal wars.
They could sit back and command, but they were absolutely forbidden from taking the field to slaughter enemies.
As long as the Li Imperial Family stood, all heroes of the realm had to obey this rule, lest they face a punitive expedition from the royal family.
Chen Yi did not want to invite unnecessary trouble upon himself.
Then, he had a flash of inspiration.
Could he not just unequip the Eternal Half-Emperor trait first!
If he reverted to the Spirit Condensation Realm, would he not be able to step in and help?
With the Myriad Soul Banner in one hand and the Demon Refining Pot in the other, armed with two immortal artifacts, Chen Yi was not about to stumble on a battlefield of this caliber.
Sun Chengen had been fighting bitterly for days. His stamina was nearing its limit, and he was covered head to toe in blood and grime—some his own, some his enemies'.
The imperial court had ordered him to march south and subjugate the rebellious Dashi Kingdom.
But after pushing deep into Dashi territory, he found himself in a dire predicament.
Logistical supplies were difficult to maintain, reinforcements were hard to come by, and the enemy had suddenly grown many times stronger.
The Dashi Kingdom's Elephant Army was renowned throughout the Five Domains.
Because of this, the Suzhou Border Army had long developed a mature set of tactics to deal with them.
Yet, those tactics were completely useless this time.
Because the Elephant Army had transformed into the Barbarian Elephant Army!
They still looked like men riding elephants, but these elephants were simply too massive; they were practically demonic beasts!
Demonic beasts were far harder to tame than ordinary animals. Since when did the Dashi Kingdom become so proficient in beast taming?
At this moment, Sun Chengen had no time to ponder these questions.
Over a dozen gargantuan Barbarian Elephants completely surrounded the exhausted general. Long, razor-sharp lances thrust at him from all directions, creating a desperately perilous situation.
As a Great General, Sun Chengen had a battalion of personal guards on the battlefield dedicated entirely to his safety.
The fact that Sun Chengen was now directly facing the enemy's blades and spears meant his guard battalion had already been entirely wiped out.
Why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet!
The Dashi commander leading the siege on Sun Chengen laughed maniacally.
Sun Chengen! You won't live to see any reinforcements! Your martial dao cultivation is indeed higher than ours, but this is a battlefield! Men exhaust their strength, and blades chip and dull! Let's see how much longer you can hold out!
In this critical moment of life and death, Sun Chengen was shocked to discover that the Barbarian Elephant cavalry besieging him were suddenly lifting off the ground, elephants and all!
What the hell!
Can these monstrous elephants fly?
Looking closer, that was not the case at all.
The Barbarian Elephants were flailing their four massive legs in a panic, clearly terrified. The soldiers on their backs clung desperately to the elephants' huge ears, terrified of plummeting from the sky.
Sun Chengen focused his gaze and realized that this bizarre scene of giant Barbarian Elephants levitating out of thin air was continuously unfolding across the battlefield.
Following the line of ascending Barbarian Elephants toward the horizon, he saw a young man with his hair tied back, dressed in white robes with a jade belt around his waist, casually walking forward.
This is...
Chen Yi's Galaxy Divine Art had already reached the Perfection stage.
What did that mean?
This was a Heaven-tier cultivation method!
Countless people could not even comprehend a Heaven-tier method if it were handed to them.
Yet Chen Yi had actually perfected it!
Even among the geniuses of the Shen family, very few could train the Galaxy Divine Art to the Perfection stage.
One could absolutely not underestimate the impact of cultivation mastery on a technique's effectiveness.
The power of the Galaxy Divine Art in Chen Yi's hands was vastly superior to that of an average Shen family member.
Therefore, Chen Yi could effortlessly manipulate the gravity in the surrounding area, allowing these six to seven-meter-tall Barbarian Elephants to experience what it felt like to be a bird.
The enemy soldiers who charged at him were even less capable of withstanding Chen Yi's casual strikes.
He did not even need a killer move like the Star-Shattering Wave Finger.
The high-tier and mid-tier martial arts he had learned in the past, having reached the Perfection or even Transcendent stages, possessed terrifying power while requiring minimal energy consumption.
Just like that, amidst an army of thousands, Chen Yi calmly strolled right up to Sun Chengen.
General Sun, lead your men to break out and return to the Central Plains. The Dashi Kingdom has external assistance; if you push deeper into enemy territory, you risk total annihilation.
Sun Chengen cupped his fists while holding his sword, its blade already riddled with chips and notches.
"Thank you, young hero, for coming to my aid..." Sun Chengen looked up and glanced around. "If I may be so bold, are you a disciple of the Shen family, out tempering yourself in the Five Domains?"
Chen Yi only smiled, remaining silent.
Sun Chengen took the hint and expressed his gratitude once more.
"Words cannot repay the debt of saving my life. If there ever comes a day when you have need of me, I am entirely at your command!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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?"

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”