"Is this the innate talent of the monster race? Doesn't their long lifespan count as a talent?"
Thinking carefully, the trait description mentioned a "unique talent," and lifespan might not be "unique" enough.
From Hu Chacha, you learned that ordinary people in the Dragonman race have a theoretical lifespan of only sixty years.
It is evident that lifespan naturally varies among different intelligent races, just as it does among different animals.
A dog can live for ten years, and a mouse for two or three, but "living for ten years" cannot be considered a dog's unique talent. A dog's unique talents are its keen hearing, sharp sense of smell, and loyalty to humans.
After obtaining the monster race's talent, you suddenly understood why "Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races" was a mythical trait.
This wasn't just "copying a talent"; this was an "expansion of trait slots"!
Wouldn't having an extra monster race talent like "Natural Breathing" be the same as having an extra trait?
Currently, in the middle stage of the Martial Dao, one "Tribulation of Ten Thousand Races" was equivalent to four trait slots. In the late stage, it would be six!
The higher the major realm, the more slots!
In the later stages, it could truly sit at the same table as the "Simulator."
Afterward, you tried touching Hu Chacha and Black Wind.
You successfully acquired the Dragonman race's talent.
Soul Wandering the World: If the physical body dies but the fated lifespan hasn't ended, the soul can continue to exist and won't be dragged away by the Underworld. Additionally, as long as the other party agrees, one can possess any member of the same race to regain a physical body.
You failed when trying to acquire Black Wind's talent.
"Does it not meet the trait's requirements?"
The trait required an "intelligent race of the Void Realm" and a "unique talent." Which condition wasn't met?
"How strange. Could Black Wind be from the Real Realm?"
You asked Hu Chacha, but he knew absolutely nothing about the Dragon-Scaled Horse race. He only felt an instinctive sense of fear when seeing Black Wind.
"I'll just wait until I'm around ninety years old when that woman from the Real Realm looking for the monkey arrives. I'll ask her if Dragon-Scaled Horses also exist in the Real Realm."
Landing in the Great Wilderness reminded you of something.
"Last time, the Shen family approached the monster race to discuss a strategy to jointly defend against the enemy, but a few of our clansmen ended up getting injured by them instead. I need to step forward and get the Great Wilderness monster race to 'join the team'."
The grievances between the human race and the monster race in the Human Realm ran deep.
And in this simulation, there was no great war between the two races to vent those frustrations.
Therefore, whenever humans spoke, the monster race's attitude was basically, "I'm not listening, it's just nonsense."
You arrived at the place where you had met Hongluan in your early years.
"There are too many monster auras here; I can't tell whose is whose."
You tried using the "Aura of Ten Thousand Races" to find Hongluan or the Vermilion Bird, but you didn't succeed.
However, you knew this area was the Vermilion Bird's territory. If you wandered around a bit more, you should be able to find them.
A few days later, you heard that familiar, beautiful voice like silver bells, speaking in a still non-standard human language.
"Benefactor! Is that you, Benefactor?"
Standing twenty meters tall, you looked straight ahead and saw the half-human, half-bird Hongluan.
"Hongluan, it's me."
Having nothing else to do, you were stacking your Heart Steel layers again.
Just now, you had also wanted to test the effects of the "Hulk" trait.
Unfortunately, you just couldn't get angry.
"Benefactor, how did you get so big?"
"Just a minor cultivation technique, not worth mentioning."
"The human race's cultivation techniques are truly miraculous!"
After not seeing you for many years, Hongluan's gaze toward you was even more worshipful. Her face grew even redder, especially after discovering that you could become so large.
"Hongluan, I want to meet the Four Ancestors. Where are they now?"
"Does Benefactor have some business with my mother and uncles?"
"A very important matter concerning the common people of the world!"
Hongluan's small mouth parted slightly, her face showing an expression of "Has the situation really gotten this serious?"
"Then your timing is perfect. The Four Ancestors are all in Windwave Valley right now."
"What a coincidence. Doesn't the monster race usually respect each other's territories and not intrude? What are they gathering for today?"
You were genuinely worried that Hongluan would say, "To attack the Five Domains, of course."
Fortunately, that wasn't the case.
"There's a guest who, like Benefactor, wanted to see the Four Ancestors. He also said he had an important matter concerning the survival of the monster race or something. The Black Turtle, Azure Jiao, Mountain Lord, and my eldest sister, Blue Peacock, are all there too!"
These named monsters Hongluan mentioned were the inheritors of the Four Ancestors, known within the monster race as the Young Ancestors.
"Is it Senior Hua or the Sword Master?"
"Neither, it's a monkey!"
You cursed inwardly and quickly asked Hongluan to lead the way.
Hongluan led you to Windwave Valley.
The colors around you instantly plunged into a sea of red.
You knew that right now, apart from the Vermilion Bird, the other Four Ancestors would attack first and ask questions later if they saw a Martial King realm human like you appearing in the heartland of the Great Wilderness.
Fortunately, you currently had hundreds of layers of Heart Steel, plus the classic old trait "The Strictest Father of Foreign Races," so you were completely fearless.
From a distance, you saw the Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey gesticulating wildly and talking eloquently to the Four Ancestors and the Four Young Ancestors.
"Those humans from the Five Domains are about to attack! They want to take back the spirit veins we occupied! If the Great Wilderness monster race doesn't take action soon, we'll be slaughtered at will! I, the Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey, am a lost pearl of the monster race, and I stand on your side! For so many years, I've endured hardships at the Divine Weapon Pavilion just for this day. The heavens have eyes, allowing me to..."
The Four Ancestors looked confused and didn't completely believe him.
Considering that the monster race was rather weak when it came to scheming, if you let this guy continue fooling them, who knows what kind of mess would happen.
"Spreading rumors to deceive the masses! Die!"
You shouted fiercely, took out the Nine Crows Divine Bow, nocked your arrows, aimed at the Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey, and shot three arrows simultaneously.
The Monster Ancestors reacted remarkably fast as well.
They successively made their moves to block the arrows.
However, an immortal artifact was an immortal artifact!
The voices of the artifact spirits echoed from the arrows.
"Crow No. 1 is in position! Charging complete! Launching! Attack on the way! Someone is intercepting! Requesting backup!"
"Crow No. 2 is in position! Charging complete! Launching! I will clear the obstacles on your left flank. Number One, please go all out to kill the enemy! Over!"
"Crow No. 3 is in position! Charging complete! Launching! I will clear the obstacles on your right flank. Number One, please go all out to kill the enemy! Over!"
The three arrows actually coordinated their attacks, acting like three fighter jets—one main craft and two wingmen.
The left and right arrows blocked the Four Ancestors' attacks for the middle one, then sprayed out smoke to hinder the enemy's further offensive.
The middle arrow flew unimpeded, arriving right in front of the Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey in the blink of an eye.
It had to be said that the Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey was truly a special creature from the Real Realm; those four eyes weren't just for show.
His brain didn't seem to have reacted yet, but his eyes reacted first. His body instinctively dodged, leaping away with one foot and directly crushing the rock beneath him.
But it was useless. Crow No. 1 was guided. Just as it was about to plunge into the dirt, it actually pulled up like a dragon raising its head and stabbed right into the Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey's buttocks!
"Pfft!!"
"Ah!!!"
The Four-Eyed Spirit Monkey's rear end blossomed.
Although he looked to be in pain, his wound was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This was the terrifying innate talent of a divine beast of the Real Realm.
"Caw— Caw— Caw—"
After a successful strike, the three arrows transformed into three black crows, letting out caws that sounded like mocking laughter before scattering in all directions.
The Azure Dragon flew into a rage. The sky instantly filled with dense dark clouds, and rolling thunder shook the heavens and earth, all directed squarely at you.
"Bastard! Where did a freak like you come from? Daring to hurt this Venerable One's guest, you are courting death!"
The Vermilion Bird took a closer look, realized it was you, and immediately stopped the Azure Dragon.
"Hold on! Azure Dragon, this is the person I mentioned to you all. Stay your hand for now, there might be some misunderstanding!"
He still had to give the Vermilion Bird face. The Azure Dragon did not immediately deal a lethal blow, but he cast down a massive net of lightning, sealing off your retreat.
Seeing this, Hongluan stood in front of you, spreading her red wings.
"Exalted Azure Dragon! Please do not hurt Hongluan's benefactor! He is a good person!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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?"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
