[Besides granting a longer lifespan, Guardian Protectors can also communicate with the Earth Spirit and borrow its power.]
[You witnessed this before with Hua Wuyan.]
[Additionally, Guardian Protectors can, to a certain extent, call upon the Seven Radiance Force of a realm.]
[It's just not as exaggerated as the Seven Radiance Immortal Formation.]
[The Seven Radiance Immortal Formation is like directly activating GM privileges, while Guardian Protectors face many permission restrictions and can't act as freely.]
["Senior Hua always talks about me having some Great Dao Fruit. What exactly is it?"]
[Li Lingyue thought for a moment.]
["It should be 'Realm Lord.'"]
["Isn't that just a title? Can it have actual benefits like a Guardian Protector?"]
["It does. Realm Lord is also a kind of power. The strongest person in a realm has a chance to become Realm Lord, but Master never told me what changes that brings."]
[Actually, you can be considered a Realm Lord right now.]
[You saved the entire world, and all living beings in the Human Realm revere you as a god. Your personal worship is at its peak.]
[Every household hangs your portrait and enshrines your spirit tablet.]
[Your incense offerings are many times more abundant than Li Lingyue's.]
[Year 87, age 106.]
The Myriad Soul Banner, now the king of the Artifact Nation, reported that Hu Tiangong had something to discuss with you.
["Brother Hu, have you been resting well?"]
[The Seven Radiance Immortal Formation took power from the Dragon Corpse and Phoenix Corpse, so its impact on Hu Tiangong was actually minor.]
[Still, it caused him some injury. After being nourished in the Myriad Soul Banner, he should now be mostly recovered.]
["Thanks to Brother Chen's blessing, everything is fine."]
["I hear you have something important to tell me?"]
["Yes, I want to lead the remaining demon beasts of the Human Realm to leave and find a new home."]
[You were somewhat startled.]
["Why is that?"]
[Hu Tiangong smiled.]
["The Human Realm is ultimately the world of humans. We demon beasts hope to find a relatively primitive world and start anew. If we can also summon our scattered clansmen from other void realms, even better."]
[Humans and demon beasts were once ancestral enemies.]
[But in the Dragon-Human War, both sides fought side by side, sharing life and death.]
[The demon beasts paid an even greater price in that war than humans did.]
[Now, with peace restored, no one can guarantee whether the two races will be friends or foes in the future.]
[Hu Tiangong had extremely high political intelligence.]
[He worried that after victory, you might "kill the donkey once the mill is turned" or "purge the meritorious officials," completely wiping out the demon beasts who could no longer compete with humans.]
[You had no such intention.]
[But even if you told the truth, no one would believe you.]
[This wasn't a matter of belief, but of capability.]
[You didn't try to persuade him further, only explaining the difficulty.]
["Right now, the Human Realm's Five Element Root Artifacts are still missing the Heaven and Earth Sword. With only four Root Artifacts, opening passages to other realms isn't easy. Moreover, you have specific requirements for the target realm. It's almost impossible to know the situation of another world without personally going there to check."]
["Brother Chen, you misunderstand. I heard that your side's Qiankun Mirror is very skilled at opening passages to the Demon Realm. You only need to help me with that."]
["But the Demon Realm has nothing. Why go back?"]
["Once we return, we'll find a way to search for a new home on our own."]
[You asked no further questions.]
[With you, Li Lingyue, and the Four Ancestors going all out, breaking through the world's barrier was no problem.]
[The pressure was once again on the Qiankun Mirror.]
["Can you do it?"]
["Back when I was just a single mirror, I could precisely locate the Demon Realm. Now, with three old comrades helping me, pinpointing it is a piece of cake!"]
[The Qiankun Mirror shook its half-body as if tossing its bangs.]
[No bangs came out, but plenty of smoke did.]
["Was that really precise Demon Realm locating, or just a lucky guess? Besides, have you fully recovered yet? I suspect you're talking in your sleep."]
["I am perfectly clear-headed right now!"]
[After years of star source treatment, the Qiankun Mirror had indeed recovered considerably.]
[Soon, the passage to the Demon Realm was smoothly opened.]
[The four ancestors—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—along with their grown descendants like Hongluan, Xuan Gui, Qing Jiao, and Shan Jun, used demonic techniques to store demon beasts within their bodies and charged one after another into the passage.]
[Before leaving, Hongluan gazed deeply at you.]
["Benefactor, Hongluan is leaving..."]
[That glance from Hongluan, for a moment, brought you back a hundred years.]
[To that vast wilderness, where you, having just obtained the Heartsteel, first met Hongluan.]
[..."I am Hongluan, youngest daughter of Vermilion Bird. I was trapped in a forbidden land uprising while trying to save my clansmen. Thanks to your timely assistance, young warrior..."]
[The past is like the wind, stirring one's heart.]
["Hongluan, take care."]
["Mm-hmm!"]
[The demon beasts were gone.]
[Everything in the wilderness gradually returned to human possession.]
[Perhaps one day in the future, the two races would meet again at the peak.]
[Year 88, age 107.]
[Wu Yue died.]
[During the Dragon-Human War, she was attacked by an Earth Lord and severely wounded, even her soul suffering grave damage.]
[Despite being sent to Fragrant Herb Valley for immediate medical treatment.]
[She still endured a few years of agony in her sickbed before passing away.]
[When you arrived, Wu Yue had already lost her breath.]
[You sat quietly by the bedside, gazing at this face identical to your second sister's, a tumult of emotions in your heart.]
[Hua Wuyan, Sword Master, Li Chengqian, Sun Cheng'en, Xiaoyao God, Baili Su, Long Yang, Wu Yue, Dongfang Shuo...]
[The Dragon-Human War had claimed far too many lives.]
[But the one that would claim even more was named "Time."]
[A martial artist's theoretical lifespan is just theory.]
[Martial Kings living under two hundred years are common.]
[Due to battle injuries, damaged foundations, backlash from cultivation, and other factors, shortened lifespans are frequent occurrences.]
[Which survivor of the Dragon-Human War didn't bear wounds?]
[Having only thirty years left to live might not seem long, but many others would leave even sooner than you.]
["Old friends are like fallen leaves in the wind, withering away one by one..."]
In the subsequent simulations,
Chen Yi entered seclusion.
He barely went anywhere, only occasionally interacting with Li Lingyue.
He found a scenic, tranquil spot in the Five Regions to cultivate and research.
Either improving his cultivation level,
Or increasing his knowledge.
His mastery in realms, formations, alchemy, artifact refinement, and incense dao all steadily advanced.
When bored, Chen Yi would also perform tedious repetitive actions, using the "proficiency" keyword to further elevate his Heaven-grade martial arts.
He naturally continued drawing one keyword per year.
Among them were some high-quality keywords with excellent effects.
However, since these keywords have little bearing on our story, we'll set them aside.
Due to his esteemed status, people from all over the world made pilgrimages to him and offered treasures.
Included among them were various longevity-extending items.
Although these treasures only worked the first time, they still helped Chen Yi extend his lifespan by a few years.
Unfortunately, the pressure of debt repayment was too great, so overall, he didn't manage to hold on for many more years.
“This simulation should come to an end. Rare indeed! Another natural death from old age!”
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!
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?"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
