"Hmph! Such arrogant words. You guys, hold him off! The rest of you, retreat with me!!"
Several bear demons, massive as mountains, blocked your path.
They opened their bloodthirsty maws; if you dared to approach, they would absolutely bite down in an instant.
With their burly physiques, the bite force of a single snap could sever metal and iron!
However, not only did you not retreat or evade, but you also stepped into a Rocket Step, charging forward at an even faster speed.
Iron Mountain Lean!
The bear demon that took the brunt of the impact had its body deformed on the spot, deflating like a popped balloon. It spewed out a mess of red and black, seemingly fragments of its internal organs.
The other bear demons nearby were caught in the shockwave, sent flying into the air like bowling pins.
Seeing Golden Leopard and the other demons retreating, you pursued them without hesitation.
"Where do you think you're going! Do you think my Limitless Sword Sect is a place you can come and go as you please?! Leave your dog lives behind!!"
You extended both hands, a cold light gathering at your fingertips as faint ripples spread around them.
Star-Shattering Ripple Finger!
Fired from both hands simultaneously!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!!"
These demons were so focused on running that they had zero defense. Struck from behind, they were blasted to pieces all over the ground!
"What?! Xiong Da and his family couldn't stop him? How is that possible!"
The demons jumped in fright.
Left with no choice, they had to turn around and fight you. Otherwise, with you riding their tails and picking them off one by one, they would all be doomed!
You charged into the enemy ranks, slaughtering in all directions!
One punch! An elephant demon's eyes bulged out from your blow. You casually grabbed its long trunk and ruthlessly smashed it into a nearby ox demon!
One kick! A deer demon's proudest antlers were shattered by your foot. You picked up a broken antler and plunged it into its heart!
One elbow! A Spirit Sea Realm snake demon was struck right in its weak spot, its health bar instantly hitting zero!
A crocodile demon seized an opportunity, opening its massive jaws to bite onto your arm, unleashing its ultimate move!
"Death Roll!!"
You stood as immovable as a mountain!
"Get lost!!"
You roared furiously right into its ear, causing it to bleed from all seven orifices!
The bitten hand reached right in and grabbed its tonsils, slamming it brutally onto the ground and leaving a crater several meters deep!
Two hundred demons besieged you alone, yet they couldn't take you down even after a long struggle.
Their various demonic arts and killer moves landed on your body, but even the most powerful one could only inflict superficial flesh wounds.
But with a single punch from you, even the turtle demon with the strongest defense had its shell shattered.
How the hell were they supposed to fight this?
Watching you charge in and out of the demon horde seven times over, a background melody seemingly echoed in the ears of the demons and the Sword Sect disciples.
Though we swore no oath of brotherhood, I believe we had destiny in our past lives, Loyalty and valor devoted to the Han Dynasty, Our brotherhood rivals the Peach Garden...
...
Zilong, Zilong, Peerless in the world... Wait, no. Chen Yi, Chen Yi, The demons' nightmare...
Golden Leopard watched his brothers die by your hands one after another, trembling all over with rage.
"Who is that in the formation! State your name!"
Full of vigor, you drew a breath and roared.
"I am Chen Dong of Baling!!"
When traveling abroad, who would use their real name?
"Chen Dong! Must we die today?! We haven't done anything! Can't we just pass by the area?!"
"You all must die!!"
You had already gone red-eyed with bloodlust. Covered in blood and gore, you looked more like a demon than the demons themselves.
Furthermore.
In places unseen by everyone present, you were also dealing insane amounts of damage.
After living beings died, their souls would not dissipate immediately but would temporarily float nearby.
Because of the Materialist Warrior trait, you could see them and treat them just like physical entities.
With so many enemies, how could you tell who was alive and who was dead? As long as they were within reach of your fists, you punched them all!
When these demons were alive, you beat them to death. Even after they died, they still had to suffer your iron fists, getting their souls scattered into nothingness.
Golden Leopard, flustered and exasperated, yelled at the Sword Master in the sky.
"Sword Master! You are too despicable!!"
The Sword Master had no intention of making a move anymore. He felt you could handle this entirely on your own. Hearing Golden Leopard's words, he said in amusement.
"How am I despicable?"
Golden Leopard pointed at you, who were still on a killing spree, and said.
"This man must be a Martial King realm expert of your sect! Did you think I wouldn't be able to tell just because you disguised his realm aura?!"
In truth, the Sword Master also found it very strange right now.
He had investigated carefully, and you were indeed only at the Golden Body Realm.
But your destructive power and physical strength in battle were nothing like the Golden Body Realm; instead, they truly carried the demeanor of the Martial King Realm.
However, the Sword Master had a sharper eye. He saw that you merely had immense vitality and a physical strength far surpassing the standard level of your realm.
When using martial arts, your spiritual energy and essence levels still matched the Golden Body Realm.
The main reason the demons couldn't beat you was the difficulty in breaking your defense.
If you punched them, they basically couldn't withstand it. But if they unleashed a whole combo on you, you'd only suffer a scratch.
Seeing that his demon brothers couldn't retreat unscathed, Golden Leopard ordered everyone to scatter and run, hoping as many could escape as possible.
With them running like this, you couldn't be everywhere at once, so you could only try to kill as many as possible.
It was a pity that the demon souls of the elite demons killed tonight could not be collected.
You couldn't exactly whip out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in front of the Sword Master.
If you did that, you'd only be able to say: I picked it up!
Since some of the surviving demons had run away, you raised your voice and unleashed a map-wide taunt.
"I am but a lowly retainer of the Limitless Sword Sect! You can't even beat me, yet you delusionally dream of attacking the Sword Sect and coveting the Five Regions?! Eat shit!!"
Golden Leopard, who had already run far away, abruptly coughed up a mouthful of old blood.
This was too infuriating for a demon!
The Sword Master waved his hand gently, and the disciples understood implicitly. They split into multiple groups to hunt down the demons.
At the same time, the Sword Master also subtly released some secret arts to make it harder for the demons to run, making it easier for the disciples to catch up.
What about breaking the treaty between the two races?
Who saw the Sword Master make a move?
Nobody!
However, the Sword Master left one alive so he could go back and report the situation.
The demons needed to know that the human race still possessed formidable combat power and was not something they could covet.
To prevent the demons from taking advantage of any perceived weakness right now.
Thus, the matter here was settled.
The disciples who went to hunt down the demons also returned.
They surrounded you, looking at the blood covering your body.
That wasn't blood; it was a warrior's glorious medal!
"Senior, are you truly a retainer of our Sword Sect? What realm are you actually in?"
Someone asked the question that all the disciples cared about the most at this moment.
You smiled and waved your hand, putting on an experienced and seasoned air.
"Ah, I am truly just an ordinary retainer of the Sword Sect, merely at the Golden Body Realm. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning at all..."
The disciples looked at the tragic corpses of the demons littering the ground.
[Not Worth Mentioning?]
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.”
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
