“Commander.”
Lu Xinghe lifted the teacup before him and took an unhurried sip.
“You’re underestimating him.”
“It’ll be difficult?”
“Not at all.”
Lu Xinghe set down his teacup and turned his gaze toward the tall, lean figure standing on the arena. A profound glimmer flashed through his eyes.
“Have you forgotten?”
“Three months ago, in the Seventh Legion’s top-secret treasury…”
“That kid understood the Chaos Limitless Origin Blood Art at a single glance!”
Lu Xinghe’s voice was lowered so that only the two of them could hear him.
Yet the shock in his tone had still not completely faded.
“That terrifying scene, one that defied the laws of the universe… Even now, thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.”
“Do you really think a freak with such heaven-defying comprehension would have left himself with a fatal weakness in spiritual power?”
Chen Xuan was slightly taken aback.
“You mean…”
Lu Xinghe nodded, the smile on his face growing even broader.
“That day in the treasury…”
“Besides taking the Chaos Limitless Origin Blood Art…”
“He also casually took a remnant chapter of a black-hole-level spiritual cultivation technique—the Void Spirit-Concentration Art!”
The moment those words were spoken, Chen Xuan’s pupils abruptly contracted.
“The Void Spirit-Concentration Art?!”
“That black-hole-level technique reputed to amplify spiritual power by five thousand five hundred times?!”
Lu Xinghe nodded heavily.
“That’s right!”
“But it’s only a remnant chapter. Even cultivated to perfection, it can still amplify spiritual power two thousand times!”
“With that kid’s monstrous comprehension—understanding a black-hole-level technique at a single glance—do you think it’s possible that he’s already mastered this spiritual technique as well in the past three months?”
Chen Xuan sucked in a cold breath, his mind racing.
If Su Yu had truly mastered the Void Spirit-Concentration Art…
A two-thousand-fold amplification of spiritual power!
“Even if his foundation is only a thousand drops of origin blood and his spiritual power is inferior to Zhao Kuang’s…”
Chen Xuan’s eyes gradually lit up.
“But with the amplification of a black-hole-level technique by two thousand times…”
“Although it would still be impossible for him to overwhelm Zhao Kuang spiritually, he certainly wouldn’t be killed instantly!”
“As long as he withstands this initial spiritual assault…”
“With his domain-level spear intent, Zhao Kuang will definitely lose once Su Yu closes the distance!”
Watching the holographic display, Lu Xinghe spoke with absolute certainty.
“So, Commander…”
“Put your mind at ease.”
“That kid has a very good chance of winning!”
…
At the center of the Taixu Arena.
Upon the enormous platform.
Zhao Kuang’s maniacal laughter sounded especially sinister amid the invisible fluctuations of soul power.
“Su Yu!”
“Kneel before me!!!”
Boom—!!!
The vertical eye between Zhao Kuang’s brows opened completely.
A wave of dark-red spiritual power, bizarre in color, swept toward Su Yu like a tsunami!
The Skywolf Soul-Devouring Wave!
Zhao Kuang pushed this minor divine ability to its absolute limit.
He had complete confidence in this attack.
Six thousand years of accumulated spiritual power!
Combined with the amplification of the Zhao family’s secret cultivation method!
And supplemented by the unique properties of this minor divine ability!
“My spiritual power has been amplified by more than four thousand times in this instant!”
Zhao Kuang roared inwardly, his eyes filled with the exhilaration of defeating a genius.
“An amplification of more than four thousand times!”
“That’s already power comparable to a black-hole-level spiritual divine ability!”
“Forget a young brat like you, who has only a thousand drops of origin blood.”
“Even stellar-level experts with thirty thousand drops of origin blood would have their sea of consciousness torn apart instantly if caught off guard!”
“Who could withstand it?!”
“Who would dare to withstand it?!”
The dark-red wave of spiritual power ignored the obstruction of space.
It crossed the distance of several hundred yards in an instant and slammed viciously into the center of Su Yu’s brow.
However…
Faced with a soul attack powerful enough to make even stellar-level experts turn pale, Su Yu did not dodge.
He did not retreat.
He did not even raise the invisible spear formed from his domain spear intent.
He simply stood there quietly.
Choosing to endure it head-on!
This was not because Su Yu was overconfident, nor because he was arrogant or complacent.
The instant Zhao Kuang activated his divine ability, a faint silver divine light had already flashed through Su Yu’s eyes.
The Void Gaze—the investigative ability that accompanied the Void Spirit-Concentration Art!
Under the perception of the Void Gaze, the seemingly earth-shaking, world-destroying wave of dark-red spiritual power appeared completely transparent in Su Yu’s eyes.
Its various values and fluctuations were instantly broken down with perfect clarity.
He sensed Zhao Kuang’s trump card with extraordinary precision.
Zhao Kuang’s spiritual power was weak!
Far too weak!
So weak that Su Yu felt there was no need to defend himself at all!
Su Yu did not know exactly how many times Zhao Kuang’s divine ability amplified his spiritual power.
But he could sense the actual value of that spiritual power.
All he knew was that the total amount of his opponent’s spiritual power was far inferior to his own!
After all, Su Yu cultivated the Void Spirit-Concentration Art!
A remnant chapter of a black-hole-level spiritual cultivation technique!
A two-thousand-fold amplification of spiritual power!
And that was not even the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying thing was that Su Yu’s innate soul strength was already five times that of martial artists in the same realm!
Not to mention…
What lay dormant within his body was not merely a thousand drops of origin blood.
It was a full forty-five thousand drops of flawless origin blood!
A foundation of forty-five thousand drops of origin blood!
Multiplied by his fivefold innate soul strength!
Then multiplied again by the two-thousand-fold amplification of his cultivation technique!
With these three factors combined, the amount of spiritual power contained within Su Yu’s sea of consciousness had reached an astronomical figure capable of driving any stellar-level expert to despair!
Four hundred and fifty million meteors’ worth of spiritual power!
This was pure numerical suppression!
This was an utterly unreasonable, higher-dimensional crushing blow!
“With spiritual power this insignificant, you think you can destroy my sea of consciousness?”
A cold edge flashed through Su Yu’s deep eyes.
Boom!
In that split second, the attacks of both sides finally collided violently at the center of the arena!
There was no deafening explosion.
Only a dull, grating sound, like space itself was being forcibly torn apart.
The dark-red wave of spiritual power slammed heavily into the center of Su Yu’s brow.
At the same time, the invisible spear in Su Yu’s hand swept casually forward.
His peak domain spear intent transformed into a streak of annihilating light and instantly pierced through Zhao Kuang’s body.
Bang—!!!
Upon the arena, the indestructible meteorite-steel floor exploded under the collision of the two completely different forces!
A violent torrent of energy swept outward.
Billowing dust surged into the sky, instantly obscuring the entire arena.
Even the image on the holographic display became blurred at that moment.
In the audience stands…
Hundreds of billions of spectators craned their necks, staring intently at the arena shrouded in smoke and dust.
Although they could not see what was happening inside, most of them already had an answer in their hearts.
“It’s over.”
An elder from a reclusive sect slowly withdrew his stinging divine sense and sighed as he shook his head.
“When spiritual techniques collide, victory or defeat is decided in an instant.”
“That young man named Su Yu is still too inexperienced in the end.”
“That’s right,” someone beside him agreed. “At eighteen, he has comprehended domain spear intent, and his physical body is absurdly powerful as well. His talent is truly unprecedented.”
“Unfortunately, he ran into Zhao Kuang—the one person who was perfectly equipped to counter him.”
“Six thousand years of accumulated mental power, combined with the explosive force of a minor divine ability, was simply more than an eighteen-year-old’s sea of consciousness could withstand.”
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?"
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."
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
