"Cut the crap!"
Lin Xiaoxiao directly pulled open the car door, sat inside, and rolled down the window.
Her sunglasses slid back onto her face, hiding her eyes.
"Once I give something away, I never take it back."
"Think of it as... a thank-you gift for calling me 'sister'."
"See you at the exam tomorrow."
Vroom—
She floored the accelerator.
The off-road vehicle let out a roar and quickly vanished into the night.
Su Yu stood there.
Staring at the priceless jade bottle in his hand.
After a long moment.
He tucked the bottle into his pocket and turned to walk toward the old city district.
A lady's favor is the hardest to repay.
---
The next day.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Martial Arts High School.
Nine in the morning.
The sports ground was packed with people, the atmosphere ten times crazier than the day before.
Because today, the results were out.
The weighted total of the cultural and martial arts scores would directly determine who qualified for the afternoon practical combat assessments.
In the center of the sports ground.
A holographic projection screen the size of a three-story building flashed with piercing blue light.
Everyone raised their heads.
Holding their breath.
Staring fixedly at the screen.
"They're here!"
Someone shouted.
On the screen, data scrolled down like a waterfall before finally freezing in place.
The name at the top was enlarged and bolded in glaring gold letters.
【First Place: Su Yu】
【Cultural Arts Score: 500 (Perfect Score)】
【Martial Arts Score: 500 (Qi-Blood 10.4, Converted to Perfect Score)】
【Weighted Total: 1000 Points】
Boom!
The entire sports ground erupted!
"Double perfect score?!"
"My god! Since Jiangcheng was founded, has there ever been a top scorer with double perfect scores?!"
"Cultural arts perfect score—fine, but martial arts perfect score too? Where the hell did this monster Su Yu come from?!"
At the edge of the crowd.
Li Jianguo, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, stared at the name on the screen with wide eyes.
His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground in a heap.
It was over.
Completely over.
A once-in-a-lifetime genius with double perfect scores should have been the greatest highlight of his teaching career.
But for a mere million, he had personally pushed that genius to the opposite side.
He could already imagine the fury with which the principal would tear him apart after the college entrance exams.
The screen scrolled down.
【Second Place: Lin Xiaoxiao】
【Cultural Arts Score: 496】
【Martial Arts Score: 500 (Qi-Blood 406.0, Converted to Perfect Score)】
【Weighted Total: 990 Points】
In the crowd.
Lin Xiaoxiao, wearing a baseball cap, looked up at the rankings.
She pouted.
"That last cultural arts question on dissecting alien beasts—looks like I lost points there after all."
But when her gaze moved up.
And she saw the name firmly fixed above hers.
The corners of her mouth lifted into a faint smile.
"You're something else."
The screen scrolled further.
Third place.
Fourth place.
Until the fifth line.
【Fifth Place: Zhao Ze】
【Cultural Arts Score: 480】
【Martial Arts Score: 500 (Qi-Blood 10.3, Converted to Perfect Score)】
【Weighted Total: 980 Points】
In the rest area.
Crack!
The wine glass in Zhao Ze's hand shattered into fragments.
He stared at the top of the holographic screen, at that name so glaring it nearly drove him insane—
【First Place: Su Yu】!
His entire body trembled violently from rage, jealousy, and humiliation.
"Impossible... absolutely impossible!"
Zhao Ze clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot with madness, a beast-like growl tearing from his throat.
"A bottom-feeder who can't even reach 1 Qi-Blood, surviving on government relief—how dare he crawl above me?!"
He couldn't accept it!
Three days ago, Su Yu's Qi-Blood was a pathetic 0.8!
But now, the big screen clearly showed—Qi-Blood 10.4! A perfect martial arts score!
What made him even more jealous to the point of vomiting was Su Yu's perfect 500 in cultural arts.
If!
If only Su Yu had signed that damn agreement three days ago!
Then that perfect 500 in cultural arts would have been Zhao Ze's!
With his own Qi-Blood of 10.3, Zhao Ze would have stood as the undisputed top scorer of Jiangcheng with a perfect 1000, enjoying the cheers of a hundred thousand people!
Not like now, stuck in fifth place.
Looking up at the insolent poor wretch he used to trample underfoot—too dirty to even glance at—who had stolen all the glory that should have been his!
"Su Yu..."
Zhao Ze's face twitched, his expression completely twisted.
"Young master, calm down," the butler said nervously, handing him a towel.
"Total scores are just vanity. With 10.4 Qi-Blood, it's worthless in real combat! As long as you're in the top ten, you're qualified for this afternoon's arena matches."
"In the arena, that kid won't stand a chance against your Shattered Rock Palm technique."
Zhao Ze clenched his fists.
"You're right."
"Combat."
"In front of all of Jiangcheng, I'll personally cripple him!"
---
Two in the afternoon.
Jiangcheng No. 1 Martial Arts High School, indoor combat arena.
The circular stands, capable of holding thirty thousand people, were packed to capacity.
The city's elites, martial arts gym owners, and military representatives were all in attendance.
At the center of the arena.
Stood a massive alloy platform, fifty meters in length and width.
Below the platform.
The top ten candidates—including Su Yu, Lin Xiaoxiao, and Zhao Ze—stood in a line.
The atmosphere was heavier than ever.
Everyone knew that the upcoming battles would decide who got the two special admission spots for Kyoto Martial Arts University.
Suddenly.
The noisy arena fell silent without warning.
An indescribable pressure instantly swept through the entire venue.
The air felt thick.
Breathing became difficult.
Ordinary spectators in the stands felt an urge to kneel to the ground.
As for the official martial artists with Qi-Blood over 100, their faces turned deathly pale as they felt their Qi flow sluggish and stagnant.
Su Yu stood below the platform.
Following everyone's gaze.
On the highest viewing stand of the combat arena, a towering figure had appeared without anyone noticing.
He radiated no flashy, glowing aura.
He made no deliberate movements.
He simply stood there, like an insurmountable mountain.
Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association President.
Lei Potian.
A top-tier Grandmaster.
A terrifying existence with over a hundred thousand Qi-Blood!
One man alone could secure an entire city.
Lei Potian looked down from on high, sweeping his gaze across the ten candidates below.
He paused briefly on Lin Xiaoxiao and gave a slight nod.
Then, his eyes passed over Su Yu.
Without lingering.
"Jiangcheng Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, practical combat assessment."
Lei Potian's voice wasn't loud, but it rang out clearly like thunder in everyone's ears.
"There is only one rule."
"No-holds-barred combat."
"Until one side falls or voluntarily surrenders."
"Death is on the table."
The last four words sent the temperature in the venue plummeting to freezing.
Death was on the table.
That was the brutality of martial arts.
Once you stepped onto the arena, you were no longer a student or a child—only a warrior.
Of course, if things truly got life-threatening, he, as the referee, would step in immediately to stop it.
"The drawing of lots begins."
Lei Potian raised his hand.
The massive holographic screen above the arena immediately began frantically rolling the names of the ten contestants.
Everyone held their breath.
Ding.
The screen stopped scrolling.
The first match's pairings were suddenly frozen in place.
【First Match: Su Yu vs. Zhao Ze.】
Whoosh—
The entire venue erupted in uproar.
First place against fifth place!
A common-born genius against a young master from a noble family!
Without any warm-up, their fated showdown kicked off in the very first round!
Beneath the arena,
Zhao Ze stared at the names on the screen.
At first, he was taken aback.
Then, a grim, bloodthirsty sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
He turned his head.
From a few meters away, he locked his gaze onto Su Yu, unblinking.
He raised his right hand and slowly, deliberately, drew his thumb across his own throat.
Making an exceptionally arrogant throat-slitting gesture.
As for Su Yu,
His hands were still shoved in his pockets.
He didn't even spare Zhao Ze a glance.
Instead, he calmly began to walk.
Stepping onto the alloy stairs, one step at a time, as he climbed toward the arena that would decide his fate.
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
