Truly too incredible.
So incredible that they could completely ignore his own paltry one-thousand-point health pool.
“Um…”
Su Yu coughed lightly, trying to interrupt the three people’s argument.
“Excuse me, teachers.”
Shuai!
Three pairs of eyes instantly locked onto Su Yu in unison,
their gazes scorching hot.
“Kid, who do you choose!” Chu Kuang said, eyes wide.
“Little brother, don’t be afraid—pick me!” Lei Jue said, his face full of anticipation.
“Handsome, big sister has high hopes for you.” Liu Ruyan threw him a flirtatious glance.
Su Yu, pressured by those three intense stares, felt his scalp tingle.
He scratched his head, rooted to the spot, sinking into deep hesitation.
Who should he choose?
To be honest, the moment Liu Ruyan had first extended her olive branch, his gut reaction had been to choose the Fist Arts.
The reason was simple and brutally practical: saving money.
On the path of martial arts, weapons were a bottomless money pit.
A single alloy weapon capable of channeling high-level blood energy could cost anywhere from several million to tens of millions of Great Xia dollars. And when fighting wilderness mutated beasts, if a weapon got chipped or shattered, it meant burning through cash at an insane rate.
With the tens of millions it would take to buy and maintain a weapon, why not dump it all into the system to purchase cultivation, and transmute his body into indestructible diamond-like flesh? Wasn’t that smarter?!
But then again…
What Chu Kuang offered was simply too generous. And having just accidentally awakened the Spear Soul Killing Intent, it would be a shame—wasting that lethal power—if he didn’t train in the spear.
So was it stick with the Spear Arts for top-tier freebies, or go with Fist Arts for maximum cost savings?
Su Yu furrowed his brow, his face full of indecision.
Just as he was hesitating, too slow to answer,
Lei Jue, Director of the Blade Arts—who had clearly sensed he had zero chance—lost his patience.
In terms of compatibility, the kid had awakened Spear Intent, so Chu Kuang had fate on his side.
In terms of tactics, Liu Ruyan had shamelessly resorted to seduction.
Blade training?
It had no competitive edge against either of those!
No way—there was no way he would let those two snatch away this freak so easily. He had to stir the pot!
Lei Jue’s eyes darted. He suddenly strode forward, blocked Chu Kuang and Liu Ruyan with righteous indignation,
“Hold on!”
“You two old bandits, stop tricking him!”
He turned to Su Yu, putting on a gentle, reasonable expression.
“Little brother, don’t feel pressured. The Capital Martial Academy has rules. Even if you’ve awakened Spear Intent, switching departments is a big deal. At least we should first ask whether your current department’s director agrees, right?”
Lei Jue’s mental abacus clicked fast.
A sophomore with only a thousand points of blood energy—he must have been an invisible nobody in his department. Then, all of a sudden, today, he had an epiphany and exploded.
What if… what if the kid was actually from his Blade Arts department?!
If this was originally his own turf’s piece of meat, then today—even if they had to tear down Lake Unnamed—there was no way he’d let Chu Kuang pull him away!
“Come on, don’t be scared.”
Lei Jue stared at Su Yu with burning eyes, anticipation ringing in his voice.
“Tell Old Lei, which department are you actually in now?”
Hearing that, Chu Kuang and Liu Ruyan quieted down, frowning slightly.
Indeed, poaching was one thing—they still had to check the kid’s current affiliation.
Facing three top-level experts’ probing stares,
Su Yu blinked.
His tone was calm, even tinged with innocence.
“I haven’t chosen a department yet.”
Lei Jue was stunned and instinctively retorted, “Nonsense! Jingwu University forces students to choose their specialization in the second half of freshman year. How could you, as a sophomore…”
“Sophomore?”
Su Yu sighed helplessly and pointed toward the school gate in the distance.
“I’m this year’s special admit.”
“I just got off the train. I haven’t even registered yet.”
Silence.
Dead silence.
The three department heads, who had been frantically calculating how to snatch him up, suddenly stopped talking.
The expressions on their faces froze instantly.
The fierce wind by the Weiming Lake seemed to come to a complete halt in that moment.
“Not… not registered yet?”
Chu Kuang was stunned.
His sharp, knife-like eyes locked onto Su Yu.
For a split second, his brain experienced an extremely brief short circuit.
Not registered, which meant…
You’re not a sophomore?
Su Yu nodded.
“I’m this year’s freshman. I’ll officially register tomorrow.”
Boom!!!
These words exploded like a megaton nuclear bomb in the minds of the three department heads!
Chu Kuang’s eyes bulged wide on the spot!
Lei Jue’s jaw dropped to the ground!
Liu Ruyan’s folding fan slipped from her hand with a clatter onto the grass!
Freshman?!
This guy is a damn freshman?!
The breathing of the three top-tier experts completely stopped in that moment!
They had been sneering inwardly at this kid’s pitiful blood energy.
A sophomore with only a thousand points of blood energy—a waste coasting through life.
But now.
This kid was telling them he was a freshman!
A freshman who hadn’t even officially enrolled!
“A thousand points of blood energy…”
A hoarse, rattling sound came from Chu Kuang’s throat.
“Warrior realm…”
“Freshman…”
Crazy!
The combination of these three terms completely shattered their lifelong understanding of martial arts common sense!
For over a thousand years since the founding of the Xia Empire.
Among all the past freshmen at Jingwu University, the most monstrous only had seven or eight hundred blood energy, at the peak of the martial artist level.
Only three had reached the Warrior realm!
But this kid before them.
Eighteen years old!
Not even enrolled yet!
And he was already a genuine Warrior realm expert with a thousand points of blood energy!!!
He was the fucking fourth one!
What was even more terrifying.
He wasn’t just a Warrior.
He had also comprehended the Soul-Shaking Spear Intent!!!
What trash?
This was clearly an ancient beast wearing human skin!
A monstrous prodigy that would drive the entire martial world of the Xia Empire wild!!!
“Oh my god…”
Lei Jue’s legs went weak, and he couldn’t help but curse.
“What kind of monster crawled out of which rock pile?!”
Chu Kuang was trembling with excitement.
He lunged forward in one stride, grabbing Su Yu’s shoulders with both hands.
The force was so strong that even Su Yu’s flesh, fortified by a thousand points of blood energy, felt a sharp pain.
“Kid!”
Chu Kuang’s eyes were red like a wolf that hadn’t eaten in three days.
His voice shook violently.
“Say it again!”
“Are you really a freshman?!”
“A Warrior realm freshman?!”
Su Yu looked at the old man trembling with excitement before him.
After a moment of silence, he nodded.
“Yes.”
“Su Yu from Jiangcheng.”
“Special admit freshman.”
Boom—!!!
With Su Yu’s confirmation, the sanity of the three department heads completely collapsed!
Steal him!
They had to steal him!
Even if it meant tearing the sky over Jingwu University apart, even if it meant using every dirty trick, they had to snatch this monster into their own department!
Chu Kuang threw back his head and let out a wild roar.
"Old Lei! Old Liu!"
"Nobody try to stop me today!"
"This kid—I’m claiming him for the Spear Department!"
"Whoever dares to snatch him from me, I’ll risk my life fighting them today!!!"
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.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?
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?!
