Early the next morning, as the sky was just beginning to brighten, Yun Ya set off for the Yaochi Holy Land with Qin Hao and Chen Ping. With a wave of his hand, a pillar of golden light shot out from Yun Ya's palm, tearing a massive spatial rift in the void.
"Let's go!"
Yun Ya stepped into the rift first, with Chen Ping and Qin Hao following closely behind.
At the Welcoming Terrace of the Yaochi Holy Land, surrounded by swirling clouds and mist, a high platform built of white jade hovered in mid-air. Below the platform was a bottomless abyss, while upon it stood magnificent pavilions and palaces.
The disciples of Yaochi were lined up on both sides. Clad in snow-white garments and wielding swords that gleamed like rainbows, their elegant and dignified demeanor made them look as if they had stepped right out of a painting.
For the opening of the Yaochi Mystic Realm this time, Yaochi had invited all the other Holy Lands. Of course, Jiang Yun did this because she didn't want Luo Qingxue to get suspicious and think that her meeting with Qin Hao was a deliberate arrangement.
Jiang Yun glanced at Luo Qingxue, who was standing obediently to the side, and thought to herself, Oh, Little Hao, I have prepared quite a few surprises for you two in the mystic realm. You must seize the opportunity.
It wasn't long before Chen Ping and Qin Hao, following Yun Ya, arrived at the Yaochi Welcoming Terrace.
Chen Ping had specially dressed up for the occasion today. Wearing a brand-new white brocade robe and a golden crown binding his hair, he exuded an extraordinary air. His eyes were filled with curiosity, and upon seeing the disciples of Yaochi, they lit up with absolute amazement.
"So this is Yaochi," Chen Ping muttered softly. As his gaze swept over the snow-white, elegantly poised Yaochi disciples, he couldn't help but straighten his back a little, hoping to leave a good impression on these fellow cultivators.
Qin Hao, on the other hand, had his hands in his pockets as his gaze lazily swept across the area. Good heavens, they were all familiar faces. People from the Blood Fiend Holy Land, the Wangchen Nunnery...
Qin Hao looked with great interest at the young nuns sent by the Wangchen Nunnery, thinking to himself,
Su Ning ran off with me. I wonder how this Wangchen Nunnery is doing now.
"Brother Ye, don't look at them!"
Just as Qin Hao was curiously observing the nuns from the Wangchen Nunnery, Chen Ping leaned in and whispered a warning into his ear.
"Oh? Why? Is there something wrong?"
Chen Ping shook his head. "You probably don't know much about the Wangchen Nunnery yet. The nuns there are not to be trifled with. You have no idea, they harbor an extreme hatred for men."
Chen Ping's words reminded Qin Hao of the former abbess of the Wangchen Nunnery back home, who clung to him all day like a little kitten.
"Hatred for men? I wouldn't be so sure about that."
"Tsk, I'm telling you the truth, why don't you believe me? The Wangchen Nunnery is notorious. Rumor has it that a few male cultivators were passing by the nunnery. They even deliberately kept their distance and didn't provoke the nuns in any way.
"But guess what happened next? The nuns suddenly rushed out and beat those passing male cultivators to a pulp. And their reason was actually that the stench of filthy men had drifted into the nunnery and disturbed their cultivation! Tell me, where is the logic in that?"
Qin Hao laughed. That was no rumor; he had even witnessed such things with his own eyes.
Reaching out to pat Chen Ping on the shoulder, Qin Hao smiled and said, "Brother Chen, don't just parrot what others say. You are looking at them through the lens of prejudice. You need to cast aside these biases. Have you ever actually interacted with the nuns of the Wangchen Nunnery?"
Chen Ping shook his head. "Well, no, it's all hearsay."
Qin Hao's eyes darted around as a wicked idea formed in his mind...
"Exactly. Since you haven't interacted with them, how can you just follow the crowd? Just because they say bad things, you say bad things too? A person should never judge things they know nothing about, understand?"
With that, Qin Hao turned and walked toward the people from the Wangchen Nunnery.
"Brother Ye, what are you doing?" Chen Ping's voice rang out from behind, tinged with panic.
Qin Hao didn't look back. He simply waved his hand and continued walking at a leisurely pace toward the Wangchen Nunnery group.
The Wangchen Nunnery hadn't sent many disciples, only five in total. Leading them was an old nun in a gray Buddhist robe, while the four disciples behind her had delicate features and a cold, detached aura.
Sensing someone approaching, the group, who had been chanting sutras, suddenly opened their eyes. When they saw the familiar mask on Qin Hao's face, they froze.
That mask! Wasn't that the mask worn by the man who had abducted their abbess back then?
Qin Hao smiled and nodded at them. "Masters, it has been a long time."
In the distance, Chen Ping covered his eyes. It was over. Of all the people to provoke, you had to provoke the nuns of the Wangchen Nunnery? No one could save him now.
As he spoke, Qin Hao looked at one of the young nuns behind the old nun and smiled. "If I remember correctly, your name is Gu Qingxue."
Gu Qingxue's face instantly turned red, and the memory of the handsome face beneath Qin Hao's mask back at the nunnery couldn't help but surface in her mind.
The old nun quickly stepped forward, grabbed Qin Hao's arm, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and return our abbess!"
Qin Hao shrugged. "Come on, you have to be reasonable. What do you mean 'return her'? I never forced her. This was Su Ning's own choice. If you want her to go back, go talk to her yourself."
Hearing this, the old nun let out a long sigh. Did he think she hadn't tried talking to Shen Suning? It was just that it had been completely useless.
Shen Suning's attitude was very firm now; she insisted on staying by Qin Hao's side and refused to return to the Wangchen Nunnery. However, she had also promised that if the nunnery ever encountered any trouble they couldn't resolve, they could always come to her.
"Sigh, never mind. Has the abbess been doing well lately?"
Qin Hao nodded. "Don't worry. Since she's with me, would I let her suffer? She is doing wonderfully now."
The old nun stared at Qin Hao meaningfully for a long time before finally saying, "I hope you treat the abbess well. Even though she abandoned us, we are still genuinely happy from the bottom of our hearts that she has found her own destination."
Qin Hao smiled. "That goes without saying. By the way, if you run into any trouble in the future, like someone bullying you or whatever, just come find me. I will stand up for you."
Saying that, Qin Hao pulled out a storage bag.
"Here is some spiritual tea. Your cultivation base is still only at the Immortal Lord realm, right? Drink this spiritual tea regularly; it can help you achieve epiphanies. Who knows, you might just break through to the Immortal King realm in a flash of insight."
"What, it can help me break through to the Immortal King realm? This... this is far too precious. We cannot accept a reward without merit."
Qin Hao waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, why are you being so polite with me? Your abbess is my woman now, which makes us family. Why should family act like strangers?"
Hearing this, the old nun carefully tucked the storage bag away. "Then, thank you, Young Master Qin."
Because Qin Hao had used his jade pendant to set up a soundproofing barrier, no one else knew what he and the people from the Wangchen Nunnery were talking about. They only saw that the notoriously fierce Wangchen Nunnery did not drive Qin Hao away as the rumors would suggest when a man approached them.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?"
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!
