Boom!
An indescribably terrifying pressure, like the weight of billions of primordial divine mountains and the overturning of a boundless sea of stars, crashed down upon the entire Qin family estate.
Behind Qin Hao, endless golden light bloomed from the void. Within the golden light, an ancient, majestic giant dragon slowly emerged.
Its body seemed to be the Great Dao itself. Every single scale was a miniature chaotic universe, and the cold gleam flowing on its claws seemed capable of easily tearing apart the Three Realms and Nine Heavens.
Thud, thud, thud!
Below the arena, facing the pressure of the Primordial Dragon Emperor, anyone whose strength had not reached the Immortal King realm—no matter what kind of peerless genius they were, what secret treasures they possessed, or what noble blood flowed in their veins—felt as if a giant, invisible hand had ruthlessly pinned them down.
Swaths of people fell to their knees involuntarily, like harvested wheat. Their foreheads were pressed tightly against the cold ground, their bodies trembling so violently that they could not even lift a single finger.
Even those genuine Immortal King giants could not help but experience a drastic change in their expressions. Facing this pressure, they actually felt fear. It was as if they were mere mortals who had just stepped onto the path of cultivation and encountered a true immortal, completely unable to muster any thought of resistance.
A group of Immortal Emperors stared fixedly at Qin Hao, their eyes full of shock. This! Complete Great Dao laws! In this era where the Heavenly Dao is flawed, he actually possesses the pressure of complete Great Dao laws! How did this kid do it?
Jiang Xinyao used all her strength to look up at the figure in the center of the formation, her beautiful eyes shimmering with admiration. He is still so strong, so handsome.
The moment this thought popped up, Jiang Xinyao forcefully threw it out of her mind. Damn it! Jiang Xinyao, how can you be so cheap? He deceived you so badly! Can't you have a little backbone?
If one were to say who was the most shocked in the entire venue, it would definitely be Ye Jingyun. Facing the manifestation of the Primordial Dragon Emperor directly, he felt the aura of an absolute superior clearly and profoundly. The trembling of his soul made him want to bury his head in the ground.
I... I concede! Ye Jingyun gritted his teeth unwillingly.
Hearing this, Qin Hao immediately withdrew the manifestation of the Primordial Dragon Emperor.
This is absolutely not a power that the Nascent Soul realm can control! It's not even a simple manifestation ability.
His current power is only at the Nascent Soul realm, how can he bear such a terrifying projection of will?! His physical body, his divine soul... how could they possibly withstand it?
The almighty experts present exclaimed in amazement, their eyes filled with deep disbelief as they looked at Qin Hao.
On the high platform, the corners of Qin Wuya's mouth curled up slightly when he saw this scene. Then, he slowly stood up.
Everyone, let the younger generation play around with their sparring. I have an important matter to discuss with you here! Please come with me.
As he spoke, Qin Wuya opened a spatial passage and invited the bigwigs of the various factions present to leave with him.
The bigwigs looked at Qin Hao, then at Qin Wuya. After hesitating for a moment, they followed Qin Wuya and left together.
Meanwhile, Qin Hao looked at Ye Jingyun, who had been full of high spirits and completely dismissive of everyone before taking the stage. Right now, Ye Jingyun looked like a bullied little wife, his eyes full of grievance. Qin Hao could not help but walk over to console him.
Actually, your strength is quite good. It's just a pity that you ran into me.
Ye Jingyun clenched his fists, staring fixedly at Qin Hao, and thought to himself, He defeated me and still won't let it go! He even chased after me to mock me? Adding insult to injury?
Thinking of this, Ye Jingyun laughed out of sheer anger. He nodded at Qin Hao. Qin Hao, is it? I will remember you.
Hearing this, Qin Hao waved his hand at Ye Jingyun. You're welcome, this is all I should do.
He just smiled at me, right? Sigh, my uncontainable charm conquers both men and women alike.
After sending Ye Jingyun out of the formation, Qin Hao looked around. Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?
As soon as these words came out, the entire venue fell silent. The geniuses who were eager to try earlier all remained silent now.
Having witnessed Qin Hao's performance just now, who would want to go up and embarrass themselves? Even the natural-born supreme being, the Imperial Son of the Ye family, was suppressed to the ground, unable to move. Their strength was at most equal to Ye Jingyun's, so there was no need to ask for trouble.
Just when no one answered and the atmosphere felt a bit stagnant.
A cold and elegant shout, suppressing raging anger yet carrying a trace of resolute and complex emotion, suddenly rang out, breaking the silence.
I will!
Swish! Everyone's attention was instantly drawn over.
They saw that in the Jiang family's seating area, the peerless Imperial Daughter Jiang Xinyao suddenly stood up. Her incredibly beautiful face was now covered in frost, and two balls of blazing fire burned in her phoenix-like eyes, shooting straight at Qin Hao. That gaze looked as if it wanted to nail Qin Hao to the wall.
The Imperial Daughter of the Jiang family is going to make a move? Her strength is no greater than Ye Jingyun's. The Qin family's Imperial Son is simply too monstrous; she can't possibly be a match for him.
Something's not right. Why does it feel like the Jiang family's Imperial Daughter is very angry? Is it because the strength Qin Hao just displayed was too great, making her feel inferior? Or is there a hidden reason?
Qin Hao looked at Jiang Xinyao as she walked toward him step by step, and sighed inwardly, What must come will eventually come.
Qin Hao's face remained impassive, and his tone was calm. Your Highness the Imperial Daughter, please!
Qin Hao's words made Jiang Xinyao stumble, nearly falling to the ground.
What did he just call me? Your Highness the Imperial Daughter? Hah! Once, under the flowers and the moonlight, he held me and called me Yaoyao. Now he calls me Your Highness? Liar!!! Men! They all deserve to die!
Jiang Xinyao stepped into the range of the formation. She stood opposite Qin Hao, with no more than ten zhang between them.
Looking closely at this face that haunted her dreams yet made her grit her teeth in hatred, Jiang Xinyao's emotions churned like a stormy sea.
The accumulated longing, grievance, anger of being deceived, shock of learning the truth, and that throbbing deep in her heart that she could not erase no matter what, were all intertwined now, almost drowning her reason.
Jiang Xinyao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her surging emotions. Her voice was ice-cold and carried a hint of interrogation.
Qin Hao?
Qin Hao nodded frankly. It's me.
Ye Hao? Jiang Xinyao continued to ask, her voice even colder.
...That is also me. Qin Hao rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward.
Hearing Qin Hao say that he was also Ye Hao, the Ye family's reaction was even bigger than Jiang Xinyao's.
Holy shit! You Qin family members are truly shameless! How many years has it been? Whenever you Qin family members cause trouble outside, you fraudulently use our Ye family's surname. Are you Qin family members even human?
Animals! After so many years, couldn't you find another family to take the blame? Back then, the Dragon Emperor attacked our Ye family for no reason. After investigating the truth later, we found out it was Qin Wuya who impersonated a Ye family member and stole the egg of the Primordial Dragon Emperor!
And that time in the Eastern Wasteland, our Ye family's merchant caravan was besieged. After investigating later, we found out it was also the Qin family who impersonated our Ye family and robbed the ancient inheritance jades from those major aristocratic families in the Eastern Wasteland!
Now this Imperial Son of the Qin family is at it again! Damn it, with so many surnames in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens, why do you have to keep plucking from our Ye family's single surname?
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."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.”
