"What did you say?!"
Jiang Xinyao's body stiffened, her eyes looking at Qin Hao full of disbelief. The first spot was hopeless, and the second spot had also been taken by someone else?
Qin Hao chuckled lightly and said, "Things like this are often out of my control."
Jiang Xinyao glared at Qin Hao, her tone full of grievance:
"Then what about the third? Don't tell me the third spot has also been taken!"
Qin Hao shrugged. "That's not the case. The third position is still vacant."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Xinyao's eyes lit up. She grabbed Qin Hao. "Since it's still available, then I'll be the third!"
"No."
"Why?" Jiang Xinyao was puzzled, but even more so, she felt wronged. If others could do it, why couldn't she?
Qin Hao glanced at Su Qingyue beside them. Jiang Xinyao instantly understood. She turned around and pulled Su Qingyue over. "Then we'll tie for third!"
"Oh?" Qin Hao raised an eyebrow. That wasn't entirely impossible.
Su Qingyue blushed, lowered her head, and said softly, "I, I can do it."
......
Half a month later, inside a stone chamber deep within the ruins, everything finally returned to peace.
"I need to leave for a while to find someone."
Calculating the time, another half a month had passed, and Xia Lingxi still hadn't provided him with any new divine abilities. This made Qin Hao somewhat confused. He needed to go see what that silly little girl was up to.
However, hearing this, Jiang Xinyao and Su Qingyue both stiffened. No way, he was leaving again?
"Find who? Which wild woman is it this time?!"
Jiang Xinyao puffed out her cheeks, her face full of indignation. Leaving right after having his fun? That was too irresponsible!
"That's right," Qin Hao nodded directly, admitting it.
Jiang Xinyao fell silent. She looked into Qin Hao's eyes; there was no guilt or evasion in them, only frankness and sincerity.
Seeing this, Jiang Xinyao couldn't help but sigh:
"Forget it, forget it. Since things are already like this, one more or one less doesn't matter anyway."
Jiang Xinyao shot Qin Hao a resentful glare, then snorted coldly:
"Hmph, men's mouths are deceitful ghosts. You can go find her, but you must take us with you!"
Beside them, Su Qingyue also opened her eyes and nodded gently. "Exactly."
Qin Hao was slightly taken aback, then nodded in agreement. "Alright then."
Qin Hao mainly felt that since the two had just completely become his women, patting his butt and leaving right away was indeed a bit inappropriate. Since they were willing to follow, he would let them tag along.
Anyway, Xia Lingxi wasn't a new client, so there was no need to worry about affecting the order rating.
After getting Qin Hao's approval, the two women clung to his arms, one on the left and one on the right, their eyes brimming with possessiveness.
Qin Hao activated his jade pendant, and the laws of space enveloped the three of them.
Watching the scenery constantly shift, once it stabilized, Qin Hao and the two girls had arrived at the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Southern Region.
Jiang Xinyao looked around with a face full of curiosity. Su Qingyue, on the other hand, was extremely tense, her fingers subconsciously gripping Qin Hao's sleeve.
Those eyes, usually cold and indifferent, were now churning with complex emotions.
"Qingyue?" Sensing Su Qingyue's anomaly, Qin Hao turned to look at her and called out softly.
Su Qingyue didn't answer. Her gaze passed over the mountain gate, staring intently at the sword peak that towered into the clouds.
Southern Region.
These two words rolled on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't spit them out.
She was also from the Southern Region. Before meeting Qin Hao, the Heavenly Sword Sect was like the clouds in the sky and the moon in the mountains to her—something visible but unattainable. Coming from a family in a remote small town, used by her father to curry favor with the city lord, she didn't even have the qualifications to approach the Heavenly Sword Sect.
But now, those feelings of inferiority and looking up had vanished into thin air. All these changes were brought to her by Qin Hao.
Su Qingyue took the initiative to hold Qin Hao's hand, a rare trace of playfulness appearing between her brows:
"Weren't we going to find your wild woman? Let's go. Let Xinyao and me take a good look at what kind of woman could make our Imperial Son travel thousands of miles to find her."
Qin Hao helplessly pinched Su Qingyue's small face. "What wild woman? Just a friend."
Saying that, Qin Hao led the two of them to the mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
The two Heavenly Sword Sect disciples guarding the gate were originally chatting idly. Sensing someone approaching, they subconsciously looked up.
Then, the two of them froze.
The leading man was dressed in black. Even though he was standing not far from them, he gave off the feeling of being separated by a bottomless abyss—unclear and unfathomable.
Of course, what caught their attention the most were the two women following beside Qin Hao. One was charming and lively, the other cold and ethereal. Both were unparalleled beauties rarely seen in this world.
"Keep looking and I'll gouge your eyes out!"
Qin Hao's voice wasn't loud, but it sent an irresistible chill into the hearts of the two men. Their blood seemed to freeze, and their backs were instantly soaked in cold sweat.
The two knew deep down that the young man in front of them was not someone they could provoke. They hurriedly bowed to Qin Hao:
"Senior, please forgive our offense. May we ask what business brings Senior to our Heavenly Sword Sect?"
Qin Hao waved his hand, gesturing for them to dispense with the formalities:
"I want to see Xia Lingxi. She also has a brother named Xia Yang. Both of them joined your Heavenly Sword Sect."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the two men changed instantly. The two disciples looked at each other and exchanged glances.
Qin Hao took in their reactions and frowned slightly:
"What? Is there a problem?"
"This..." One of them looked troubled. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:
"To answer Senior, Junior Sister Xia Lingxi is currently in secluded cultivation in the forbidden area of the back mountain. The Sect Master has ordered that no one is to disturb her. This junior makes bold to ask, what is Senior's relationship with Xia Lingxi..."
Qin Hao snorted coldly. "What relationship I have with her, is it your place to demand a report?"
As his words fell, the two mountain-guarding disciples only felt an invisible pressure rush toward their faces. Their legs gave way, and they were forced to their knees on the spot.
"Gulp."
The two didn't dare to look at Qin Hao, only swallowing hard with difficulty:
"Senior, you are very strong, but this is the Heavenly Sword Sect, the number one sect in the Southern Region. Are you sure you want to cause trouble on the Heavenly Sword Sect's territory?"
"Cause trouble? Could a mere Heavenly Sword Sect even be worthy of me causing trouble? Even if I overturned your sect, your Sect Master would still have to praise me for doing a good job."
Overturn the sect, and the Sect Master would have to praise him for it?
Hearing this, a trace of absurdity flashed through the eyes of the two guarding disciples.
What a joke! Their Heavenly Sword Sect had been established for ten thousand years and was the undisputed number one sect in the Southern Region. What did they rely on? It was their Sect Master!
Their Sect Master, Qin Yuanqing, was the number one expert in the Southern Region, invincible across the entire territory. Who was this guy? How dare he spout such arrogant words?
Before the two could carefully ponder it, they heard Qin Hao shout loudly toward the Heavenly Sword Sect:
"Qin Yuanqing, as a mere branch family member, are you going to make this Imperial Son come to see you?"
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?"
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.”
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."
