Chu Xingchen ignored the onlookers and transformed into a streak of rainbow light, dashing away.
The overwhelming aura of his Nascent Soul was fully unleashed, instantly halting the steps of those who had intended to blindly block his path.
He was well-versed in his second disciple’s cultivation technique. Under normal circumstances, the spiritual energy remained unchanged—ordinary and unremarkable.
Only when preparing for a serious fight would the blood energy within the body naturally merge with the spiritual energy, giving rise to this blood-infused spiritual power.
Though he didn’t know the exact situation, it was clear his disciple was ready to fight for his life.
At least he hadn’t arrived too late.
Chu Xingchen’s divine sense swept ahead, quickly grasping the scene.
A Nascent Soul cultivator, accompanied by three Golden Core disciples, was encircling his second disciple, Li Xingtian.
The moment he arrived, a flying sword shot into the sky within his divine sense’s range, swiftly multiplying into a thousand blades.
A sea of silver swords swirled through the air, forming a sword formation.
It seemed to solidify space—undoubtedly a premeditated move to block the Thousand-Mile Teleportation Talisman he had given his disciple.
Like a torrential downpour, the swords rained down upon Li Xingtian within his divine sense’s perception.
At the center of the formation, Li Xingtian was shrouded in bloody mist, gripping the spirit treasure Chu Xingchen had gifted him, his spiritual energy fluctuating violently.
His condition was clearly far from optimal.
Each sword descended like a streak of light, crashing toward him.
Without hesitation, Chu Xingchen unleashed his full power. The phantom of his Nascent Soul emerged behind him, its delicate little hands clutching a spirit sword.
With what seemed like a gentle flick of the wrist toward the sword formation,
spiritual energy surged from the blade like a soft ripple, appearing to move sluggishly—yet in the blink of an eye, it collided with the formation.
The formation, as impenetrable as the heavens, crumbled the moment the ripple touched it.
The razor-sharp swords within the formation were instantly pulverized before the wave’s might.
The one controlling the formation was a Nascent Soul elder of the Heavenly Rosy Sect.
This ambush had been meticulously planned, and in the elder’s eyes, Li Xingtian was already at his wit’s end.
Even the demonic blood energy had been unleashed without restraint.
With no more tricks left, it would only take moments to capture Li Xingtian without incident.
Admittedly, this mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator’s combat prowess was astonishing. With his unique divine abilities and terrifying blood-energy technique, even an ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivator might fall to him in a counterattack.
The sect leader’s concerns had indeed been justified.
At this point, there was no room for mercy. Such a prodigy could not be allowed to escape—lest he become a dire threat to the Heavenly Rosy Sect in the future.
Whatever lay within the secret realm no longer mattered. Even if they had to abandon everything there,
this man could not be let go!
Just as the elder saw the perfect moment to strike, his divine sense screamed with warning.
Instinctively, he halted his attack, summoning his swords to encase himself and his three Golden Core disciples.
Then, an overwhelmingly sharp sword intent, carrying terrifying spiritual energy, swept toward them—razor-edged yet as relentless as tidal waves.
The elder acted decisively, summoning his lifebound treasure—the Compass of Fate.
The outermost swords were obliterated in an instant. The Compass of Fate erupted with radiant spiritual light.
The sword intent passed through in what felt like a mere moment,
yet the elder felt as though he had been drained of all strength...
BOOM!
Not a single sword remained in the shattered formation. The elder, who had been controlling it with his divine sense, felt a sharp pain lance through his mind.
At the center of the formation, Li Xingtian stared at the devastation before him, then at the familiar figure now standing protectively in front of him.
The bloody spiritual energy around him dissipated instantly.
Chu Xingchen glanced sideways at his second disciple.
Several deep wounds marred his body, his robes soaked in blood.
Li Xingtian’s cultivation technique should have allowed rapid self-recovery, but something in these wounds was actively hindering it.
On his way here, Chu Xingchen had thought of many things—scolding his disciple for recklessness despite his warnings, teasing him for being so helpless...
But now, seeing Li Xingtian drenched in blood,
he simply spoke softly:
"Don’t be afraid. I’m here."
Li Xingtian felt his eyes sting, words lodged in his throat.
The elder, suppressing his pain, looked over and saw a handsome man now shielding the demonic cultivator. He hurriedly called out:
"Fellow Daoist! I am an elder of the Heavenly Rosy Sect! This man’s blood energy is overwhelming—he is undoubtedly a demonic cultivator—"
Chu Xingchen paid no heed to his words. Instead, he turned to Li Xingtian, retrieving a healing pill refined from his alchemy furnace.
Ignoring Li Xingtian’s bewildered and slightly fearful gaze, he shoved it into his mouth.
The pill dissolved—strangely, without its usual unbearable bitterness.
Had his master bought this one?
As the pill took effect, Li Xingtian’s voice came out hoarse and choked with emotion:
"Master..."
Chu Xingchen smiled faintly and nodded.
"Mm. I’m here. Leave the rest to me."
Hearing the word "master," the elder immediately fell silent. His Compass of Fate flared with light, erecting a formidable barrier.
Simultaneously, his Nascent Soul phantom emerged—a crescent sun rising above the compass.
But in the next instant, Chu Xingchen’s Nascent Soul phantom reappeared. Its tiny fists slammed into the barrier, shattering it in two blows.
Without pause, the phantom’s right hand seized the compass’s magnetic spoon, hurling it toward a distant mountain peak with terrifying force.
The compass shot through the air like a meteor.
First, the entire mountain peak exploded into rubble. Then, a shockwave of spiritual energy reverberated back.
Finally, the deafening roar of destruction reached them.
The elder coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His lifebound treasure had been grievously damaged.
His eyes widened in horror as he stared at Chu Xingchen.
This was... the legendary Karmic Nascent Soul?!
They had truly kicked an iron plate this time—no, they had provoked someone they should never have crossed!
"Fellow Daoist! Your disciple was the one who attacked our sect’s disciples first! This is a matter of the Heavenly Rosy Sect—"
Chu Xingchen’s gaze turned icy.
"He is my disciple. Right and wrong are not my concern right now."
"First, I’ll take your head. Then, I’ll ask him what truly happened."
"Wai—"
Before the elder could utter another syllable,
Chu Xingchen flashed before him. His empty right hand raised high—but a dark crimson light shot toward him from behind.
The elder’s divine sense recognized it—the demonic youth’s spirit treasure, the Ghost Head Blade.
How could he wield it too?! Wasn’t this man a master of the sword?!
Then, an overwhelming killing intent locked onto him, rendering escape impossible.
With a furious roar, the crescent sun behind him hurtled toward Chu Xingchen.
If it had come to this, he had no choice but to fight for his life.
But a streak of rainbow light flashed—
and the crescent sun dissipated like mist.
Chu Xingchen stood holding the Ghost Head Blade, watching as the elder’s head and body plummeted from the sky.
The three Golden Core disciples stared in abject terror.
Chu Xingchen’s gaze swept over them indifferently.
Since they had come to kill, they would not be leaving either.
Another streak of rainbow light—
Li Xingtian slumped to the ground, sweating profusely as he stared blankly at the earth beneath him.
Soft groans escaped his lips uncontrollably.
"How is it? The pill I refined in the alchemy furnace works well, doesn’t it?"
Li Xingtian managed a weak, pained smile.
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?"
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
