The top floor of the Immortal Tower.
The river breeze brought warmth under the afterglow of the setting sun.
Ye Wanzhou leaned against the window, gazing into the distance at a few small boats drifting nearby. The ripples they created seemed to wash away the unease in her heart.
When immortals gazed down from this vantage point, was she as inconspicuous as those little boats below?
It has been so many years. When you left with the leader back then, I even called you stupid. But in the end, it turns out that fools have fools' luck.
The mature woman had an unceasing smile on her face, completely unbothered by Zhang Miaoyu's drastically different status now.
Zhang Miaoyu gave a soft snort. Now, all you can do is envy me, Su Zhuo.
Of course I am envious. I do not even know which direction the gates of the Eighteen Immortal Sects face, and you are already an envoy of the Heavenly Sect. Su Zhuo smiled and gathered her sleeves. By the way, with you acting as a hands-off boss like this and dumping the work on others, will the leader not scold you for incompetence if they find out?
Zhang Miaoyu shook her head. This was not my job to begin with. The leader said there were rumors outside that I was beaten to death for having a big mouth. It just so happened that this matter came up, so they let me drop by to show my face.
Hahaha, that does sound like the leader's style, straightforward, direct, and fiercely protective of their own. Su Zhuo nodded with a smile, then asked with a gossipy expression, Have you met Daoist Yuyang?
I am not bragging, but what is Daoist Yuyang? I have seen Bai Xuanling with my own eyes! She even spoke to me.
Bullshit. If that is not bragging, what is? If you had met Bai Xuanling, would you still be alive to talk to me now?
I am not talking nonsense. Bai Xuanling speaks very gently, likes to joke around, and does not put on airs at all.
If you had not said that, I might have believed half of it. But now, I do not believe a single word, Su Zhuo said with a look of disdain. Do you think I do not know what Bai Xuanling is like?
Zhang Miaoyu stood up, her tone rather emotional:
Then you really do not know. Following the leader, I have met many people I had only heard of in legends.
Su Zhuo lazily curled up in her chair, looking at Zhang Miaoyu with a curious expression.
I have a question that I have been curious about for a long time. If you cannot answer it, you do not have to. The leader always claimed not to be a disciple of the Eighteen Immortal Sects. Looking back now, the leader was not telling the truth. Which immortal sect does the leader actually belong to?
Hearing this, Zhang Miaoyu did not answer immediately but thought for a moment.
In truth, the leader's identity was naturally well-known within the Eighteen Immortal Sects. However, for rogue cultivators in other continents, the gap in status was simply too vast. They truly had no way to come into contact with or inquire about such matters.
Strictly speaking, this question was not considered sensitive.
After all, her sect master's prestige seemed to have spread far beyond the Central Continent.
Zhang Miaoyu thought for a moment and said concisely, The leader's master is Chu Xingchen.
Su Zhuo was stunned upon hearing this. She fell silent for a moment before speaking cautiously in a low voice:
Is it the Chu Xingchen I am thinking of?
Zhang Miaoyu nodded in confirmation. It should be the one you are thinking of.
Su Zhuo pursed her lips and whispered, It must not be easy working under him, right?
Why? Zhang Miaoyu was puzzled.
They all say Bai Xuanling is Chu Xingchen's Dao Protector, Su Zhuo whispered. Moreover, rumors outside say that Chu Xingchen acts overbearingly. He is practically the next Bai Xuanling.
Seeing Zhang Miaoyu's even more confused expression, Su Zhuo continued:
Have you not heard of Chu Xingchen's nickname?
Zhang Miaoyu really had not heard of it. She quickly shook her head and asked curiously:
What nickname?
Su Zhuo glanced around before slowly whispering:
Fierce Bloodthirsty True Lord!
Zhang Miaoyu immediately burst out laughing. How did their sect master, who always wore a gentle smile, loved to put his arm around his disciples' shoulders, enjoyed joking around, and was very easy to talk to, end up with such a nickname?
Stifling her laughter, she said, What kind of nickname is that? Why does it sound like an evil cultivator?
Su Zhuo nodded. Well, slightly better than an evil cultivator.
Zhang Miaoyu repeatedly shook her head and said:
The rumors outside are too outrageous. The sect master is nothing like that; in fact, he is very easy to talk to.
If there is a chance in the future, I must take you to meet them.
These living legends possess extraordinary charm in addition to their cultivation bases.
Seeing Zhang Miaoyu's relaxed expression, Su Zhuo felt relieved. Zhang Miaoyu was great in every way, except that she was a bit too trusting.
Zhang Miaoyu had followed the leader for a long time. Since she could still show the same smile as in the past, she must be doing quite well.
Su Zhuo nodded gently and smiled. Alright, if there is a chance.
Looking at the sincere, blessing smile on Su Zhuo's face, Zhang Miaoyu thought for a moment and whispered:
Have you joined any other sect now?
Su Zhuo smiled and shook her head. You know my temper. I cannot stand being bound by rules. I have always liked going wherever I want and doing whatever I please.
Being a lone wolf is the most carefree way to live. I do not like taking advantage of others, nor do I want to do things I dislike. I am just not suited for joining a sect.
I am relieved to see you doing so well now, but you do not need to go out of your way for me.
Su Zhuo looked at Zhang Miaoyu and said, I also believe that you will make a resounding name for yourself in the future. Then it will be convenient for me to drop your name and say that I am under your protection.
Of course. Zhang Miaoyu smiled and nodded. In the future, my title will definitely sound pleasant and righteous.
Su Zhuo laughed. Do not worry about that, I have already thought of a title for you.
What title?
Zhang Miaoyu, The One Who Gives Daoist Yuyang a One-Handed Handicap!
Get out of here!
The evening glow reflected on the surface as the setting sun sank into the water.
Their meeting was just a chance encounter, and both had their own matters to attend to.
Zhang Miaoyu shared some spirit stones and pills with Su Zhuo, explaining that this was money the Eighteen Immortal Sects had foolishly spent.
Hearing this, Su Zhuo did not decline.
Zhang Miaoyu watched Su Zhuo's departing figure, then turned her gaze to Ye Wanzhou, who was standing by the window. Her tone was calm as she said:
Well? Have you thought it through?
Ye Wanzhou imitated the hand gesture of the cultivators from earlier and replied:
Thank you, Immortal, for your willingness to guide me.
Western Niuhe Continent.
Huazhen Hall.
Many thanks to Daoist Chu. We were able to escape danger this time entirely thanks to you.
Bright Buddha pressed his palms together and thanked Chu Xingchen with a sincere expression.
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen quickly pointed to Daoist Yuyang, who was right beside him:
It was not entirely thanks to me. This matter mostly relied on this handsome, kind-hearted, and exceptionally talented Daoist Yuyang.
Hearing this, Bright Buddha readily followed the suggestion. Without putting on any airs of a Tribulation Transcendence stage Buddha, he gave another bow to Daoist Yuyang:
Many thanks, Daoist Yuyang. I will etch this kindness in my heart.
Daoist Yuyang hurriedly raised his hand, using his spiritual power to help Bright Buddha up. No matter what was said, this was a genuine Tribulation Transcendence almighty expert.
Although thanks were not worth much money, this attitude was indeed very good.
The slight displeasure in his heart from before was somewhat smoothed over.
Chu Xingchen raised an eyebrow at Bright Buddha and cut straight to the point:
Runan's attitude is ambiguous. He said he would hand you over in a few days.
Handing you over is naturally not his true intention, and naturally, we cannot hand you over either. How do you think Runan should appease the Earthly Buddha?
Bright Buddha looked at Chu Xingchen with a smile, his tone firm:
This poor monk believes it would naturally be more appropriate to use Daoist Chu as the pretext.
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen immediately laughed, then locked eyes with Daoist Yuyang.
Bright Buddha watched the exchange of glances between the two of them and suddenly felt...
Whatever they were thinking was definitely nothing good.
Especially with Chu Xingchen around.
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?!
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!
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?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
