“Putting on airs despite knowing nothing. Do you really think you’re some kind of artifact-refining genius?”
Mo Xingtian scoffed at Mo Tianxiao’s words.
“Everyone knows how skilled Elder Lan is at artifact refinement. She is a dignified Venerable-grade artifact refiner. What qualifications does an ignorant human like you have to question her?”
Mo Xingtian deliberately spoke loudly enough for the Feather Spirit Clan’s elders and even Patriarch Lin Ruo to hear him clearly.
Lin Ruo turned her gaze toward Liya and calmly asked, “What are you discussing? Who was questioning Elder Lan’s artifact-refining skills?”
“It was this human! He questioned Elder Lan’s skills and claimed that, with this method of refinement, it would be absolutely impossible to successfully forge an earth-grade supreme treasure.”
Mo Xingtian immediately spoke up, pushing Mo Tianxiao into the center of attention. The surrounding elders and Lin Ruo all turned their gazes toward him.
Some were angry, some curious, and others calm.
“Although Elder Lan learned her artifact-refining techniques from the human world, her skill is certainly superior to that of most humans. Little Friend Mo, why do you think Elder Lan will fail?”
A faint smile curled at the corners of Lin Ruo’s lips as she fixed her gaze on Mo Tianxiao.
“Mother, Brother Mo didn’t mean it that way!”
Liya hurriedly tried to smooth things over for Mo Tianxiao. Regardless of whether he was right, this was no time to speak of failure.
“Liya, let him speak for himself.”
Lin Ruo cut her off, her gaze never leaving Mo Tianxiao.
Seeing this, Liya could only glare fiercely at Mo Xingtian. This was all his fault.
Under the gaze of Lin Ruo, a late-stage powerhouse of the Upper Sovereign realm, Mo Tianxiao felt slightly uncomfortable. Although she wore a smile, it did not seem particularly friendly.
“Senior, you misunderstand. I never meant to suggest that Elder Lan would fail. I only believe that, if she wishes to refine a better earth-grade supreme treasure, thoroughly removing the impurities from the materials would greatly improve her chances of success.
“After all, the more intricate the artifact, the higher the requirements for its refinement. Purifying the materials and removing their impurities is the first step in artifact refinement, and it is also an extremely important one.
“There is no doubt that Elder Lan’s artifact-refining skills have reached the Venerable level. However…”
“However what?” Lin Ruo asked.
“Please forgive me for speaking frankly, Senior. If Senior Lan wishes to refine a superior earth-grade supreme treasure, her technique for processing the materials may still be somewhat lacking.”
“Oh? Is that so?”
Lin Ruo immediately became interested. She naturally knew Lan Qin’s level of skill. As long as she had sufficient materials, Lan Qin’s success rate when refining ordinary earth-grade supreme treasures was over eighty percent.
However, when it came to refining superior earth-grade supreme treasures, this was far from her first attempt. The results, plainly visible, had been failures every time.
The sole benefit was that Lan Qin’s skills improved noticeably after each failed attempt.
“Senior, you mustn’t listen to him. He’s merely a human at the early Dao Master realm. Even if he knows a little about artifact refinement, how advanced could his skills possibly be?”
Mo Xingtian was desperate to belittle Mo Tianxiao.
It wasn’t just Mo Tianxiao. Even the Feather Spirit Clan elders around them refused to believe what he had said. One could tell everything from their cultivation levels alone. How could a cultivator who had only just entered the Dao Master Realm possibly be more skilled than Elder Lan Qin, a Sovereign Realm powerhouse and Venerable-grade artifact refiner?
As everyone knew, certain professions had cultivation requirements. Take artifact refiners, for example. Without Sovereign Realm cultivation, it was virtually impossible to become a Venerable-grade artifact refiner.
After all, without sufficient strength, most people would be stumped at the very first step: refining and purifying the materials.
“Mother, Brother Mo was only joking. He absolutely didn’t mean to offend Elder Lan. He just happens to be passionate about artifact refining!”
Liya still tried to defend Mo Tianxiao.
Quite apart from the consequences of questioning a Venerable-grade artifact refiner, Elder Lan was also a mighty Sovereign Realm expert.
For a dignified Sovereign Realm powerhouse to be questioned by an early Dao Master Realm cultivator was an insult no matter how one looked at it. Offending a Sovereign Realm cultivator was extremely dangerous.
If not for the fact that Mo Tianxiao was Liya’s friend, the elders present would probably have shackled him on the spot and locked him up to await punishment.
Had he belonged to another race, they might even have killed him right there.
Lin Ruo looked at Mo Tianxiao’s seemingly unruffled expression, a trace of curiosity rising in her heart.
“Since Little Friend Mo is so confident, let us make a wager. If Lan Qin fails, you win. If you can help Lan Qin complete the refinement, then from this day forward, you will be an honored guest of the Feather Spirit Clan, with a status equal to that of an elder.”
“If Lan Qin succeeds, then you lose. As for the consequences, they will be determined according to the Feather Spirit Clan’s laws. For the crime of offending an elder, you will be imprisoned in the Holy City Prison for ten thousand years, during which time you will have no freedom of movement. What do you say?”
“Mother! Brother Mo is my friend, he—”
“Liya, since Senior is willing to make a wager with this junior, it is my honor. I boldly accept.”
Mo Tianxiao cut Liya off and accepted the wager.
The benefits of being treated on equal terms with a Feather Spirit Clan elder were enticing. Even if he lost the wager, he would only be imprisoned for ten thousand years. As long as he didn’t die, he would still be going strong once those ten thousand years had passed.
As the saying went, wealth and honor were found amid danger. If he won, he would receive treatment on par with a Feather Spirit Clan elder. At least within the Feather Spirit Star Domain, he would practically be able to walk with impunity.
By then, all the foreign races throughout the Feather Spirit Star Domain would be ripe for the picking...
“You have courage. Then let us wait and see. I would also like to find out just how good my daughter’s judgment really is.”
Lin Ruo wore a satisfied smile. Mo Tianxiao’s willingness to wager with her was enough to show that, at least in terms of courage, he was no ordinary person.
A human cultivator had dared to make a wager with the patriarch of a superpower clan on territory that did not belong to humanity. Aside from Mo Tianxiao, there probably wasn’t a second person who would dare do such a thing.
“Kid, let’s see how you die later!”
Mo Xingtian transmitted his voice to Mo Tianxiao in secret, a sinister, malicious smile in his eyes.
As long as this damned human was locked away, Mo Xingtian would likely have joined forces with the Shamo Clan to conquer the Feather Spirit Clan and become a Sovereign Realm powerhouse within ten thousand years.
By then, wouldn’t crushing this fellow be as easy as raising a hand?
At that thought, Mo Xingtian’s lips curled into a sinister, cackling grin.
At the same time, Liya and Xuan Bingji sent secret voice transmissions to Mo Tianxiao, both worried for him.
“Brother Mo, if you lose, make sure you sincerely apologize to Elder Lan and Mother. I’ll find a way to protect you!”
“You bastard, have you lost your mind? How dare you make a bet with a Sovereign Realm expert? If you lose, come back with me and obediently become my servant. Understand?”
Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao was deeply moved. Good friends—such good friends! Even Mo Xingtian cared so much about whether he lived or died. This wager had been worth it!
Boom!!
A thunderous explosion jolted everyone back to their senses. High in the distance, Lan Qin was blasted flying. The space before her had been blown into a hollow void, while cracks spread outward like a spiderweb.
Lin Ruo frowned slightly and gave a gentle wave of her hand. The spatial rifts immediately returned to normal.
“She really failed?”
“How is that possible? How could this human brat have known in advance? Could he truly understand artifact refining?”
“Impossible! That brat must have tampered with something to make Elder Lan fail!” Mo Xingtian flew into a rage out of humiliation and began spouting nonsense, earning a round of eye-rolls from those around him.
Mo Tianxiao was speechless as well. With so many great experts watching, how could a mere Dao Master Realm cultivator like him possibly dare to pull any tricks?
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?"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
