"Long Wuqi?"
When Chen Chang'an mentioned this name, Mu Ye's expression shifted once again.
The words "Fengxian Holy Land" especially filled Mu Ye's heart with shock and confusion.
Who exactly was this person? How did he know so much?
What else did he know?
"I have nothing to tell you."
"Don't waste your breath," Mu Ye said coldly.
"Really, nothing at all?"
"Will you tell me yourself, or should I search your soul?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
Search his soul?
"Hahahaha!"
"Chen Chang'an, you may be strong, but don’t forget—I am at the peak of the Great Emperor realm."
"You dare to use soul search on me? Do you have a death wish?"
"Besides, I might as well tell you—even if you try, it’ll be useless."
"You won’t get anything," Mu Ye sneered.
Nothing at all?
What did that mean?
Chen Chang'an frowned slightly. Could it be that Mu Ye’s soul had been sealed with a restriction? Even a soul search wouldn’t reveal the information Chen Chang'an sought?
What kind of matter required such extreme secrecy?
"What exactly has the Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land done to all of you?"
"Didn’t he already ascend to the Upper Realm?"
"Why is he still stirring up trouble in the Tai Xuan World?"
Chen Chang'an didn’t need to think hard to know—the one who could place a restriction on Mu Ye’s soul had to be the former Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land.
It was even likely that many subsequent events, including the current state of the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance and the Dragon Emperor Palace, bore his influence.
Why would someone who had already ascended to the Upper Realm meddle so much in the Tai Xuan World?
"Hahahaha!"
"The victor becomes king, the loser a bandit. I lost, Chen Chang'an, but you haven’t won either."
"Dream on if you think you’ll get any information from me!"
"The only regret is that I failed to complete the task the Holy Lord entrusted to me."
"Chen Chang'an, your arrogance won’t last long. Though I won’t live to see it, the Holy Lord will surely punish you."
Holy Lord’s punishment?
Was the Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land still in the Tai Xuan World?
Or did he have the ability to return at will?
"Damn it!"
"He’s going to self-destruct!"
"Run!"
Mu Ye’s choice to self-destruct took Chen Chang'an by surprise. A peak Great Emperor, and he didn’t even put up a fight? He chose such a brutal method?
Chen Chang'an grabbed Da Huang and instantly teleported hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
"Damn lunatic!"
"I thought he was at least somewhat sane, but he’s even crazier than Long Wuqi!"
"What kind of people has Fengxian Holy Land been raising?"
"Why are they all so deranged?"
The self-destruction of a peak Great Emperor was unimaginably devastating.
At the very least, the entire Yunxiang Province had been reduced to nothingness.
Even from this distance, Chen Chang'an could still feel the shockwaves of Mu Ye’s explosion.
"Tsk tsk tsk, was this really necessary?"
"How did he know for sure he wasn’t your match?"
"At least he could’ve fought back. Self-destructing right away… Was his brain malfunctioning?"
Da Huang also couldn’t understand Mu Ye’s actions. It was downright idiotic—a peak Great Emperor choosing to self-destruct?
He was dragging countless others to their deaths!
How many innocent lives had been lost because of this?
"Whatever, let’s just head back to Beast God Continent."
"What a waste of time."
Chen Chang'an’s main goal had always been the fetal pearl. As for everything else, it was mostly his restless curiosity at play.
Whether it was the Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land, Long Wuqi and his Dragon Emperor Palace, or whatever schemes they were plotting—Chen Chang'an didn’t really care.
The only thing that mattered was that they didn’t provoke him.
Chen Chang'an wasn’t Li Jingyun or Li Qiye. He didn’t have grand ideals or ambitions.
He only cared about the people and things that mattered to him. It might seem selfish, but that was just how he was.
The lives of others? What did they have to do with him?
"Big Brother, you’re back!"
"Little Qiqi? What are you doing here?"
Chen Chang'an was surprised to see Little Qiqi waiting at the courtyard he had purchased.
She was as adorable as ever, though this time, she seemed a bit more reserved around Da Huang—no longer daring to casually pet him.
"I’ve been waiting here for you ever since you left."
"Grandpa told me to."
"Um… What happened to Mu Ye?" Little Qiqi asked.
"He’s dead. Blew himself up—went out in quite the spectacle," Chen Chang'an replied with a grin.
"Oh… I see. I’ll go tell Grandpa."
"Big Brother, are you leaving soon?" she asked.
"Yeah, now that things are settled, it’s time to move on," Chen Chang'an nodded.
"Grandpa told me to give this to the Beast God."
The Beast God?
Da Huang?
With that, Little Qiqi took out a palm-sized, crystal-clear object.
Seeing it, both Chen Chang'an and Da Huang were stunned.
Was this the treasure the old dean had mentioned—the one that could help Da Huang break through to the tenth rank?
At first glance, it didn’t seem particularly special, except for a strange energy fluctuation.
It was a type of energy neither Chen Chang'an nor Da Huang had encountered before.
"That old man was holding out on us?" Da Huang grumbled unhappily.
"No, he wasn’t!"
"Don’t talk about Grandpa like that!"
Hearing Da Huang’s words, Little Qiqi’s face darkened, and she puffed her cheeks in protest. But after speaking, she quickly retreated a few steps, still wary.
"Don’t be scared, Little Qiqi. Da Huang’s a good boy—he doesn’t bite," Chen Chang'an said with a laugh.
"No… He’s a qilin. That’s terrifying."
Little Qiqi shook her head. It wasn’t about biting—just standing there was enough to frighten her.
This was the suppression of bloodline, the trembling of the soul.
Even though Da Huang wasn’t in his true form or releasing his aura, now that Little Qiqi knew his identity, instinctive fear took over.
"Look how much you’ve scared the kid."
"Can’t you at least smile?" Chen Chang'an shot Da Huang an annoyed look.
Smile?
Easy for you to say. What kind of dog walks around grinning all day?
Da Huang rolled his eyes at Chen Chang'an before baring his teeth in an awkward attempt at a smile.
But instead of easing the tension, it made Little Qiqi hide behind Chen Chang'an in fright.
"Damn it, smiling doesn’t work, not smiling doesn’t work—what do you want me to do?"
"Should I just leave?"
Da Huang was thoroughly exasperated. If not for the fact that Little Qiqi was holding something he wanted, he would’ve turned and walked away.
"Big Brother, this thing appeared from the lake after you left."
"Grandpa wasn’t sure at first whether to give it to me."
"But in the end, he decided to hand it over to you."
"After all, if it weren’t for you, the demon beasts of Beast God Mountain Range might have gone extinct."
"And for so many years, this item never surfaced. But the moment you arrived, it appeared—that means it’s connected to you."
After saying this, Little Qiqi handed the crystal to Chen Chang'an.
Chen Chang'an looked at Little Qiqi and asked with a smile, "Don’t you want to break through to the tenth rank, become a Beast God, and protect the Beast Divine Land?"
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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?"
