The Demon Race!
No one could have anticipated that the Demon Race, which Chen Tian had personally annihilated a million years ago, would make a resurgence.
And they came with overwhelming force!
Back in the Primordial Immortal Realm, Chen Tian's eradication of the Demon Race had caused an uproar.
With his own strength, Chen Tian restored peace to the Primordial Immortal Realm, ensuring that it would never again suffer the scourge of the Demon Race.
Everyone believed that the Primordial Immortal Realm had truly entered an era of peace, with humans and demons coexisting without interference, each living within their own domains.
Yet, against all expectations, after just a million years, the Demon Race had somehow revived.
And their first move? To target one of the Nine Great Immortal Clans—the Ye Family!
This was clearly an attempt to establish dominance, to announce to the humans and demons of the Primordial Immortal Realm that the Demon Race… had returned!
"How could someone as monstrous as Chen Tian fail to eradicate them completely?"
"Could it have been intentional?" The Ye Family Head frowned in contemplation.
"That remains unknown."
"But even someone as formidable as Chen Tian might not have been able to wipe out every last demon."
"What if a portion of the Demon Race wasn't even in the Demon Realm at the time?"
"Chen Tian did slaughter the true elites and powerhouses of the Demon Realm."
"Perhaps he believed that even if a few stragglers remained, they wouldn't pose any real threat," the Ye Family Ancestor said helplessly.
The Demon Race was incredibly powerful. Back then, even with humans and demons joining forces, they had only barely managed to hold their own against them.
What made matters worse was the Demon Race's mastery of disguise—they were nearly impossible to detect. Whether posing as demons or humans, they could blend in seamlessly.
This was precisely how the Ye Family had been infiltrated.
But the Ye Family Ancestor couldn't fathom how, in just a million years, the Demon Race had regained such strength.
Unless… among the survivors back then, there had already been many of the Demon Race's top-tier experts?
If so, where had they been hiding all this time?
"Prepare yourselves."
"They… are almost here!"
"Yes, Ancestor."
While the Ye Family braced for the arrival of the Demon Race, Chen Chang'an and his group were also hastening their journey toward the Ye Family.
"Brother Chen, how… how are you so fast?"
Ye Beixuan was utterly astonished by Chen Chang'an's speed. At this rate, a journey that should have taken over a year would be completed in just about a month.
"Too fast for you?"
"Should I slow down?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smirk.
"No, no, Brother Chen, that’s not what I meant. It’s just… I’m genuinely shocked by your speed."
"And every time you move, it feels… unnatural. What kind of technique is this?"
Chen Chang'an was employing spatial teleportation, which naturally allowed for absurdly fast travel, covering vast distances with each jump. This left Ye Beixuan thoroughly stunned.
"Just a minor trick."
"Nothing worth mentioning."
Nothing worth mentioning?
Ye Beixuan shot Chen Chang'an a deep look. Did he really have to be so smug?
Did he feel physically uncomfortable if he didn’t show off at least once a day?
"Brother Chen, could you—"
Before Ye Beixuan could finish, Chen Chang'an raised a hand to silence him.
Seeing this, Ye Beixuan froze, then his expression abruptly darkened.
"It seems someone doesn’t want us reaching the Ye Family."
"Or rather… someone has come for you," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
Ye Beixuan’s face paled. Did this mean the Ye Family had already met with disaster?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"Never thought you’d come running back to die on your own."
"Saved us the trouble."
The speaker’s identity left Ye Beixuan reeling in shock.
This… this was a member of the Ye Family!
And not just any member—a powerhouse at the Immortal Venerable level!
Did this mean the Ye Family’s crisis stemmed from within?
Had the Ye Family fallen into internal strife?
"Ye Hongtu, you dare betray the Ye Family?"
"You have some nerve!" Ye Beixuan roared in fury.
"Betray the Ye Family?"
"No, no, I was never one of you to begin with."
"Kid, did that old fossil of yours never tell you the truth?" Ye Hongtu sneered.
Not a member of the Ye Family?
How was that possible?
Ye Beixuan refused to believe he could misidentify someone, let alone that an outsider could have infiltrated the Ye Family undetected for so many years.
If even the Family Head hadn’t noticed, how could the Ancestor have missed it?
Especially since this was an Immortal Venerable—no small fry who could slip under the radar.
"Five Immortal Venerables."
"Seems they’re dead set on killing you."
"To deal with a newly ascended Immortal Emperor like you, they sent five Immortal Venerables."
"Are all of them from the Ye Family?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Only two. The other three… I don’t recognize them," Ye Beixuan replied grimly.
"And who are you?"
"Never mind, it doesn’t matter."
"It’s not like knowing your name would make us spare you."
"Bad luck for you, tagging along with Ye Beixuan. We’ll just send you both to the afterlife together," Ye Hongtu said with a cold laugh.
Send them both to the afterlife?
What arrogance.
"Big bro!"
"Go get ‘em!"
"Stepdad, show ‘em who’s boss!"
Da Huang and Little Qiuqiong immediately took a step back, instinctively leaving the fight to Chen Chang'an.
No helping it—at their current strength, all they could do was cheer from the sidelines.
Watching their retreat, Ye Beixuan paused, then also took a step back.
"Brother Chen, after you!"
Huh?
Damn!
You picked that up fast, didn’t you?
Already joining these two in their nonsense?
"Good!"
"You’ve got potential. I see great things in you."
"All three of you… have potential."
Chen Chang'an shot them an exasperated look before turning his gaze to Ye Hongtu and the other four.
"Honestly, I’m curious about your identities."
"But I’m guessing you won’t tell me, right?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
"Kid, I wouldn’t mind telling you."
"But… I just won’t."
"I’d love to see the look on your face when you die in confusion."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"Attack!"
With a cold laugh, Ye Hongtu signaled, and one of the Immortal Venerables charged at Chen Chang'an.
The other three lunged for Ye Beixuan.
"Freeze."
Chen Chang'an raised a finger, and Ye Hongtu and his companions suddenly halted mid-air, frozen in place.
This godlike technique left Ye Beixuan dumbfounded and sent shockwaves through Ye Hongtu’s group.
"Time Stop!"
"You… how do you possess such an ability?"
"Have you… comprehended the power of laws?"
Oh?
Someone actually recognized this as the power of laws?
Impressive.
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."
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?"
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
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.”
