Ye Xuan closed his eyes, forcibly dispelling the image of the woman in red from his mind.
Thinking too much is useless.
Since I am here, I might as well make the most of it.
Since you gifted it, I will use it. I will use your resources to form my Golden Core, and use it to oppose you, perhaps even kill you.
This is the greatest irony for me, and the greatest revenge against you.
With this thought in mind, Ye Xuan no longer hesitated.
He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the pile of pills all at once, as if eating jelly beans.
Boom!
The medicinal efficacy exploded within his body.
The five-element spiritual power, which had long been accumulated to its limit, began to roar wildly at this moment like floodwaters breaking a dam.
This step was called Shattering the Foundation.
To form a Golden Core, one must first completely shatter the Dao Foundation of the Foundation Establishment realm, breaking it before rebuilding.
Shatter!
Ye Xuan growled in a low voice.
The perfect five-element Dao Foundation within his body collapsed with a bang under the tyrannical circulation of the Five Elements Chaos Sutra.
Agony!
It was an intense pain as if his soul was being torn apart and his bone marrow extracted!
Ye Xuan's entire body trembled, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, but he did not utter a single sound, desperately holding onto a trace of clarity in his mind.
The shattered Dao Foundation turned into a chaotic cloud of five-colored mist that filled his dantian.
The sharpness of metal, the vitality of wood, the inclusiveness of water, the fury of fire, and the weight of earth.
The five entirely different powers, having lost the restraints of the Dao Foundation, began to frantically attack and devour each other.
This was the most difficult hurdle for a five-element spiritual root.
Ordinary cultivators only had one attribute, and after shattering their foundation, they only needed to condense it.
But Ye Xuan had to maintain a miniature battlefield within his body, allowing these five mutually generating and overcoming powers to reach a perfect point of balance.
The slightest carelessness would result in his body exploding and his death!
Five Elements Reverse, Chaos First Opens!
Ye Xuan's hands formed hand seals, the speed so fast that only afterimages remained.
He carefully guided the five powers according to the secret technique recorded in Xia Lengyue's booklet.
Water generates wood, wood generates fire, fire generates earth, earth generates metal, metal generates water...
This was a cycle.
But what Ye Xuan needed to do was not just cycle them, but fuse them.
Time ticked by bit by bit.
One day.
Two days.
Seven days.
Above the back mountain of the Wang family, the originally clear sky suddenly began to change.
At first, it was just a few dark clouds.
But the dark clouds grew thicker and lower, eventually forming a massive vortex that covered a radius of a hundred miles.
Within the vortex, there was no ordinary lightning, but rather five-colored flashes.
What is... that?
Inside the Wang family's grand hall, the Wang family patriarch, who was in the middle of a meeting, suddenly rushed out of the hall and looked at the back mountain in horror.
Five-colored tribulation clouds?
How is this possible? Even when a Nascent Soul ancestor undergoes tribulation, it is only a three-colored lightning tribulation! These five colors... could it be that a wondrous treasure has appeared?
Right at this moment.
An elderly figure appeared out of thin air in mid-sky.
It was precisely the Wang family's Nascent Soul ancestor, Wang Qianqiu.
At this moment, this ancestor, who was usually high and mighty, had his face filled with shock and greed.
He stared fixedly in the direction of the Earth Lung Fire Chamber, his divine sense frantically probing, only to be blocked by the isolating array formation.
No... it is not a wondrous treasure.
Wang Qianqiu's voice trembled, carrying a hint of disbelief:
Someone is forming a Golden Core!
And... it is the legendary Flawless Golden Core! Perhaps even... a Perfect Golden Core that surpasses the flawless grade!
What?
The surrounding Wang family elders were all dumbfounded.
Forming a Golden Core attracts a five-colored heavenly tribulation? This... this is simply unheard of!
Ancestor, what exactly is the background of that kid inside named Li Xiaoyao?
A brilliant light exploded in Wang Qianqiu's eyes; it was the look of having discovered a peerless treasure.
I do not care what his background is.
Since he is breaking through on my territory, then he is an opportunity for my Wang family!
Pass down the order! Activate the clan protection grand array! No one is allowed to take half a step near the back mountain! Violators will be killed without pardon!
Once his tribulation is over... hehe...
Meanwhile, inside the Earth Lung Fire Chamber.
Ye Xuan was completely unaware of the commotion outside.
He was at the most crucial moment.
The five-colored mist inside his body, after undergoing countless collisions and fusions, finally began to collapse toward the center.
A Golden Core embryo the size of a grain of rice, exuding a chaotic luster, was slowly condensing.
Not enough!
Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.
He slapped his storage bag, and the long-treasured Gengjin Tiger Amulet flew out.
Devour it!
Ye Xuan opened his mouth and swallowed the tiger amulet straight into his belly.
The Innate Gengjin Qi erupted instantly, like a shot of adrenaline injected into this balanced system.
Rumble!!!
Right at this moment.
The lightning tribulation in the sky seemed to sense the birth of the heaven-defying entity below and became thoroughly enraged.
The first bolt of lightning tribulation fell!
It was a golden thunderbolt as thick as a water barrel. Ignoring the thick rock layers and ignoring the Wang family's defensive array, it blasted directly into the Earth Lung Fire Chamber!
Good timing!
Ye Xuan gave a long roar, advancing instead of retreating.
He actually did not use any defensive magical treasures. Instead, he simply stood up, bare-chested, and forcefully resisted this heavenly thunder!
Daluo Limitless, All Things Can Be Devoured!
This thunder is also energy! Refine it for me!
Sizzle!
Lightning flickered across his body, charring his flesh and skin, but not only did this fail to injure him, it instead caused the Golden Core in his body to spin even more crazily!
Immediately after.
Wood thunder, water thunder, fire thunder, earth thunder!
The five-element lightning tribulation bombarded him in turns!
The entire Broken Dragon Mountain was trembling.
The low-level disciples of the Wang family were so frightened that they lay flat on the ground, not even daring to lift their heads.
The final bolt of lightning tribulation.
It was the Chaos Divine Thunder, a unification of all five colors.
It had no sound and no light. It was like a mass of black void, falling silently.
Ye Xuan's expression finally turned solemn.
I'll risk it all!
He pushed his hands upward.
The phantom of the Purple Heaven Palace emerged behind him, forcefully blocking that strike.
Crack!
The Purple Heaven Palace phantom shattered.
But that divine thunder was also weakened by more than half. The remaining power blasted into Ye Xuan's body and drilled directly into that newly formed Golden Core.
At this very moment.
Time seemed to stand still.
Inside Ye Xuan's dantian.
That Golden Core, which was originally somewhat illusory, instantly solidified after absorbing the Chaos Divine Thunder.
It was no longer golden, but rather presented a profound black and white color, surrounded by a five-colored halo.
There was not a single crack on it.
Round, perfect, and completely natural.
A terrifying aura erupted from Ye Xuan's body.
That was not the early Golden Core stage.
That was... Golden Core Invincibility!
Phew...
Ye Xuan slowly let out a breath of stale air.
That breath transformed into a streak of sword qi, leaving a bottomless mark directly on the hard rock wall.
Only after swallowing a Golden Core into the belly does one know that my fate is up to me, not the heavens.
Feeling the vast, ocean-like power within his body, a wild smile curled up at the corners of Ye Xuan's mouth.
It's done?
The Five Elements Primordial Golden Core.
The current me can kill ordinary Nascent Souls as easily as slaughtering dogs!
In a great mood, Ye Xuan hummed a little tune and took a step forward.
Shrinking the ground to an inch!
In the next moment, he directly penetrated the thick rock layers and appeared in the sky above the Wang family's back mountain.
Hahaha! Awesome!
Ye Xuan stretched his back, just about to call Ying'er to leave.
However.
When he saw the scene below clearly, the smile on his face froze instantly.
It was replaced by a chill profound enough to freeze the entire Western Continent.
Below, on the plaza.
Over a thousand cultivators of the Wang family stood in strict formation, forming a massive trapping array.
And in the center of the great array.
Ying'er was bound tightly like a rice dumpling by several thick Spirit-Binding Chains and suspended from a giant copper pillar.
There were traces of blood at the corner of her mouth; she was clearly injured.
"Master..."
Seeing Ye Xuan emerge, Ying'er called out weakly, tears welling up in her eyes:
"Ying'er is useless... I've embarrassed Master..."
Ye Xuan did not speak.
He simply hovered quietly in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over the Wang family crowd below before finally landing on the highest hovering figure, the Wang family's patriarch, Wang Qianqiu.
"The Wang family."
Ye Xuan's voice was very light, yet it rang clearly in everyone's ears:
"I paid the money."
"You accepted the money."
"Is this the Wang family's way of treating guests?"
Wang Qianqiu stroked his beard, looking at Ye Xuan with eyes full of undisguised appreciation and greed.
He could sense the terrifying vitality and potential within Ye Xuan's body.
This was practically a human-shaped heavenly treasure!
"Little Friend Li, you misunderstand."
Wang Qianqiu said with a beaming smile, putting on a kind and benevolent appearance:
"This old man is not trying to harm you."
"On the contrary, this old man has taken a liking to your talents and wishes to gift you a tremendous fortune."
"Oh?" Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face. "What kind of fortune? Hanging me up as well?"
"Hehe, you jest, little friend."
Wang Qianqiu pointed to the group of gorgeously dressed female cultivators of the Wang family behind him:
"In all my hundreds of years, this old man has never seen a Golden Core as perfect as yours, little friend."
"If such a bloodline is not passed down, wouldn't it be a reckless waste of heaven's gifts?"
"This old man has made a decision."
"To recruit you as a live-in son-in-law for my Wang family."
"These are the most outstanding direct-line women of my Wang family, thirty-six in total."
"From today onward, you do not need to cultivate, and you do not need to go out."
"Your only task is to marry them, and then..."
Wang Qianqiu revealed a sinister smile that any man would understand:
"Have plenty of children."
"As long as you can produce an offspring for my Wang family with the same aptitude as yours, this old man guarantees you can do whatever you please across the entire Western Continent!"
"As for this little maidservant..."
Wang Qianqiu glanced at Ying'er and said disdainfully:
"Her aptitude is too poor; she is unworthy of your bloodline. But since you brought her, I will reward her to a few of my worthless grandsons to play with."

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

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?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”