Gongshu Feiliang’s vision blurred for a moment. He shook his head, putting an end to his reminiscing, and the infant before him became the grown woman known as [Bridge Maiden].
[Bridge Maiden] wore a deeply puzzled expression and pointed at herself. “Dad, are you sure you’ve got this right? I’m Gongshu Key, the acting president of the [Skin-Shedding Clinic], a devoted follower of the Rainbow Moon. You’re saying my faith is in the Evermoon?”
“What? Do you think your father would joke around at a life-or-death moment like this?”
“Not really, but how could I possibly not know what I myself believe in?”
“You only think you don’t know. Enough nonsense. Trust me. Next, I’ll teach you the finer points of the [Heaven-Piercing Bridge].”
By the time the father and daughter had finished their lesson and returned to the group, all the other preparations were complete as well.
Gongshu Feiliang took charge of the bridge construction.
“I’ll raise the first bridge. Everyone, get on quickly. Then [Bridge Maiden] will raise another one from the end of my bridge. Keep in mind that this structure will be extremely unstable. At the point where the two bridges connect, people will need to apply force to maintain stability and balance as much as possible.”
President Shepherd immediately assigned personnel. “We have eight people with enhanced strength. I’ve gathered ten in total to handle that part, just in case.”
“Good. Next, only a few people need to climb to the top of the second bridge. To save time, they may end up falling from there. A fall of more than three thousand meters would be fatal without protection, so we’ll need people below to catch them.”
Du Jun chimed in. “The observation team, the weight-reduction team, and the medical team are ready. We’ll also create an extremely soft material around the base of the bridge to give anyone who falls the best possible chance of survival.”
“Good. Everything’s ready. Begin.”
Gongshu Feiliang moved directly beneath the crack in the sky.
He brought his palms together and unleashed his power.
“[Bridge Rise: Heaven-Piercing]!”
A massive bridge suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the ground shrouded in darkness. It was like a towering tree growing at incredible speed, racing upward toward the sky.
Gongshu Feiliang and the others stood at one end of the bridge, carried higher and higher into the air.
When the enormous stone bridge finally stopped rising, more than twenty mystics had reached an altitude of roughly two thousand meters.
None of them had ever climbed so high before. They felt as though they were crammed onto a tiny ledge beside a cliff, with an abyss stretching out just a short distance away.
“I never knew I was afraid of heights.”
Knot trembled slightly as he used his ability to link everyone together with ropes. That way, if anyone lost their footing, the others could pull them back.
Gongshu Feiliang was also experiencing this for the first time. He was terrified, and his calves were trembling, but as the person who had proposed the plan and the acting commander, he couldn’t afford to lose his nerve.
After steadying himself, he deliberately put on a calm expression. “This is only the first bridge. Next, [Bridge Maiden], it’s time to test your knowledge of structural engineering. Use this place as your foundation and raise the second bridge.”
[Bridge Maiden] suddenly felt a mountain of pressure bearing down on her.
Making plans on the ground and actually standing on this two-thousand-meter-high “cliff” were two completely different experiences.
She was now the president of a society. No one was encouraging her, and no one was urging her to hurry.
After carefully examining the conditions beneath her feet, she finally chose a point slightly to the right of center.
“Those coming up with me, gather around.”
The ten-person team immediately clustered around her.
[Bridge Maiden] performed the same gesture Gongshu Feiliang had used moments earlier, clapping her hands together.
A new vertical bridge rose into the air.
Gongshu Feiliang’s bridge was made of stone, while [Bridge Maiden]’s bridge gleamed with a metallic sheen. It seemed to be made of some kind of alloy—stronger, yet somehow lighter.
The group continued to rise.
At last, the second bridge stopped ascending as well.
Before, everyone had felt as though they were standing at the edge of a cliff—a danger that existed primarily in their minds. Now, however, the danger was objective and undeniable.
The footing beneath the ten-person team was genuinely swaying, shaking without pause.
Gongshu Feiliang had extensive experience with bridges and immediately shouted, “The eight of you, don’t struggle! Only two people should exert themselves, one at each end, to maintain balance!”
The people present were truly the elite among the mystics. They obeyed the order without hesitation and carried it out immediately.
The difficulty was comparable to telling a drowning person to stop struggling on instinct and remain still while waiting to be rescued.
Once everyone had finally steadied themselves and maintained a precarious balance, President Shepherd frowned. “We’re still a little short.”
Knot reported the precise figure. “We’re currently at an altitude of 3,759 meters. We’re still about twenty-four meters from the target crack.”
Under normal circumstances, twenty-four meters was nothing to these experts. After using their abilities, some of them might even have been able to clear that distance in a single jump. But at present, they could barely stand steadily, making any major movement impossible.
President Mu made a decisive choice. “Let’s observe from here for now and analyze the information. At the end, we’ll send someone to risk moving closer.”
The ten mystics craned their necks and stared at the crack twenty-four meters away, their minds racing as they tried to extract any useful information.
Gongshu Feiliang said, “The light beyond the crack looks slightly yellow. Could it be moonlight?”
Knot analyzed it as well. “The crack is extremely narrow. From a distance, the light makes it appear larger than it is. Up close, a person probably couldn’t fit through.”
Du Jun picked up the thread. “If people can’t get through, then it probably isn’t an exit. Is it possible that approaching it could cause harm?”
“We don’t know. It’s hard to say without trying.”
After several skilled analysts had gone over the possibilities, [Bridge Maiden] suddenly said, “Don’t you think this crack looks like something?”
Gongshu Feiliang instinctively followed up. “Like what?”
[Bridge Maiden] rested her chin on her hand. “Like the slot in a mailbox where you put letters.”
Her words were like a boulder crashing into a calm lake, sending a shock through everyone’s mind.
President Shepherd immediately recalled what the Book of the Black Night had said:
“That must be it! I remember the Book of the Black Night saying that the ability he named ‘Black Box’ could teleport people into random black boxes.
“So we’re inside a mailbox world!”
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."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?"
