"Oh? What level are they at? The Sky-Shattering Stage!" Jiang Che smirked.
"Sky... Sky-Shattering Stage?" Chen Ningshuang's mind spun in disbelief.
This was beyond her knowledge. Though she had devoured ancient texts and could recite the intricacies of martial cultivation like the back of her hand, her understanding of power levels only extended as far as the Grandmaster realm—what was known as the Heavenly Force!
She knew the Grandmaster realm wasn’t the pinnacle, but anything beyond had always been lumped into the vague category of "legendary realms."
"Exactly. Beyond the Grandmaster realm lies the Sky-Shattering Stage, the crucial step toward becoming a Martial God," Jiang Che explained, his gaze lingering on Chen Ningshuang.
Where on earth had she bought that nightgown?
Especially from the side—the way it clung to her curves, teasingly revealing just enough to make a man’s nose bleed... It was downright lethal!
"Martial God?" Every word only deepened Chen Ningshuang’s thirst for knowledge.
Jiang Che pulled her into his arms and began elaborating on the Sky-Shattering Stage and the so-called Divine Ascension realm.
The more he spoke, the more excited she became. Now, she had a new goal—to reach the pinnacle of martial divinity.
Of course, Chen Ningshuang was no fool. She knew relying on her own talent alone wouldn’t cut it.
Only with Jiang Che’s help... could she glimpse the summit of martial arts.
"Jiang Che... will you help me? I want to become a Martial Goddess. And then, you’ll be my 'Divine Knight'!"
Jiang Che: "......"
Damn, where had this girl learned such tricks? Had she awakened some kind of fox-spirit charm?
How the hell was anyone supposed to resist this?
Well, Jiang Che certainly couldn’t!
......
Ye Qing had regained his confidence.
Though certain... parts no longer belonged to him, and any future offspring would carry another man’s bloodline, Ye Qing wasn’t afraid. He didn’t care about heirs—he only craved strength!
"Hmph... the Jiang family of the capital, was it? Sooner or later, I’ll settle this score."
Ye Qing clenched his fists.
When he raised his eyes, towering urban structures surrounded him.
"Time flies... I was only six when I left home, and now, twenty years have passed. The Dragon Nation has developed so rapidly!"
A wave of nostalgia washed over him.
Then, his stomach growled.
"Ah, only by reaching the Sky-Shattering Stage can one achieve the ability to fast. The path of cultivation is long and arduous."
With that, he entered a small restaurant, ordered a few dishes, and devoured them eagerly.
But soon, embarrassment struck—when it was time to pay, he patted his pockets and realized he had no money.
Ye Qing, a novice in the mortal world, had nothing on him.
And modern Dragon Nation relied on QR code payments—something far too advanced for him.
The restaurant owner narrowed his eyes at Ye Qing’s predicament.
"What? Trying to skip out on the bill?"
Ye Qing flared up. "Do I look like someone who dines and dashes?"
He just... didn’t have money!
Then, a ghostly voice whispered in his ear.
"Young man, can’t afford your meal?"
"Who?!" Ye Qing erupted, unleashing a surge of violent internal energy.
When he looked up, a middle-aged man in a blue high-collared suit stood before him, smiling faintly.
Ye Qing’s instincts screamed danger.
How had this man appeared beside him without a sound?!
Even as a former Peak Grandmaster (though his strength was still recovering), no one at that level should’ve been able to sneak up on him.
Was this a Grandmaster from the capital’s Jiang family?
[Damn those Jiangs! Can’t they leave me alone after just a day or two?!]
The suited man chuckled warmly at Ye Qing’s tension, then turned to the owner.
"I’ll cover his bill."
Generous. Extremely generous.
Ye Qing was stunned but remained wary.
"Hand over your phone—"
"Phone? What phone?" Ye Qing blinked in confusion—only to feel a blur of movement as the man frisked him at inhuman speed.
The suited man frowned. "No phone?"
"What the hell did you just do?!" Ye Qing was on the verge of a breakdown.
This... was the mortal world?
When he left prison, his Ninth Master had said: Go wild. The strongest in the mortal world only reach the peak Grandmaster realm. You’ll be invincible in no time.
But now? Invincible his ass!
Even some random passerby was unfathomably powerful!
"No phone? Doesn’t matter—I’ve got other ways." The man’s smile deepened.
"Sir, cooperate with me. I just need to scan your face for identification..."
"Scan my what—"
"Done!" The man’s grin widened. Another successful transaction!
But then, his expression froze.
"Wanted criminal?! Are you fucking kidding me?!"
This was the first time the "Loan Hero" had ever been so rattled. After processing thousands of loans, this was his first failure—and it stung.
His cheerful demeanor vanished as he whipped out his phone.
"Hello, police? This is Fugitive #07214. I was processing a loan for someone when I realized he’s on your wanted list. Arrest him immediately. I’m at XXX Street, XXX Road."
He hung up and vanished like the wind, leaving Ye Qing bewildered.
"What the hell just happened?"
Though confused, Ye Qing sensed danger. If the police were coming, he wasn’t sticking around.
He bolted.
......
Hours later, on a suburban roadside.
Ye Qing emerged from a sewer grate.
"Pathetic mortal world. A Peak Grandmaster like me, reduced to being a fugitive?"
"But I still need money. This world truly is vulgar—without cash, you can’t take a single step!"
"Think I’m just some penniless loser?"
Ye Qing smirked. One of his eighteen masters was obscenely wealthy, leaving him mountains of gold, jewels, and antiques in the mortal world.
Hundreds of tons of gold alone!
As for the police’s wanted notice? Ye Qing scoffed. Another of his masters was a movement master, skilled in mystical evasion techniques. Catching him? Not a chance.
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."
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
