Jiang Ruoxu recounted the incident of him being beaten to Jiang Che from start to finish, even adding quite a few exaggerated details.
"Bro, I didn’t even dare to say I was from the Jiang family when they hit me. They bullied me so badly—you have to stand up for me!"
Jiang Che lightly tapped his fingers against the corner of the table.
"The seals on the Gates are gradually loosening. Naturally, more and more people will emerge from beyond them. With Earth’s spiritual energy depleted, it’s no surprise you’re no match for them."
"Of course, those few Heaven-Shattering Stage martial artists are indeed a nuisance. I’ll send someone to eliminate them."
Jiang Che’s tone was casual, as if discussing something trivial.
What he’s flaunting isn’t just skill—it’s the art of charming an immortal maiden’s heart.
After casually listening to Mo Lianxing’s inner thoughts for a while, Jiang Che could confirm one thing: despite being an ancient relic who had lived for over five thousand years, Mo Lianxing’s mentality was no different from that of an ordinary young girl. Winning her over wouldn’t be difficult.
Joking aside, even someone like Shen Yu, whose heart was sealed in concrete, had shown a crack under Jiang Che’s influence—let alone Mo Lianxing.
"Bro... really? You’re just too damn awesome!"
Jiang Ruoxu exclaimed excitedly. Though he was bound to a "Show-off System," for some reason... he couldn’t bring himself to act cool in front of Jiang Che.
Perhaps the Little Show-off King was being suppressed by the Great Show-off King.
"Enough. Let’s get to the point. What do you need the Soul-Nourishing Pill for?"
Jiang Che yawned, cutting straight to the chase.
"Uh... Bro, I have a friend..."
"Get lost!"
"......"
Jiang Ruoxu’s face stiffened in embarrassment. He truly didn’t want to reveal his master’s existence.
[Disciple, don’t expose my presence just yet. First, test whether he’s from the Destiny Seekers Association.]
Though she desperately wanted the Soul-Nourishing Pill, Mo Lianxing chose to remain cautious.
"But... but how do I explain this now? My brother clearly doesn’t believe me!"
[Then improvise! You foolish disciple are utterly hopeless!]
Mo Lianxing was practically seething with frustration.
"The Soul-Nourishing Pill is typically used to nurture the soul. It’s only effective for martial artists at the Divine Passage Stage or above. Once you reach the Divine Passage Stage, you can hardly be called a martial artist anymore... you’d be a cultivator."
Jiang Che’s languid voice carried a hint of amusement.
"A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill can even reassemble the scattered soul of a Divine Passage Stage expert."
Mo Lianxing inside the Soul-Nourishing Ring couldn’t help but nod in agreement, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Could it be... that this Young Master Jiang might even produce a Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill?
A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill was a seventh-tier elixir!
Jiang Che smirked, his lips curling slightly. Step aside, everyone—it’s time for me to show off.
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Che conjured a small, square jade box from thin air. The box, crafted from mutton-fat white jade, radiated dense spiritual energy.
When he gently opened it, a milky-white pill lay inside, about the size of a longan fruit, with seven distinct pill lines etched onto its surface.
A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill!
Almost instantly, Mo Lianxing inside the ring could no longer contain herself.
[A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill! It really is one?!]
At the same time, Jiang Ruoxu’s breathing grew ragged. Though he didn’t recognize the pill’s grade, he knew his master could be saved!
The naive young man remained blissfully unaware of the deeper implications.
[Disciple, go cling to his leg! Your master’s fate is in your hands now!]
Mo Lianxing urged. With only a wisp of her soul remaining, she had less than a day before complete dissipation. A Perfect-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill would heal all her soul’s injuries in an instant.
But a Supreme-Grade one? Not only would it restore her, but it would also strengthen her soul further.
"Bro... can you give me this pill? For the sake of our shared bloodline—I’m even calling you ‘Bro’ now!"
Jiang Ruoxu threw all dignity aside, addressing Jiang Che with utmost reverence.
"Hah. Why should I? Give me a reason."
Jiang Che scoffed, tucking the jade box back into his system space.
"If you came to me for the Soul-Nourishing Pill, you must know its value, right?" Jiang Che propped his chin on one hand, idly stroking the orange furball in his lap.
"Meow~ meow~" The still-untransformed Huangdoufen (Yellow Bean Powder) purred contentedly, nuzzling his fingers before suddenly—
Transforming!
A flash of radiant light later, the little orange cat in Jiang Che’s arms morphed into a cat-eared, cat-tailed nekomimi girl.
Of course... Huangdoufen was fully clothed after transforming. Jiang Che was an extremely possessive man—he’d feel uneasy if others so much as glanced at his girls, let alone allowed them to appear unclothed.
"Kiss-kiss~" Little Huangdoufen perched on Jiang Che’s thigh, wrapping her arms around his neck with affectionate familiarity.
Jiang Che chuckled, pinching the girl’s smooth, delicate cheeks.
But Huangdoufen’s transformation left both Jiang Ruoxu and Mo Lianxin utterly stunned.
"Th-this... this is a monster!!! A freaking cat demon!!!"
The young man’s nerves couldn’t take it—he fell flat on his backside, terrified.
Though Huangdoufen was adorable, witnessing a cat turn into a girl was too much for him.
Most people’s first thought upon seeing a cat transform into a girl: "A cat demon! Run for your life!"
Jiang Che’s first thought upon seeing a cat transform into a girl: "A catgirl! Time to make my move!"
[Jiang Ruoxu, stop embarrassing me! This isn’t a cat demon... this is... this is a legendary Shapeshifting Spirit Beast!]
Mo Lianxing felt her disciple was utterly disgraceful.
At the same time, her gaze toward Huangdoufen was filled with unparalleled awe.
To tame a Shapeshifting Spirit Beast—just how profound must Young Master Jiang’s background be?!
Even in the cultivation world, Shapeshifting Spirit Beasts were exceedingly rare, and Shapeshifting Pills were only refined by a handful of sects.
Instantly, Jiang Che’s status in Mo Lianxing’s mind rose another tier.
Previously, she had regarded him as a junior. Now? An equal.
After all, he clearly had an unfathomably powerful master backing him—someone even her past self would have had to look up to.
As the disciple of such a supreme expert, she naturally had to show utmost respect.
It was like the alchemy boys serving the Supreme Elder in "Journey to the West"—within the palace, they were mere attendants, but outside? No one dared belittle them.
And now, Jiang Che finally spoke again.
"Enough with the uncultured reactions."
"Lies won’t get you the Soul-Nourishing Pill."
"Jiang Ruoxu, I sensed something off about you the moment I saw you back at the Jiang family." Jiang Che’s gaze shifted to the Soul-Nourishing Ring on Jiang Ruoxu’s finger.
"Fellow Daoist, is there still a need to hide?"
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!
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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?"
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?!
