Jiang Che merely sighed at the name 'Ai Cao.'
Though Ai Kun had described the girl as stunningly beautiful, Jiang Che didn’t think she was actually that attractive.
After all, the name 'Ai Cao' sounded a bit off to him.
Why not just call her 'Ai Ye'?
They’re both green plants anyway...
Jiang Che mentally complained.
He was, in fact, an extremely devoted man. Since he hadn’t even secured the Xiao triplets yet, he wasn’t in the mood to flirt with other girls.
Hmm... redefining the word 'devoted.'
"Alright, since no one has anything else to say, let’s disperse. If anyone wants to cultivate or break through in my Jiang family’s Spirit Gathering Array in the future, notify me in advance. Our Jiang estate is small, and spots are limited!"
Jiang Yunhuang’s wrinkled face beamed like a chrysanthemum.
Now, he was completely worry-free. Above, he could rely on the Jiang ancestors; below, he could leech off his own grandson and grandson-in-law. How unbeatable was that?
The Jiang family had connections in the upper realm, his own grandson had a mysterious and powerful master, and his grandson-in-law also had a mysterious and powerful master... Who could understand the bliss of such a carefree life?
"Patriarch Jiang... but..." An elder from an ancient martial sect, a grandmaster-level powerhouse, spoke up.
Though Dragon Country officially only had five grandmasters, its people had ingrained the art of secrecy into their bones—how could there really be just five?
"Elder from Longhu Mountain, didn’t you just say you were already halfway into the coffin and didn’t need spiritual energy anymore? I’m just granting your wish," Jiang Yunhuang replied with a particularly sleazy grin.
The old grandmaster: "......"
Even Jiang Ruoxu, standing nearby, found it hard to watch. If he weren’t part of the Jiang family, he’d probably be plotting murder by now.
Hoarding spiritual energy with the Spirit Gathering Array and calling it 'maintaining social order'... Only the shameless could say such things with a straight face.
[You useless disciple, do you see now? This is Jiang Che’s mindset... In the cultivation world, you must be selfish, or you won’t survive. It’s a dog-eat-dog world. A fool like you wouldn’t even know how you died if you stepped into the Nine Heavens.]
Mo Lianxing once again piled pressure onto her young disciple.
After seeing Jiang Che’s breathtakingly beautiful master, she was overwhelmed by a sense of inferiority.
She knew Jiang Che’s master was formidable, but she never expected her to be such a stunning celestial beauty—so radiant that it made her feel unworthy.
"Master... I haven’t said a word! Why are you scolding me again?"
Jiang Ruoxu was miserable. Ever since Jiang Che appeared, he hadn’t dared to speak, afraid his master would drag him out for comparison.
He’d already buried his head in the sand like an ostrich—why was he still being singled out?
[You spineless fool. You’re both descendants of the Jiang family—how are you so pathetic?]
Mo Lianxing’s voice was another dagger to his heart.
The poor guy’s Dao heart shattered completely. His master had already defected to Jiang Che’s side. Given Jiang Che’s shameless personality, he’d probably offer her a Body Refining Pill soon, and then she’d abandon him to elope with Jiang Che...
The mere thought of that scene nearly broke him.
Soon, Jiang Yunhuang shooed everyone away.
Though the Jiang family’s actions were inhumane, no one dared to protest—not even in whispers behind their backs.
"Che’er, I don’t know what a Spirit Gathering Array is, but your move is ruthless."
Jiang Yunhuang led Jiang Che and Jiang Ruoxu toward the Jiang ancestral grounds.
In the backyard, a mist shrouded the path. Beyond it lay the so-called Forbidden Martial Zone—a place where martial arts were restricted, yet internal energy could still be used freely.
As they stepped inside, intricate array patterns covered the ground—this was the Spirit Gathering Array!
Most of the spiritual energy from the revival had been concentrated here, making it incredibly dense. Though it couldn’t compare to the spiritual energy radiating from Jiang Che’s premium spirit fields, it was still impressive.
"Hmph, the Jiang family has guarded the Realm Gate for generations. Even without merit, there’s effort. Now that spiritual energy has revived, it’s only right we enjoy it first..."
Jiang Che said it casually.
"Haha, exactly... This is what our Jiang family deserves..."
Jiang Yunhuang’s expression suddenly shifted mid-sentence.
Spiritual energy surged toward him, flooding his meridians.
His aura skyrocketed—
Breaking Heaven Stage 2, Breaking Heaven Stage 3, Breaking Heaven Stage 4... all the way to Breaking Heaven Stage 7 before finally stabilizing!
"Holy shit!"
Jiang Che remained calm, but Jiang Ruoxu was terrified. Was his grandfather mutating or something?
How the hell did his cultivation soar so high?!
[You fool, your grandfather’s cultivation talent is exceptional. Even as a grandmaster, he forged his own martial path. He was only stuck at the Breaking Heaven Stage because of the world’s limitations. Now, with spiritual energy, his accumulated potential is erupting.]
Mo Lianxing felt her disciple was as clueless as a pig.
Hopeless!
Maybe she should consider replacing him while he was still young.
Jiang Ruoxu didn’t dare argue, only nodding awkwardly with a forced smile.
"Phew—"
Jiang Yunhuang exhaled deeply, his gaze sharpening.
Breaking Heaven Stage 7!
He felt invincible now. If he faced those three Breaking Heaven Stage cultivators again, he could crush all five of their heads with one hand.
"Che’er, this Spirit Gathering Array is incredible. The deeper you go, the richer the spiritual energy..."
"Uh... Bro, Grandpa, the Realm Gate is just ahead—it’s an altar. That must be the passage to the Nine Heavens..."
Jiang Ruoxu couldn’t help but interject.
Jiang Yunhuang shot him a sidelong glance and chuckled, "And whose fault is it that the Realm Gate awakened in the first place?"
Soon, under Jiang Ruoxu’s guidance, they arrived before a massive altar.
The altar wasn’t large but exuded an ancient aura, surrounded by strange seven-colored stones arranged in an archaic formation.
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, studying the altar. He tried using the 'Book of Mathematics' to deduce its origins, but it yielded nothing.
The Book of Mathematics was just a fragment—it couldn’t achieve omniscience.
Jiang Che suspected the complete version consisted of at least nine volumes. If combined, they might form the 'Book of Truth.'
[Ding! Primordial Altar detected.]
Upon hearing the system's prompt, Jiang Che cleared his throat and gestured as he introduced, "My master once mentioned this—it's the Primordial Altar..."
The moment these words left his lips, Mo Lianxing could no longer stay seated.
[As expected! Master Jiang's teacher must be a figure of immense power, to even know of something as profound as the Primordial Altar!]
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.”
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?"
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
