"What??? A Chaos Immortal Body? And a companion Green Lotus?"
In the Nine Heavens, the elders of the Jiang family were utterly shocked.
Jiang Langsheng trembled at the foot of the grand hall. These were the core figures of the Jiang family, each at least a Quasi-Emperor in cultivation—the true pinnacle of power in the Nine Heavens!
Before Jiang Che and Jiang Yunhuang, he had been a senior figure. But now? Reduced to an ant in their presence!
"Absolutely true. I saw it clearly—his body nurtures the Yin-Yang Chaos Qi. Either he possesses the Chaos Immortal Spirit Root or the Chaos Immortal Body. The others here can vouch for me."
Jiang Langsheng pointed to the men beside him, who all nodded in agreement.
"Jiang Tiedan! Do you realize what an Immortal Body signifies? A Chaos Immortal Body... this could rouse even the Patriarch and the ancestors slumbering in the Immortal Tomb!"
A middle-aged man glared at Jiang Langsheng, his aura overwhelmingly oppressive, as if a mere wisp of his presence could crush him.
Tie... Tiedan?!
Damn it all! But this elder was indeed a true senior, so... fine, Tiedan it is!
"I wouldn’t dare deceive you. If you don’t believe me... you can follow me to the spatial rift. That Jiang descendant should still be in the ancestral hall..."
The Jiang elders exchanged glances. Jiang Tiedan didn’t seem to be lying.
Instantly, excitement surged within them.
If this truly was an Immortal Body... everything would change!
Though the Jiang family remained a top-tier force, with many prodigies among the younger generation—ten Great Imperial Scions, each with unparalleled talent—none possessed an Immortal Body.
The Heavenly Dao of the mortal realm was now awakening, and many factions had already begun stirring. Some elite forces had even started seizing control of spatial rifts...
After all, the Nine Heavens had once split from the mortal realm.
At its peak, the Blue Star’s Heavenly Dao had been terrifyingly powerful. Even after division, it birthed the Nine Heavens—nearly ten million provinces!
This alone spoke volumes about how fearsome Blue Star had been in ancient times.
Naturally, the most powerful factions had long set their sights on it.
"Let’s go! We must see for ourselves!"
In the next moment, the elders vanished from the grand hall, one after another.
......
Meanwhile, Jiang Che sat cross-legged, his physical form still while his soul had departed.
Where had it gone? Straight into the Soul Nurturing Ring to play with Mo Lianxing, of course.
"Husband, just give me one drop of your essence blood, won’t you? I’ll do anything you want~~~"
Mo Lianxing’s charm was overwhelming. Though not a fox spirit, she was far more alluring than one.
"Ahem, that depends on your performance. Essence blood is precious, you know... every drop counts for me," Jiang Che replied, his large hand caressing Mo Lianxing’s delicate fingers.
Just then, a message came through from the Earth Listening Technique.
[Is this the junior you mentioned? Why is he only at the Sky Shattering stage?]
[Wait—where’s his soul gone? Soul projection?]
[Damn it... his body really does nurture Chaos Yin-Yang Qi? And a Chaos Green Lotus??? Am I... seeing this right?]
[Impossible! How could a top-tier Immortal Body emerge from that puny mortal realm? I could sneeze and wipe it out!]
Countless old fogies flooded the "chat group," every single one stunned by Jiang Che’s Immortal Body.
At the same time, Jiang Che patted Mo Lianxing’s shapely thigh lightly.
"You... always take without giving. Won’t even spare me a drop of True Dragon essence blood!" Mo Lianxing shot him a playful glare.
"Heh, this time’s different. Your husband’s about to strike it rich. Just watch!"
With that, Jiang Che’s soul instantly returned to his body.
[Your friend ‘Young Master Jiang’ has logged into the game...]
......
The Jiang ancestral hall buzzed with activity.
Dozens of ethereal projections, cast through wisps of smoke, materialized one after another—so many that the hall was nearly packed.
Jiang Yunhuang had long since slipped away. Dealing with one ancestor was hard enough, let alone a whole swarm!
This headache... he’d leave to his dear grandson.
Jiang Che remained utterly calm as the spectral figures crowded around him, chattering excitedly.
You old coots! If I don’t bleed you dry today, I’ll renounce the Jiang name!
"You... you’re all from the Jiang family of the Nine Heavens?"
The moment Jiang Che’s soul returned, the projections grew deadly serious.
The leader was a middle-aged man, his projection the most solid—almost lifelike, with a faint but terrifying pressure radiating from him.
And this was just a projection!
After the Severing of Heaven and Earth, the stronger a cultivator, the more they feared crossing realms, wary of karmic backlash. Emperors and Immortals dreaded such intangible forces most.
"Correct! We are all of the Jiang family," the man declared solemnly.
As the strongest present, he had inspected Jiang Che’s physique repeatedly, confirming beyond doubt:
This was an Immortal Body—and not just any, but the supreme Chaos Body. Whether it was the Green Lotus variant, he couldn’t say, having never seen one. But the Chaos Immortal Body was undeniable.
"Junior, I know what you want. As a Jiang descendant, you’ll inevitably join us in the Nine Heavens. The Jiang family never stints on its own. All the techniques you seek—I’ll grant them!"
Initially, Jiang Hong had been puzzled. Why would this junior, already cultivating the Immortal-grade "Human Emperor Scripture," want Emperor-tier techniques?
But Jiang Che’s expression told him everything: the kid was angling for more benefits!
Jiang Hong had once mastered an Immortal art called "Wisdom Discernment," allowing him to read minds through facial cues.
This junior’s Immortal destiny was anything but weak. Though rebellious in temperament, he was undeniably a rare talent—worth the investment!
"Ninety-nine Saint-grade techniques? Done. As for Emperor-grade... I have those too."
Jiang Hong narrowed his eyes. Even at the risk of karmic backlash, he would secure this junior’s loyalty.
An Immortal Body... was far too valuable.
"This is the ‘Palm Scripture,’ an Emperor-grade Dao technique of my own creation. I’ll bestow it upon you shortly..."
The old man’s words sent a jolt through Jiang Che.
Holy hell!
Had I just provoked a supreme boss?
A self-created Emperor-grade technique? This old monster was undoubtedly an Emperor!
But no matter. Fortune favors the bold!
Emperor-grade "Palm Scripture"? Hand it over!
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?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?!
