Mo Lianxing fell silent!
To think that even a single Sacred Body would be fiercely contested among the sects and holy lands of the Nine Heavens, let alone an Immortal Body... and now they were appearing in droves?
Jiang Che's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Wife, no need to be surprised. With the revival of spiritual energy... it’s only natural that many geniuses would emerge. And the Daoist Academy... has gathered almost all of Dragon Country’s top-tier prodigies."
With the resurgence of spiritual energy, the laws of the Blue Star’s heavenly dao were reclaiming the power of the Great Dao, inevitably giving rise to extraordinary talents. Someone like Chu Yuan... in an ordinary spiritual revival, would undoubtedly be the supreme protagonist—invincible on Blue Star before ascending to the Nine Heavens, crushing all challengers in his path!
Jiang Che had already mentally drafted a million-word novel.
It was no exaggeration to say that these high-level Chosen Ones... had essentially pooled the fortune of Blue Star’s entire history, born to face the tribulations as the true protagonists!
Of course they were overpowered!
In fact, Jiang Che suspected... there were still plenty of terrifying Chosen Ones lurking among the populace.
But for now, these few were enough.
A faint smile curled at Jiang Che’s lips.
That’s right—he planned to use his subsystem to take control of all four Chosen Ones.
......
"Jiang Ruoxu..."
Wang Teng clenched his fists tightly as he stared at the man before him.
This guy... was even better at showing off than he was. The problem was... the Human Emperor Scripture he cultivated had been passed down by Jiang Ruoxu, meaning he’d always be one step beneath him.
And right now, he was only at the mid-to-late Heavenly Origin Realm, while Jiang Ruoxu had long since reached the Sky Shattering Stage.
The title of Daoist Academy’s top disciple wasn’t just for show.
Jiang Ruoxu soared on his flying sword, clad in pristine white robes, exuding an undeniable aura.
His gaze swept across the scene, convinced of his own invincibility.
[Ding! Host has successfully pulled off a cool act. Reward: 10,000 Show-off Points.]
Jiang Ruoxu couldn’t suppress his smirk—until he spotted a painfully familiar figure.
Jiang Che???
For a moment, the young man nearly toppled off his sword in shock.
The psychological trauma Jiang Che had inflicted on him was maxed out.
What was he doing here???
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ruoxu pretended not to see him.
"Ahem, as the academy’s top disciple, I won’t be participating in this competition. Instead, I’ll contribute 100 mid-grade spirit stones as rewards for the winners..."
"Oh? The little bro’s grown up, learning to win people over now?" Jiang Che remarked with a faint smile.
A hundred mid-grade spirit stones meant nothing to Jiang Ruoxu—after all, back when he was grinding for supreme-grade spirit stones, he’d amassed millions of points’ worth of fragments...
But Jiang Che had lost interest in the kid. Mo Lianxing was already his.
...
"Next up—Yu Chengkong versus Wang Teng!"
A clash between two Chosen Ones. Jiang Che casually grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started snacking.
Wang Teng stood proud. In his eyes, aside from Jiang Ruoxu—who he couldn’t beat—every other student in the academy was fodder.
Even though Yu Chengkong was also at the late Heavenly Origin Realm, Wang Teng was a man destined to become an Emperor. His Dao Heart was unshakable.
Compared to Wang Teng’s arrogance, Yu Chengkong was the picture of calm, silent as he cradled a sword case inscribed with Tearful Obeisance. Another case on his back bore the words Open Gate.
The entire Daoist Academy buzzed with excitement. After all, the four Heavenly Origin Realm prodigies had already become near-mythical figures in the academy.
Now, these geniuses were about to determine who stood above the rest. How could anyone not be hyped?
As for Jiang Ruoxu? He’d long since transcended into legend—a man who spread teachings across the world. Who’d dare disrespect him?
"Hmph, Yu Chengkong... my apologies in advance!" Wang Teng sneered before launching his attack.
But his name had already doomed him to a tragic fate.
One strike.
No one even saw Yu Chengkong move before Wang Teng was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth.
"You—"
"You lost," Yu Chengkong stated flatly.
Up on the stage, Jiang Ruoxu’s lips twitched. "This show-off... outdoes even me!"
Meanwhile, Jiang Che yawned.
"This Yu Chengkong has potential. I’ll hook him up with a Peerless Sword God System later."
"As for Wang Teng... even if he makes it to the Nine Heavens, he’ll probably get stomped endlessly. Let’s give him a Hundred Defeats to Immortality System—the more he loses, the stronger he gets."
Jiang Che casually mapped out the futures of these Chosen Ones.
"I... lost?" Wang Teng muttered, utterly disbelieving.
And so decisively?
Next up were Pei Xiu and Chu Yuan.
"Brother Pei Xiu, I concede!"
Before the match even began, Chu Yuan surrendered outright.
No point in fighting.
"Truly a Chosen One—the legendary King of Low-Key. But did you really think you could just turtle up and farm in peace? Not on my watch."
"I’ll slap him with a system that forces him to act arrogant."
Jiang Che studied Chu Yuan again. This guy was too cautious—this was just a clone!
And he was only at the Heavenly Origin Realm! To craft such a flawless clone, he must’ve stumbled upon some insane legacy.
......
The competition concluded swiftly.
Yu Chengkong claimed first place with nothing but a single sword, effortlessly crushing even his fellow Chosen Ones.
Of course, Chu Yuan’s early surrender played a part—had he fought, the outcome might’ve been different.
"Congratulations to Student Yu for securing first place! Originally, the reward was 1 high-grade spirit stone... but just moments ago, a mysterious VIP graced our Daoist Academy and personally sponsored this event! All rewards... are now doubled!"
Ai Kun announced excitedly.
This old man was dead set on buttering Jiang Che up.
"What? Doubled rewards? For real?"
"A mysterious VIP? Who...? The total prize pool is insane, and that includes a high-grade spirit stone..."
"Hell yeah! I ranked 37th—1 mid-grade spirit stone just became 2! Thank you, mysterious VIP!"
Meanwhile, Chu Yuan, who’d surrendered earlier, widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Damn it, why didn’t they say so sooner... I conceded too damn early!"
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?!
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)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
