"Young Master Jiang! I challenge you!!!"
Chu Yuan's voice, amplified by spiritual energy, quickly spread across the entire plaza, echoing loudly.
In an instant, nearly all the chosen geniuses of the Cultivator Academy turned their attention toward him—including Jiang Yunhuang and others who had been observing from the shadows.
Jiang Ruoxu, who was still live-streaming, widened his eyes in disbelief.
This guy surnamed Chu really had a death wish!
Sure, Chu Yuan had formidable talent. Among the younger generation of the Cultivator Academy, only Jiang Ruoxu himself could still suppress him.
But the problem was... Chu Yuan could at most challenge someone at the early-stage Shattering Heaven Realm with his half-step Shattering Heaven cultivation.
Even if Jiang Ruoxu suppressed his own cultivation to the early-stage Shattering Heaven Realm, Chu Yuan wouldn’t stand a chance. They were both chosen by fate—fighting above one’s level was basic stuff. What was he even trying to prove?
And as Jiang Che’s cousin, Jiang Ruoxu knew him all too well. Jiang Che was the type who would never fight fair—if he could gang up on someone, he would; if he could bully others with his influence, he’d never bother with reason. Chu Yuan was about to get beaten to a pulp!
A trace of pity flickered in Jiang Ruoxu’s eyes as he looked at Chu Yuan.
...
Jiang Che slowly turned his head, gazing down at Chu Yuan from above.
[Ding! Host has successfully pulled off a mysteriously cool act, rewarded with 500,000 Pretend Points.]
Ah, this little bro system is so damn useful!
Chu Yuan shuddered under Jiang Che’s stare, but he forced himself to stand his ground.
[Hey, hey, hey! Why isn’t the system giving me any Ironhead Points yet? If you drop them now, I can surrender right away!]
[Hurry up! I can already sense killing intent. If you get me killed, you’ll never find another perfect host like me!]
Outwardly, Chu Yuan looked as steady as an old dog, but inside, he was panicking like crazy.
Meanwhile, Jiang Che chuckled inwardly.
This guy was so naive. Had he ever stopped to wonder who gave him that system in the first place?
The final interpretation of the system belonged to Young Master Jiang!
"Oh? You want to challenge me?"
"Fine, I’ll give you that chance. You’re a chosen one too—you must have your own great opportunities. Fighting above your level shouldn’t be hard for you, so I won’t suppress my cultivation!"
Jiang Che’s words left Chu Yuan speechless.
"Young Master Jiang—"
Chu Yuan’s eyes bulged, and alarm bells blared in his mind.
What the hell? Since when did Jiang Che play by the rules? He was a half-step Divine Transformation expert! Fighting a half-step Shattering Heaven cultivator without suppressing his realm?
That’s a whole major realm difference—how the hell was this fair?!
But Jiang Che didn’t give him time to protest. With a single motion, he raised his palm skyward, as if holding up the heavens themselves.
A mysterious Dao rhythm faintly emanated from him, as though the entire world had suddenly been clenched within Jiang Che’s grasp.
Then—he flipped his hand downward.
An overwhelming pressure crashed onto Chu Yuan.
[Oh no!!! I’m done for!!!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully being iron-headed. Reward: 300,000 Ironhead Points.]
[...]
A massive palm imprint was now clearly visible across the plaza, the ground deeply sunken beneath it.
"Palm Scripture"—the heavens and earth contained within a single palm.
This was a technique created by the Jiang Hong Ancestor of the Nine Heavens Jiang Clan. At Jiang Che’s current half-step Divine Transformation Realm, he could only unleash a minuscule fraction of its true power.
If a Great Emperor were to strike with full force, they could likely shatter a star with a single blow.
At this moment, Jiang Chusheng—who had been sipping tea with Jiang Yunhuang in the background—suddenly stood up.
"Palm Scripture? How does this kid know Ancestor Jiang Hong’s ultimate technique? Wait... unless..."
His mind raced, and after a moment, he let out a dry laugh.
So that was it. The Holy Body had already been secretly accepted as a disciple by Jiang Hong Ancestor. That explained all of Jiang Che’s cultivation resources and privileges.
Jiang Hong Ancestor was a genuine Great Emperor. Even among the complex hierarchy of the Nine Heavens Jiang Clan, his combat prowess ranked near the top. His "Palm Scripture" was so exclusive that even several imperial descendants of the Jiang Clan had been denied the chance to learn it.
...
"Cough, cough... Damn it, I almost died! You stupid system, I swear to god—"
Chu Yuan, being a 9th-level chosen one blessed by the heavens, naturally had plenty of life-saving tricks. Had the Heavenly Dao just bailed him out again?
Seeing Jiang Che about to deliver a second strike, Chu Yuan immediately dropped to his knees.
"Young Master Jiang, I admit defeat! I’m no match for you... I surrender!"
No way was he risking it—he had no more protective talismans left. Another slap would definitely obliterate this avatar of his!
"Holy shit, he’s still alive?" Jiang Ruoxu’s jaw dropped.
If Jiang Che had hit him with that palm, he’d be lucky to escape with just severe injuries. Yet Chu Yuan was still standing?
The live-stream chat exploded.
"Damn, salute to the legendary Slap Survivor!"
"Young Master Jiang, my little butt is feeling itchy too~ Can you give it a slap?"
"Shameless hussy, get lost! Young Master Jiang would slap the crap out of you!"
Jiang Che calmly withdrew his hand, holding back from delivering a fatal blow.
First, Chu Yuan was a chosen one—killing him might provoke the Heavenly Dao into madness.
Second, Chu Yuan was just... too profitable. A single act of recklessness from him could yield 300,000 Ironhead Points—which translated to 3 million points for Jiang Che!
One man was worth six. Where else could he find such an efficient punching bag?
Nearby, Wang Teng—who was bound to the "Hundred Defeats to Immortality" system—lowered his head.
For a moment, he had also considered challenging Jiang Che. Even losing would grant him valuable defeat experience to strengthen himself.
But after witnessing Chu Yuan’s miserable state, he quickly dismissed the idea. That palm strike from Jiang Che would probably annihilate him instantly.
Better not push his luck!
......
"Bro... Are you confident about the Heavenly Tribulation? I’ve heard the Divine Transformation Tribulation is the first and most crucial one on the immortal path. If you can condense a Martial Dao Mark, that would be ideal..."
Jiang Ruoxu spoke hesitantly.
Though he disliked his cousin, family was still family—important matters had to be addressed.
At the same time, Mo Lianxing sent a mental message to Jiang Che.
[Husband, the Divine Transformation Tribulation requires condensing your own Martial Dao Mark. Otherwise, your future path will be limited. There are ordinary Martial Dao Marks, King-level, Emperor-level, and even the legendary Immortal Mark.]
[You possess an Immortal Body—you must at least condense an Emperor-level Martial Dao Mark!]
For once, Mo Lianxing was serious. Despite her usual greed for wealth, she had long been spiritually intertwined with Jiang Che.
He had left an indelible mark on her heart. Even if she obtained the Body-Shaping Pill now, she knew she could never truly leave him.
She had chosen to overlook many of Jiang Che’s secrets.
Not long ago, he had been a Void Immortal Body—a constitution that shouldn’t even attract Heavenly Tribulations. Yet here he was, preparing to face one.
But she was smart. A woman who pried too much would only push a man away.
"Darling, is that concern I hear from you?"
"Tch, spare me the sweet talk. I just don’t want you struck by lightning—who’d repay my priceless Body Sculpting Pill then?"
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?!
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!"
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?"
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!
