"Jiang... Jiang Che, run! Get out of here now!"
"You have to go! It must be because you interfered with the heavenly tribulation and altered its course... There’s still time if you leave now!"
Chen Ningshuang shoved Jiang Che away, though she herself was trembling with fear.
This lightning tribulation was far more terrifying than the previous Thousand Calamities Unyielding Tribulation. Just a single glance at the gathering storm of lightning was enough to make her soul quiver uncontrollably.
"Don’t be afraid. I’m here... And this is the perfect chance to refine an immortal physique for you!"
Jiang Che raised his head and calmly observed the heavenly punishment. Though he couldn’t identify the exact nature of this tribulation, he knew it was far more fearsome than the Heavenly Dao Immortality Tribulation Jiang Ruoxu had endured.
Once they weathered this storm, Chen Ningshuang would undoubtedly forge a Postnatal Immortal Physique.
"Jiang Che..." Chen Ningshuang stared at him in a daze.
His words—"Don’t be afraid, I’m here"—instantly soothed her panicked heart.
Jiang Che bulk-purchased 100 Lightning Evasion Talismans from the system. Buying in bulk came with a discount—10% off for a hundred!
He also stocked up on all kinds of life-saving treasures. After all, he was swimming in system points now.
The old ancestors of the Nine Heavens’ Jiang Clan had "contributed" over a billion points in the past week alone. He couldn’t spend it all even if he tried!
...
At this moment, the guests lingering in the Dragon Palace were all stunned by the terrifying tribulation. Most of them had descended from the Nine Heavens.
In the mortal realm, Jiang Che was practically untouchable—surrounded by dozens of Martial God-level guardians, and even the little princess of the Jialan Clan had been "recruited" as his wife.
Faced with such a ruthless figure, their initial instinct had been to steer clear.
But recently, rumors spread that the Jiang Clan was willing to go all-out to protect Jiang Che, even if it meant war with the entire Jialan Clan. Apparently, his talent was so monstrous that he could reshape the future of the Nine Heavens.
The most absurd part? Hearing of Jiang Che’s... appreciation for beautiful women, the elders of various clans had begun preparing to send more of their fair maidens down as "gifts."
To curry favor, they had all taken up residence on the outskirts of the Dragon Palace.
But Jiang Che, that scoundrel, was too busy indulging in pleasures to grant them an audience.
"Is someone undergoing tribulation? What kind of lightning calamity is this...? Even my clan’s Crown Prince’s Divine Ascension Tribulation was nothing compared to this!"
"An Immortal Physique! Could it be Jiang Che?"
"No, he’s already undergone his Divine Ascension Tribulation... He can’t face another, right?"
"Does the Jiang Clan have another Immortal Physique in the making?"
"Wait... I remember now! Ancient texts mention the Ten Thousand Calamities Unyielding Tribulation—a trial where one survives annihilation amidst endless lightning. Those who endure it forge the Ten Thousand Calamities Unyielding Physique, the second strongest among Postnatal Immortal Physiques!"
"No way... Ten Thousand Calamities Unyielding?!"
...
With Jiang Che leading the charge, Qin Qiaoqiao and the other girls weren’t too worried.
The terrifying tribulation had already transformed the surrounding ten thousand miles into a mirrored dimension. The heavenly thunder carried a terrifying Dao resonance, over ten times more oppressive than Jiang Ruoxu’s tribulation.
But it didn’t matter—he had the system.
"Don’t be scared, Shuang’er." Jiang Che pulled Chen Ningshuang into his arms, shielding her from the worst of the lightning while letting the tribulation’s essence flow into her body, reshaping her physique.
"Jiang... Jiang Che! Let go of me! You’ll die!"
Chen Ningshuang struggled in his embrace, but his arms were like iron vices—impossible to break free from.
"You... you idiot!"
"I’m fine. A little lightning won’t kill me," Jiang Che said calmly, even as his back was charred black by the strikes.
The terrifying resilience of his dual Immortal Physiques kicked in—his wounds healed instantly, only to be seared anew.
The young master had his methods. By now, Chen Ningshuang was crying uncontrollably.
"Cough... We’re practically an old married couple. Why the tears? Your husband’s just securing your future."
Jiang Che wasn’t entirely bluffing. This tribulation was absurdly brutal. Even with the Lightning Evasion Talismans reducing 90% of the damage, the remaining 10% was still excruciating.
But what was a little bloodshed for his woman? It’d make her feel more at ease. As he held Chen Ningshuang, his mind wandered to how he could use this "suffering hero" act to tease Yu Wan’er and the other brats later.
Stubborn? A well-timed "sacrifice" would have them sobbing in no time—Heh heh heh!
Not only would this grant his women Immortal Physiques and boost their cultivation potential, but it’d also deepen their bond. Plus, he’d harvest Tribulation Essence—three birds with one stone!
"Wuwuwu... Jiang Che, let me go! You’re bleeding!"
"It’s nothing. I’ve got plenty of blood. They say one drop of essence equals ten drops of blood—this is nothing compared to my usual—AHH! Damn it, Heaven’s really pushing its luck today!"
Jiang Che’s lips twitched from the pain.
Each bolt was stronger than the last. The hardest labor he’d ever endured was carrying a girl to bed, and the worst pain he’d felt was a vaccination—nothing compared to this lightning’s fury.
But for the sake of his harem’s harmony, he’d endure. The relentless strikes even eased his guilt over his... expansive romantic pursuits. Pah! He just wanted to give every beautiful girl a loving home!
Chen Ningshuang, nestled in his arms, watched his pained expression and suddenly let out a tearful laugh. She stopped struggling and gently hugged him back.
[How wonderful... If only we could die together in this lightning...]
"???"
Hold up—that’s a dangerous thought, girl! I’m suffering to refine your physique, and you’re thinking of dragging me to the grave?
We’re way past the "yandere" phase, alright?
...
The tribulation raged for three days and nights.
Chen Ningshuang emerged with the Ten Thousand Calamities Unyielding Physique, while Jiang Che sprawled across her lap—exhausted from bearing the brunt of the ordeal.
"Jiang Che... I’ve condensed an Immortal Mark!" Chen Ningshuang’s gaze was tender, her heart utterly conquered.
Jiang Che weakly waved a hand. "Yeah, yeah... Take me back to my room. I need a nap."
Three days of heavenly punishment would tire anyone out.
In his hand, he clutched a small vial filled with crimson-gold liquid. Dong’er had already collected the rest of the Tribulation Essence—mission accomplished. Time to rest.
"Okay." Chen Ningshuang lifted him gently and walked out.
With her new physique, her beauty had ascended to ethereal heights, her aura colder yet more transcendent. Each step left lotus blossoms in her wake.
"Sister Shuang! You succeeded?" Yu Wan’er and the others came scampering over.
"Mhm." Chen Ningshuang nodded softly.
Yu Wan'er glanced at Jiang Che, who was already snoring loudly, and pouted her small mouth. "Tch, I knew this jerk wouldn't die. The wicked live a thousand years!"
A trace of displeasure flashed in Chen Ningshuang's beautiful eyes. If it weren't for Yu Wan'er... she would have intervened!
"Wan'er, don't say such things. It was Jiang Che... who bore the lightning tribulation for me. Without him... I would have surely perished in that thunderstorm."
"Huh? Oh... oh! Stupid Jiang Che... I guess you have at least some sense of responsibility," Yu Wan'er muttered under her breath, her little hand secretly poking Jiang Che's backside.
But her words carried a strong, unmistakable note of sourness.
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.”
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...
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?"
