Jia Ling'er had completely undergone the transformation of her bloodline!
From her original imperial blood, she had now regressed to the pure-blooded mermaid of ancient times!
This ancient bloodline was even stronger than an ordinary celestial physique!
It was worth noting that the imperial blood the Jialan clan took such pride in was only equivalent to a quasi-celestial physique. Otherwise, the Jialan Empress wouldn’t have been stuck at the half-celestial realm, unable to break through.
But now, after the elevation of Jia Ling'er’s bloodline, her future would no longer be shackled by talent like the Jialan Empress. Her lowest potential achievement would be that of a full-fledged celestial, and she might even reach the level of a Three-Tribulation Celestial Lord or a Four-Tribulation Celestial Monarch.
Of course, along with this transformation came changes to Jia Ling'er’s appearance.
The young girl’s figure had become even more slender and perfect, while her massive fishtail had vanished, replaced by a pair of long, jade-like legs. A faint shimmer of golden scales adorned her ankles—not many, but enough to add an otherworldly charm.
"Mmm... what’s this...?"
Jia Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, a glimmer of delight shining within them.
She could clearly sense the changes within her body—most importantly, she felt the bloodline curse that had shackled her for so long had been shattered!
Had her bloodline truly ascended to a level where it could ignore the curse?
If that were the case, did it mean Jiang Che would never have to endure the agony of the Midnight Heartbreak again?
Naturally, the most shocked person was the Jialan Empress herself.
She stood frozen in utter disbelief, her eyes wide as she stared at Jiang Che, unable to trust what she was witnessing.
Why?
From her daughter’s body, she sensed an overwhelming aura of superiority—a bloodline pressure akin to a commoner facing imperial blood, if not even more intense.
Her daughter... was no longer her daughter.
At least, not by bloodline.
This was an existence of a higher order!
"L-Ling'er?" the Jialan Empress called out, her voice trembling. She was terrified that her daughter, now elevated in bloodline, might reject her as a mother.
Jia Ling'er turned her head, then flashed a sweet smile before slipping out of Jiang Che’s embrace and throwing herself into the Jialan Empress’s arms.
"Mother, my bloodline has ascended! I feel like my blood is... this high now!" The girl gestured with an exaggerated motion.
The Empress gave a bitter smile. "Yes, Ling'er, your bloodline has indeed risen far beyond mine. You’ve truly regressed to the purest form."
Still, she was mostly happy. After all, Ling'er was still her daughter, and like any mother, she wished only the best for her.
"My cultivation has also improved! Before, I was at the peak of Divine Transformation’s ninth revolution, but now... oh heavens, I’ve reached Martial God stage!" The girl checked her own realm and gasped in astonishment.
"That’s only natural. With a higher bloodline, your cultivation naturally follows."
Jiang Che pulled Jia Ling'er close, planting a kiss on her delicate cheek before turning his gaze to the Jialan Empress.
"Your Majesty, you always said I wasn’t worthy of Ling'er, that I tainted her bloodline. But what about now?"
He raised his eyes, a challenge gleaming within them.
Even though this was the dream world—the Jialan Empress’s domain—so what?
Could she lay a single finger on him? With Jia Ling'er here... would she dare?
Though Jiang Che couldn’t yet turn mother and daughter into sworn enemies with a single sentence, sowing a little discord... making Ling'er resent her cruel mother was easy enough.
"If it weren’t for me, Ling'er would’ve spent her whole life like you—a frog at the bottom of a well, treating mere imperial blood as some priceless treasure. So afraid of tainting your bloodline that you resorted to parthenogenesis?"
Clearly, he was pointing fingers—yes, Jialan Empress, that’s you!
Going through the trouble of parthenogenesis to birth a daughter, while I can achieve better results with a casual effort than your centuries of labor?
[Ding! Host has schemed against the Jialan Empress, earning 200 million points.]
Though the Jialan Empress seethed with anger—who else but this human would dare look down on her?—she couldn’t deny his words.
The imperial blood her clan prided itself on was worthless in Jiang Che’s eyes. Not only could he elevate common-blooded mermaids to imperial blood, but he could even break the shackles of imperial blood and ascend them to pure-blooded status!
"You win," the Jialan Empress conceded, a trace of resignation in her eyes.
"I only hope you won’t let Ling'er down in the future." She glanced at Jiang Che before shifting her gaze to her daughter.
With a long sigh, she accepted it—her daughter was truly going to marry this man.
"Mother... you..." Jia Ling'er seemed to sense her mother’s sorrow.
"Your Majesty, actually... I have more than one Mermaid’s Tear in my possession."
Jiang Che’s sudden declaration made the Empress whip her head around.
"Where?!" she blurted out, before quickly composing herself.
She was undoubtedly among those who desired the Mermaid’s Tear the most. As a half-celestial cultivator, she had reached the Three-Life Emperor Realm thirty thousand years ago!
In terms of comprehension, Jia Mengluo was hailed as the most talented in the Jialan clan’s hundreds of thousands of years of history—bar none!
She had grasped the Law of Dreams as early as the Martial God stage, then began comprehending the Dao of Dreams. After attaining the Great Emperor realm, she mastered the entire Dao of Dreams and even earned the favor of its origin—yet, due to her insufficient cultivation, she failed to obtain the Dao Origin itself.
Her comprehension was peerless, but her bloodline had doomed her to remain forever at the half-celestial realm. How could someone as proud as her accept that?
Knowing she had no hope of breaking through, she resorted to a mermaid secret art—using her own bloodline genes as a medium, she performed parthenogenesis to birth Jia Ling'er, purifying the bloodline once more and placing all her hopes on her daughter.
"You... you say you have another Mermaid’s Tear? Is this true?!"
Jia Mengluo could no longer maintain her imperial dignity. If not for the fact that she couldn’t lay a hand on Jiang Che, she would’ve already resorted to torture.
"Your Majesty, always so impatient?" Jiang Che leisurely patted his collar, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked at Jia Mengluo.
"Husband, you’re amazing!" Jia Ling'er nestled against Jiang Che, her large eyes sparkling.
Of course, she had her own selfish wish—if Jiang Che could elevate her mother’s bloodline as well, how wonderful would that be?
But she wisely kept silent. After all, Mermaid’s Tears were undoubtedly rare, and Jiang Che had other mermaid girls by his side. Given how doting he was toward his women... her mother likely wouldn’t get one.
A small pang of sadness tugged at her heart.
"I do have it," Jiang Che said. "But Mermaid’s Tears are priceless treasures—once used, they’re gone forever. And I still have five imperial-blooded little darlings waiting for my care. You... might not even make the list."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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?"
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.”
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
