"BOOM!!!"
With the impact of the colossal-faced evil god, the entire Mortal Realm began to quake, mountains shaking and earth trembling.
Almost all living beings were plunged into terror. If one looked up, they could see a massive, ghastly pale ghostly face plastered against the highest point of the sky. Countless eerie, demonic whispers also swirled around everyone's ears. Just hearing those devilish sounds... was enough to make one feel on the verge of madness.
"Holy shit! What the hell is that?"
"It's over, it's over! Evil spirits are invading! That must be an evil spirit! I read about them on the Nine Heavens network... whenever evil spirits appear, they're always accompanied by that ghostly black mist!"
"Help! Young Master Jiang, come out, please!"
"Hahaha, we welcome the descent of the Evil God!"
"Still calling for Young Master Jiang? Your precious Young Master Jiang has probably already slipped into the Upper Realm with all his beautiful wives..."
The apocalyptic scene chilled everyone to the bone.
A nightmare!
At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Ruoxu, clad in white robes, stepped forward.
"Damn... what the hell is that? Bro, are you for real? You're not expecting me to fight that thing, are you? This is fucking—"
Just one glance at the colossal face in the dome of the sky made Jiang Ruoxu's legs tremble with fear, but for the sake of showing off... he forced himself to appear calm!
He had also already opened a live stream channel connecting to the Nine Heavens.
The terrifying scene in the Mortal Realm entered the view of everyone in the Nine Heavens.
Instantly, everyone was struck speechless. Especially seeing that giant face in the sky, even across countless planes... it made one's scalp crawl.
"Everyone, I am Jiang Ruoxu. As you can see... the Mortal Realm is about to fall."
Jiang Ruoxu's voice was extremely somber.
Meanwhile, the number of viewers in his live stream kept growing, and the news of the Mortal Realm's impending fall directly shot to the top of the Nine Heavens network's trending list.
"Huh? That... that's the Ghost-Faced Evil God Mother! An Evil God ranked within the top hundred of the Otherworldly Evil Spirit Sequence List!"
"N-no way... It was among the first wave of demons to invade the Nine Heavens five hundred thousand years ago. Wasn't it slain by the Human Emperor? How has it appeared again!!!"
"Ghost-Faced Evil God Mother, a terrifying existence whose true strength rivals that of an Immortal!"
Clearly, many powerful figures were also secretly watching Jiang Ruoxu's stream.
After all, due to the evil spirit invasion of the Mortal Realm, even Great Emperors and Immortals were paying close attention to this matter!
"What the hell is a Ghost-Faced Evil God Mother?" Jiang Ruoxu panicked internally. After reading the comments, his fear intensified.
Wha... what? An existence whose true strength rivals an Immortal?
You've got to be kidding me!
Starting off with a top-tier boss right away?
The young man felt his scalp go numb; he kind of wanted to run!
But for the sake of his show-off points, he had to stand his ground.
"Everyone, facing such a powerful, Immortal-level existence, we are powerless... we can only hope the Nine Heavens can offer some assistance!"
Jiang Ruoxu rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat guilty recalling the script Jiang Che had told him to use. Compared to Jiang Che... his own skin was as thin as a cicada's wing.
"The Mortal Realm and the Nine Heavens now share a bond of prosperity and loss. If the Mortal Realm falls... the Otherworldly Evil Spirits will use it as a stepping stone to attack the Nine Heavens! Corrupting all realms! When that time comes, no one will escape!"
By saying this, Jiang Ruoxu essentially ripped off the veil of pretense. Many Nine Heavens cultivators who previously lacked a sense of crisis began to feel afraid.
"H-how is that possible? What nonsense are you spouting! Our Nine Heavens has powerful dimensional barriers... how could we possibly be invaded by evil spirits!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Jiang Ruoxu continued, "I'm not trying to morally blackmail you all, but the Mortal Realm must be defended!"
"But unfortunately... currently, the path between heaven and earth is severed. Your Nine Heavens cannot dispatch high-level combat forces. In the end, we can only rely on ourselves to resist the Otherworldly Evil Spirits."
"However, the resources in the Mortal Realm are far too scarce. Even with the spiritual energy resurgence... resources and spiritual energy are still insufficient, nowhere near enough to support our rapid growth!"
Jiang Ruoxu grew more impassioned as he spoke. Then he suddenly looked up, tears welling in his eyes, and spoke with utmost seriousness!
"Everyone, we, the Mortal Realm, need your help! We need vast resources to hold the frontier of the realm for you!"
Suddenly, it was as if a crow flew across the sky, leaving behind six dots in its trail......
The atmosphere abruptly became awkward.
[Ding! Host has performed an awkward show-off, earning 30 million show-off points.]
[Ding! Host has performed a god-awful show-off, earning 50 million show-off points.]
[Ding...]
If there were a hole in the ground right now, the young man would have already crawled into it. It was just too embarrassing, but no matter how awkward, he had to press on.
Then, the comments quickly reversed!
[Idiot streamer! Said so much only to turn out to be a digital beggar, truly disgusting!]
[All talk of morality and righteousness, but what you really want is money! As expected, natives from the lower realm are just natives. No matter how talented, they're still just country bumpkins.]
[Hah, you really think you're something? In our eyes, you're just entertainment. Even if evil spirits really invade, our Nine Heavens has ways to deal with it!]
[Hey, hey, young friend, don't listen to these idiots...]
Jiang Ruoxu looked at the barrage of mocking comments directed at him. His eyes held a trace of bewilderment, quickly followed by shame and anger!
Indeed, he should have just stuck to Jiang Che's script!
What Jiang Che told him was: explain the stakes, then directly ask for resources. Because the Jiang family had already negotiated with the myriad races of the Nine Heavens. However, many forces from various regions weren't particularly willing to hand over resources, so Jiang Che planned to mobilize the general populace of the Nine Heavens and blow the matter up!
But he, Jiang Ruoxu, had taken matters into his own hands. After all, directly asking for money was too undignified, wasn't it? The young man was still naive... intending to appeal to their emotions and reason with them!
And yet, he got roasted to this state!
"Damn it! I've had enough! These resources... you will hand them over, whether you want to or not! I'm telling you... once the Mortal Realm is finished, the Nine Heavens won't escape either!"
"Go ask your Immortal and Great Emperor ancestors at home, see if they're afraid! If you have the guts, just go ahead and seal off the passage between the Mortal Realm and the Nine Heavens!"
Jiang Ruoxu's temper flared up too. Right now, he just needed to blow this matter wide open!
And at that very moment!
"RUMBLE!!!"
A thunderclap from a clear sky, the Mortal Realm quaked once more!
"SCREECH, CREAK~~~"
A sound that set one's teeth on edge rang out!
It seemed to vibrate in everyone's ears.
Jiang Ruoxu looked up, his gaze filled with extreme terror!
The sky... the sky is cracking!
A crack... a massive fissure has split open!
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.”
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."
