"Who are you!?"
The True Dragon's remnant soul was utterly bewildered. He couldn't comprehend at all how this human had appeared before him!
He was the ruler of this place, the only true god.
Without his permission, not even an immortal could enter.
But now...
"Who am I? I'm your daddy!" Jiang Che's little mouth opened, spouting a stream of profanities.
His gaze then shifted to Long Qianqiu. The girl had already opened her eyes.
Long Qianqiu didn't seem the least bit surprised by Jiang Che's appearance.
"What a heartless man, watching your own woman get tossed around by someone else?"
"Hehe, sorry I'm late!" Jiang Che chuckled. But this woman Long Qianqiu was truly very clever. Even his own emergence to save the day was probably within her calculations.
How could an ambitious person be willing to die here?
The True Dragon's remnant soul was glitching. He was merely a wisp of a soul that had perished a million years ago and had never encountered such a situation.
Someone who could forcibly enter the Dragon Pearl's inner space without his permission had to be at least a Four Tribulation Immortal Monarch or higher!
After all, this Dragon Pearl was a great world constructed from the origin of a Supreme Dao.
However... when the dragon soul caught sight of Jiang Che's face, his pupils instantly contracted!!!
He looked as if he had seen a ghost.
"You... you... how can you possibly still be alive!!!"
The dragon soul's words stunned both Jiang Che and Long Qianqiu.
Especially Long Qianqiu, who gave Jiang Che a deep, profound look.
"You... didn't you die??? How can you still be alive!"
Jiang Che smiled faintly. "Oh? I didn't expect you to still remember me?"
That single sentence made this True Dragon's remnant soul tremble with fear, his form shaking. "You... you've returned? No... impossible, the Demon Ancestor perished completely, beyond reincarnation..."
The dragon soul even began muttering to himself.
"Why are you so terrified?" Jiang Che asked with a laugh, yawning.
But suddenly, "Ah!!!"
The dragon soul let out a sharp, piercing scream, instantly losing all his imposing aura. His form even began to dissipate. "Diting! It's Diting!!!"
"You were listening to my thoughts? So it's true! You truly are the Demon Ancestor!!!"
Clearly, the True Dragon's remnant soul possessed an extremely high rank in his former life. Jiang Che's use of the "Diting" technique to listen to his inner thoughts was detected. But the current dragon soul was far too fragile!
Unable to resist, he was forcibly subjected to a soul search by Jiang Che's Diting.
"Ah!!! Demon Ancestor... Demon Ancestor, spare me! Please let me go!"
The dragon soul, who moments ago was lofty and imposing, instantly knelt on the ground, his form turning semi-transparent.
"Oh? Haha... how interesting! Qianqiu... actually, this old thing wasn't lying to you!" Jiang Che laughed, then looked at Long Qianqiu beside him.
He roused the dazed young woman. Long Qianqiu lifted her gaze. "Wh-what do you mean?"
Jiang Che snapped his fingers. "This so-called Dragon Pearl inheritance is a fake. Its purpose is to attract descendants of the dragon race with extremely high rank. Then, once the inheritance is activated, this old thing will seize their body to be reborn!"
Long Qianqiu was stunned. "Body seizure? Rebirth? But he's a remnant soul now. Even with a physical body..."
"Heh, don't forget, he was an Immortal Emperor-level existence in life, mastering the origin of the Great Dao. As long as the origin of his Supreme Dao remains unextinguished, he won't truly die. Some powerful beings can even survive within their descendants' bloodlines, and others can even exist within memories!"
Long Qianqiu nodded, somewhat understanding, her gaze towards Jiang Che now carrying a complex emotion.
She had still vastly underestimated this man. He truly was the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor!
Even upon seeing Jiang Che's face, this ancestor of the dragon race was scared out of his wits, trembling like a leaf.
Jiang Che withdrew the Diting technique. The dragon soul had long been tormented to the point of agony.
"Demon Ancestor... Demon Ancestor, please spare me. I mean you no harm!"
He was genuinely terrified. In all the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms, those who could invade the Dragon Pearl and pose a fatal threat to him were exceedingly few. Yet, he had actually run into one!
For a million years, no one had visited the Dragon Pearl. Finally, a young woman had entered, but he had been too picky, wanting to wait and choose further.
Who could have imagined it would actually attract the Demon Ancestor!!!
What godforsaken luck!
"Spare you? Fine... show your sincerity!"
Jiang Che glanced at Long Qianqiu, then wrapped an arm around her waist. Long Qianqiu didn't resist.
"Sin... sincerity?" The Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul wasn't stupid and quickly understood Jiang Che's meaning.
"The True Dragon Method! I possess the 'True Dragon Method.' It contains the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon, which can infinitely purify dragon blood. Even with insufficient innate bloodline talent, one can cultivate to advance to a True Dragon bloodline!"
As he spoke, the Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul produced a jade-white skull fragment with a broken corner, a half-severed dragon horn still attached to it.
"This is a great secret of the dragon race, containing the complete True Dragon Dao Method. I offer it!"
Jiang Che gave Long Qianqiu a look. Long Qianqiu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, walked over to the Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul, and snatched it from him.
[Ding! Host has scammed the 'Ancestral Dragon's Remnant Soul,' gaining 500 million points.]
"More," Jiang Che said flatly.
Having finally encountered a soft target, wouldn't it be a waste not to squeeze him dry?
"Mo... more? Yes, yes, yes... there's more! This entire Dragon Pearl contains the treasure hoard of the dragon race, including even three complete immortal herbs..."
To save his own skin, he chose to lay all his cards on the table!
He understood perfectly well how terrifying this Demon Ancestor before him was. Any pretense on his part would be utterly useless, because he possessed Diting!
A token floated before Long Qianqiu. The next moment... she felt her consciousness connect to another small world.
When her divine sense probed inside, even with her steady mental state, she was shocked.
It was well known that the dragon race loved hoarding treasures. Many dragon tombs contained vast riches, let alone the treasure of an Ancestral Dragon!
Just a glimpse revealed treasures far surpassing the sum total of all the secret vaults of the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace!
"De... Demon Ancestor, is... is that enough?"
Jiang Che took the token from Long Qianqiu's hand. His divine sense probed inside, and he was so ecstatic he almost jumped for joy. But to maintain his persona, he kept a cold, aloof expression and gave a slight nod.
[Tch~]
Long Qianqiu now didn't dare even to mentally criticize Jiang Che, after all, this guy possessed the top-tier immortal technique 'Diting.'
"More! Bring it all out!" Jiang Che said lazily.
"There's nothing left, Demon Ancestor, truly nothing!"
"I'm talking about the Supreme Dao origin! I want your Supreme Dao origin!" Jiang Che stated. The Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul instantly trembled violently.
Supreme Dao origin???
How could he possibly hand that over!!!
The very reason he was still clinging to existence was because the Supreme Dao origin was sustaining his life. That sword strike from the Heavenly Emperor had annihilated him utterly. Once separated from the Supreme Dao origin, he wouldn't last long. He was still counting on reincarnating and being reborn!
"Demon... Demon Ancestor, please spare my life. You are already invincible in this world... I beg you! Let me go!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Che let out a light chuckle, then turned his gaze to Long Qianqiu beside him.
"Qianqiu, what do you say? Should we let him go? If we do... we'll lose the essence of the Supreme Dao!"
However, Long Qianqiu didn't hesitate for even a moment. "I want him... reduced to ashes! To never be reincarnated for all eternity!"
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.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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?"
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!
