"Master, Master! Before you descend to punish that Demon Ancestor, I beg you to uphold justice for me first!"
Lin Yu knelt before Li Cangqiong, his gaze filled with devotion.
He had become the laughingstock of the entire Nine Heavens, and this grudge must be avenged.
"Then how do you intend to punish the Dragon Palace?" Emperor Cangqiong frowned.
"Long Qianqiu has been unfaithful. I want the entire Dragon Clan to pay for her actions. All members of the Dragon Palace shall be cast down to the mortal realm. Immortals, Great Emperors, and those above must all sever a portion of their own cultivation!" Lin Yu's emotions bordered on fury. He had to start by making an example of the Dragon Palace!
Emperor Cangqiong looked at his disciple, seeing through all his petty thoughts. This kid was practically wishing for his immediate demise, so that he might have a sliver of a chance to merge with the Supreme Dao.
But after all, he was Li Cangqiong's only disciple!
"I will reprimand the Jiang Family. The Dragon Clan will not fare well either," said Li Cangqiong before vanishing on the spot.
...
Nine Heavens, Dragon Palace.
"That damned girl! What on earth is she trying to do?!"
The Dragon Palace Lord, Long Xuantian, was sweating profusely. Long Qianqiu had directly caused a monumental disaster!
To actually cuckold the Holy Son of the Cangqiong Immortal Palace? And now the entire Nine Heavens knows! This is beyond a simple slap in the face; it's practically shitting on their heads.
"Re...report, Clan Leader! A...a disaster! The...the Emperor from Cangqiong Dao Palace has come to demand justice! He...he demands justice from our Dragon Palace! The Emperor's decree... all Dragon Clan members are to be demoted to mortals! Great Emperors and Immortals must all sever a portion of their cultivation!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the powerful figures of the Dragon Palace present felt their scalps go numb.
All demoted to commoners? And Great Emperors and Immortals must all sever their cultivation???
Ordinary people are one thing, but for a Great Emperor to sever their cultivation... is equivalent to directly cutting off their future path to the Great Dao!
Even a powerhouse at the Third-Life Emperor Realm would fall from the Peerless Emperor Realm upon severing their cultivation, with no hope of achieving immortality for life.
For an Immortal, severing their cultivation means losing one True Fate, halting their progress forever.
If this were truly carried out, their Dragon Palace would immediately fall from a top-tier force in the Nine Heavens to a second-rate one.
"Wh...what? The Emperor? I request an audience with the Emperor! Long Qianqiu severed all ties with our Dragon Palace long ago! This matter has nothing to do with us!" Long Xuantian panicked.
What a joke? Sever one of his True Fates?
He was currently at the Three-Calamity Immortal Lord realm. Severing his cultivation would immediately drop him to Two-Calamities, with no chance of ever breaking through again—more agonizing than death itself.
As they hesitated, an indifferent voice echoed above the Dragon Palace, "You have three breaths. Otherwise, when this Emperor acts... not a soul in the Dragon Palace will be left."
In the sky, a cold, gigantic face formed from immortal energy slowly coalesced.
The pressure of an Emperor's might suffocated all members of the Dragon Clan, especially Long Xuantian.
Truly, disaster strikes from the heavens while one sits peacefully at home!
Long Qianqiu caused the trouble, so go find her! What's the point of blaming our entire Dragon Clan?
"Three!"
The cold, merciless voice reverberated across hundreds of surrounding provinces.
Once an Emperor acted, forget the Dragon Palace... even these lands would likely suffer disaster!
Long Xuantian gritted his teeth fiercely and forcefully severed a portion of the immortal essence within his body!
Instantly, the fall of an immortal triggered terrifying celestial phenomena. Blood rain began to fall over the Dragon Palace, as if mourning this immortal.
True Fate -1!
Long Xuantian's aura instantly withered. Seeing this, the other Dragon Clan powerhouses also gritted their teeth, their hatred for Long Qianqiu reaching an absolute peak!
They had thought that after Long Qianqiu's bloodline breakthrough into a True Dragon, she would become the future hope of their Dragon Clan. Who knew... she would directly dig a massive grave for the Dragon Clan.
Then, all the powerful members of the Dragon Clan severed their cultivation!
32 Great Emperors, 4 Immortals, all severed their cultivation!
In the end, only a dozen or so Great Emperors remained, three crippled Immortals, and Long Xuantian, now a Two-Calamity Immortal.
Only then did Emperor Cangqiong's giant face slowly fade away.
"Where is Aotian? Where did Aotian go?" Long Xuantian forcibly suppressed his overwhelming hatred. He urgently needed to find Long Aotian!
Having suffered severe damage to his vitality, if he could extract that trace of thin True Dragon bloodline from Long Aotian's body within a short time, he might be able to return to his Three-Calamity Immortal Lord cultivation.
"Re...report, Clan Leader! Young Master Aotian... has disappeared! He said a few days ago he was going out to train... but we don't know where he went," a crippled Immortal spoke.
"What?!!! Contact Aotian immediately! Tell him to return to the Dragon Clan at once!"
...
"Where the hell did this send me? Is this still the Southern Abyss Heaven?"
A white-haired young man with prominent horn-like features walked across the land, looking confused. The place was littered with white bones, and the air was thick with red demonic energy. A mortal breathing it in would instantly lose their sanity.
Soon, Long Aotian learned about the Dragon Palace's calamity from the Nine Heavens network and couldn't help but shudder.
"Lucky me! I knew that Long Xuantian had a deathly aura about him, so I ran away early. Otherwise... I'd definitely be in mortal danger!" Long Aotian said.
"But that Jiang Che is really something else, managing to subdue even a she-tyrannosaurus like Long Qianqiu."
"Huh? Wait, that's not right. Long Qianqiu is my half-sister, so doesn't that make me Brother-in-law to Young Master Jiang?" Long Aotian's mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
Although he had a vague feeling that Jiang Che was not someone to be trifled with, if I kneel before you and call you brother-in-law... how would you handle that?
After all, one doesn't hit a smiling face. He was determined to latch onto Jiang Che's powerful leg!
Just then, a voice reached his ears.
"Tsk tsk tsk, if it isn't the Young Palace Lord of the Dragon Palace, His Highness Aotian. What brings you here all of a sudden?"
Long Aotian jolted, every hair on his body standing on end. He had run so far, how could someone recognize him at a glance?
"Who are you?"
The person before him had long black hair and features that were seventy percent sinister... a girl... no, a young man, with dark red demonic energy swirling all over his body.
"Holy Son of Cangqiong?!!!"
Long Aotian was terrified by the appearance of the person before him. Damn it... the one who cuckolded you was Long Qianqiu! Go find her! Why come after me!
"Holy Son of Cangqiong?" The young man frowned, clearly... he had no idea what the Holy Son of Cangqiong was.
This young man was none other than Lin Yu from the Mortal Realm, who had bound himself to the "Strongest Wrench System."
[Ding! Host has located a target for conquest! Long Aotian]
[Target Information: Young Palace Lord of the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace, possesses a trace of True Dragon bloodline, current 'Destiny's Chosen' of the Southern Abyss Heaven]
Lin Yu's eyes lit up. It must be said... this Long Aotian is quite handsome. It's a pity... he himself had lost that ability. But for Brother Qiang's sake, he was prepared to bend Long Aotian, to be ready for the day he meets Brother Qiang.
That's right, he had rediscovered his purpose in existence through this 'Strongest Wrench System'!
Before meeting Brother Qiang, he would bend a whole bunch of Sons of Destiny for him......
"You... what are you trying to do?" For some reason, Long Aotian suddenly felt a sense of dread tightening in his gut, as if he had been targeted by some unspeakable terror.
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?"
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?!
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!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
