Fifty immortal artifacts?!!!
And they must be at least Three-Tribulation immortal artifacts, with no two having the same special effects?
This was no longer just daylight robbery!
"Jiang Che! Do you know what you are saying? Fifty Three-Tribulation immortal artifacts... Even during the Ancient Heavenly Court era, the 'Heavenly Forging Immortal Pavilion', which was said to control all immortal artifacts in the world, could never forge that many at once. And you want me to forge them all by myself?"
Immortal Venerable Tiangong was genuinely so angry that he laughed.
"Young Master Jiang! Your cultivation might still be shallow, and you've seen very few immortal artifacts... Or perhaps your horizons aren't broad enough, and you simply don't know just how precious immortal artifacts truly are..."
However, Immortal Venerable Tiangong's words made Jiang Che laugh.
"Wait... You're saying I've seen very few immortal artifacts?" Jiang Che pointed a finger at himself and chuckled.
Immortal Venerable Tiangong didn't speak, but in the next second... he was completely stunned.
With a wave of Jiang Che's hand, countless sabers, spears, axes, halberds, hooks, forks, and swords poured out from his spatial ring...
All of them were dharma treasures, and every single one exuded a terrifying immortal aura. Shockingly, they were all immortal artifacts!!!
And their grades were not low either!
Jiang Che spread his hands. Oh, how lonely it was to be invincible!
Saying he hadn't seen immortal artifacts? This guy really had no idea who he was talking to.
He might not have a ton of immortal artifacts on hand, but he definitely had at least a hundred.
Not to mention those immortal ancestors of the Jiang family. Those old geezers were real penny-pinchers; asking them for an immortal artifact was like asking for their lives. But there were so many of them that even with just one from each, Jiang Che had already collected thirty immortal artifacts.
The main bulk, however, came from the Dragon Race's treasure. The treasure left behind by that Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor level True Dragon spirit alone contained at least forty immortal artifacts!
Then there was the ring that Immortal Fengmo gave to Jiang Yueye, which also contained over a dozen immortal artifacts.
Right now, they all flew out!
Leading the pack, naturally, was Jiang Che's Immortal Binding Rope!
Although the Immortal Binding Rope was also an immortal artifact, it was, after all, a top-tier one that had been famous since the Ancient Heavenly Court era, reaching the level of a Six-Tribulation Emperor artifact.
"This—"
Immortal Venerable Tiangong's eyes were dazzled. His entire body went numb!
His CPU was struggling to process it all. There were immortal artifacts everywhere! Even the Immortal Artifact Hall of their Tiangong Immortal Sect might not have this many.
One had to know that their Tiangong Immortal Sect was inherited from the Heavenly Forging Immortal Pavilion of the Ancient Heavenly Court era. Their forging techniques were unique, and they had forged immortal artifacts for countless generations of Immortal Emperors and Immortal Venerables.
"Immortal Binding Rope??? A Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor artifact? It's actually the real Immortal Binding Rope? Didn't it disappear along with the Ancient Heavenly Court? How could it be in your hands!"
The old man's face was filled with horror and shock!
"Ancient Origin Sea Suppressing Pestle? The supreme immortal artifact of the Dragon Race? Wasn't it in the hands of that True Dragon spirit? Where did you get that from?"
"Four Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor artifacts? Seven Five-Tribulation immortal artifacts? Nineteen Four-Tribulation immortal artifacts..."
The old sect master of the Tiangong Immortal Sect had truly had his eyes opened today.
As a Forging Immortal Venerable, his greatest wish in life was to see all the top-tier immortal artifacts in the world. Ideally, he wanted to transcend his cultivation and forge a supreme dharma treasure that stood above all immortal artifacts!
With a swish, Jiang Che collected all the immortal artifacts back into his bag.
"Hey, I haven't finished looking..." The old man rushed in front of Jiang Che in a panic.
"Gone!" Jiang Che spread his hands with a cheeky expression. "The immortal artifacts flew away."
"......"
Immortal Venerable Tiangong fell silent for a moment before laughing out loud. "Young Master Jiang, carrying so many immortal artifacts, aren't you afraid of being robbed? I am a Five-Tribulation Immortal Venerable. If I wanted to snatch the immortal artifacts from your hands... it would be far too easy."
"An innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth. I wonder if you understand this principle, Young Master?"
"If I truly wanted to make a move against you, those immortals of the Jiang family wouldn't be able to protect you at all."
He had indeed entertained the thought of robbing him!
This kid was a freaking walking fat sheep.
No, even a fat sheep would headbutt someone when pushed into a corner. But with Jiang Che's Nirvana Realm strength, he was at best just an ant.
Jiang Che chuckled softly, his gaze sizing up the old man in front of him. "What? You want to murder me and steal my treasures?"
"I have a bit of that thought," the old man said slowly. In an instant, he had even enveloped the entire area with his immortal power to prevent Jiang Che from escaping.
But he didn't make a move. After all... Jiang Che was simply too bizarre, and the old man had always been a cautious person.
"Then I don't recommend you make a move, because if you do... there won't be anyone left to forge immortal artifacts for me."
Jiang Che crossed his legs, not panicking in the slightest.
"Oh right, what was the name of the last person who wanted to make a move against me? I think it was Immortal Emperor Cangqiong!"
"Oh, wait, no. He's no longer called Immortal Emperor Cangqiong. It should be Immortal Venerable Cangqiong now, haha." Jiang Che slapped his thigh.
Immortal Venerable Tiangong: "......"
"Hahaha, are you saying... that old boy Li Cangqiong's true life was cut down by you?" The old man burst into loud laughter, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
However, in the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.
In Jiang Che's hand, an ethereal, transparent orb of light inexplicably appeared. The sphere exuded an extremely profound aura, carrying the might of the Great Dao... It even made the handsome young man before him emanate an air of a born supreme sovereign.
The Supreme Great Dao!!!
"This—" The old man's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
The aura of the Great Dao Origin!!!!!
He actually just casually brought it out like this?
As a Five-Tribulation Immortal Venerable, Immortal Venerable Tiangong had long begun searching for the Great Dao Origin. He cultivated the Tiangong Great Dao. Almost all immortals, after surviving their second tribulation, would start searching for the Great Dao Origin in pursuit of eternal life!
However, less than one in ten thousand immortals could find a Great Dao Origin. Over millions of years, how many immortals had been born? Saying there were hundreds of thousands would probably be an understatement.
But even for a Six-Tribulation Immortal Emperor... without a Great Dao Origin, their lifespan would at most be a few hundred thousand years. Eventually, they would still turn into a handful of dust.
That Immortal Emperor Cangqiong was a prime example!
He had comprehended the Supreme Great Dao and had been invincible for over two hundred thousand years. However, he had never gained the acknowledgment of the Supreme Dao Origin, and his lifespan was nearly depleted.
A while ago, it was heard that the Supreme Dao Origin had emerged, and everyone thought Immortal Emperor Cangqiong had obtained it.
But now—
"You... how could a Nirvana Realm cultivator like you possess a Great Dao Origin?!!!"
The old man was absolutely dumbfounded!
"Do you believe me now?"
Immortal Venerable Tiangong: "......"
At this moment, he only felt his scalp tingle. It seemed he had walked right into a trap.
Logically speaking, with Immortal Emperor Cangqiong's personality, upon learning that someone had beaten him to fusing with the Supreme Great Dao, he would definitely find that person, kill them, and steal their Dao!
For an Immortal Emperor, failing to find the Great Dao Origin was one thing, but finding an ordinary person was incredibly simple.
Yet, just a few days after rumors spread that Immortal Emperor Cangqiong was fusing with the Dao, he lost a true life. Now reduced to an Immortal Venerable, his state was incredibly pitiful.
Oh, right!!!
There were also earlier rumors that Immortal Emperor Cangqiong's natal immortal artifact, the 'Void Immortal Boat,' had seemingly fallen into Jiang Che's hands, and Jiang Che had even given it away.
Thinking about it this way... Immortal Emperor Cangqiong had definitely been taught a harsh lesson!
It might not be Jiang Che, but there is absolutely an existence stronger than an Immortal Emperor standing behind this kid. And above Immortal Emperors... there are only the supreme Dao Integrators.
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?"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
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.”
