At the summit of Mount Fuxi, Jiang Che's immortal boat hovered.
Inside the cabin, Jiang Che sat with his legs crossed, resting his chin on one hand. He looked down at the coming and going immortal boats and the Great Emperors hiking up the mountain... and revealed a smile.
Beside him, there was only one figure.
"Mengmeng, tell me... why are those female Emperors down there all dressed so seductively?"
"Shouldn't female Emperors like them be aloof and otherworldly, dressed in white and free from mortal desires? For whom have they put on this red makeup?"
Jiang Che turned his gaze sideways, looking at the woman who had remained silent all along.
Jia Mengluo, the female Emperor of the Jialan Clan, a Half-Immortal expert at the Third-Life Emperor Realm, and also Jia Ling'er's mother.
Of course, now she had been forced to become Young Master Jiang's secret lover. Young Master Jiang actually quite enjoyed this sneaky feeling.
After all, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a secret lover, and a secret lover is not as good as the one you can't get.
Jia Mengluo remained silent; her worldview had suffered a massive impact.
Looking at the devastatingly beautiful female Emperors below, they came from many noble families and great clans. Some were rogue cultivators who had proven their Dao and become Emperors through heaven-defying fortune, all possessing pride as high as the heavens. But now... these haughty female Emperors had cast aside their imperial dignity, putting on beautiful makeup just to win the heart of one person.
This person was obviously... Jiang Che!
Thinking back to the things she had done before, Jia Mengluo couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile.
How... how insignificant was a Great Emperor?
She understood perfectly well that the reason Jiang Che had summoned her here now was to shatter all her pride.
"Jiang Che... you... you are truly remarkable." Jia Mengluo lowered her eyes. Her strength clearly far exceeded Jiang Che's current level, and logically, she could crush him with a single finger, but all her pride had been shattered into pieces.
She had chosen to submit!
Jiang Che looked at Jia Mengluo with a beaming smile, then slowly raised a finger to his lips. "Shh, Mengmeng, count for me. Among the female Emperors climbing the mountain this time, how many are at the Third-Life Emperor Realm?"
Jia Mengluo slightly lowered her eyelids. "There are a total of... 582 female cultivators at the Third-Life Emperor Realm."
The woman's voice was trembling. The Third-Life Emperor Realm cultivation she had once been most proud of was actually so insignificant here.
"That many? Tsk tsk tsk... It seems my charm is quite great, for so many female Emperors to be infatuated with me. Tell me... should I accept them?" Jiang Che muttered to himself.
Jia Mengluo didn't dare to make a sound. The fact that she could still preserve her innocence now... was only because Jiang Che temporarily lacked the interest. If Jiang Che really wanted to lay a hand on her, she would have no way to resist him.
"Mengmeng!" Jiang Che pulled Jia Mengluo into his embrace. This female Emperor sat stiffly on his lap, her arms seemingly trembling, her blonde hair emitting a unique fragrance.
"I'll let you choose. To accept these female Emperors or not... you make the decision!" Jiang Che smiled brightly, his large hand starting to play with the tips of Jia Mengluo's hair.
So what if a woman was proud? What he feared least was a proud woman!
"I... I make the decision?" Jia Mengluo bit her thin lip lightly with her white teeth.
"Mhm!"
"How... how about not accepting them? I... I am thinking for Ling'er's sake. If you have too many women... Ling'er will fall out of favor." Jia Mengluo was so nervous that she even stuttered a little.
"Very well, then it's decided. I won't accept them!" Jiang Che snapped his fingers.
Almost every man had a desire to conquer. Faced with female Emperors of various beauties... they probably wouldn't want to miss a single one. But Jiang Che was already suffering from a bit of face blindness now.
"But since I'm not accepting any of them, shouldn't you pay a little something in return?" Jiang Che gently licked his lips. Ultimately, he extended his devilish claws toward Jia Mengluo, Jia Ling'er's mother!
Jia Mengluo lowered her head and said nothing more, tacitly consenting to all of Jiang Che's actions.
[Beep! The host has scammed the Jialan Female Emperor, gaining 100 million points.]
Eating the cake and having it too, Jiang Che was serious about it.
......
Outside the auction venue, the threshold of the Jiang family's main gate was about to be trampled flat.
"Immortal friend, this isn't right of you, is it? I brought my daughter here to seek a marriage alliance. Why hasn't Young Master Jiang come out yet?" A young man wearing a long black robe and with long flowing hair expressed his dissatisfaction.
The young man's face carried an inexplicable demonic aura, and a spider lily was branded at the corner of his eye. Behind him... followed a young girl. The girl had dazzling red hair, as fiery as blazing flames, yet her face was flawlessly beautiful. She wore a black dress, and on her snow-white arms, blood-red patterns could faintly be seen, baring fangs and brandishing claws... like an evil spirit.
"Immortal-Refining Demon Venerable, please calm down. We aren't too sure either... After all, you should know that the young master's current status in our Jiang family is like a crown prince! He has big shots standing behind him... We don't dare to rush him!"
A One-Tribulation Immortal Ancestor of the Jiang family wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The person before him was the most famous demonic path giant in the Demon Heaven Domain, the Master of the Nine Heavens Demon Palace - Immortal-Refining Demon Venerable. With the cultivation of a Five-Tribulation Immortal Venerable, he held a Six-Tribulation Demonic Weapon, the Chaos Ten Thousand Demons Banner. Within the Nine Heavens Demon Domain... other than that Immortal Fengmo, he was the strongest top dog of the demonic path.
His character was incredibly ruthless. Once, to step into the Five-Tribulation realm, he directly refined tens of thousands of state domains in the Demon Heaven to replenish his blood vitality. The number of living beings sacrificed was more than billions upon billions.
The Demon Domain of the Nine Heavens only had about a million state domains in total. He was an absolute super ruthless figure.
"Father, why waste words! Let's just tie that Jiang Che up and take him back to our Demon Domain," the little red-haired demoness beside him coldly snorted. As the daughter of a Demon Venerable... her temper naturally wasn't any good.
"Hey, where did your Jiang family hide that pretty boy? Let's not mince words... this young lady has taken a liking to him. Tie him up and bring him here at once!"
"Xuan'er!" Immortal-Refining Demon Venerable scolded.
Mo Lingxuan snorted coldly. She had been spoiled since childhood, and her temper could no longer be described as a little fairy; she was more like a demoness who killed without blinking, not even giving face to her own father.
"Jiang Family, right? I know Jiang Che has a supreme Immortal Emperor standing behind him, whom we can't afford to offend... but we came with sincerity this time. Not only do we want to win the bid for the forbidden immortal pill, but my marriage... needs to be settled along the way!"
"Isn't that Jiang Che a lecher? If he has the guts, let him come out and meet this young lady!"
Mo Lingxuan's arrogant appearance made the scalps of the Jiang family's Immortal Ancestors go numb. It was simply too hard for these old men; they had encountered yet another little ancestor.
Immortal-Refining Demon Venerable waved his hand, instantly setting up a barrier to block Mo Lingxuan out.
Afterward, an expression of helplessness appeared on the Demon Venerable's face. "Immortal friends, let's put aside the matter of auctioning the forbidden immortal pill for now."
"My daughter's marriage is truly giving me a headache." As he spoke, Immortal-Refining Demon Venerable's gaze turned toward the outside of the room.
"If I'm not mistaken, there should be quite a few Immortal Venerables and Immortal Lords outside who want to form a marriage alliance with Jiang Che..."
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?"
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...
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.
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.”
