"Sister Di Zhao! Hurry, hurry... tell my fortune too, let's see if it's accurate!"
A group of girls surrounded Di Zhao, chattering away as they asked for their fortunes to be told.
Di Zhao's head was spinning. She couldn't understand how these girls' minds worked. If they weren't Jiang Che's women... she wouldn't have even spared them a glance.
Back when the Ancient Heavenly Court existed, her personality had always been on the dull side. She rarely spoke and only had one close friend, an immortal known as the Lunar Star Lord, but she too had vanished into the river of history along with the fall of the Ancient Heavenly Court.
She was extremely socially anxious, yet she had encountered such a group of social butterflies.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Jiang Che's voice rang out.
"Husband!" Seeing him, Di Zhao immediately ran to Jiang Che's side.
"Wan'er, you took the lead in bullying her, didn't you?" Jiang Che didn't bother distinguishing right from wrong and directly pinned the blame on Yu Wan'er.
"You—" Yu Wan'er gritted her teeth. However, despite her small stature, she was magnanimous. She would endure it!
"No!" Di Zhao spoke up. "Husband, I was bored, so I took the initiative to chat with them."
Jiang Che shot the girls a look, and they instantly understood.
...
"Husband, why would you rather touch that evil woman than touch me?"
Di Zhao asked this soul-searching question with a completely serious face.
"Uh..." Jiang Che's mouth twitched. Was this girl getting jealous this quickly?
Jiang Che had a very clear understanding of himself. Although Young Master Jiang was incredibly handsome and possessed heaven-defying means, he wasn't narcissistic enough to think... that the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor like Di Zhao would fall in love with him at first sight.
She had brought almost half of the Ancient Heavenly Court's supreme treasures as her dowry, which even made Jiang Che feel a bit daunted.
To put it bluntly, the Di Zhao before him gave off a hazy, surreal feeling. He still needed time to adapt.
"Zhao Zhao, you've only just awakened after crossing a million years of time... Everything here is too unfamiliar to you. You know... even though you keep calling me husband, you actually still have your guard up against me."
Jiang Che continued, "I might be a lecher, but I'm not the type to take advantage of someone's precarious situation."
Di Zhao: "......"
Rarely, a trace of bewilderment appeared in her eyes. Jiang Che was absolutely right... She actually had no romantic feelings for Jiang Che. If anything... it was more like the relationship between a ruler and a subject!
"Husband, you and I are destined Dao companions, driven by fate... I will eventually fall in love with you and bear your children. You are the future Heavenly Emperor, and I am the Imperial Consort."
"Don't give me that bullshit about fate! What the hell is fate? The thing I believe in the least is fate!"
Jiang Che immediately retorted. Even Di Zhao hadn't expected Jiang Che to yell at her, leaving her speechless for a moment.
"Fate? What is fate?" Jiang Che reached out and waved his hand in front of Di Zhao's eyes. "Zhao Zhao, you are imprisoned by the origin of fate. Those who believe in fate... will never step into the realm of transcendence."
Young Master Jiang was starting his smooth-talking again!
Di Zhao instinctively wanted to argue back. Because she had already merged with the Great Dao of Fate and become the person who understood fate the most in this world, she firmly believed... that everything was predestined and no one could break fate!
"The fate you speak of is orderly, so its counterpart is disorderly chaos!"
"The Great Dao of Fate ranks sixth among the three thousand Great Daos, while the Great Dao of Chaos ranks fifth. Therefore, the future is chaotic and unpredictable. Everything must be viewed from a dialectical perspective. Those who hold fate as the ultimate truth will eventually be shackled by it."
"Just like Tian Chan, whom you look down upon. She always stuck to the righteous path in her heart, but ultimately became deeply trapped by it."
Although Jiang Che didn't understand what the laws of the Great Dao were, whenever he opened his mouth, it sounded just like the laws of the Great Dao. He could talk a straight line into a circle!
Sure enough, Di Zhao was completely fooled.
She really wanted to refute him, but thinking about it... the Great Dao of Chaos indeed had a paradox with the Great Dao of Fate in its core dharma, and the Great Dao of Chaos truly stood above fate.
Jiang Che's words were absolutely flawless.
"I..."
"Of course, I'm not denying your achievements. I just want to say... you didn't fall in love with me because of fate, but rather, falling in love with me... is your fate."
As soon as Jiang Che said this, Di Zhao's eyes instantly lifted, looking at Jiang Che with a sense of sudden enlightenment.
Jiang Che secretly rejoiced in his heart. With his silver tongue, she could try to learn from him all she wanted, but she'd be left speechless every time!
"Husband, I have been taught a lesson!"
"I didn't expect your understanding of the Great Dao to have reached such a level... It makes Di Zhao feel inferior."
Jiang Che looked at Di Zhao and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Look at this, what an obedient wife!
And right at this moment, a divine thought entered his mind.
[Young Master Jiang, people from the Demon God Mountain have arrived... They are coming to demand an explanation from you!]
"Demand an explanation from me??" Jiang Che was taken aback.
What an unfamiliar phrase!
Ever since entering the Nine Heavens, it had been a long time since anyone dared to look for trouble with him. Now, someone actually dared to come and mess with him, Jiang Che?
How novel.
"Demon God Mountain? What faction is that?"
Jiang Che scratched his head in confusion; he had never heard of it.
"Husband, the Demon God Mountain is the region where the God of Myriad Demons resides, located above the Nine Heavens. The master of the divine mountain is a Supreme Immortal Emperor."
The White Fox Immortal Venerable walked out. She glanced at Di Zhao beside Jiang Che, a hint of wariness in her expression. She had been in a deep slumber since the ancient era and hadn't experienced the prosperity of the Ancient Heavenly Court, but she could still sense Di Zhao's terrifying power. Even if she had merged with the origin of the Dao of Charm, she feared she wouldn't last a single exchange against her.
"A Supreme Immortal Emperor?" Jiang Che frowned. Why were Supreme Immortal Emperors popping up everywhere like dumplings dropped into a boiling pot?
Taiqing Sword Immortal Chen Taiqing, Evil Emperor Ji Qingyi, Demon Emperor Mo Shangxie, Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal, and that whatever Culinary Immortal... Now a Demon Emperor was showing up?
"Husband, the Nine Great Heaven Domains originally had nine Supreme Immortal Emperors guarding them. The Central Imperial Heaven has the Taiqing Sword Immortal, and the Demon Domain has the Demon Emperor. But nowadays, many Supreme Immortal Emperors don't involve themselves in worldly affairs... Naturally, the Monster Domain has a Supreme Monster Emperor, but... how did you offend him?"
Bai Susu's voice held no panic, because she knew very well... even if a Supreme Immortal Emperor came, they would have to kneel before Jiang Che's system!
"I didn't! Let me go see which old bastard dares to come looking for trouble with me."
Saying so, Jiang Che stood straight up.
Di Zhao, however, blinked twice, her mind a bit flustered. It seemed to be her fault. After all, just earlier, because she was in a bad mood... she had gone straight to the Monster Domain and, under the guise of slaying demons and eradicating evil, slaughtered over a thousand state domains of the monster race. As the Compass of Fate manifested... countless wicked monsters bearing evil karma had all been executed.

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...

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!

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?"