Half an hour later.
【YOUDIE】
"Ah....."
"Ah!!!!"
Su Muwan stood up in shock, shaking the screen as she shouted, "What kind of joke is this?!"
"I can still fight!! I haven't lost yet!!"
"Useless Shadow!! Get up right now!!"
"N-no... I can't..."
Su Muwan turned to Qin Luo, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth. "I'm flying over there right now for round two—Wah!"
Before she could finish, Qin Luo pressed a hand on her head and chuckled helplessly. "Don’t do that, young miss."
"The fact that you managed to hold your own against three T0 opponents with just one Shadow creature is already insane."
Su Muwan, now subdued by Qin Luo’s hand, pouted and grumbled, "B-but I still didn’t win! My skills aren’t the problem—it’s the character!"
Qin Luo smiled faintly at her stubbornness. "I’ll admit that much."
"After all, my power level is what it is, so naturally, the Shadow’s strength has its limits."
"There’ll be plenty of chances for you to fight personally later."
Hearing this, Su Muwan quieted down as she saw Qin Luo patiently explaining.
Wait...
He... He only gave me this gaming device to cheer me up.
And yet, here I am, acting so spoiled...
Ugh, Su Muwan, you’re the worst...
With that thought, she bit her lip guiltily and tugged at Qin Luo’s sleeve. "I’m sorry, Luo... I insulted the Shadow creature you made..."
"And got him killed."
Qin Luo blinked, looking amused. "Oh, no worries. Shadow creatures are immortal."
"As long as I’m alive, they won’t die."
Su Muwan: ?
Hey! Give me back my emotional moment!
"Then..."
Su Muwan instantly snapped out of her gloom and turned to Qin Luo with sparkling eyes. "Qin Luo, Qin Luo!"
"Do you have any other Shadow creatures that are easy to control like this?"
Qin Luo snapped his fingers with a grin. "Of course, young miss."
"There are exactly eighty-one more where that came from."
As he spoke, the screen in front of Su Muwan flickered.
In an instant, the display changed to a character selection screen, where rows of newly crafted, ferocious-looking Shadow creatures appeared.
"Wah!!"
Qin Luo watched Su Muwan’s delighted expression with satisfaction.
A young miss who loves real-life combat games—utterly adorable.
...
...
A short while later.
Unlike Su Muwan’s exhilaration, the factions that had entered the ruins were suffering immensely.
First, an inexplicable black fog separated them, followed by waves of Shadow creatures of varying strength attacking them.
Even when they finally found an opportunity and defeated a guardian of inheritance...
Upon opening the jade slip, they were met with:
【Congratulations. The experience from this battle is the greatest reward.】
Bullsht!!!
Damn ancients, I&%&￥￥%@
In a muddy bog, several members of the loose cultivator alliance were trapped, unable to escape.
The bog reeked of decay, its dark-brown sludge bubbling and churning like a pot of thick, boiling gruel.
Zhao Feng of the Mystic Wind Sect was already waist-deep in the muck. He struggled desperately, using his longsword as a support to push himself up.
But every effort only sank him deeper. The sludge soon reached his chest, its revolting stench flooding his nostrils.
"Damn it, what kind of cursed bog is this?!"
Veins bulged on his forehead as sweat and mud dripped down his face.
A younger female disciple was in even worse shape—her weaker cultivation meant the sludge had nearly swallowed her whole, leaving only her head exposed. Panic filled her eyes as she flailed. "Brother Zhao! Elder Liu! Help me!"
Her frantic splashes sprayed mud onto the others.
Elder Liu remained composed, though his expression was grim.
Suppressing the urge to gag, he narrowed his eyes and scanned their surroundings for a way out. "Stop struggling—the more you move, the faster you sink! This might look like a natural trap, but it’s likely man-made. Stay calm and look for clues."
As he spoke, he cautiously released a faint pulse of spiritual energy to probe the area—only to sink a few millimeters deeper.
Wait...
Elder Liu relaxed his body and withdrew his energy.
He could move again?!
His eyes lit up as he shouted, "Everyone, stop using spiritual energy!!"
The others quickly obeyed.
Once they felt the sinking halt, they scrambled out of the deadly bog with all their might.
Moments later...
"Ugh... Ugh..."
"This is torture... Elder Liu, let’s just leave."
"Whatever reward’s here isn’t worth it!"
Drenched in foul-smelling sludge, they panted like drowned rats.
Just as Elder Liu was about to speak—
"Ah—!!"
"There’s a dead person!!!"
The young female disciple’s bloodcurdling scream shattered the brief respite.
Everyone whipped around to see a shriveled human skin slumped against a boulder nearby.
The skin clung tightly to the skeletal frame, its hollow eye sockets like bottomless pits staring straight at them.
Then—
Splash!!
The skin dissolved into a pool of black blood on the ground.
The horrifying sight sent chills down everyone’s spines.
"W-what the hell is this?!"
Zhao Feng’s teeth chattered—even he had never seen anything like this.
But Elder Liu, after a moment of recollection—
Suddenly!
His pupils shrank, his mouth falling open in shock. "Th-this... This is the work of a Devouring Spirit Demonic Cultivator!!"
His voice trembled as he recognized the gruesome signature.
A Devouring Spirit Demonic Cultivator?!
Zhao Feng and the others paled.
They remembered now.
The alliance had previously distributed information on the signs of a Devouring Spirit Demonic Cultivator’s attacks.
The most distinctive? This very pool of black blood!
But... why did it suddenly turn to blood?
Unless—?!
Elder Liu leaped to his feet, whirling toward the group. "We’re in danger!!"
"Run!!!"
"The Devouring Spirit Demonic Cultivator is right—"
Squelch!
His voice cut off abruptly.
The sound of something sharp piercing flesh echoed sickeningly.
Elder Liu’s eyes widened as he looked down.
A skeletal, iron-hard hand had burst through his chest, blood gushing down the arm and merging with the black pool below.
He choked on the metallic taste flooding his throat, still trying to force out his warning.
But then—
"Rip—!!"
With a brutal yank, the hand withdrew.
Elder Liu collapsed forward, blood erupting from the gaping wound in his back like a crimson fountain.
His body convulsed a few times before falling still.
Zhao Feng and the others witnessed this scene, their souls nearly fleeing their bodies in terror. Their feet seemed nailed to the ground, their minds blank, frozen in place, unsure of what to do.
They stared dumbly at the one who had struck.
Then—
The figure slowly pulled back his hood, revealing...
A face marred by frostbite.
Ling Yu, his features concealed by shadows, gazed coldly at the group and spoke indifferently, "Though you're nothing but trash."
"You'll do well enough to replenish my blood essence."
"Remember this."
"The one who kills you is called..."
"Ye Qun."
Ye... Ye Qun?!
Before Zhao Feng could even process who this person was, he screamed in terror, "RUN!!!"
......
......
Inside the Heritage Hall.
Qin Luo watched the scene unfold in the projection, a faint smile on his lips.
Good. The hunt... has begun.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?"
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.”
