What?!
Qin Luo?!
Luo Ya's heart skipped a beat.
That name was all too familiar to her.
He was the refined and gentle man who always stood beside Su Muwan in the Netherfrost Divine Realm!
But why would the Celestial Order Space take him in?
And aside from her own recognition of Qin Luo...
"Hah, so it's him."
A high-ponytailed girl from the Celestial Order squad chuckled softly.
"Qingluan, you know him?"
Celestial Pivot glanced sideways.
"Captain, have you forgotten?"
The girl, Qingluan, narrowed her eyes. "During our 'Bronze Cauldron Retrieval' mission, it was this guy and that villainous Chosen One named Su Muwan who interfered, causing the mission to fail."
"Well, not exactly fail—the Celestial Order Space revoked the task."
Hearing this,
Celestial Pivot's gaze flickered as memories surfaced—
Back then, he had descended into a minor world and, following mission directives, established an organization called the [Martial Arts Alliance].
He even became its leader.
His task was simple: gather all System-bearers in one place for centralized training.
Once they reached a certain level, suitable members would be selected to join the Celestial Order Space.
At the time, there was an emergency mission—retrieving the Bronze Cauldron.
But...
What should have been a straightforward recovery of a Celestial Order relic was disrupted by a Chosen One with a villainous destiny from that world.
That person was indeed powerful within that minor world.
Of course,
Celestial Pivot could have easily suppressed them, but doing so would have violated the Celestial Order Space's will.
Later, the Celestial Order Space canceled the mission, and they left that world.
Recalling this,
"I see,"
Celestial Pivot said coolly. "For the Celestial Order Space to personally mark him as a 'containment target,' this man must be extraordinary."
Luo Ya listened to the conversation, cold sweat trickling down her back.
Just who... was Qin Luo?
So he had already crossed paths with the Celestial Order squad?!
At that moment,
"Mission time limit?"
The captain of Star-Burial asked solemnly.
The black orb responded:
[No time limit, but only one squad may submit the final result.]
No limit?!
Everyone's eyes burned with greed—this was truly the ultimate mission!
"Interesting."
Celestial Pivot suddenly smiled.
He pressed his hand against the black orb's surface, and a golden light spread from the contract sigils across his body. "Celestial Order squad, accepting the mission."
Boom—!
A crushing pressure erupted like a tidal wave, forcing the others back several steps as they stared in shock at the teleportation array lighting up beneath the five members of the Celestial Order squad.
Before anyone could react, the light swallowed their figures.
The hall fell into dead silence, then erupted into chaos—
"Hurry! Accept the mission now!"
"Follow them! We might get lucky!"
"Yeah! Any wish granted! Hahaha!! I can finally go home!!"
Luo Ya's Squad 123 naturally accepted the mission as well.
But...
Luo Ya clenched her fists, Qin Luo's faintly mocking smile flashing in her mind.
Something told her... this was going to be a disaster...
......
......
Netherfrost Divine Realm.
On a floating island, the setting sun cast an orange-red glow across the horizon.
The crackle of charcoal filled the air, the aroma of roasting meat mingling with the sizzle of dripping fat.
"Dean! This piece is ready!"
Xiao Tian eagerly held up a skewer of glistening spirit beast meat, presenting it to Qin Luo like a treasure.
Qin Luo accepted it with a smile and passed it to Su Muwan beside him. "Milady, care to try?"
Su Muwan, lounging lazily on a recliner, perked up at the offer.
She took the skewer, took a bite, and hummed in satisfaction. "Mmm~ Not bad!"
"Hehe, I grilled it! Madam Dean!"
Xiao Tian puffed out his chest proudly.
Madam Dean?
Su Muwan arched an eyebrow, then nodded approvingly. "Good phrasing. Go see Dr. Ya for two lollipops."
"Th-Thank you, Madam Dean!!"
Wang Yong and Feng Yueke sat nearby, one flipping the meat while the other seasoned it, working in perfect sync.
Laughter filled the floating island, even the usually stern Li Mingyuan relaxing with a cup of spirit fruit juice.
However—
Qin Luo's smile faltered for a split second.
His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly as his gaze swept the surroundings.
"Hm?"
Su Muwan noticed his shift immediately. Tilting her head, she asked, "Luoluo, what's wrong?"
Qin Luo shook his head, forcing a smile. "Nothing. Maybe just had too much meat—feeling a bit greasy."
"Tch~"
Su Muwan rolled her eyes and took another bite. "It's delicious, though."
Qin Luo chuckled but said no more.
Yet his fingertips subtly brushed against each other.
For a fleeting moment, he had sensed something—an indistinct, distant gaze watching them.
Not from anyone on the island, but from... somewhere far beyond.
He tried divining the source but found nothing unusual.
"Just my imagination...?"
He murmured inwardly.
Qin Luo's eyes sharpened. His divination skills had reached a considerable level.
The fact that he couldn't trace anything only made it more suspicious.
What... could it be?
Just then,
Shen Fei approached, reporting, "Luoge, we delivered the Spirit Terminals to the Central Heaven Sacred Realm this morning."
"They'll soon realize just how incredible the Myriad Network is!"
Qin Luo nodded absently.
He took a sip of juice, the sweetness lingering on his tongue.
After successfully clearing Su Muwan's name in the Myriad Battlefield,
the hostility from the other realm lords had gradually lessened.
Sending Spirit Terminals was another step toward stabilizing relations between their factions.
Suddenly—
A thought struck Qin Luo.
He raised a hand and performed a quick divination on a random realm lord from the Central Heaven Sacred Realm.
Lei Zhentian, for instance—they'd interacted the most.
But the moment the divination began,
Qin Luo's expression froze.
Because Lei Zhentian's fate... was a death sentence?!
How? And it seemed imminent?
He immediately checked another random inhabitant of the Central Heaven Sacred Realm.
Death sentence!!
Another.
Still death!!
Wait, what about other major realms?
Death?!
!!!
Qin Luo lowered his hand, his gaze grave.
"This... is far worse than I thought."
The Central Heaven Sacred Realm was on the brink of catastrophe.
No—perhaps not just them.
Other major realms, even the Netherfrost Divine Realm...
Qin Luo took a deep breath, scanning Su Muwan and everyone present.
Though reluctant,
he performed a divination on all their fates.
One second, two, three...
Then...
Death... sentence...
Qin Luo's fists clenched, his pupils contracting sharply.
How...
"Luoluo? What's wrong?"
Su Muwan hurried over, concerned.
She pressed the back of her hand to his forehead, then suddenly adopted a solemn expression. "You're acting so strange. Could it be..."
"No..."
"You overate!!"
"......"
Qin Luo paused for a second.
Then he reached out and ruffled Su Muwan's hair, sighing softly. "You're the best, Milady."
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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.”
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
【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.)
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?"
