The T-shaped staff is an ancient weapon with a history spanning over a thousand years in Xia Country. Compared to swords, spears, and other conventional weapons, the staff is relatively obscure, and few are skilled in its use.
The pair of staffs in Lin Chen's hands were heirlooms of the Yang family, and their extraordinary quality was evident just from their material. Cold to the touch and incredibly heavy, their terrifying power when infused with inner energy was undeniable.
Lin Chen looked at An Yi with disbelief. This guy suddenly gifting him such a pair of staffs gave off the vibe of a weasel paying respects to a chicken—completely out of character!
Still, he accepted the favor.
Perhaps this guy wasn’t entirely rotten after all.
An Yi’s face was icy.
He really wanted to curse.
After adding a full 100 points of goodwill, it still reset to zero! These staffs were a total waste!
What was even more infuriating—
Last time, after he took the demonic sword "Dragon Fang," Lin Chen’s destiny value, which had dropped to 95, had climbed back up to 100 again!
Talk about shooting himself in the foot!
An Yi was now truly experiencing this feeling firsthand—it was downright suffocating!
Now, what he needed to figure out was how to get these "Cloud-Splitting Staffs" back.
Ding! The protagonist Lin Chen’s goodwill has returned to normal. Unlocking the main storyline quest: [Wolf King’s Revenge]!
A main storyline quest?
An Yi was stunned. So, only after raising that poker-faced guy’s goodwill could the follow-up quests be unlocked?
"Senior… can I leave now?"
The Dark Taoist, bruised and battered, asked weakly.
He had already handed over a treasure like the Cloud-Splitting Staffs.
Usually, righteous folks would spare small fries like him after winning, giving them a chance to make a comeback.
But seeing An Yi’s dark expression, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
He wondered if he should fight to the death.
As a dark-force cultivator at the Hidden Strength realm, even though An Yi had beaten him to a pulp, if he really wanted to kill him, An Yi would still have to pay a price!
"Since you’ve handed over the gift, you can go."
An Yi waved dismissively. "An old man like you has it tough. Be careful on your way."
What a kind soul!
The Dark Taoist wiped his tears with his sleeve, sobbing dramatically—though his eyes flickered with malice.
This kid was strong, but still too naive!
Mercy would cost him dearly!
The moment the Dark Taoist turned around—
A chill shot down his spine.
A devastating fist force exploded against his back!
Thud!
A dull impact echoed.
Blood trickled from the Dark Taoist’s lips as he collapsed face-first.
"Backstab—triggered Sneak Attack effect!"
Caught completely off guard, how could the Dark Taoist possibly resist?
"You’re the first person to trust me like this."
An Yi retracted his fist, sighing inwardly. "At your age, you should know better."
Lin Chen: "..."
"Mission accomplished."
An Yi smirked, dragging the unconscious Dark Taoist and tossing him next to the equally unconscious Song Yan.
He knew the Dark Taoist had a deadly trump card. If the old man had gone all out, the outcome would’ve been uncertain.
Of course, the Dark Taoist never expected this kid’s sneak attacks to come with a damage bonus.
Wu Tong’s eyelids twitched violently at the sight.
This kid!
Utterly shameless! Despicable! No sense of honor!
He had zero martial integrity!
What kind of influence would Fang Jueming have under him?!
"Fang Jueming’s improved a lot, huh?"
Watching Fang Jueming battle Qian Xiu, An Yi mused.
Back in the underground fight club, he was just a kid at Red Poison’s mercy. Now? He was already half a step into the Manifested Strength realm!
"Poker-face, where’s that bastard who wanted a concubine?"
An Yi scanned the surroundings, but Yang Heng was nowhere to be seen.
That guy was the mastermind.
Lin Chen’s expression darkened. "Wasn’t watching him. He escaped."
Yang Heng might’ve been weak, but his danger sense was top-notch. The moment he saw the Dark Taoist losing, he slipped away silently.
No way was he sticking around!
Dealing with An Yi alone was hard enough, and now there was that cold-faced axe-fist Wu Tong too?
No chance of winning—better to run!
"Damn it, all useless! Lost my family heirloom and didn’t even get the girl."
Yang Heng, now far from the Qin family villa, cursed as he walked.
He paused, glancing at his Rolex, a dull smirk creeping onto his face.
"Should be about time. At least the Law Enforcement Bureau’s side is handled. Didn’t fail the immortal’s task."
He knew tonight was just the spark.
Xia Country—no, the entire world—was about to descend into chaos!
And for the Yang family, this was their chance to rise!
Back at the Qin villa—
With the Dark Taoist and Song Yan dealt with, everyone relaxed.
Only Fang Jueming and Qian Xiu were still fighting.
Seeing the Dark Taoist ambushed and that shameless brat An Yi plus the cold-faced guy who beat Song Yan watching, Qian Xiu’s heart sank further with each strike.
He was the weakest here!
So, death was inevitable?
Fine. But he’d drag this kid down with him!
Qian Xiu’s eyes grew wilder as he swung the tombstone with furious momentum.
If it were An Yi, at the same strength level, he’d have a hundred ways to cheese this tombstone-wielding guy.
But Fang Jueming was different. His straightforward nature made him believe in his fists alone.
Boom!
His fist slammed into the tombstone.
Qian Xiu staggered back slightly, but Fang Jueming pressed on relentlessly.
An Yi’s expression turned serious.
He could tell Fang Jueming was using Flash Fist—but it wasn’t the same as what he’d taught.
It had merged with a bold, domineering fist technique, elevating its power further.
"Not bad."
An Yi was impressed.
This kid was a genuine martial arts prodigy.
Back then, with just two incomplete Flash Fist moves, he’d deduced the third on his own.
No wonder he was chosen as a protagonist.
Fang Jueming’s fists were now bleeding, the crimson staining his bandages.
But he didn’t retreat.
With unstoppable momentum, he threw his third punch.
Boom!
The fierce strike was blocked by the tombstone again.
Qian Xiu grinned mockingly. "Kid, you don’t even have a weapon. You think those fists can kill me? Go on, shatter this tombstone if you can!"
Ignoring the taunt, Fang Jueming’s eyes burned with determination as he twisted his body—
Flash Fist!
Fourth Layer Fist Force!
This punch was even fiercer than the last.
Qian Xiu raised the tombstone—
Crack!
The black tombstone split apart!
"Impossible!"
Qian Xiu shrieked, staring at the web of cracks covering the ancestral tombstone.
And in that instant—
Fang Jueming struck again! His fist tore through the air with a howling gale!
Flash Fist!
Fifth Layer Fist Force!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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?"
