Something’s off!
The glasses-wearing youth furrowed his brow in contemplation.
Something’s very off!
This wasn’t the first time he’d witnessed this scene—he’d relived it at least a hundred times. By the usual sequence of events, there should’ve been a twist by now!
That bastard An Yi was supposed to show up here.
Then, together with Yan Zhi, they’d face off against three demonic cultivators!
Yan Zhi would be ambushed, left severely injured and unable to fight.
An Yi would single-handedly take on the three experts of the Dark Force realm.
And finally—
An Yi would descend into a demonic frenzy, his hair turning silver, his pupils blood-red, wielding a black sword.
With Yan Zhi wounded, he’d slaughter the Thousand Taoist, Death Monk, and Dwarf Ghost—three Dark Force realm masters—shocking the entire Great Xia!
But right after the battle, An Yi would collapse from exhaustion and die on the spot.
This electrifying sequence was one he’d relived over a hundred times. He couldn’t be wrong!
He’d even memorized every line of their dialogue down to the last word.
Yet this time, An Yi hadn’t shown up!
Even stranger, the Thousand Taoist had actually noticed him!
Could it be… things were changing?
The youth adjusted his black-framed glasses, lost in thought.
The ending couldn’t be altered—that was the conclusion he’d drawn after thousands of cycles as a mere observer.
He couldn’t change the final outcome.
But today, it felt as though something had shifted the course of fate.
Today was July 31st, the last day of his cycle.
He’d relived countless Julys.
But this time, something felt different.
As if an unseen hand was manipulating the ending, rewriting it.
"Hey, Glasses! You deaf or just ignoring me?!"
The Ghost Dwarf sneered, his voice sharp.
The long scar on his forehead twitched like a disgusting centipede.
Yan Zhi glanced curiously at the glasses-wearing youth.
His ability to conceal himself was downright terrifying!
Her senses were sharp, yet she hadn’t detected his presence at all.
If the Thousand Taoist hadn’t spoken up, she wouldn’t have known someone was hiding nearby.
The Thousand Taoist studied the youth with a deceptively warm smile. "And who might you be? With stealth skills like that, you can’t be a nobody."
"My name is Chen Bing!"
The youth who called himself Chen Bing closed his notebook and adjusted his glasses. "Not that it matters—you won’t remember it anyway. By tomorrow, you’ll all have forgotten."
The Ghost Dwarf elbowed the Death Monk beside him. "This guy’s brain-dead, isn’t he?"
The Death Monk polished the skull hanging from his chest and muttered, "Careful. There’s something off about him."
The Thousand Taoist narrowed his eyes. "And what, pray tell, is a spectator like you doing here?"
This kid was no ordinary bystander—friend or foe, he couldn’t tell.
"Like I said, I’m Chen Bing!"
Chen Bing adjusted his glasses again, dead serious. "I’m just an observer. Don’t mind me—carry on!"
"An observer? What the hell are you doing here then?"
The Thousand Taoist’s expression darkened. "You’re asking for trouble!"
With a flick of his horsetail whisk, a gust of sharp wind lashed toward Chen Bing.
Clang!
A crisp metallic ring echoed.
Sparks flew.
A bizarre sword mark sliced through the air.
From Chen Bing’s sleeve, a curved, forked blade—like a serpent’s tongue—snapped out, effortlessly deflecting the attack.
"I told you, I’m just passing through. Why force my hand?"
He smirked, gripping his Serpent Blade. "But since you insist… I was getting bored anyway."
Yan Zhi shot him a warning look. "Run. You’ll die here."
"Like I haven’t died enough times already. I’m used to it. Worst case, I’ll just reset—tomorrow’s the deadline anyway."
Chen Bing muttered cryptically before adding, "This time, Captain Yan, I’m on your side."
Yan Zhi’s expression hardened. "Glasses… thanks."
"Ahem. It’s Chen Bing!"
He insisted stubbornly.
Something was definitely off today.
Chen Bing racked his brain but couldn’t figure out what had changed.
Logically, he shouldn’t have been detected.
Well, except for that one time at the Night Blossom, when a girl in ancient robes had spotted him.
She’d even snapped his glasses in half!!!
"Boss, I’ll take this four-eyes’ head!"
A Dark Force realm demonic cultivator roared, charging at Chen Bing.
Chen Bing scoffed. His Serpent Blade flashed like lightning.
A thin red line appeared on the cultivator’s neck.
Blood sprayed from his throat.
Chen Bing flicked his blade clean, his once-refined face now smeared with blood, giving him a sinister edge.
The other demonic cultivators froze.
A Dark Force realm expert wasn’t some roadside cabbage.
Out of their twenty-man group, only nine had reached that level.
Yet one had been killed in less than a second!
They hadn’t even seen the glasses-wearing kid move!
"What exquisite swordsmanship!" Yan Zhi couldn’t help but praise.
This unassuming youth might be far more formidable than she’d imagined.
Chen Bing adjusted his glasses. "I don’t usually enjoy killing, but culling a few demonic pests now and then isn’t so bad."
The Thousand Taoist’s squinted eyes widened slightly, his demeanor turning grave.
This kid was far more dangerous than he’d assumed.
"Finish this quickly!"
The Thousand Taoist ordered, his whisk lashing toward Yan Zhi.
"Glasses, I’ll handle the Taoist. The rest are yours."
Yan Zhi twirled her silver whip coolly.
Chen Bing nearly choked.
So he was supposed to take on the Death Monk, Ghost Dwarf (both Dark Force realm experts), eight more Dark Force cultivators, and a dozen lacklings—all by himself?
Was it too late to leave?
Reality gave him no time to ponder. Two demonic cultivators lunged at him from both sides.
Chen Bing’s Serpent Blade flashed.
Two thin red lines appeared on their throats before they crumpled to the ground.
His soft sword moved like wind—swift, silent, lethal.
"Who’s next?"
Chen Bing adjusted his glasses coldly.
"Me!"
The Killer Monk grinned wildly, yanking the iron skull from his necklace and hurling it like a meteor hammer.
Chen Bing’s blade met the skull—only to be deflected by its sheer weight.
"Let’s both take him down, then we can have some fun with the woman."
The Ghost Dwarf leered, unfurling a wire saw—his tool of choice for dismemberment.
Then, with a wet thud, he collapsed.
Blood pooled beneath him.
A youth holding a black dagger stood behind the Ghost Dwarf, calmly wiping the blade clean.
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...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?"
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
