"Yue... Auntie Lin is doing better now, right?" An Yi spoke up.
Lin Chen replied calmly, "She's recovered enough to move normally. I never expected your medical skills to be this advanced."
At the time, Lin Lan had already shown no signs of life, yet miraculously, An Yi had managed to bring her back.
A wicked, arrogant smirk curled at the corners of An Yi's lips.
The max-level [Medical Skills] granted by the damn system were no joke.
He pulled up the description for [Soul-Locking Technique].
[Soul-Locking Technique]
Skill Description: A unique acupuncture method that ensures the soul does not disperse from the body for a quarter of an hour.
The explanation was still vague—what did "soul does not disperse" even mean?
An Yi roughly understood it as being able to treat anyone who had died within the last fifteen minutes using this technique.
As for the light-attribute spiritual injury on the heart? That was even less of a problem for him.
"The battle in Heaven should be wrapping up soon," Lin Chen murmured, gazing at the sky.
The distance between the two locations was vast, and if nothing went wrong, it should already be nighttime there.
An Yi smirked faintly and said, "You should have faith in Qianqian and the others."
The battle at Huiming Island had ended the earliest.
Bai Xiu, Little Ming, and the others were probably finishing up as well.
Just to be safe, An Yi had even specifically assigned Xiao Ye to one of the islands.
In short, this time, An Yi had mobilized every available combatant from the Asura Gate.
An Yi mused to himself—since the main quest [Wolf King's Revenge] was over, it was about time to flex his dominance and make this poker-faced guy submit.
But this poker-faced guy didn’t seem to be reacting at all.
"Old Lin, we’ve known each other for so long, and you still haven’t called me 'Boss,'" An Yi reminded him.
Lin Chen shot him a glance, then stood up and walked away from the beach.
"Hey! If not 'Boss,' at least call me 'Big Bro' or something!"
Watching Lin Chen’s retreating figure, An Yi quickly added, "If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as agreement!"
"Piss off!"
Lin Chen’s voice echoed from the distance.
"Stony-faced bastard, damn poker-face!" An Yi cursed under his breath.
Ding!
Main Quest [Defying Fate] Completed (4/9)! Evil Power Value +100! Reward Obtained: [Asura Divinity Fragment (4/9)]!
The sudden system notification made An Yi freeze for a moment before a grin spread across his face.
"That poker-face is finally dealt with!"
Just then, King Taishan, dark as coal, approached.
A smile tugged at King Taishan’s lips. "It’s been a while since I’ve seen the Young Master smile."
An Yi:
A sudden, indescribable chill ran down his spine.
——
Heaven Organization Base, East Gate.
Rose’s icy gaze fixed on the base’s entrance.
The gate was forged from reinforced steel—even their firearms couldn’t breach it.
"Move aside! Let me handle this!"
With a roar, Hu activated [Vajra Body Art], his bald head gleaming with golden light.
Boom!
The entire gate trembled from the impact.
Then, Hu passed out.
Everyone:
"It’s open!"
A burly man from the Righteous Faction, his arms covered in tattoos, shouted.
Sure enough, a gap had been forced open in the gate.
Long stepped forward, kicked the gate wide open, and unleashed a barrage of gunfire from his heavy machine gun.
"Charge, you bastards!"
——
West Gate.
"Ura!"
A group of burly Northern Su fighters brandished greatswords and axes as they tore through the battlefield.
The combat prowess of the Mammoth Corps was nothing to scoff at.
This time, they had brought only elite soldiers—the assassins of Heaven stood no chance and were instantly overwhelmed.
——
Inside the Base.
Mo Jiu’s massive axe came crashing down toward a bewitching woman.
The force behind the strike was terrifying.
Thud!
Yet the woman caught the descending axe with her bare hands.
The surrounding fighters were stunned.
Mo Jiu was at the Void Realm.
And this woman had stopped his attack with just her hands.
Mo Jiu’s expression darkened as the muscles in his arms bulged, veins popping—but he couldn’t budge the axe an inch.
This woman was strong—at least at the late Void Realm.
As someone who had only just broken through to the Void Realm, he was no match for her.
Thud!
Mo Jiu was sent flying, axe and all.
"Old Mo!"
Han Liang, who had been fighting others nearby, cried out in alarm.
"Pathetic."
Elmaiti—now wielding a rapier—moved like lightning, thrusting straight for Mo Jiu’s throat.
Clang!
A sword intercepted the rapier.
Elmaiti’s cold eyes locked onto the stunningly beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared.
"Shangguan Qianqian!"
Her Mandarin was heavily accented, but the killing intent around her was unmistakable.
She could also sense Shangguan Qianqian’s formidable strength.
Shangguan Qianqian remained silent, her expression frosty as she immediately launched into a flurry of sword strikes.
Her swordsmanship was like a relentless rainstorm—swift, relentless!
Elmaiti was no pushover either—her rapier became a blur of light, clashing fiercely with Shangguan Qianqian’s blade.
Xiao Yike was awestruck. "The Boss’s woman is this strong?!"
"She’s at least late Void Realm!"
The two combatants suddenly halted.
"You sing well," Elmaiti said, panting slightly as she retreated.
Seeing herself increasingly isolated, her heart sank.
Heaven was beyond saving.
Shangguan Qianqian’s gaze remained serene. "Thank you."
Thud.
Elmaiti collapsed, a thin line of blood seeping from her neck.
With the death of the last SSS-ranked assassin, leader Elmaiti, the century-old glory of the Heaven Assassin Organization came to an end.
"That’s it? Heaven wasn’t all that impressive," Han Liang scoffed, resting his rifle on his shoulder.
Mo Jiu, clutching his wounds, stood up and said gravely, "Heaven’s main forces were deployed to fight the Underworld. Only the weakest of the twelve leaders remained here to guard the base."
Han Liang’s eyes widened. "Wait—the weakest one still beat you up like this?!"
Mo Jiu:
He might not be a match for Heaven’s leaders, but dealing with a loudmouthed redhead? That he could do.
Just then, the faint sound of footsteps approached.
Everyone tensed.
"It’s me!"
Chen Bing announced himself.
Shangguan Qianqian looked at him. "Mission accomplished?"
As a reincarnator, she knew just how terrifying Shaliel of the Heaven Organization was.
In her past life, he had single-handedly destroyed the Underworld.
"Mission complete!"
Chen Bing adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, smiling as he surveyed the base.
"Tell those maniacs outside to stop bombing the place. From now on, this is the Asura Gate’s headquarters—let’s not wreck it."
——
Yunzhou City, Great Xia.
The battlefield was in ruins.
The Ghost Carving Sect members had long retreated, not daring to approach.
Boom!
A shockwave erupted as the two combatants were forced back.
The ground within a mile radius looked as if it had been plowed.
Boss Nie flexed the four metallic bone claws extending from his knuckles, his cold eyes fixed on Long Aoyun.
"You’ve gotten stronger again!"
Long Aoyun twirled his crimson blade, smirking. "Uncle Nie, after centuries, you haven’t improved much."
"You disrespectful little brat!"
Boss Nie’s expression darkened as green energy coiled around his claws.
Beep.
A soft mechanical sound chimed in Long Aoyun’s ear.
Tapping his earpiece, Long Aoyun grinned.
"It’s done. Do as you please."
With that, he sheathed his blade and walked away, leaving behind an oppressive aura.
"Boss..."
The Ghost Carving Sect’s guardian watched Long Aoyun depart, frustration gnawing at him.
Boss Nie narrowed his eyes.
"Let’s go. It’s over."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
