"Shh!"
Wei Xiang's back turned ice-cold with fear. He set down his instant noodle cup, his face pale with terror as he frantically gestured for An Yi to keep quiet.
This was Rong City—territory of the Tianxuan Sect.
If word got out about snatching a bride, the Tianxuan Sect would have their heads!
"Brother Yi, maybe we should think this through. This isn’t something to rush into," Wei Xiang hurriedly advised, trying to calm him down.
An Yi shot him a glance. "It’s not your girlfriend getting married, so of course you’re not in a hurry."
"That’s not what I mean! I’m heartbroken about Sister-in-law’s wedding too, but this isn’t just any situation. The Tianxuan Sect has over a thousand disciples. Look at me—I’m an inner disciple, at the Transformation Realm. Pretty strong, right? But in the Tianxuan Sect, there are at least three hundred stronger than me! Fifty of them are core disciples, all at the Void Realm! And that’s not even counting the legendary elders at the peak of the Void Realm!"
Wei Xiang pleaded earnestly, trying to dissuade An Yi from his reckless plan.
Fighting a whole sect alone? Even the strongest couldn’t pull that off.
An Yi mulled it over, then smirked darkly. "Hearing you say that actually gives me confidence."
"They won’t send the entire sect after me for a simple bride snatch. Just a little opening is all I need."
"No, no, no!" Wei Xiang wasn’t stupid either. After a moment of thought, he added, "Brother Yi, think about why Sister-in-law is getting married in the first place."
An Yi raised an eyebrow at him.
Hearing that Shen Muxuan was marrying someone, he’d naturally assumed she was being forced.
Wei Xiang didn’t beat around the bush. "It’s related to the Heavenly Demon Sect. That faction is infamous among immortal sects—a den of depraved cultivators. And the Azure Pavilion? It’s renowned for its female disciples, each one stunningly beautiful. Especially the Pavilion Master, Mu Qingyi, and the Young Mistress—Sister-in-law Shen Muxuan. They’re drop-dead gorgeous, the kind that could topple kingdoms and outshine the moon. Ahem, getting off track..."
"The Heavenly Demon Sect is full of lustful scum who’ve ruined countless innocent beauties. They’ve had their eyes on the Azure Pavilion for ages. But with a Void Realm peak elder guarding it, they never dared make a move. Now, though, the Pavilion’s strongest elder recently passed away. On her deathbed, she worried for the Azure Pavilion’s safety, so she arranged this marriage alliance with the Tianxuan Sect..."
After Wei Xiang’s rambling explanation, An Yi finally grasped the situation.
"So you’re saying Shen Muxuan agreed to this willingly?"
His voice turned heavy. "Out of all the female disciples in the Azure Pavilion, why her?"
Wei Xiang shrugged. "Isn’t it obvious? She’s the prettiest."
An Yi’s eyes flashed coldly. "Then they’ve got it coming."
Wei Xiang sighed.
This guy was impossible to reason with.
"Let’s grab some food first. I’m starving," An Yi said, rubbing his growling stomach.
"Sure thing!"
Wei Xiang picked up his noodle cup and followed.
The two arrived at an inn under the Tianxuan Sect’s influence.
"Yuelai Inn. Pretty generic name."
"Gentlemen, welcome! What would you like to order?"
The waiter hurried over with a practiced smile. He had a sharp eye—one guest wore fine brocade, while the other’s attire was unfamiliar but clearly expensive. Not something the average poor man could afford.
"Bring us all your signature dishes," An Yi said casually.
When he first arrived in this world, he’d been broke. But now? Money wasn’t an issue.
Not that it mattered anyway.
The real key was the walking wallet behind him—Wei Xiang!
As the hero who saved the Wei family, there was no way he’d let An Yi pay.
"Right away, sirs! Please, upstairs!"
The waiter’s eyes gleamed with delight.
Such extravagance!
An Yi acted as if it were nothing. "Let’s go."
"Yessir!"
Wei Xiang, hearing about the feast, chugged the last of his noodle broth and scrambled after him.
Soon, the table was laden with over a dozen lavish dishes—roasted meats, steaming delicacies, a spread fit for royalty.
"Damn, this is good!"
An Yi tore into a golden-brown chicken leg, savoring the flavor.
This had to be a Grade 2 demon beast. No ordinary chicken grew this big.
The meat was tender, juicy, practically melting in his mouth.
No fancy seasonings needed—just salt and pepper brought out its natural richness.
"So good!"
Wei Xiang mumbled through a mouthful of roast pork, devouring it like a man possessed.
After stuffing themselves silly, Wei Xiang leaned back, patting his bloated belly.
"Ahhh, that hit the spot. Never eaten this well in my life. Thanks, Brother Yi."
"Thank me? You’re paying." An Yi casually gnawed on a braised pork knuckle.
Wei Xiang’s smile froze.
"You bastard!"
If he wasn’t paying, why order like a damn emperor?!
"I—I don’t have this kind of money!" Wei Xiang groaned.
This was the Yuelai Inn!
Every dish used premium demon beast meat. The bill would cost a fortune in gold.
Nearby, the waiter’s expression shifted as he sensed trouble.
"Relax."
An Yi gave him a sidelong glance.
"Some rich young master you are. Can’t even cover a meal?"
Seeing An Yi’s calm demeanor, Wei Xiang steadied himself.
At times like this, Brother Yi always had a plan.
An Yi wiped his mouth leisurely.
"You run east. I’ll go west. Meet at the city gate."
Wei Xiang: "..."
Run?
Holy shit! They were ditching the bill?!
The realization hit Wei Xiang like a brick. His stomach churned with nerves.
Meanwhile, An Yi looked utterly unbothered, as if this were just another Tuesday.
"Dude, we’re about to commit a crime. Could you at least pretend to be tense?!"
An Yi stood, flames flickering around his legs—[Blazing Steps], ready to ignite.
He was confident. If he bolted, few in this world could catch him.
As for Wei Xiang...
An Yi mentally scolded himself.
Focus! This is a dine-and-dash! Now’s not the time to get distracted!
Beside him, Wei Xiang took a deep breath, his stuffed belly heaving as he scanned for escape routes, determined to outrun An Yi.
His [Flowing Cloud Steps] from the Tianxuan Sect weren’t just for show!
"Get off me! Don’t touch this king!"
A sharp voice cut through the air.
An Yi extinguished his flames, glancing downstairs with curiosity.
Below stood a girl with jet-black hair and porcelain skin, no older than fifteen or sixteen.
Her delicate, doll-like features were striking, but what stood out most were the tiny horns on her forehead, giving her a mischievous, almost demonic charm.
Right now, she was surrounded by a group of leering men in gray robes.
"Well, well, little girl. What a feisty one!"
"Tsk tsk, that face—so pretty. Let me get a taste!"
The gray-robed men tossed out vulgar remarks, their grins widening.
The black-haired girl’s eyes turned icy, brimming with murderous intent.
Wei Xiang, mid-escape, caught sight of them and yelped.
"Holy shit! The Heavenly Demon Sect! What are they doing here?!"
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.
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!
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?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
