Swish!
The long sword sliced through the air with a sharp whistle.
The crescent-moon-like blade swept horizontally—
A giant serpent let out a shrill hiss before collapsing! Blood splattered everywhere!
An Yi sheathed his sword, walked over, and used a combat dagger to carve out a demon core. After a brief hesitation, he then put on gloves and carefully extracted the serpent’s gallbladder.
This was a treasure!
It had the same effect as the Celestial Star Grass, but even more potent!
Now, he was no longer content with being called "An Sixteen."
It was Scarlet Grass!
Using Flame Step, An Yi carefully plucked the fiery-red medicinal herb the serpent had been guarding.
The quality was impressive—a fourth-grade herb, no less.
A faint smile crossed An Yi’s face as he stored the Scarlet Grass in his spatial pouch.
However, these herbs were still too weak to suppress Shen Muxuan’s chilling energy.
By his estimate, at least a fifth-grade herb was needed.
He had scoured every fire-element-rich area in the Skyrend Forest, except for its deepest reaches.
Now, every creature in the forest—whether winged or four-legged—fled at the sight of him.
Along the way, An Yi hadn’t found much else, but he had accumulated quite a stash of third and fourth-grade spirit cores. Selling them would make him rich again.
An Yi unfolded a map.
Several locations marked by Mu Qingyi were now covered in X’s—he had visited them all, with little success.
Only one place remained.
This spot was marked with a triangle by Mu Qingyi, indicating high danger and advising avoidance.
Hidden Dragon Valley!
An Yi pondered for a moment before murmuring, "Then that’s the place."
When he first arrived at Skyrend Forest, he had heard rumors—Hidden Dragon Valley was scorching year-round, barren of vegetation, with hundreds of miles of crimson wasteland and occasional magma eruptions.
But in terms of fire-attribute spiritual energy, no place could rival its intensity.
"This is it."
An Yi put away the map, then tossed a fourth-grade spirit core into his spatial pouch. "Hey, Dragon Girl!"
The slumbering silver dragon opened its jaws and caught the core.
Emerging from An Yi’s spatial pouch, the dragon transformed—
Silver hair, delicate features, striking violet eyes, and an alluring, curvaceous figure with porcelain skin.
An Yi’s nose heated up.
No matter how many times he saw this, his youthful blood still boiled with excitement.
"I thought we agreed you’d wear clothes!" An Yi protested.
Before he could finish, Long Aoxue shifted back into a silver dragon.
An Yi’s eyes flickered with disappointment before he coughed lightly. "Well… this works too. One fourth-grade core to take me to Hidden Dragon Valley. I’ll guide the way."
"Two!" Long Aoxue countered.
"Fine, two it is," An Yi replied, feigning reluctance.
(Secretly, he had been prepared to offer five.)
The silver dragon surged through the clouds, twisting across the sky.
In an instant, the entire immortal realm trembled in awe.
"A dragon! It’s a dragon!"
"Heavens, a true dragon has descended!"
Countless immortals knelt in worship, gazing reverently at the celestial beast—their sacred totem.
"Hei Geng, do you see that?!" Bi Jia stared intently at the silver figure weaving through the clouds, his expression grave. "A dragon!"
Hei Geng’s pupils constricted. "Impossible…"
In the Ancient Continent, dragons were revered as deities of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom.
But they had gone extinct—why would one appear in this world?
"We must report this to the boss," Bi Jia said darkly.
The reappearance of dragons was no trivial matter.
"That dragon seems to be heading toward Hidden Dragon Valley. Could it be…?" Hei Geng’s tone grew uneasy.
Bi Jia scoffed. "Enough speculation. Our priority is capturing that girl with the Heavenly Yin Spirit Vein. Once we use her as a sacrifice to break the seal and release the Fire Python, even the top sects won’t be able to stop us. The Hundred Ghosts Sect will rule the immortal realm—it’s only a matter of time."
Hei Geng’s eyes burned with ambition.
True—with the Fire Python’s aid, dominion over the immortal realm would be effortless. They could finally leave this place after a century of confinement.
"Sometimes I miss the Ancient Continent. Wonder how those two are doing. Back then, Chi Bing pursued Zi Gui relentlessly, but she always refused. Now that they’re both in the mortal world, they’ve probably even had kids by now," Bi Jia mused with a chuckle.
Hei Geng shook his head. "Zi Gui was always… unrestrained. Even if there’s a child, it might not be Chi Bing’s. Oh, right—they go by different names now: Chi Xiao and Zi Xin."
"Once we free the Fire Python and conquer the immortal realm, we’ll regroup with them. How are the preparations?" Bi Jia asked.
Hei Geng smirked. "Where there’s reward, there’s no shortage of willing hands. The sects are already stirring. Capturing a mere girl from the Azure Luan Pavilion will be child’s play."
"By the way, the Demon Sect’s leader has been replaced—his son took over."
"That wolf cub? I’m not surprised he killed his own father to seize power."
Bi Jia chuckled coldly. "Human nature can be far more vicious than demonic instincts."
Heat.
An unbearable wave of scorching air rolled over them.
The closer they got to Hidden Dragon Valley, the more intense the burning sensation became.
An Yi stripped off his upper garment, revealing a lean, muscular physique.
Still suffocating, he removed his pants, leaving only shorts, but sweat poured down his body regardless.
"Temperatures here must be over 50°C (122°F)…"
The silver dragon’s breathing grew labored, its flight slowing noticeably.
"I demand three fourth-grade cores!" Long Aoxue’s strained voice rang out.
An Yi wiped his brow and nodded. "Deal. Keep going!"
As they approached the chasm ahead,
a blistering updraft seared the air, wisps of steam rising from the cracked earth.
The ground temperature had reached terrifying levels.
"I can’t go on," Long Aoxue gasped.
In a flash of light, she retreated into An Yi’s body.
"Hey! Hey!"
An Yi plummeted mid-air before activating Flame Step to stabilize himself, scowling. "We’re not there yet! I’m deducting one core!"
"Fine, deduct it. I’m not going any farther," she retorted stubbornly.
Pushing deeper would scorch her scales.
An Yi landed, his limited-edition sneakers (worth 1,288 yuan) beginning to melt at the soles, sizzling with smoke.
"Damn…"
But the fire-attribute spiritual energy here was unparalleled.
Places like this often birthed heaven-defying treasures.
Deep in the magma,
a colossal Fire Python stirred.
It cracked open an eye, then lazily shut it again.
After a millennium of imprisonment, it had grown indifferent to intruders.
An Yi took two steps forward, eyeing the vast chasm with a frown.
A sealing barrier blocked his path.
But with maxed-out Lockpicking skills, this was no obstacle.
An Yi pressed his palm against the barrier and grinned fiercely. "Break for me!"
Crack!
The ancient seal shrouding the valley shattered instantly.
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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."
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?"
