At that moment, An Yi finished gathering his power!
The black-gold heavy sword was enveloped in a brilliant azure spiritual light!
In this instant, the Fire Old Demon felt his very soul tremble.
An Yi charged forward, sword in hand!
The Fire Old Demon had no power to resist. Struck by the blade, the bone saber he had nourished for a hundred years shattered!
A shocking azure spiritual light erupted. The shockwave from the sword's radiance swept through, forcing back many nearby Fire Ghost Sect disciples.
By now, after his swing, An Yi's figure had already appeared behind the Fire Old Demon, slowly sheathing his sword.
Thud!
The Fire Old Demon's hunched figure, battered by the powerful sword force, was already in tatters.
His chest had been cleaved halfway through by the heavy sword, his heart pierced!
Having roamed the immortal sects for over a hundred years, the Fire Ghost Sect's Grand Elder, the infamous evil cultivator Fire Old Demon, had fallen!
On the other side.
Blood dripped from the tip of Bai Xiu's spear.
On the ground lay a tattered, hole-riddled folding fan.
The Heavenly Demon Sect's Elder Xu was dead!
Thus, the top experts of the four great sects had all been slain!
Dragon-Slaying Nine Swords, Third Form: Wind Chaos!
An Yi drew his long sword.
It transformed into a sky-full of sword energy. The martial artists below were enveloped, directly sliced into mincemeat—an utterly horrifying scene.
Bai Xiu was heavily injured. After killing Elder Xu, he was already at the end of his strength.
Yet still, no one dared approach!
Every flick of his spear tip claimed another martial artist's life.
Xiao Yike was undoubtedly killing the most fiercely.
Influenced by the bloodlust, the more injured he became, the stronger his power!
By now, he had charged deep into the crowd, his broadsword swinging madly.
Kim Jung-ho, the Crippled Wolf, was not slow either.
But he specifically sought out powerful experts to fight!
Elsewhere, Gu Changfeng, Ning Er, Tu Langlang, and numerous Asura Gate and Green Kite Pavilion martial artists joined the fray together!
The remaining martial artists were utterly routed, their faces filled with terror, having already lost the will to fight.
Even their sect leaders and elders had been easily killed.
What were they, mere underlings, worth?
Run!
Some martial artists stopped fighting, desperately fleeing down the mountain from the Green Kite Pavilion.
An Yi stopped, watching the fleeing martial artists, and calmly issued the order: "Let not a single one escape!"
"Yes!" the crowd answered in unison.
A faint glimmer of dawn appeared in the eastern sky. The stars in the west receded, and the silver moon had faded to a blur.
The sky turned the color of a fish's belly as a red sun rose slowly.
The sounds of distant slaughter gradually ceased as time passed.
In the dense forest.
Ning Haotian ran in panic, his expression frantic.
The Heavenly Demon Sect had eight elders in total; five had died in this one battle!
Without strong experts to support it, what difference would there be between the future Heavenly Demon Sect and those third-rate minor sects?
He had to escape. If he died too, the Heavenly Demon Sect would simply disband.
"Ning Haotian, where do you think you're running!"
Ning Er intercepted his path, holding a broadsword, his killing intent palpable as he stepped towards him.
Ning Haotian stopped and said coldly, "What do you want?"
Ning Er's eyes were bloodshot. "Tell me, was it you who killed father?"
"What if it was?" Ning Haotian replied coldly.
He knew that although his affair with Zhang Rou'er was secret, his foolish younger brother was aware of it.
Anyone with a bit of sense would clearly understand that he was the mastermind behind the scenes, so he simply stopped hiding it.
At this moment, Ning Er looked as if struck by lightning, staggering back two steps. His eyes filled with red veins, his voice hoarse: "So... it really was you!"
Ning Haotian: "..."
"You beast worse than pigs or dogs! Are you even fit to be human?!"
Ning Er stepped forward, the aura around him steadily rising.
Ning Haotian was terrified, stammering, "Y-you... what are you doing?! I'm your own brother! Stop, stop it—"
Sslash!
Blood splattered!
Ning Er sheathed his blade and said coldly, "Go. Don't let me see you again."
With that, Ning Er strode away without looking back.
No matter how heinous this person's crimes, he was still his own brother. Ning Er couldn't bring himself to kill him.
Ning Haotian stared blankly, looking up at the sky, a miserable smile appearing on his face.
Go?
His idiot brother had just chopped off both his arms and legs. How was he supposed to go?
In front of the Green Kite Pavilion's mountain gate lay the miserable aftermath of the battle.
Fortunately, they had held off the attack, preventing the flames of war from reaching the sect's interior.
"Hisss! That hurts like hell, you wretched woman! Do you even know how to bandage?!"
Xiao Yike roared with a furious expression.
Wu Susu's face darkened. Gritting her teeth, she continued wrapping the bandage around Xiao Yike's arm.
During the battle, the more injured Xiao Yike got, the more ferocious he became. No one could stop him.
The consequence was that he was the most severely wounded!
There wasn't a patch of good skin left on his body.
"Wretched woman, be gentler!"
Xiao Yike grimaced and shouted.
Wu Susu clenched her fist and hit him on the head: "Who are you calling a wretched woman?!"
"Hisss, you dare hit me?!"
"I'm hitting you exactly!"
After a tussle, Wu Susu finally subdued Xiao Yike, binding him with bandages into a mummy.
It was also fortunate this guy was heavily injured, otherwise she might not have been able to subdue him!
Wu Susu sighed. She wasn't interested in muscular men; she preferred delicate, handsome young men.
Of course, if they were very vigorous in that aspect, perhaps muscular men could be considered too.
"Had enough?"
Wu Susu patted her hands triumphantly, not caring if he was a patient or not.
Xiao Yike had already switched to his other personality, appearing delicate and shy, stammering, "Y-yes, m-miss... c-could you loosen it a bit? I-it's too tight."
Wu Susu: "..."
What's wrong with this guy?!
On the other side, Guoguo was clumsily bandaging Tu Langlang.
Her technique was awkward, yet she stubbornly refused to let anyone else bandage Tu Langlang.
As a result, Tu Langlang's head was wrapped in layer upon layer of bandages, eventually covering even his two horns. From a distance, he looked like an Arab.
After finishing, Guoguo breathed a sigh of relief and happily patted Tu Langlang's head lightly: "There, absolutely perfect!"
Tu Langlang felt a bit dizzy. His face was slightly red. This little girl was bandaging him head-on, standing rather close.
So, he kept inadvertently experiencing the tender softness of her budding youth.
"I... I only had a scratch on my forehead. Was it necessary to wrap this much?" Tu Langlang asked curiously.
Guoguo blushed: "O-of course it was necessary!"
Not far away, Gu Changfeng gritted his teeth, glaring fiercely at Tu Langlang, tears almost welling up in his eyes.
His girl in the bloom of youth!
She'd been snatched away!
"Stop staring. That's my future sister-in-law!"
Tu Yiyi poked Gu Changfeng's forehead, saying cheerfully.
She was naturally happy that her blockhead of an older brother had someone who liked him!
Over at Kim Jung-ho's side, the one treating him was Wang Yue.
"Young man, this physique is truly not bad! Back at the Joyful Red Pavilion, I rarely encountered one like you!"
Wang Yue gazed intently at Kim Jung-ho, her eyes like silk, her delicate body leaning closer and closer to him.
"These broad shoulders are just like the 38th customer I welcomed."
"Tsk tsk, these hands are so beautiful, exactly the same as my 275th customer's!"
"These eyes, they're like my 300th—"
Kim Jung-ho chuckled happily, repeatedly saying: "Thank you!"
He was Korean. His everyday Chinese for communication was okay, but Wang Yue was speaking with the accent of the immortal sect world, slightly different from the secular world. He didn't quite understand, but he knew she was complimenting him.
Moreover, the young lady tending to his wounds was noticeably more beautiful than the others, which only added to his delight. He was utterly oblivious to anything being amiss.
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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)
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?"
