The underground boxing arena.
After everyone had left, the chubby referee quietly took out his phone and dialed a string of numbers—though the caller ID displayed nothing but garbled code.
"Hello, Boss Nie. Red Poison has been defeated. His current condition is unknown."
Far away, in a seaside villa in Yunzhou City.
A middle-aged man with graying temples frowned as he held the phone. "What happened? Explain it to me in detail."
"Some kid showed up at our underground boxing ring—insanely strong. He used the Fang family's Flash Fist technique and took down Red Poison in just five punches, leaving him coughing up blood."
The man gazed at the ocean view through the glass, his tone indifferent. "What’s his background?"
"Name’s An Yi, looks about twenty. Limited info so far, but according to our investigation, he’s a freshman at Donghai University."
"A freshman? Dig deeper. I want everything on him."
Hanging up, the man’s mood shifted slightly.
Twenty years old—at that age, most would have just begun dabbling in ancient martial arts. Yet this kid took down Red Poison, meaning his strength was at least at the Mingjin level.
"Truly, heroes emerge from the young. Jiangbei City is getting more interesting by the day."
The man smiled faintly.
His name was Nie Chengwen. But because it sounded too refined for his tastes, he preferred to be called Boss Nie.
A name that commanded fear across the entire southeastern province.
"Boss Nie, who was that?"
Behind him, a long-legged mixed-race beauty wrapped her arms around his broad frame, pressing her head against his back as her hands wandered toward the knot of his bathrobe.
"Enough playing. It’s time to begin the plan."
Boss Nie untangled her arms and walked over to a whiteboard, where he wrote down "An Yi" with a marker.
The board was already filled with various names. And if one looked closely, they’d notice—
"Lin Chen" was among them.
The mixed-race beauty sipped her coffee, watching as Boss Nie placed An Yi’s name near the top. She smirked. "Seems like you think highly of this kid."
"No. He’s a problem."
Boss Nie stared at the name, his eyes turning icy.
His instincts were never wrong.
This kid would never work for him.
"An Yi… I feel like I’ve heard you mention that name before," the woman mused, tapping her chin.
Boss Nie replied flatly, "His other name—or rather, his alias—is Night Emperor."
Her expression shifted slightly. "Ah. That explains it."
"Let’s just hope he doesn’t interfere with my plans."
Rubbing his temples, Boss Nie asked in a low voice, "How’s Qing Lan doing?"
The woman shrugged. "Same as always. That girl’s rebellious as hell. Who’d have thought she’d actually get into Donghai University? Boss Nie, aren’t you going to rein her in? Your daughter’s turning into a delinquent."
"Let her be. She never listens to me anyway."
Boss Nie waved it off casually.
The woman sighed, massaging her forehead. "Fine, I’ll have people keep an eye on her. But if something happens, don’t blame me. She’s got a grudge against me."
"Relax. No one would dare lay a finger on my daughter."
Boss Nie’s voice carried absolute confidence. A murderous aura flickered in his gaze.
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Jiangbei City.
An Yi’s rented apartment.
"Know what this is?"
An Yi pointed at the appliance hanging on the bedroom wall, grinning smugly.
Shen Muxuan looked up at the long metal box and shook her head. "No idea. What is it? Can we go to Aunt Zhou’s supermarket instead? It’s so stuffy and hot in here."
"Hold on."
With deliberate showmanship, An Yi pressed the remote.
Instantly, a cool breeze began to flow.
Shen Muxuan’s eyes widened in shock.
She had never imagined that in the sweltering heat of summer, inside this sauna-like room, she could feel such refreshing air.
The metal box on the wall had just shattered her worldview.
"A-An Yi, what is this?"
The cool air left her so exhilarated that she stumbled over her words.
"Come on, dummy, it’s an air conditioner!" An Yi gloated.
Shen Muxuan gasped, reaching out to touch it, her eyes sparkling with amazement. "So this is an air conditioner?! Oh my god, oh my god! It’s so comfortable! I never thought summer could feel this good! This is heaven…"
Watching her childlike excitement, An Yi chuckled and pulled out a box. "Got one more thing for you. Here."
Shen Muxuan froze as if struck by lightning. Her delicate hands trembled as she took it. "A-An Yi, this is…"
"A phone! You’ve always wanted one, right?" An Yi grinned.
He knew how badly she’d craved a phone.
Just a phone—no big deal.
"AHHH! An Yi, I love you so much!"
Overwhelmed, she lunged at him, planting a fierce kiss on his cheek before snatching the phone.
Working at the supermarket checkout, she’d watched enviously as others used their phones—watching videos, playing games, chatting, even paying with them.
To her, a phone was nothing short of magical.
Never in her wildest dreams did she think An Yi—a guy so broke he’d mooch dry buns off her—would actually buy her one.
An Yi stood there, stunned as if struck by lightning.
He touched his cheek where she’d kissed him and sighed inwardly.
Ah, the struggles of a virgin who’d never dated—getting flustered over a single peck.
Still, being rich sure had its perks.
This was the power of money!
Shen Muxuan was too absorbed in her new phone to realize what she’d done.
But what An Yi didn’t see was how her face had turned crimson, her delicate ears burning red.
BANG!
The rickety security door swung open.
Aunt Zhou stormed in, holding a bag. "An Yi, get your ass out here!"
An Yi and Shen Muxuan exchanged glances.
"Uh… You didn’t tell Aunt Zhou about the snacks, right?" An Yi gulped, hoping for the best.
Shen Muxuan tilted her head. "I did. I said you came to stock up and took some."
An Yi: "…"
The air suddenly felt colder.
Putting on his most charming smile, An Yi turned to the frosty-faced Aunt Zhou. "Ah, Aunt Zhou, I was just about to—"
"You little brat! Taking snacks is one thing, but you were trying to clear out my entire store!"
Without hesitation, Aunt Zhou smacked the back of his head. Then she glared at Shen Muxuan. "And you! I put you in charge, not to be his lookout!"
Shen Muxuan stuck out her tongue, wisely staying silent.
"It was on credit! Just a few snacks—I’ll pay you back right now."
An Yi waved it off casually, pulling out three thick stacks of cash from his pocket. Aunt Zhou’s jaw dropped.
Where the hell did this kid get so much money?!
An Yi proceeded to count the 30,000-plus yuan meticulously—left hand to right, right hand to left—repeating the process four or five times before stuffing it all back into his pocket.
Then, from his pants, he fished out three crumpled bills and a handful of coins.
With an air of grandeur, he handed them over. "Three hundred and three yuan. Count it, Aunt Zhou."
Aunt Zhou: "…"
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?!
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
