"Oh my, Qianqian, your cervical spine really needs a good massage."
An Yi awkwardly changed the subject, reaching his hands toward Shangguan Qianqian's snow-white neck.
Enjoying An Yi's massage, Shangguan Qianqian asked softly, "Are you really planning to return to the Ancient Continent?"
She had heard An Yi mention the Ancient Continent before.
She also knew that sooner or later, An Yi would return there.
"Yeah, now that the Hundred Ghosts Sect has been dealt with, I plan to go back once everything here is settled," An Yi said slowly.
He hadn't figured out exactly how to settle things here yet.
In the secular world where spiritual energy was scarce, An Yi did not have much room left to grow.
He had to return to the Ancient Continent to regain his former peak strength.
Possessing seven spiritual veins.
An Yi could guarantee that even without the massive accumulation of heavenly treasures the Night Sect once had, he could still reach his former level of power.
However, even if he regained his past strength, he alone still wouldn't be able to make too big of a splash.
If he truly wanted to make those guys from the Ninth Heaven bow their heads!
He had to take control of the Shura Godhead.
In this secular world, he had one final goal, and that was to take down Long Aoyun!
Long Aoyun, Xiao Ye, and then, add one more guy he had yet to meet.
Once he completed the nine main quests and obtained the Shura Godhead.
Taking out those self-proclaimed gods from the Ninth Heaven would absolutely not be a problem.
But even if the Shura Godhead were given to him right now, it wouldn't be of much use.
A Godhead was the capital to ascend to godhood.
But the prerequisite was possessing a physical body strong enough to bear the power of a god.
Shangguan Qianqian said softly, "If one day you return to the Ancient Continent... I'll go with you."
Hearing these words, An Yi's hands paused slightly.
This girl...
"Continue!" Shangguan Qianqian's face flushed slightly as she feigned a cold tone.
"Alright, alright, I'll continue." An Yi's lips curled into a slight smile as his hands continued to caress Shangguan Qianqian's soft, fragrant shoulders.
He had to admit, this girl was truly beautiful.
On a certain platform, the beauty rankings of Great Xia's movie stars was an endlessly debated topic.
The fans on that platform would even tear each other apart for their idols!
But when it came to Shangguan Qianqian ranking first, the vast majority of people had little objection, and she rarely had any anti-fans.
On one hand, as the vice president of Yilan Media, Shangguan Qianqian controlled the source of public opinion.
On the other hand, that platform had been bought out by Yilan Media.
Shangguan Qianqian was the impeccable top-tier star of the Great Xia entertainment industry! The dream goddess of countless men!
"How does it feel?" An Yi asked softly.
Shangguan Qianqian narrowed her eyes and said lightly, "It's alright... put your hands down!"
Sensing the coldness in Shangguan Qianqian's voice, An Yi still chose not to let go.
Never abandon, never give up!
He was a persistent man.
Seeing that An Yi didn't move, Shangguan Qianqian rolled her eyes at him and simply stopped caring about him.
An Yi was having a little trouble holding back.
In terms of figure, at a height of 1.72 meters, she was the tallest among the women.
Her curvy, exquisitely graceful figure was absolutely the dream of thousands of men.
Supermodel figures like this were usually quite flat, but Shangguan Qianqian surprisingly possessed a proud fullness.
Of course, those stunningly proportioned beautiful legs made An Yi marvel even more.
But under An Yi's superb massage techniques, Shangguan Qianqian's face turned red and hot, and she let out a soft sound, "Mmh ah."
An Yi slightly stopped his hands.
Shangguan Qianqian stood up, her beautiful eyes that usually kept people a thousand miles away now filled with tenderness.
"Continue!"
Her voice was still cold, but at this moment, it was filled with an indescribable allure.
...
"Come on, drink! Cheers!"
"Fuck!"
Inside a restaurant private room.
Four young men were exchanging cups, drinking until they were dead drunk.
One had even fallen asleep.
To be precise, he hadn't been awake since he entered the room.
"Eat more, it's my treat!" An Yi said generously.
Qin Shan looked disdainful, "A net worth of hundreds of billions, and you treat us to this?"
"You cheapskate!"
Liu Dachao also had a look of contempt.
"You're lucky to have food to eat. In a poor place like Xingming Island, how luxurious of a restaurant do you two expect!"
An Yi rolled his eyes at the two idiots.
"Trash! With all that money, build a restaurant yourself!"
"So stingy, how did we end up hanging out with a loser like you! Pah!"
"Damn it!"
Noisy voices echoed through the room.
Although the current An Yi was an incredibly awesome existence that shocked the entire world.
But in front of Qin Shan and Liu Dachao, he still seemed to be that same slacker.
Nothing had changed.
Bai Xiu opened his eyes and saw this scene.
The corners of his mouth curled into a slight smile, and then he went back to sleep.
At that moment, a wine bottle was shoved into his mouth.
"Damn it, pour it down his throat!"
"I don't believe this kid Bai Xiu can sleep while drinking!"
"I... gulp... fuck!"
...
Xingming Island was indeed quite desolate.
Originally, it was just a poor backwater with pitifully few people, always treated merely as a scenic spot.
Now that the Shura Sect was stationed here, it suddenly became lively.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
An Yi walked by with his hands behind his back, winning a wave of reverent gazes.
So, he turned around and walked past again.
However, this time, he opened his storage space, and what poured out was an astonishingly large pile of building materials... as well as a pretty girl with long silver hair.
"Holy crap, how many transport trips did this save? The Boss is mighty!"
"The Boss is totally badass!"
Listening to the flattery of his subordinates, An Yi smiled calmly and unhurriedly said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Then, Long Aoxue lunged over and bit him.
"Why did you put so much stuff in there with me! You squished my tail just now!"
"Don't bite! Give me some face, my subordinates are watching!"
Puffing her cheeks in anger, Long Aoxue held a level-five spiritual core and followed behind An Yi.
By now, she generally knew that after taking human form, she needed to wear clothes.
So, she casually wore whatever clothes An Yi had placed in the storage space.
A baseball jacket and jeans; right now, Long Aoxue actually gave off a rather cool vibe.
"Where are Old Liu and Old Qin?"
Bai Xiu followed behind An Yi, yawning and asking listlessly.
His dead-fish eyes were still devoid of any spirit.
An Yi said, "The two of them are in charge of the construction of Xingming Island, they've already gone to get busy."
Unlike An Yi, who practically didn't go to college, Qin Shan and Liu Dachao were proper top students.
Some of the Shura Sect's handover and management tasks were handled by the two of them.
An Yi had conveniently assigned the construction of Xingming Island to them as well.
Bai Xiu yawned and said, "Nothing to do then, I'm going to sleep, I'm exhausted."
"What's the deal with your system?"
An Yi looked at him and asked directly.
Bai Xiu's expression froze slightly.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!

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?"

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."