The moment this event occurred, the live chat exploded.
[Hahahaha, Senior Disciple Zhong is going all out!]
[My bad, I always thought you were a mole.]
[The light of righteousness!!]
[Bringing in skill modules? Then as a rogue cultivator, isn’t he doomed to lose??]
[Hard to say. With Bai Mu’s movement techniques, he could probably just run until the event ends, and no one would catch him.]
[Then tell me, how’s he gonna dodge Elder Li’s flying swords?]
[Serves him right, who told him to show off so much!]
……
Zhong Yi was stunned.
He had never imagined such an outcome.
For the first time, he seriously questioned whether his Truth Spirit Root had some hidden flaw.
“Brother Bai, this…”
Zhong Yi spoke awkwardly, his face burning with embarrassment.
“……”
Lu Ze’s lips twitched violently.
“I told you to just sit back and watch…”
Zhong Yi’s guilt deepened.
Before the module market became widely accessible, most top-tier modules were the private treasures of elite cultivators.
And these were their real-world signature techniques!
For example, Chao Wendao’s Nine Heavens Divine Thunder module, Li Moran’s Profound Ice Sword Art module, Zhou Yue’s Karmic Flame Dao Spirit module…
Though not as world-shattering as their real-world counterparts, after being adapted to the rules of "My World," each of these modules was a top-tier combat asset!
Even if Bai Mu was a master of in-game mechanics, there was no guarantee he could create such modules.
And even if he somehow managed…
Bai Mu was just a rogue cultivator—how could the Dao techniques he’d comprehended compare to these elites?
At this moment, Lu Ze was also nursing a headache.
But what troubled him wasn’t the possibility of losing.
Among all random events, the only one that could make him lose was something like Zhou Yue’s—randomly summoning an invincible entity.
Nothing else could bridge the gap between him and the others.
However…
The real downside of [Divine Assistance] was this—
Players would no longer respawn!
This meant he couldn’t farm demonic points here anymore.
Losing over a hundred demonic points in one go made his heart ache.
‘Whatever, I’ll just have to make it up from Senior Brother Zhong later…’
Lu Ze smirked inwardly, already scheming how to reclaim his losses from Zhong Yi.
“Ahem… How about this? I know the effects of their skill modules. I’ll explain them all to you, and you just focus on surviving their pursuit for the next half-hour… Deal?”
Zhong Yi suggested.
“No need.”
Lu Ze shook his head, his tone brimming with confidence.
“They can’t beat me.”
……
……
Meanwhile.
The sudden random event had drastically shifted the battlefield!
Every player present couldn’t help but grin in anticipation of victory.
Purple Team Base.
“Heh heh heh…”
“HAHAHAHA!!”
Xu Huoyao didn’t hesitate to load his [Heart-Devouring Black Flame] module. Purple-black flames erupted around his fists as he smashed them against the obsidian blocks.
The indestructible obsidian slowly cracked under his relentless assault!
“Bai Mu!”
“You’re dead!!”
……
Red Team Base.
“Unfilial disciple, convert all your resources into swords!”
“Stone swords, iron swords, blacksteel swords…”
“I want them all!”
Li Jiujian’s face flushed with excitement as he loaded his [Myriad Swords Return to Origin] module.
For a moment, he was transported back centuries—to the day he first reached the Nascent Soul stage and slew his sworn enemy.
“You little brat, Bai Mu, I’m coming for you!!”
……
Green Team Base.
Shen Yan swung his iron sword experimentally, then frowned.
“Still doesn’t feel quite right…”
He sighed regretfully before casually flicking his wrist.
A massive golden hammer, pixelated from blocks, materialized alongside his blade and crashed down—
Shattering the earth blocks before him into dust.
……
Black Team Base.
A towering figure of black-and-crimson flames loomed behind Zhou Yue.
His gaze locked onto Bai Mu’s distant coordinates.
“Brother Bai, I owe you for the lessons in the illusion realm…”
“Now… it’s my turn.”
……
White Team Base.
Countless ice spikes hovered around Li Moran, freezing the very air.
With a soft exhale, she swung her sword—
The glacial barrage shot forth, piercing deep into the ground and leaving a crater dozens of blocks deep.
“Lu Ze…”
Li Moran whispered, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
“What will you pull out this time?”
……
……
Yellow Team Base.
Lu Ze scanned his module list, eyebrows furrowed.
Indecision gripped him.
“Which one should I use to crush them…”
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.
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?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
