Accompanied by a thunderous sound effect, a golden light exploded above Zhong Yi's head.
"This... this sound, why does it sound so melodious?"
Zhong Yi was momentarily stunned before he felt a surge of abundant power filling his stats.
In the next moment, all of the old man's attacks were completely shattered by Zhong Yi.
"Li... Ang?"
Su Di'er, held in Zhong Yi's arms, trembled her eyelashes in disbelief.
Su Di'er was, after all, a Level 47 character. Converted to cultivation realms, that was the late stage of Body Tempering; she was on the verge of becoming a Qi Refining cultivator and officially stepping onto the path of immortality.
At this moment, she could clearly feel that the aura radiating from Zhong Yi was completely different from before.
Zhong Yi released his hands, shielding Su Di'er behind him, his face full of confidence.
"Su Di'er, you just..."
Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly noticed the suspicious look in Su Di'er's eyes. He abruptly remembered the contents he had read in the diary that morning and quickly corrected himself:
"...You just take care of yourself and be careful."
"Pfft~"
Su Di'er pursed her lips and chuckled lightly.
"Li Ang, hearing you say that really makes me feel safe~"
Behind the two of them, the old man launched another fierce offensive.
However, in front of Zhong Yi, who was also at the Foundation Establishment stage but possessed completely overwhelming stats, the old man was like a plaything, unable to harm the pair in the slightest.
Without any suspense, Zhong Yi instantly killed him.
The livestream chat quickly erupted into chaos.
[Holy crap, the streamer is this strong??]
[Trying to save face in front of Su Di'er, huh?]
[It's over, Zhong's image is ruined.]
[Strong my ass... as long as you use the forbidden technique, it's just a stat crush!]
[It seems like there's no choice... True Disciple Li and True Disciple Zhou next door also had to use the forbidden technique to fight.]
[As long as his persona hasn't collapsed, I'm relieved.]
[Is there a possibility that Zhong wasn't actually jinxing it back then?]
...
"Li Ang, I want to learn that move! Let me have a sip of that blood, please~"
Su Di'er grabbed Zhong Yi's arm excitedly, pleading in a semi-commanding tone.
"No."
Zhong Yi shook his head decisively and patted Su Di'er's shoulder solemnly.
"This is a forbidden technique of the Demonic Path... You must become a cultivator of the Righteous Path and rid the people of evil."
The young girl lowered her head slightly, biting her lip gently, and said nothing.
Zhong Yi fumbled around the old man's corpse for a moment. After obtaining the quest item, the mission was finally completed.
His killer level increased, and the level displayed on Su Di'er's forehead also instantly jumped to Level 50.
A gratified, fatherly smile appeared on Zhong Yi's face.
"Li Ang, what are you smiling at?"
"Before long, I'm afraid you will be able to draw Qi into your body and officially step onto the path of immortality. As your master, I will definitely find the best heavenly treasures for you!"
...
The moment they exited the mission dungeon, the illusion world once again entered a cinematic story sequence.
Li Ang and Su Di'er returned to their rented hut.
The night grew darker.
Su Di'er lay on the bed, while Li Ang slept on the floor beside the bed, maintaining a vigilant posture at all times.
"Li Ang."
"..."
"Aren't you curious why my name is Su Di'er and not Mathilda?"
"Mn."
"Because my mother's surname was Su, and I didn't want to take that bastard father's name..."
"Su Di'er sounds better."
"How rare, you actually said something to make someone happy..."
"..."
"Li Ang, you once said that once you kill someone, nothing can ever go back to the way it was..."
"If you don't want to be like me, seeing thousands upon thousands of ghostly faces the moment you close your eyes, it's best not to do that."
"But I..."
The girl's voice suddenly became choked with sobs.
"But the moment I close my eyes, I see my little brother's tragic death..."
"..."
Li Ang remained silent for a few seconds.
"Su Di'er, are you saying this because you want to hire me again?"
"No..."
Su Di'er wiped the corners of her eyes and suddenly revealed a faint smile again.
"Yesterday you said I was about to step onto the path of immortality... I think I'll be able to take revenge myself very soon."
"Also... lately, my dreams aren't always about my brother's tragic death. Occasionally, there are some happy things..."
After saying this, the girl turned her head to look at Li Ang on the floor, her eyes brimming with a smile.
"Li Ang, aren't you curious about what I dream of?"
"Not curious."
"Tch..."
Su Di'er twitched her mouth and pulled her head back.
Not long after, the girl reached out a small, petite hand again.
"Li Ang, give me your hand."
Li Ang didn't speak; he silently raised his hand.
Su Di'er happily grasped it in her palm.
"Li Ang, you're so good."
Soon, the girl's breathing gradually steadied, and the air finally fell silent.
In the darkness, the night seemed to condense within Li Ang's black eyes, and a pool of stagnant water suddenly surged violently.
He carefully extracted his hand from the girl's palm and slowly stood up.
Li Ang's movement technique was trained to perfection; he didn't make a single sound.
He put on his black trench coat, pushed open the door, and melted into the night.
...
At this moment in Zhong Yi's livestream, the crowd of cultivators, who had already begun to view themselves as Su Di'er's old father, expressed immense indignation.
[I can't take it anymore, I want to avenge Su Di'er!!]
[Su Di'er thinks she can take revenge just because she reached Qi Refining? She's actually no match at all...]
[The little girl trying to seek revenge on her own is going to get into trouble.]
[This Li Ang really has a heart of stone!]
...
Meanwhile, the darkness in the illusion screen gradually dissipated.
The story was still continuing.
Li Ang arrived at the tavern where missions were accepted. The tavern owner was quite surprised by his sudden arrival.
"Li Ang, are you in trouble?"
"No."
"No, you are in trouble."
"Boss, I just wanted to say, if one day I meet with an accident..."
"No, Li Ang, you won't meet with any accidents. You have great destiny upon you!"
"I'm saying, if."
Li Ang's expression was solemn.
"If something untoward happens to me, do you remember the girl who came with me last time, Su Di'er?"
Seeing the boss nod, Li Ang continued:
"If one day I am gone... please give all my money to Su Di'er."
The boss picked up the wine cup in front of him and drained it in one gulp.
"Li Ang, don't worry. You just need to trust me."
...
...
This segment of the plot was long, with a lot of dialogue.
Zhong Yi frowned as he watched.
"Why do I get the feeling that Li Ang is going off to do something big?"
Zhong Yi muttered to himself.
Li Ang's behavior in the story looked completely like he had made up his mind, appearing as if he were going to risk his life to accomplish something.
At this moment, the story continued.
The scene shifted to daylight.
Li Ang was organizing his assassin equipment, the atmosphere slightly heavy.
"I won't be gone for too long."
Su Di'er's face was written with confusion and grievance: "Did I... do something wrong?"
"No."
Li Ang paused slightly, shaking his head in denial.
"You did very well... it's just that this mission is rather difficult."
"Yeah, that's why I'm always the extra one."
The girl pouted.
Li Ang took a deep breath helplessly: "Su Di'er, ever since I met you, many things have changed... Sometimes, I need to be alone."
Having said that, he paused for a long time before continuing: "And you need time to let yourself become a little more mature."
Su Di'er raised her head stubbornly. "I am already mature enough, Li Ang. Now I will only get older."
"And I am just the opposite."
Li Ang lowered his head in self-mockery.
"I am already old enough. I need to become mature."
After saying this, he glanced at Su Di'er, then picked up his equipment, turned around, and left...
...
The plot had reached this point, entering its finale.
Zhong Yi obtained control of the character.
"What does this mean? I have to do the mission alone again? Why?"
Zhong Yi muttered to himself curiously, but he soon understood the reason for Li Ang's actions.
[Main Mission Updated!]
[Main Mission: Complete the assassination mission, avenge Su Di'er (I)]
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?"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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."
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.
