Zhang Yuxian fully unleashed his Dharma Avatar, its overwhelming pressure blanketing the sky.
Lu Ze, however, faced him in a leisurely manner. He seemed completely unaffected, which surprised Zhang Yuxian a little.
A bolt of purple lightning descended from the heavens. The ferocious Buddha avatar behind Zhang Yuxian slowly dissipated, and the tension in the area finally eased slightly.
"Elder Zhang, you must not speak nonsense."
Zhao Wendao looked at Zhang Yuxian with dissatisfaction, his tone already turning somewhat hostile.
"Lu Ze is a true disciple of my Lingxiao Sect. His reputation is the reputation of our Lingxiao Sect... Are you actually slandering him by saying he has fallen to the demonic path!?"
Hearing this, Lu Ze could not help but curl his lips.
Reputation...
He had lost that a long time ago.
"A disciple of your Lingxiao Sect is actually trying to exonerate a demonic cultivator. What crime should this be considered?"
Zhang Yuxian was unrelenting, seizing upon Lu Ze's words about wanting to let that demonic cultivator go. Even when facing Zhao Wendao, he did not back down in the slightest.
"..."
Zhao Wendao paused.
Whether it was Zhong Yi or Lu Ze, both were his precious disciples.
With two of them speaking up for that demonic cultivator in succession, there was likely a hidden truth to this matter. Those street rumors were very likely not unfounded.
But sitting in the position of Great Elder, there were indeed some matters that were difficult for him to interfere with.
"Although this request is unreasonable... it is, after all, the reward for the first place. Delaying this matter slightly to interrogate him before execution is not completely out of the question."
"No."
Zhang Yuxian sneered and shook his head.
With a wave of his large hand, the massive array in the center of the Demon Execution Platform lit up.
The next moment,
the young demonic cultivator known as Master Qing, along with the mortal girl with a dirty face, were teleported directly here from the depths of the dungeon.
"Demonic cultivators..."
"Must die!"
Zhang Yuxian roared furiously.
Under the despairing gazes of the young man and the girl, Zhang Yuxian's ferocious Buddha avatar appeared once again.
Purple lightning surged at Zhao Wendao's fingertips.
After a moment of hesitation, he extinguished the purple lightning and turned his back with a complex expression...
...
...
At the borders of the Great Qian Kingdom, deep within the Sunset Immortal Valley.
A scruffy, burly male cultivator had just exited the illusion realm, exhaling a breath of impure qi with a complicated mood.
Qin Ming had just lent his spiritual energy to three strangers, his fellow cultivators, helping them to slay Shi Dan and save Su Di'er.
Recalling everything he had experienced in the illusion realm, he could not help but rub his eyes.
"Illusion realms, illusion realms... I always heard Old Huang babbling about this stuff, but I never expected it to be so profound and mysterious!"
After muttering to himself for a bit, he entered the illusion realm again and opened the forum section for This Demonic Cultivator is Not Too Cold.
Players were still tirelessly and enthusiastically discussing everything related to the illusion realm.
[Let me show everyone the paper crane my Su Di'er folded for me.]
[Fellow Daoists, let us share a thousand ways to torture Shi Dan.]
[Just cleared it, feeling complicated... I plan to start over. This time, I will never let Su Di'er temper her body and step onto the path of cultivation...]
[How is the illusion realm ranking? Can I get first place?]
...
After briefly skimming through a few posts and sharing his own thoughts, Qin Ming made another post:
[Are there any other fellow Daoists who need to borrow spiritual energy? Leave your names quickly.]
As soon as the post went up, someone quickly responded.
[Holy crap! Which number is this? Can you hold up, fellow Daoist!?]
[This is the fourth one, right... You are way too fierce, fellow Daoist! Will your spiritual energy not be overdrawn?]
[Immortal Qinming... Your Excellency could not actually be an immortal, right?]
[Me, me! Big boss, help me!!]
...
Immortal Qinming was Qin Ming's screen name.
Originally, he wanted to use his Daoist title, Daoist Qingming, but unfortunately, that name had already been taken, so he casually used a homophone.
As for his spiritual energy being overdrawn...
Merely sharing a bit of Golden Core realm spiritual energy was easier for him than breathing for an ordinary person.
Just as Qin Ming was about to help the fourth netizen, a highlighted post was suddenly pushed in front of him:
[The Past and Present Lives of Su Di'er: Will She Also Lose Her Li Ang?]
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?"
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.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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."
