Zhang Yuxian was completely unaware of this. Seeing the smile on Lu Ze's lips, he instead felt an inexplicable surge of anger.
"Let her leave?"
Zhang Yuxian retorted to Zhao Wendao.
"Can you guarantee that after she leaves, she won't enter the demonic path to seek revenge!?"
"Letting her go will only leave us with a future calamity!"
With that said, a reddish-brown cyclone condensed in his hand, instantly transforming into the shape of a long blade.
The young girl and the young man exchanged a glance. The despair in their eyes was instantly replaced by each other's reflections.
The young girl opened her mouth as if wanting to say something, but under this terrifying oppressive might, she couldn't utter a single word.
"Those who offend an immortal master..."
"Die!"
Right at the instant the blade was about to pierce the two of them,
A massive spatial rift appeared between Zhang Yuxian and the pair.
The reddish-brown cyclone blade silently vanished into it.
The next moment,
Qin Ming appeared in the center of the Demon Execution Platform, coldly sweeping his gaze across the surroundings.
The bound black-haired youth looked a bit more immature compared to the mature and steady Li Ang from the illusion.
The young girl shielding the youth...
Hmm, her gaze was practically cut from the same cloth as Su Di'er's.
Seeing this warmed Qin Ming's heart.
"Li Ang and Su Di'er? Oh, so what was said in that forum post... is actually all true?"
Qin Ming muttered to himself. Turning his head back, he suddenly saw Zhang Yuxian still maintaining his attacking posture.
A nameless rage instantly flared up in his heart.
"Fuck!!!!"
With a loud smack.
Zhang Yuxian was violently sent flying, a conspicuous slap mark appearing on his face.
Qin Ming was furious and had subconsciously slapped him.
"How does even Shi Dan have a real-life counterpart!?"
He grumbled, glancing forward.
Inside the human-shaped crater caused by the slap, Zhang Yuxian scrambled up wretchedly, several of his teeth having been knocked out.
"Y-Your Excellency is?"
Zhang Yuxian was panicking right now.
Eerie and unfathomable spatial spells, shattering his full-powered defense with a casual slap...
The other party's cultivation base was far above his own!
If it weren't for his special natal magical treasure protecting his body, that slap would have likely spelled his doom!
Just thinking about the damage to his natal magical treasure made Zhang Yuxian's heart bleed with ache!
"Oh? You can still stand up after taking that palm strike..."
Qin Ming stared at Zhang Yuxian with a face full of suspicion, seemingly weighing whether he had held back too much just now. Thus, he raised his hand again and began to gather a fierce amount of power.
"Wait, don't!! It's a misunderstanding!!!"
Zhang Yuxian hurriedly waved his hands, terrified that Qin Ming's slap would fall once more.
If it weren't for so many people watching from below the platform, he would have loved nothing more than to drop to his knees and admit defeat right then and there.
"I am an elder of the Qingshan Sect, Zhang Yuxian... I am absolutely not some Shi Dan! There must be some evildoer sowing discord here!"
Hearing this, Qin Ming finally took a look at the other party's attire and swept his gaze over the rest of the people, eventually confirming that the man was indeed an elder of an orthodox sect.
"Qin Ming."
Qin Ming withdrew his hand and simply stated his name. The crowd below the platform immediately erupted into an uproar.
"Qin Ming? Could it be that... Daoist Qingming?"
"It must be him! Why would a Body Integration realm expert impersonate someone else?"
"It's said that the senior has been in secluded cultivation for over a hundred years... To think he would appear here!"
"What Shi Dan? And... why would he save a demonic cultivator?"
"Why does the name Shi Dan sound so familiar?"
...
At this moment, most of the people still present at the Demon Execution Assembly were those who hadn't played "This Demonic Cultivator Is Not Too Cold", or had only played a little bit of it.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be here.
Seeing Qin Ming show up to save the day, Lu Ze also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Looking at Zhang Yuxian, whose words were leaking air through his missing teeth, and the human-shaped crater behind him, he even found it somewhat amusing.
"To think it's Daoist Qingming! I have long heard of Senior's great name. Seeing you today, you truly live up to..."
Zhang Yuxian hastily offered his flattery. However, Qin Ming didn't even spare him a glance. He turned straight around and looked at the young girl protecting the demonic cultivator.
"The resemblance... is truly uncanny."
Qin Ming clicked his tongue in wonder, his eyes feeling slightly sore.
He reached out his hand and gently stroked the young girl's forehead.
A soul mark in the shape of a paper crane sank into the center of the young girl's brows.
"Your life is now under my protection."
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.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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."
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?"
