Atop Thunder God Peak, countless purple lightning bolts surged amidst the clouds.
"Ah..."
"My precious granddaughter!!!"
"Ah!!!"
Zhao Wendao exited the illusion with a runny nose and tear-streaked face, his eyes red.
Ever since Qin Ming personally vindicated Lu Ze's illusion that day, countless experts had flocked into the illusion of "This Demonic Cultivator is Not Too Cold".
Zhao Wendao was one of them.
And he was quickly drawn into the story.
In his eyes, Su Di'er was the apple of his eye, his very own granddaughter.
The moment he entered the ending, Zhao Wendao was so infuriated that the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder sizzled around him.
As soon as he exited the illusion, he immediately realized something was wrong—
In the direction of Sword Inquiry Peak, a terrifyingly extreme cold power was gathering!
"True Disciple Li broke through!?"
The sorrow in Zhao Wendao's heart was somewhat washed away, and his eyes lit up.
"I'm afraid it's not as simple as just a realm breakthrough..."
"As expected of the once-in-a-millennium genius of our Lingxiao Sect. Such momentum, I'm afraid no one can..."
Before Zhao Wendao could finish his words.
In the direction of Glazed Fire Peak, the light suddenly dimmed, and a suffocating, profound vortex appeared in the sky, looking just like the end of the world.
It was as if the surrounding light, the spiritual energy...
Everything was being sucked into something.
Zhao Wendao's jaw, which he was just about to close, instantly dropped in shock as if it were going to hit the ground, his eyes filled with horror.
On the entire Glazed Fire Peak, there was only one person who could match such a commotion.
"Lu..."
"Lu Ze!??"
Zhao Wendao was astounded.
If Li Moran was the pinnacle of heaven's favored children, such a frost phenomenon was still within the realm of his understanding.
After all, she was at the late stage of the Soul Formation realm and possessed the unique Ice Phoenix Sword Physique.
But what about Lu Ze?
The phenomenon of a Nascent Soul was a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying than that of a Soul Formation!
Zhao Wendao even suspected that if he were to break through right now, the commotion he'd cause might not be as grand as these two youngsters...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blush.
And the most terrifying part was that Lu Ze had just stepped into the Nascent Soul realm when he created "Ghost Terror Town"!
In just a short year, he had leveled up two minor realms, heading straight for the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. What kind of terrifying talent was this!?
Such an advancement speed was unheard of!
"Heaven bless our Lingxiao Sect!"
Zhao Wendao stroked his beard, smiling radiantly.
Right at this moment, the extreme cold icy aura on Sword Inquiry Peak suddenly shrank, and an icy-blue beautiful silhouette flew toward Glazed Fire Peak with immense resentment.
"Uh..."
Zhao Wendao was slightly taken aback.
He had absolutely no doubt that Li Moran was heading over to give Lu Ze a severe beating.
Logically speaking, he should go and mediate the fight between the true disciples.
But at the thought of everything he had experienced in the illusion, Zhao Wendao quickly felt relieved, and a delighted laugh even surfaced on the corners of his mouth.
"Hit him well, hit him well!!"
...
...
"Lu!"
"Ze!"
Above Spirit Jade Pavilion, Li Moran's cold and clear voice carried a rare hint of gnashing teeth.
"Yo, Senior Sister Li, long time no... Holy shit!?"
Lu Ze was just about to greet her when he saw several fierce frost sword auras striking toward his face, and he instantly dodged.
"???"
Lu Ze wiped the frost that had condensed on the tip of his nose and immediately retreated, opening up a distance of dozens of meters.
Li Moran raised an eyebrow.
Although she hadn't used her full strength for the sword auras she unleashed just now, with the eyesight of a Nascent Soul cultivator, even seeing them clearly would be difficult, let alone dodging them.
"Hmph."
She snorted coldly and quietly stuffed the healing medicine she was clutching in her palm back into her storage ring.
"Phew..."
This movement was naturally caught by Lu Ze, and he felt a slight wave of relief in his heart.
Obviously, the other party was in a fit of anger, but she still had some sense of proportion.
She wouldn't actually beat him to death.
"Since Junior Brother Lu is so good at dodging..."
Li Moran narrowed her eyes into a smile tinged with chilliness, as countless profound ice longswords quietly condensed around her.
"Then I don't need to hold back too much, do I?"
"???"
Lu Ze gulped.
He suddenly realized that dishing out tragedies in this world seemed to be a high-risk profession?
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."
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.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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?"
