[It has been detected that a Sword Immortal of this generation is about to emerge, most likely after attaining enlightenment within the Sword Ruins of Seeking the Dao. This poses a tremendous threat to the demonic forces! Host, proceed immediately to the Sword Ruins of Seeking the Dao and suppress anyone who might become a Sword Immortal, so that the cultivators of the righteous path may taste the bitterness of defeat!]
[Quest Progress: 0/10,000]
[Note: Each time a sword cultivator participating in the Sword Ruins of Seeking the Dao fails or dies, quest progress will increase slightly. When a cultivator loses their composure or their Dao heart wavers, quest progress will increase significantly.]
[Quest Reward: The Way of Swordbreaking (When killing sword cultivators, demonic-path point rewards are doubled)]
…
Reading the details of the system quest, Lu Ze could not help holding his breath.
Li Moran had just said that she had made some progress in the Sword Dao and was about to break through, and now the system was telling him that a Sword Immortal was about to be born…
Who else could this future Sword Immortal be? It was almost too obvious!
“Fortunately, even the system doesn’t know who the Sword Immortal is. I just have to make everyone in the Sword Ruins of Seeking the Dao suffer together…”
Lu Ze let out a sigh of relief.
If the system had issued a quest specifically targeting Li Moran—such as stealing her opportunity or preventing her from attaining enlightenment—then it really would have been difficult to make a move.
But now that everyone would be treated equally and thrown into an illusion to suffer, things would be much easier.
“This quest reward is incredibly tempting…”
Lu Ze excitedly licked his lips.
At first glance, doubling the reward coefficient for sword cultivators might seem unremarkable, but in reality, its scope was enormous.
After all, among the cultivators of the cultivation world, sword cultivators were the most numerous.
“Failure or death only increases progress slightly, while losing one’s composure causes a major increase… Good grief, this is practically forcing me to come up with some kind of torture game!”
Looking at the quest’s notes, the corners of Lu Ze’s mouth rose uncontrollably.
From the bottom of his heart, Lu Ze swore that he was happy because of the quest reward. It definitely wasn’t because he could torture people.
Definitely not…
He suddenly recalled what Li Moran had said to him earlier.
You like this kind of fighting style, do you?
You like powerful opponents, do you?
Then I’ll make sure you enjoy it properly!
With that thought, Lu Ze took out his voice-transmission jade slip.
“Hello, is this Elder Zhao?”
“Well, it’s like this. I recently had a small insight into the Sword Dao…”
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…
The Boundless Sword Sect, the Boundless Sword Domain.
Countless broken swords were thrust into the steep stone walls, radiating waves of sword intent and killing aura that had lingered there for ages.
Within a sunken expanse of golden sword aura, sword cultivators from all corners of the world were scattered throughout the area.
Unlike the sword debates and Dao-seeking gatherings of previous years, the cultivators were now entering illusions with their divine senses and pursuing the Sword Dao within various realms of illusion.
On the circular platform above the Sword Domain, countless spectators had gathered to watch this grand Sword Dao event, held once every ten years.
Using a special technique of the Illusion Alliance, the vast space above the Sword Domain simultaneously displayed the scenes of hundreds of cultivators within their illusions.
Though the event was being held through illusions, its intensity was in no way inferior to that of previous years.
After all, the clashes within the illusions were just as thrilling.
Furthermore, the ethereal “opportunities bestowed by the Heavenly Dao” added another layer of suspense.
From time to time, cheers erupted from the crowd.
Though everything was taking place within illusions, the purpose was to help the cultivators comprehend the Sword Dao. Thus, each illusion contained the work of a great sword cultivator.
To make it easier for the participants to comprehend the hidden Sword Dao of these great experts, none of the illusions restricted the cultivators’ realms.
High above the Boundless Sword Domain floated hundreds of illusion screens.
Of them, the one drawing the greatest audience was the much-anticipated Li Moran.
The once-in-a-thousand-years genius of the Spirit Skies Sect, the Sword Dao Sacred Physique that the Boundless Sword Sect had once desperately tried to recruit, and the youngest Void Refinement cultivator in history—Li Moran.
At this moment, Li Moran was in an illusion called Slaying the Stars with a Sword, challenging its highest difficulty level.
With her own strength, she was facing the phantoms of three top-tier sword cultivators.
Every move and technique was magnificent.
…
Boundless Sword Domain.
Li Moran, sitting in a corner, slowly opened her eyes, her willow-shaped brows drawing together slightly.
The illusion Slaying the Stars had been praised to the skies by the outside world. Quite a few people had even gained insights and obtained opportunities within it.
Yet she had been challenging it for two days straight, fighting nearly every opponent available, and still had not sensed anything special.
If Li Moran had to evaluate the illusion, she would give it only two words:
Mediocre.
Entering without any restriction on cultivation level made it little more than a rather old-fashioned challenge-type illusion.
The only difference was that the opponents were stronger and possessed a greater variety of techniques.
But at her current level, it was nowhere near enough.
The simulated opponents were supposedly at the Void Refinement Realm, but in reality, they merely possessed the powerful aura of that realm without any substance to back it up.
After all, if a true Void Refinement or even Body Integration expert were reproduced perfectly as a simulated opponent and placed inside an illusion, it would mean that they had handed over every last secret in their arsenal to the illusion master.
That was no different from placing their life in the illusion master’s hands.
Such illusions might be useful to cultivators of lower realms, but to Li Moran…
Even when she had still been at the Spirit Severing Realm, she could never have looked down on an illusion of this level.
She suddenly began to understand why Lu Ze’s illusions were always restricted by cultivation level and why he always used the most basic things to create them.
“So you saw through all of this long ago…”
Li Moran murmured to herself. As she looked at the surrounding illusions again, they suddenly seemed dull and uninteresting.
To her, when it came to cultivating the Sword Dao, they were not even as useful as Palworld.
Just then, an excited shout suddenly came from beside her.
“I understand it… I understand it!!”
Li Moran curiously turned her head.
A young disciple wearing the robes of a Boundless Sword Sect true disciple held a high-grade sword manual above his head and shouted ecstatically:
“Hahaha… Slaying the Stars really does contain an opportunity! I’ve learned a Heaven-tier sword technique!”
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?"
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
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.
