"Hahaha! That man in the black robe has plenty of water and treasures now. Kill him, and you’ll get both."
The bald elder laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
Go on, fight.
The fiercer, the better. In the end, it’ll all be mine anyway.
Xu Mu watched as the scar-faced man lunged at him and casually waved his hand.
A long sword shot out instantly.
Crack!
The sword pierced straight through the scar-faced man’s chest, its terrifying force tearing his body apart.
Boom!
Even after passing through his body, the sword didn’t stop. It continued until it shattered a distant boulder before finally dissipating.
The onlookers were stunned, their faces pale with fear.
Those who had been ready to attack moments ago all sat back down.
What just happened?
What kind of power is this?
The bald elder, who had been sneering earlier, now wore a grave expression.
An expert!
Judging by that move alone, he’s at least at the late-stage Gang Qi level.
Maybe even the Divine Ability realm.
"I kindly gave you water to save your lives, yet you repay kindness with betrayal. How disappointing."
Xu Mu sighed deeply.
The crowd trembled, not daring to make a sound. They never expected the man in black to be this strong.
Xu Mu then turned his gaze to the bald elder. "You seem quite displeased with me."
"Heheh! So what if I am? You think I’m like these ants?"
The bald elder grinned coldly.
"Pretty much. You’re just a slightly bigger ant."
Xu Mu strode toward him.
"You’re asking for death!"
The bald elder struck out with a palm.
In the darkness, faint yellow light flickered within the Qi he unleashed.
Bang!
The ground beneath Xu Mu’s feet collapsed abruptly, and his figure vanished.
The bald elder’s expression changed drastically. He hurled his sunglasses aside, scanning his surroundings.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the darkness, Xu Mu’s figure was nowhere to be seen—only the ground caving in at rapid intervals.
"Behind you."
Xu Mu’s voice came from behind the bald elder.
His face drained of color, the elder barely managed to dodge.
But a dagger still grazed his left ear, slicing it clean off.
"Such speed!"
The bald elder was shaken to the core. Now he was certain—this man was definitely at the Divine Ability realm.
Xu Mu smirked. Of course it was fast.
He bore the title of God of Assassins, after all.
In an assassin’s fight, what mattered most?
Mobility, without a doubt.
The bald elder didn’t dare engage further. Clutching his ear, he fled toward the forest downhill.
Xu Mu considered chasing him but glanced back at the Golden Divine Wheat and decided to stay.
If he left for even a second, the wheat would be gone.
After a brief internal struggle, he chose to wait.
The faint glow meant it was about to ripen.
There was a significant difference between unripe and ripe.
He expanded his senses, ready to seize it at the first sign of trouble.
The spectators were utterly terrified.
They had no idea the man in black was this formidable.
Even now, with Xu Mu guarding the wheat, none dared make a move.
……
Time passed minute by minute. The sky lightened with the first hints of dawn.
Xu Mu had stood guard all night.
Finally, the glow of the Golden Divine Wheat faded.
The disappearance of the light signaled its full maturity.
Xu Mu uprooted it without hesitation and vanished.
In a secluded spot, he stored the wheat in his spatial ring and discarded the black robe.
Smiling, he dusted off his hands. This harvest was excellent.
With these rare treasures, he could further empower his allies.
Hands in his pockets, Xu Mu retraced his steps.
Come to think of it, it had been a while since he arrived in this world, yet this was the first night he hadn’t returned home to sleep.
Along the way, he noticed new faces.
Their lips and skin showed no signs of dehydration—they must have just arrived.
Some wore masks and hats to conceal their identities.
Xu Mu simply smiled. Once the midday sun rose, they’d all shed those layers.
Just then, a middle-aged man walked past him.
He wore sunglasses and carried a single-strap bag.
As they brushed shoulders, the man suddenly hurled two steel nails at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu dodged instantly, taking cover behind a thick tree.
In a place like this, he always kept his senses sharp to guard against ambushes.
Thunk! Thunk!
The nails embedded themselves deep into the trunk.
"Who are you? Why attack me?"
Xu Mu pressed his back against the tree and called out.
The man remained silent, gripping a nail in one hand and a dagger in the other as he cautiously advanced.
Xu Mu smirked. Though he didn’t recognize him, the man clearly wasn’t here to talk.
Bang! Bang!
Xu Mu dashed out, firing two shots from his Desert Eagle.
The man was no ordinary foe—he ducked behind a boulder at the sound of gunfire.
Bang!
Xu Mu fired another shot into the air.
The man’s heart pounded. He hadn’t expected Xu Mu to be armed.
"Hey, time’s up."
Xu Mu’s voice came from above.
The man paled. He looked up to find Xu Mu standing atop the very boulder he’d taken cover behind.
The barrel of the gun was already aimed at his head.
Bang!
Before he could react, it was over.
He couldn’t comprehend how Xu Mu had closed the distance so quickly.
The last gunshot had sounded far away.
But it was too late.
"Old Zhao!"
A furious roar echoed from nearby.
Xu Mu turned and finally understood.
The man shouting wasn’t just anyone—it was Lin Yang, the King of Mercenaries.
If he and this man were allies, then the attack made perfect sense.
"Xu Mu! You’re dead!"
Lin Yang bellowed, a dagger flashing in his grip.
Like a shadow, he lunged at Xu Mu.
Xu Mu sidestepped just in time.
Boom!
Lin Yang landed where Xu Mu had stood a second ago, the ground cracking beneath his feet.
He leapt down from the rock, shaking Old Zhao’s shoulders. "Old Zhao! Old Zhao!"
This man had been one of his earliest comrades.
After returning to the city, Old Zhao had left the mercenary life behind, vowing to stand by Lin Yang’s side as they built a new future.
And now, Xu Mu had killed him.
"Xu Mu! You deserve to die! Die!!"
Lin Yang’s eyes burned with murderous rage, his entire being radiating fury.
But this time, Xu Mu didn’t flee. After quietly honing his strength, it was time to test his limits.
"I didn’t even know him. He attacked first."
Xu Mu shrugged. "I just defended myself."
"You keep getting in my way! He had every right to kill you!"
Lin Yang advanced step by step.
"How tyrannical. The first time we met, when the security stopped you, I was the one who let you in."
Xu Mu’s voice remained calm. "From start to finish, you’ve been the one provoking me. I only fight back. Is it wrong to resist when you bully me?"
"If I bully you, you should take it! The weak deserve to be dominated by the strong!"
Lin Yang drew another dagger, gripping one blade forward and the other backward.
Boom!
He stomped the ground, shattering it beneath his feet as he charged toward Xu Mu.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
