Xu Mu's eyes widened suddenly. Another divine-level technique!
It seemed he had wrongly blamed the system earlier; today was indeed a good day for the lottery draw.
From the five consecutive ten-draws this time, he obtained a total of 780 cultivation points and 400 attribute points.
Following his usual routine, Xu Mu allocated all these points.
His physical strength was further enhanced. Once everything was done, Xu Mu immediately checked his current status panel.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villain's Holy Body, Manager of the Human Resources Department of the Xu Group
Realm: Grandmaster Peak
Physique: 2690
Spirit: 2690
Cultivation Value: 950 (Max 1600)
Destiny Power: 3312
Seeing this, Xu Mu nodded in satisfaction.
At this rate, it wouldn't be long before his Physique and Spirit reached three thousand points.
He first examined the level-eight array he just obtained: Formless Voice Transmission.
No wonder it was a level-eight array. If it were just simple voice transmission, its level definitely wouldn't be so high.
The range of this voice transmission could extend up to about ten kilometers.
By simply engraving the array on one's body in advance, one could transmit sound through the array's vibrations within this range.
Moreover, this sound could only be heard by the intended recipient. Others, even if they were standing right next to them, would not hear a thing.
Those who had the array engraved on them could not actively use the array, but they could whisper into it.
Acting much like a telephone, the array could transmit their voices back to Xu Mu, and outsiders would similarly be unable to hear it.
It had to be said, this array was incredibly practical.
Usually, mobile phones lost their signal inside ancient ruins.
Should Xu Mu ever get separated from the others, they could use this array to stay in touch.
Afterward, Xu Mu checked his newly acquired divine-level technique: Final Spark.
After reading through the technique, Xu Mu was stunned.
He didn't expect to actually get a move that could teach Jiang Cisui a lesson.
Put simply, Final Spark allowed the user to erupt all the Qi in their body in a single instant.
If a cultivator were compared to a car, then Qi would be the gasoline.
Even with the pedal to the metal, it would still take some time to completely burn through all the gasoline.
The human body was the same. The meridians could only channel so much Qi at once, limiting the amount that could be released in a single strike.
But Final Spark could ignore these limitations, allowing all one's power to burst forth simultaneously in a brief moment.
Even though he was only a Grandmaster, the power of a complete, instantaneous eruption would be enough to kill a Transcendent realm expert, or even injure a Realm-breaking expert.
Xu Mu was thrilled. For ordinary people, this move had a fatal flaw.
Exhausting all their Qi at once would throw them into a period of extreme weakness.
If they failed to finish off the enemy, they would be the ones to die.
But Xu Mu could ignore this weakness because he possessed Destiny Power.
By consuming Destiny Power, he could instantly restore the Qi in his body.
With his current Destiny Power of over three thousand, he should be able to use it many times.
However, Xu Mu was inherently a rather conservative person, so he naturally wouldn't use such a move recklessly.
He figured that releasing half of his Qi at once would already produce a staggeringly powerful effect.
Xu Mu turned his attention back to the arena. Jiang Cisui had already secured a firm upper hand through his Daoist techniques.
When Wang Taolue's mental attacks proved useless, his defeat was essentially declared.
Finally, Wang Taolue's body was sent flying. He collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
The power within his body was nearly depleted, yet Jiang Cisui, standing before him, looked as if he hadn't exerted himself at all.
I concede, Wang Taolue said softly.
He hadn't expected Jiang Cisui's strength to have grown so much over the past five years.
He couldn't even see through the other party's cultivation realm.
The audience outside the arena erupted into loud cheers. The battle between the two had made their blood boil with excitement.
There was no instant kill; instead, it was a closely matched battle of Daoist techniques.
Countless techniques were displayed creatively by the two of them.
Finally, the top five competitors were confirmed.
Xu Mu, Wu Tian, Yun Yao, Bai Qingyuan, and lastly, Jiang Cisui.
High above the white clouds.
The various sect masters and elders began to decide who to revive based on the performances of the eliminated contestants.
In truth, everyone knew perfectly well that there were only two candidates for revival: Shi Yao and Wang Taolue.
One had lost to Xu Mu, and the other to Jiang Cisui.
Jiang Zhenqi smiled as he looked at Ning Kai and Wang Chi. You two are their respective sect masters. You cannot vote, but you may canvass for them.
Ning Kai crossed his arms and said, Shi Yao shouldn't have clashed head-on with Xu Mu. His speed is unparalleled. If he hadn't fought him directly, he most likely would have won.
Wang Chi spoke indifferently, Wang Taolue has defeated Shi Yao in the past. In terms of combat power, Wang Taolue is definitely stronger. The original intention of our ancestors in holding the Martial Arts Championship was for the strong to exchange pointers, not to pick on a soft persimmon.
Wang Chi! Bullshit! Who are you calling a soft persimmon? Ning Kai shouted coldly.
Wang Chi remained calm. I am stating a fact. If everyone is afraid that Wang Taolue might threaten the rankings of the others, you are free to choose Shi Yao.
Jiang Zhenqi waved his hand gently. Alright, no need to hesitate. Raise your left hand for Shi Yao, and your right hand for Wang Taolue. I will count to three, and we will raise our hands together. Anyone who is a beat too late will be considered to have abstained.
As his count of three fell, the crowd around them raised their hands.
There was clearly more support for Wang Taolue. Just as Wang Chi had said, the Martial Arts Championship was a showdown between the strong.
Compared to Shi Yao, Wang Taolue was indeed more difficult to deal with.
But there were still those who supported Shi Yao, such as Jiang Sheng and Ding Hong.
In fact, they both had selfish motives. Jiang Sheng did it for Xu Mu; since Xu Mu could defeat him once, he could defeat him a second time.
If Shi Yao entered the top six, Xu Mu's chances of winning would be higher.
Ding Hong had the same idea. She was doing it for Bai Qingyuan's ranking. Between Shi Yao and Wang Taolue, Shi Yao was undoubtedly the easier opponent.
However, they were ultimately in the minority.
Very well, Wang Taolue is revived.
As soon as Jiang Zhenqi finished speaking, Wang Taolue's name reappeared on the array space below.
The top six were now confirmed.
This time, they wouldn't draw lots after each match; instead, all matchups would be drawn at once.
Yao Dingli stood up and tossed six silk pouches into the air.
With a casual wave of his hand, the pouches spun rapidly before finally splitting into three pairs.
Jiang Zhenqi flew over and extracted the final rosters from the pouches.
The names for the matchups were displayed on the array.
Yun Yao versus Wang Taolue.
Jiang Cisui versus Wu Tian.
Xu Mu versus Bai Qingyuan.
Sitting in the audience, Xu Mu couldn't help but shake his head upon seeing these matchups.
As expected of the male protagonist, he actually got matched up against Jiang Cisui.
Originally, Xu Mu thought that if he were matched against Wu Tian, he could simply finish him off and avoid fighting Jiang Cisui.
But now, he had to go all out.
Although he couldn't be certain who would win between Wu Tian and Jiang Cisui.
Based on his past experience, after this battle, Jiang Cisui would definitely develop a strong interest in Wu Tian.
In the subsequent plot developments, the relationship between the two would only get better and better.
What Xu Mu needed to do was make Jiang Cisui develop an even stronger interest in him instead.
To do that, he had to defeat Bai Qingyuan.
He cast his gaze toward Bai Qingyuan in the distance, only to find that she was also looking right back at him.
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...
+ 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!
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?"
