Happy Building, five floors.
"My younger brother is truly handsome!"
Charming Fox embraced Thirteen from behind and secretly took off the tiger-head hat on his head, blowing air into his ears.
Thirteen felt an itch in his ears and immediately recoiled his neck.
But then, Charming Fox's claws rested on Thirteen's chest, gently stroking, making Thirteen stiff as a stone.
At the same time, Si Er, who was beside them, laughed out loud. It was amusing to see this silly dog feeling so awkward, truly amusing.
Meanwhile, Si Er also glanced at Duke, who was surrounded by numerous graceful female demons.
The White Cat, at this moment, was surrounded by these female demons, although they still had animal forms, they all possessed natural charm.
In order to obtain the pile of spiritual stones, they displayed all their abilities, just to make the White Cat smile at them.
As Duke was surrounded, he gazed at the faces that flashed before him, listened to the soft voices that were so close, and smelled the gradually spreading fragrant scent in the air.
An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, as if weeds were rapidly proliferating within him.
Duke turned his head and looked at Thirteen, who was embracing Charming Fox, their ears rubbing against each other.
Thirteen squinted his eyes, indulging in Charming Fox's embrace. At the same time, Duke also turned to look at Si Er, who was holding a fox and a white rabbit.
In that instant when all the noisy sounds filled Duke's mind, that inexplicable feeling in Duke's heart grew stronger.
When the female demons' claws brushed against Duke's body, his own perception of the outside world quickly faded away.
It was as if everything he felt became incredibly illusory, and everything he saw turned into unreal phantoms.
Everything became extremely unreal, giving rise to a strange sense of absurdity in Duke's heart.
This feeling made his mind constantly tremble, as if it wanted to break free from his body, to escape from this debauched scene.
The scenes before Duke's eyes kept flashing like a revolving lantern, and the soft voices became as distant as the wind on the horizon.
Duke, who felt himself constantly descending, found his eyes flickering and his mind feeling a strange pull.
Being pulled straight into the boundless darkness, this feeling came suddenly, causing Duke to instinctively feel a trace of panic.
He couldn't perceive his own body, as if his body had become a prison, and his mind was trapped within that prison, sinking continuously.
Duke instinctively wanted to do something, but as he felt that he was no longer in control of his body, he could only continuously recall everything he had learned in his mind.
Tiger Leopard Stake?
No!
Xianwu Strategy?
No!
Dan Book Secret Scroll?
No!
Martial Arts Classics?
No!
Sealing Demons Meditation Temple?
No!
Heavenly Machine Sensing Chapter?
No!
The Twelve Earthly Branches True Technique?
I haven't learned that yet, but it doesn't feel right either!
Then what is it?
What is it?
What is it?
What is it?
Duke's inner turmoil grew more and more restless, and at the same time, his mind sank further. This indescribable feeling made him unable to adapt.
Suddenly, a series of murals floated through Du Ke's mind, leaving him stunned.
What is this...
The Selfless Sword Technique?!
This...
...is correct.
"Without form, without self, transcending heaven and earth, only the sword remains."
Du Ke found himself involuntarily reciting the words as he looked at the passing murals before him.
At the same time, Si Er also noticed Du Ke's unusual state. The initially startled Si Er's expression turned solemn in the next second, and his aura underwent a significant change.
Without hesitation, Si Er released his imposing presence and subdued all the female demons surrounding Du Ke.
The fairy creatures who had previously fawned over Du Ke were now frozen in place, unable to move, their hearts filled with a chilling fear.
What had happened?
Si Er pushed aside the fox and rabbit in his arms, dissipated his presence, and transformed into a cloud of mist, sweeping away all the fairies surrounding Du Ke and gently placing them aside.
After completing these actions, the once bustling hall was now quiet, with only the murmuring whispers of Thirteen and Charming Fox remaining.
Si Er temporarily ignored the couple's commotion and walked towards Du Ke.
However, after taking just one step closer, Si Er abruptly stopped in his tracks because there was now a sword scar in front of him.
The sword scar was shallow, but it exuded an intense coldness that made Si Er's ears twitch.
Silently retreating, Si Er focused his attention entirely on Du Ke. He walked around to Thirteen's side and gave the dog a slap to wake him up.
Thirteen, who had been disturbed, immediately glared at Si Er, but was met with a stern gaze in return.
"Don't make a fuss. My brother is not in the right state."
"Body like an iron fetus, heart like a blade."
"Forget the complexities of the world, abandon worldly troubles..."
As Du Ke's lips moved unconsciously, his eyes gradually became hollow. Within the depths of his golden eyes, a sharp glint slowly emerged.
"Arf?"
Thirteen also noticed that something was wrong with Du Ke and immediately let out an anxious howl.
"Don't make a noise!"
Si Er pressed down on Thirteen's snout and whispered to him, "From the looks of it, he seems to have entered a state of selflessness, as if he's contemplating something."
At this point, Si Er's ears twitched, and he turned to the dog with a question.
"Have you been together with him during this time?"
Thirteen vigorously nodded, and Si Er asked again, "Has he come into contact with anything strange?"
Thirteen tilted his head. He couldn't recall anything unusual. The cat had always been by his side, where would he have encountered anything strange?
"You silly dog!"
Si Er scolded Thirteen, who drooped his ears, and looked at Du Ke with a gaze filled with both urgency and guilt.
He shouldn't have immersed himself in beauty or pursued pleasure!
As the dog's expression turned gloomy, Si Er waved his hand at the female demons, and their ethereal presence dispersed, signaling them to leave for now.
The female demons fell silent and left the fifth-floor pavilion one by one.
Thus, the vast fifth-floor pavilion was left with only Du Ke, Si Er, and Thirteen.
Si Er circled around Du Ke, observing his condition, and came to a realization.
"So that's how it is! That's how it is!"
"Arf?"
What is it? Hurry up and tell me!
Si Er anxiously asked Si Er, but Si Er didn't even look at him. He was just staring at Du Ke and explained in a low voice, "It seems that he has just entered the realm of wind and moon for the first time, and various indulgent sounds and scenes of the wind and moon have touched his mind. He has let go of external disturbances and immersed himself in a state of selflessness."
"This is tremendously beneficial for him, a huge advantage!"
Si Er couldn't help but exclaim, "My brother's luck is simply beyond words."
"However, it's his first time entering the realm of wind and moon, and he has unexpectedly immersed himself in a state of selflessness and achieved sudden enlightenment."
"For ordinary cultivators, it's as difficult as reaching the heavens to seek such a state of selflessness."
"Tsk tsk, his aptitude is truly monstrous!"
While Si Er was filled with emotion, Thirteen picked up his tiger-head hat that had been taken off earlier and crouched on the ground, staring at Du Ke without blinking.
Seeing this, Si Er immediately patted Thirteen's head with a paw and said, "Don't disturb him here. Let's go to the fourth floor and leave this fifth floor to him."
"Once he enters the state of selflessness and achieves enlightenment, any disturbance from the outside world will be detrimental to him. If his enlightenment is interrupted, it will lightly hinder his progress, and heavily destroy his path."
"Alright, let's go, let's go!"
"Meow~"
Thirteen made a soft whimper and followed Si Er, leaving the fifth floor, leaving only Du Ke behind.
When Si Er and Thirteen reached the fourth floor, Si Er glanced at the bustling Happy Building in front of him and directly addressed a group of enchanting fox spirits waiting there, "Go and summon the manager here."
The charming fox who had been cuddling with Thirteen earlier heard the command and immediately said, "Yes, I'll go call Mother."
The charming fox hurriedly left, and Si Er and Thirteen stood guard in front of the stairs leading to the fifth floor.
Thirteen frequently turned his head back, looking at the entrance to the fifth floor with guilt and self-reproach in his eyes.
Si Er didn't pay much attention to Thirteen's inner turmoil; he just wanted to prepare a quiet environment for Du Ke.
After a while, a large fox with peach blossom eyes, accompanied by the charming fox, came in front of Si Er.
"Si Er, please forgive my late arrival. I apologize."
"Enough, no need to say such things!"
Si Er's ears twitched, and he said earnestly, "My brother has entered a state of selflessness and enlightenment, so I want to rent the entire Happy Building to let him immerse himself in tranquility."
"Rent the entire Happy Building?"
The manager of the Happy Building was surprised. Although he often heard about Si Er's generosity and righteousness, he didn't expect it to extend to this extent.
"I'm asking if it's possible or not?"
"Si Er, if you want to rent the entire Happy Building, of course it's possible, but the cost..."
The manager said this, but Si Er waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Clear out the place, no matter how much it costs, it's not as important as my brother's path!"
"Well, since you put it that way, I'll go clear out the place!"
The manager, a fox with peach blossom eyes, was naturally willing to comply. He immediately instructed his subordinates to clear out the guests and make arrangements.
After Si Er finished everything, he also glanced at the fifth-floor pavilion with anticipation and curiosity in his eyes.
"The state of selflessness and sudden enlightenment is truly enviable!"
"I wonder what my brother will comprehend!"
...
Hongque Building, underground floor.
"Why hasn't today's news been delivered yet?"
Old Madam muttered quietly while sitting in her room's chair.
Just as Old Madam, who had slightly shifted her body, was about to call her subordinates to inquire, her door was knocked.
"Aunt Bu, today's news has arrived."
"Quickly bring it in for me."
Old Madam shouted directly at her subordinate outside, and as her voice fell, the door was immediately opened, and a gray pigeon walked in from outside, carrying a message tube on its back.
The gray pigeon approached Old Madam and presented the message tube on its back. Old Madam stood up and took the tube, retrieving the scroll inside.
The scroll contained a summary of various events that had occurred throughout the realm in the past few days. To obtain specific details, one would need to allocate specific intelligence.
The internal intelligence network of the Hongque Building was regularly updated, allowing the managers of various Hongque Buildings in different locations to select information based on their local environment for sale.
As Old Madam looked at the scroll, her eyelids twitched.
"There's been a change in the Yun family's succession?!"
Upon seeing this simple description of the intelligence, Old Madam suddenly stood up. As she paced around the room, she also thought of a certain cat.
"Perhaps I can sell this information to him; he would definitely pay a high price for it!"

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?"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”