At such times, Lin Xuan would step in to save the day.
He had coincidentally passed by several times, always managing to find out the reason behind Di Haoao's low spirits after the fact.
Putting it all together, he had a rough idea of the situation.
Since he knew the reason, solving the problem became much easier.
First, he told Long Xinxin why Di Haoao had gone missing, helping her understand why he was acting this way.
Only then did Long Xinxin realize her own responsibility and hurriedly went to find Di Haoao.
At this time, Di Haoao, who had gone off alone, was being surrounded and attacked by the Seven Disciples. It was a pitiful sight—he couldn’t even handle two of them, let alone seven.
There was actually a hidden subplot here.
Although the Left Envoy had said there was no one else to help the Seven Disciples, he had secretly sent the North End Demon Lord, one of the Four Great Demon Kings, to protect them.
Coincidentally, the North End Demon Lord was a mole planted in the Emperor Heaven Sect. He relayed this information to Elder Wei, Di Haoao's protector, and also revealed the Seven Disciples' plans.
Elder Wei didn’t interfere but instead played along, as he wanted to use the Seven Disciples to provoke Di Haoao.
He had always felt that Di Haoao was too insecure, which was unacceptable given his status and position.
So, many things were quietly allowed by Elder Wei, all in the hope that these events would help Di Haoao find a new lease on life.
However, it didn’t seem to be working. Even after being beaten badly, Di Haoao still hadn’t snapped out of it, and Elder Wei was extremely worried. He desperately hoped someone would come to save Di Haoao.
He couldn’t do it himself, as he felt that if he intervened, everything would be resolved too easily, and Di Haoao wouldn’t change.
So, when Lin Xuan arrived, he was the first to find Di Haoao, which deepened Di Haoao's impression of him.
The two of them fought against the Seven Disciples, and it was a bit of a struggle, mainly because Di Haoao was holding them back.
Lin Xuan kept encouraging Di Haoao, even as he himself was being pummeled. His unwavering determination deeply moved Di Haoao.
From Lin Xuan, Di Haoao saw a glimmer of hope. He suddenly felt like he was nothing, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of defiance.
At that moment, Long Xinxin arrived. After a heartfelt conversation, the two reconciled.
At the same time, Di Haoao was fully awakened, bursting with energy and no longer the one dragging them down.
The three of them fought against the Seven Disciples, and it was a close match, but the Seven Disciples had the advantage in numbers, so their chances of winning were slightly higher.
However, a higher chance of winning doesn’t guarantee victory.
At the critical moment, Lin Xuan used his words to once again awaken Di Haoao's inner pride and self-respect.
Di Haoao learned to face and accept himself.
At that moment, Di Haoao became unshakably determined and then broke through, becoming a Nascent Soul expert.
At this point, the Seven Disciples were naturally no match for them and could only flee in disarray, looking utterly defeated.
Meanwhile, Elder Wei, who had been watching from the shadows, breathed a sigh of relief and then felt a surge of joy. He secretly marveled at how remarkable this young man, Lin Xuan, was.
After this incident, Lin Xuan and Di Haoao naturally became close friends, and Elder Wei also developed a favorable impression of Lin Xuan.
This set the stage for Lin Xuan's journey north in the future.
Having sorted out his feelings, Di Haoao no longer refused the arranged marriage.
So, the wedding officially began, and it was happening very soon.
On this joyous day, the Seven Disciples naturally came to attend, but not to offer congratulations. Instead, they were there to settle old scores, or at the very least, to cause some trouble.
They had planned a series of steps to disrupt the event.
Liao Duci was the first to act, attempting to poison the festivities. As mentioned before, he was confident in his ability to succeed, but confidence doesn’t always translate to success, especially with Lin Xuan around.
Having crossed paths with Liao Duci before and having studied extensively at Medicine King Valley, Lin Xuan easily detected the poison and realized that the Seven Disciples were up to something.
So, he set a trap, waiting for them to fall into it.
And fall they did. As soon as they stepped out to cause trouble, they were immediately subdued, unable to move.
It was the quickest failure imaginable, and none of their subsequent plans could be put into action.
It was laughable. The Seven Disciples, who had spent so much time planning their sabotage, couldn’t even make a ripple. It was utterly embarrassing.
All they could see was Lin Xuan's condescending gaze.
Tsk tsk tsk, they were really losing their edge.
Of course, they didn’t die. In the end, the North End Demon Lord showed up and rescued the Seven Disciples.
Elder Wei made a token effort to stop them but ultimately let them go. He didn’t want to make things difficult for the North End Demon Lord, as he still needed him to continue feeding information as a mole.
The North End Demon Lord didn’t particularly care about the Seven Disciples either. He wasn’t loyal to the Demon Sect or the Emperor Heaven Sect. When he had informed Elder Wei about the Seven Disciples' plans, he had already extracted some benefits.
Now, after rescuing the Seven Disciples, he would return to the Left Envoy to demand more rewards. He was playing both sides, reaping benefits from each.
A mole? Please, it had been years—three years, then another three—and he had already taken on the shape of a Demon Sect member.
Su Luo closed the diary.
[Diary completed. Reward: Constitution +1, Speed +4.]
[Acquired special ability: Flame Monarch.]
[You can now control all visible flames with mastery.]
The special ability was good, but controlling fire?
To put it mildly, Su Luo's fire control was already second nature.
After testing it out, it didn’t seem to offer much help—it felt similar to using fire spells before.
The ability was decent, but for Su Luo at this stage, it felt a bit redundant.
Perhaps the only useful aspect was the ability to control other people’s flames?
Oh well, as his cultivation progressed, it was normal to acquire abilities that became less useful over time.
......
Jiang Ningshu noticed the diary update but found it to be filled with unimportant plot points and no useful information.
So, she continued focusing on recovering her strength.
She was in the final stages and would soon regain the strength she could achieve in the first phase.
......
Nangong Xiyun thought it was alright. She’d wait and see how Su Luo would perform.
......
Li Siyi closed the diary and turned to Little Yu, who was beside her. “So, do you want to see Su Luo?”
“Yes!” Little Yu immediately snapped out of her cultivation state.
They had been cultivating together using the Moonlight Pendant.
Little Yu was puzzled. “How do you always know Su Luo's whereabouts?”
“Hehe, want to know?”
“Actually, I’m more curious about why you’re telling me.”
“What are you talking about? Do I seem like someone who holds a grudge against you?”
“You did, especially when it came to Su Luo,” Little Yu added. “Before, at least.”
“And now?”
“Hmm... not so much anymore. Why?”
“Maybe I’ve come to terms with some things.”
Li Siyi gazed into the distance, lost in thought.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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."
