The sky had become a battlefield for supreme experts, where the clashes between them darkened the heavens and shattered the earth. Under normal circumstances, such a spectacle would have been worth savoring—but with enemies swarming, there was no time for admiration.
Fights of this magnitude were rare, after all.
Yet even in this critical moment, where the slightest distraction could mean death, Lin Xuan couldn’t help but glance upward.
Those were the strongest beings in this world, dazzling in their might.
Elder Yan chuckled, “Don’t worry. You’ll stand among them one day. My judgment has never been wrong.”
“I’ve never doubted myself,” Lin Xuan replied, “but right now, I’m still far from their level. I need to push harder.”
“A good mindset. Then let this battle be the perfect opportunity to teach you a new combat technique. Don’t fall too easily.”
“Naturally. I came here to fight to the very end.”
Ignoring his injuries, Lin Xuan charged into the horde of demonic beasts, cutting through them with unstoppable force.
As always, he shone brilliantly.
The allied sects, seeing his fearless advance, felt their blood boil with inspiration and followed him into the fray. Morale surged among their ranks.
Meanwhile, in a quieter corner of the battlefield, Su Luo and Little Yu silently cleared out waves of demonic beasts. Few fighters were in this area.
Su Luo had even taught Little Yu a different set of techniques to mask her true abilities.
When members of the Heavenly Demon Sect appeared, Su Luo showed no mercy—cutting them down without hesitation.
Throughout the fight, Su Luo rarely used her sword, relying mostly on explosive attacks.
They were simply too efficient for clearing out the weaker foes.
Though Little Yu lacked Lin Xuan’s radiance, her own brilliance was undeniable. Her movements were precise, lethal—piles of demonic beast corpses surrounded her, making it impossible for her to go unnoticed.
The Grinning Raven King locked onto her, diving down in a deadly strike. At the same time, a Heavenly Demon Enforcer seized the chance to ambush her.
Su Luo intercepted the Enforcer.
Little Yu focused on the Raven King.
After a brief exchange, the Enforcer smirked. “Impressive swordsmanship. May I know your name?”
“It doesn’t matter. I have no title.”
“Fair enough. You’ll be dead soon anyway. I’ll take my leave, then.”
The Enforcer had no intention of fighting head-on—ambushes were the Heavenly Demon Sect’s specialty.
They waited for the allied sects to engage the demonic horde before striking from the shadows, maximizing their success rate. Even if they failed, they could retreat and target someone else.
More infuriating than the beasts themselves, the Heavenly Demon Sect forced the allied sects to divert manpower just to guard against their sneak attacks.
But Su Luo wasn’t about to let him escape.
“Since you’re here, you might as well leave your life behind.”
Her blade slashed across his back before he could react.
The Enforcer snarled in pain. “Arrogant brat! Fine—I’ll remember you.”
He planned to stalk Su Luo, waiting until she was exhausted from battling beasts before finishing her off. For now, he’d retreat, conserve his strength, and claim more lives elsewhere.
“Don’t bother. You’re already dead.”
The retreating Enforcer laughed. Kill me? Ridiculous.
A beam of light pierced through his skull before he took another step.
Su Luo didn’t spare him another glance. If he looked down on her, she held him in even lower regard.
Little Yu, meanwhile, had barely managed to defeat the Raven King. Unlike Su Luo, she was completely drained after just one battle.
Su Luo stood guard beside her. “Recover quickly. This fight won’t end anytime soon.”
“Mm.”
But this was war. For every enemy slain, another would take its place.
Even Su Luo, facing multiple demonic kings or Heavenly Demon Enforcers, would eventually feel overwhelmed.
If not for that fight with the minor priest earlier, things might have been different.
Still, she had her ways.
Once the explosions ceased—
There. Strength returned to her limbs.
Yet the sudden silence of her attacks unsettled some.
After fighting for so long, the allied sects knew those explosions were on their side. Now that they had stopped, many feared the worst for the caster.
Lin Xuan’s expression darkened. Could Su Luo be in danger?
No… No, she’ll be fine. I believe in her.
Despite his thoughts, his strikes grew fiercer. He needed to end his fight faster.
Deep down, he knew one person couldn’t change the tide—but he had to try.
Members of the Seven Stars Sword Sect shared his concern, but they were too few to locate Su Luo amidst the chaos.
High above, Nangong Xiyun had noticed as well. She knew exactly where Su Luo was—and that she was safe.
Still, in the midst of her own duel, she casually unleashed two sword beams toward Su Luo’s position, easing the pressure on her.
General Qingyi, however, refused to let Nangong Xiyun interfere so freely. Yet no matter how he tried, even with the Grand Priest’s magic reinforcing him, he couldn’t fully stop her.
At best, he could reduce the frequency of her interventions.
The Left Envoy, witnessing this, felt a chill. Nangong Xiyun is even stronger than the rumors claimed.
He joined the fight against her.
But General Qingyi wasn’t pleased—attacking the Left Envoy as well.
The battlefield had fractured into chaos.
On the ground, the allied sects clashed directly with the demonic horde while the Heavenly Demon Sect ambushed them relentlessly, ignoring the beasts entirely.
The allied sects had no choice but to split their focus.
The skies were no better—a tangled mess of indiscriminate fighting.
The Left Envoy had hoped to ally with the Grand Priest against Di Haoran and the others, but the Grand Priest refused.
The demonic forces had their own creed. Cooperating with humans would be heresy.
And the Left Envoy would never team up with Di Haoran to eliminate the Grand Priest.
So the battle raged on, directionless.
As the fighting dragged on, despair crept into the hearts of the allied sects.
They carried too much on their shoulders.
Behind them lay the homes they were sworn to protect.
The endless tide of savage beasts made victory seem impossible.
And with the Heavenly Demon Sect’s constant ambushes, death lurked around every corner.
The pressure was crushing.
The Heavenly Demon Sect? They just had to keep ambushing.
The demonic beasts? They fought with no regard for their lives.
But the allied sects? A shadow of doubt had fallen over them all.
Even Lin Xuan, his wounds reopening, felt his limbs grow heavier with each swing. He was pushing himself too far.
“Lin Xuan, take a break.”
Elder Yan’s voice carried rare concern.
“No. Not now. This is the most crucial moment.”
“Lin Xuan, you must understand—the battle won’t hinge on you alone.”
“I know. But so many are afraid… I want to stand here and show them a glimpse of victory.”
“You’ll break at this rate.”
“I’ll just have to endure.”
For once, Lin Xuan didn’t heed Elder Yan’s advice.
Elder Yan sighed but didn’t argue. A man had to hold onto his convictions.
Yet stubbornness alone wouldn’t change anything.
Looking around, Elder Yan saw it clearly—the allied sects’ morale, once blazing, was now flickering like a dying flame.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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?"
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.”
