At this time, Nangong Xiyun was still at the Seven Stars Sword Sect, where she had been called to assist with a matter concerning the sect.
It was time for another round of recruitment for new disciples.
Li Siyi was also involved, as she had now become a pillar of the sect. Before long, she would even qualify to become an elder.
Though still young, her cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, making her strong enough to hold such a position.
This time, she wasn’t participating as a candidate but as one of the examiners.
As she looked at the fresh, eager faces before her, Li Siyi couldn’t help but recall the days when she and Su Luo had taken the entrance trials together.
Unfortunately, those memories weren’t particularly pleasant.
However, she soon overheard some strange rumors circulating among the new candidates.
"Wow, that’s the legendary Nangong Xiyun!"
"I heard she’s already taken! Damn it, who’s the lucky one?"
"So envious! So jealous!"
Li Siyi was puzzled—who had spread this?
She glanced at her master beside her.
"Uh... that was me," Nangong Xiyun admitted, surprised at how quickly the news had spread.
Since the Yunyan Sect, where the rumor originated, was an all-female sect, gossip traveled especially fast.
But Nangong Xiyun didn’t mind such talk.
"Master, you’re truly fearless in love," Li Siyi remarked.
"It’s nothing special. You’re the same, aren’t you?"
Li Siyi shook her head and sighed inwardly. She was still far behind. Maybe I should also claim to have a lover?
No, no—better to focus on the recruitment for now.
......
After several dull days, Su Luo, Little Yu, and Jiang Ningshu finally set out on their journey.
The idle days had also been spent waiting for Nangong Xiyun to return.
But since she still hadn’t come back, they decided to proceed with their mission.
Su Luo knew Nangong Xiyun could find him if needed, so there was no need to worry.
Their destination this time was the Abyssal Secret Realm.
Rumors had emerged that a Demon God’s hidden sanctuary lay within, containing the legacy of an ancient demonic powerhouse.
Demon Gods were revered figures in the demonic path—beings so powerful they were akin to deities.
Su Luo’s goal was to obtain this inheritance.
Not that he needed it personally, but it was necessary for the plot.
To become the Demon Lord, he had to grow stronger.
And the Demon God’s legacy was the first step toward that goal.
This was a crucial part of Su Luo’s journey.
Later, when he rebuilt the Heavenly Demon Sect, having the title of "Heir to the Demon God" would lend him credibility.
So Su Luo had to go.
By now, many demonic cultivators had already begun exploring the area, though the news hadn’t spread widely—only whispered in the shadows.
Mysterious as ever.
No matter how much the righteous sects oppressed the demonic path, it would never truly vanish. They would always find a way to persist.
After a brief journey, Su Luo and his companions arrived at the entrance to the secret realm.
Jiang Ningshu had already donned a black cloak to conceal her identity.
Her current reputation was ambiguous—leaning more toward the righteous side, especially since she would later join the fight against the beast hordes.
If she were discovered traveling with Su Luo, even her neutral standing would turn dark.
At the entrance to the Abyssal Secret Realm, numerous demonic cultivators stood guard, eyeing each other warily.
The realm’s entrance was a cave mouth shimmering with a cyan glow—a gate that had yet to open.
Within the glow, white characters floated: "Demon God’s Legacy."
This was the source of the rumors, though no one could tell if it was a trap.
Su Luo’s arrival disrupted the tense atmosphere.
"Oh? Isn’t that Su Luo from the Heavenly Demon Sect? Still alive, huh?"
"Don’t call it the Heavenly Demon Sect anymore—it’s already gone."
"You here for the Demon God’s legacy? Dream on."
They sneered at Su Luo, their mockery thinly veiled.
Even among the demonic path, kicking someone when they’re down was common.
And Su Luo had earned their ire for another reason—the failed demonic alliance.
What was supposed to be a grand coalition had turned into a disaster under Su Luo’s leadership, weakening the demonic factions instead.
So even among his own kind, Su Luo was now an outcast. With the Heavenly Demon Sect gone, no one felt obliged to show him respect.
Facing their taunts, Su Luo chuckled. "Piss me off, and you’ll die."
But no one took him seriously.
A Nascent Soul Realm expert suddenly launched a sneak attack.
Ghostly Grasp!
His hand, wreathed in black resentment, shot straight for Su Luo’s head.
"Because of your stupid alliance, my Ghost Spirit Sect lost all its elites! Our sect is ruined!"
[Gaze Binding Art]
The attacker froze mid-strike, unable to move an inch closer.
He was so close—just a little more, and he could have grabbed Su Luo.
Yet no matter how much power he mustered, he couldn’t advance.
Su Luo drew his sword and thrust it forward.
The man tried to dodge but failed. Desperate, he struck at the blade to deflect it.
But the sword kept coming, unstoppable.
I’m dead!
Even so, I’ll drag you down with me!
Yet no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t reach Su Luo—only watch as the blade pierced his body.
One strike, one kill. Nothing more to say.
Only in his final moments did he realize—he could have used long-range spells.
True, but the outcome would have been the same.
Su Luo’s effortless execution of a Nascent Soul Realm expert left the onlookers stunned.
How could it be so easy? And what was that strange technique just now?
Ignoring them, Su Luo strode toward the secret realm’s entrance.
Another cultivator tried to strike him down, but Little Yu intercepted the attack and swiftly cut him down.
Clean and precise.
If Su Luo was formidable, even his companion was no pushover.
No wonder they were once part of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Now, the others finally fell silent.
Su Luo stood before the entrance.
The crowd watched with amusement, waiting for him to embarrass himself.
If the gate could be opened, someone would have done it already.
Previous attempts had ended in disaster—some injured, others buried.
Su Luo kicked the gate lightly, then withdrew his foot.
Nothing happened.
"Hahaha! See? Thought you were special?"
"He probably expected it to open with a single kick."
"Pathetic."
They mocked freely, confident Su Luo couldn’t kill them all.
"No reaction? Should I try?" Jiang Ningshu offered, already seeing a way to force it open.
After all, it was just a door—how hard could it be?
She didn’t want Su Luo to lose face.
Su Luo smirked. "Let the power fly for a bit."
His method wasn’t brute force but a refined technique—channeling energy in a precise pattern to unlock the gate.
His words only fueled more laughter from the crowd.
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】
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
