"Ahem, no. I just feel that since Su Luo keeps causing trouble for me, I should deal with him myself."
Lin Xuan nearly exposed himself.
Though Di Haoran was trustworthy, it was better to wait and see.
Besides, Su Luo might not want too many people to know about his undercover identity.
Li Siyi hadn’t even spoken up—why should he say anything unnecessary?
Lin Xuan chose to keep his mouth shut.
Di Haoran warned, "In that case, you’ll need to be careful. I investigated him afterward and found out he’s obtained the inheritance of the Demon God. He’s no ordinary opponent now, and he even has a Mahayana-stage expert by his side."
"Haha, I’ve long been aware of how strong he is."
"As long as you know."
Di Haoran still felt something was off, as if their conversation wasn’t quite aligned.
But as long as Lin Xuan understood, that was enough.
Di Haoran said optimistically, "Hmph, even though Su Luo escaped, the stone he left behind can serve as our defense line. If the beast army attacks, I’ll just throw it at them."
In the end, Di Haoran hosted Lin Xuan and the others.
Two days later, everything was ready.
Lin Xuan and his group set off.
With another Mahayana-stage expert joining them—Di Haoran.
Their destination: the Savage Wastelands, for the immortal’s inheritance.
The general location had been provided by the Heavenly Secrets Elder, so with four Mahayana-stage experts, finding it would be simple.
Truthfully, the Mahayana-stage cultivators weren’t planning to enter the immortal’s inheritance. They believed it was better to leave the opportunity to the younger generation.
Some Void Refinement cultivators were only going as a precaution against unexpected events, with no intention of entering the secret realm.
Didn’t they want the immortal’s inheritance?
Of course they did.
But they had self-awareness. Some of the older ones understood their limits all too well.
Better to leave it to those with greater potential.
Upon entering the Savage Wastelands, they immediately noticed something strange.
The beast army lay dead in great numbers.
Corpses littered the wilderness.
Lin Xuan and his group began discussing.
"What happened here? Did someone come to wipe out the beast army?"
"It’s normal for people to come to the Savage Wastelands because of the immortal’s inheritance, but isn’t this a bit too bold?"
"Good riddance."
"True, but let’s hope this doesn’t draw the Beast Lord’s attention."
"We should hurry."
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Meanwhile, Su Luo had already finished killing the beast army he’d targeted.
In fact, he’d overachieved.
Little Yu had finally made it to the Savage Wastelands, so he decided to show her around.
Let her experience the calamities of nature.
But the effect wasn’t quite what he’d hoped for.
At her current strength, natural disasters were nothing to her.
Su Luo wondered—what else could he show her?
"Let’s just wander randomly. We’ll go wherever we end up."
"You don’t have to show me anything, Su Luo. If you want to laze around, I’ll stay with you."
"What kind of nonsense is that? Do I seem like a lazy person to you?"
Yes, but laziness had flexible standards.
Little Yu might not really be interested.
But Su Luo felt that if there was a chance to see something unusual, they should take it.
They ventured deeper.
A 100-level gale howled wildly, but Little Yu only felt a slight chill—it couldn’t budge her at all.
In a rare patch of greenery within the Savage Wastelands, the plants were all carnivorous.
They could suddenly open their maws and swallow creatures whole.
But to Little Yu, they were just like the surprise boxes Su Luo used to make.
"Scary plants that ambush you? How terrifying."
Then, whoever attacked whom ended up getting chopped down.
The plants, sensing danger, played dead—behaving like ordinary plants.
One area was plagued by constant earthquakes, localized to that very spot.
The ground split open and stitched itself back together repeatedly. One misstep, and you’d be crushed or fall to your death.
But Little Yu could fly—she could soar right over the area without issue.
Not every part of the Savage Wastelands was dangerous.
Occasionally, there were peaceful plains under clear skies.
And then they encountered the beast army.
They had no choice but to fight.
Because the beast army had the same thought when they saw humans.
Unfortunately for them, Su Luo and Little Yu were absurdly strong.
"Something feels off," Su Luo muttered, thinking back.
"What is it?"
"Pretty sure we’ve been discovered."
"That shouldn’t be possible. We acted fast—they didn’t get a chance to call for reinforcements."
"You’re underestimating the beast army."
They were no longer in the outskirts of the Savage Wastelands.
Here, even the slightest disturbance would alert the Grand Priest.
At that moment, deep within the Savage Wastelands, the Grand Priest opened his eyes.
He had sensed something amiss.
A portion of the beast army had died in an instant.
This was no natural disaster.
And the beasts in that area were far from weak.
Thanks to the totem altar’s power, the Grand Priest possessed immense perception within the Savage Wastelands—especially when it came to the life and death of the beast army.
If someone was slaughtering them, no matter how quietly, he would eventually notice.
The closer to him, the sooner he’d detect it.
So the beast army wasn’t something you could kill freely—unless you had the strength to evade the beasts he’d send after you.
"Bone Bear King, go to this location and investigate."
"Yes."
The Bone Bear King, encased in skeletal armor, immediately set out.
His strength was at the mid-Void Refinement stage, and his bones were extraordinarily durable. Even against a late-Void Refinement opponent, he could hold his own.
Meanwhile, Su Luo and Little Yu continued their journey.
"Are you sure wandering like this is fine?"
"Don’t worry. Even if the Grand Priest notices us, he can’t teleport here. And the first beast he sends probably won’t be anything impressive."
"But what if after we kill this one, he sends stronger ones? Or even comes himself?" Little Yu voiced her concern.
She knew Su Luo wasn’t particularly interested in slaughtering the beast army.
Su Luo nodded.
Fair point. If they kept killing, the entire Savage Wastelands would become unmanageable.
"You’re right. But I’m just lazy—not afraid. No matter who comes, it won’t matter. Even the Beast Lord can’t do anything to me."
BOOM!
A massive beast crashed down from the sky.
The Bone Bear King stepped out of the crater. "Such arrogance, human! To dare look down on our Beast Lord? You won’t need the Beast Lord—I’ll kill you myself!"
His killing intent surged to the heavens.
The Bone Bear King already despised humans, and now they had insulted the Beast Lord? Death was the only option.
His bones multiplied, covering his entire body. His claws, reinforced by layers of bone, grew monstrously large.
He swung his arms with a roar.
"This is my strongest form. I’ll make you taste despair—don’t die too quickly."
The Bone Bear King charged.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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?"
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
