“Su Luo?”
The people from the Seven Stars Sword Sect, upon seeing Su Luo, should have been delighted to meet a fellow member. After all, his arrival could lead to the elimination of others. But for some reason, something felt off when they laid eyes on Su Luo, a gut feeling that something bad was about to happen. This uneasiness was likely due to Su Luo’s track record of exceedingly abnormal performances; whenever he appeared, trouble seemed to follow.
Nonetheless, they still addressed him.
“Su Luo, make them lose consciousness quickly.”
Su Luo smirked mischievously.
“Take it easy. I just arrived; how could I not have some fun with them first? Anyone who dares to mess with the Seven Stars Sword Sect will pay the price.”
......
As bold as he sounded, the truth was he only dared to make such boasts now, when the situation was in his favor. Where had he been earlier?
Many present wanted to pummel this shameless Su Luo into the ground, but they lacked the strength to do so.
Su Luo pulled out a barrel and aimed it at Liang Gaozhan.
“Weren’t you quite arrogant before? Now you’re in my hands, huh?”
Power began to gather within the barrel.
Under normal circumstances, Liang Gaozhan wouldn’t have feared it, but now, lying on the ground, exhausted, he couldn’t help but feel a bit apprehensive. The fact that the barrel’s charge took so long only magnified his psychological torment.
BOOM!
Soon, his body would feel the pain as well.
Liang Gaozhan took the blast head-on, sent flying dozens of meters, and instantly lost consciousness.
The members of the Seven Stars Sword Sect felt a sense of satisfaction. They harbored no sympathy for the members of the Yuexing Sect.
But Su Luo didn’t stop there; he turned his attention to other sects.
He continued to hurl insults, trample over them, spit on them, slap them across the face, and even tied them to trees for a beating. He paid attention to his strength, ensuring they didn’t lose consciousness, as he wanted Lin Xuan to suffer the same treatment later, allowing everyone to see his pitiful state.
The idea was sound, though it wouldn’t come to pass.
Initially, the Seven Stars Sword Sect members found Su Luo’s actions acceptable, but as time went on, they grew disturbed by his excessive cruelty. Su Luo would have been better off giving them a swift end.
Lin Xuan, in particular, couldn’t stand it any longer. Despite knowing that Su Luo might have ulterior motives, his master had explicitly told him not to compromise and to act according to his own principles.
“Su Luo, that’s enough. Make them lose consciousness.”
“Not yet, I’m still not done playing.”
And so, Su Luo turned his attention to the Yunyan Sect.
With a smug grin, Su Luo grabbed Yao Hanmei’s head and, without hesitation, began rubbing her face against the ground. Her once-beautiful face was now smeared with mud.
“Hahaha, you used to look down on me, didn’t you? Why aren’t you saying anything now? Come on, try to hit me!”
Su Luo held a handful of mud, ready to shove it into her mouth if she dared to speak. Seeing that Yao Hanmei only glared at him in silence, Su Luo quickly lost interest and kicked her away like a football.
Even Su Luo himself found his actions ridiculous and over the top.
If there were a certain app here, he would have been instantly “exposed.”
“Sisters, can you believe it? A crustacean-headed man just...”
Not only did Su Luo lose respect for himself, but the Seven Stars Sword Sect members also despised him. After all, Yao Hanmei had helped them before; how could Su Luo dare to treat her this way?
Just as Su Luo prepared to harm another Yunyan Sect disciple, the Seven Stars Sword Sect members collectively demanded that he stop.
Lin Xuan, finally unable to contain himself, spoke coldly.
“I said, enough.”
“Enough? It’s far from over! Do you think you can escape? I’m coming for you now!”
Su Luo, as if provoked, strode towards Lin Xuan.
Fueled by anger, Lin Xuan felt his strength returning.
Su Luo launched a frenzied attack on Lin Xuan, who began to fight back.
If it weren’t for the presence of so many witnesses, Su Luo would have long been defeated. But now, in front of everyone, he had to play his part.
The others from the Seven Stars Sword Sect began to notice something was off.
“Foundation Establishment completed? When did Su Luo reach such a level?”
“Exactly, what’s going on with him?”
“Oh no, this means Lin Xuan might not be able to win.”
“Should we apologize to Su Luo and stop the fight?”
“Nonsense! Are you forgetting that the Yunyan Sect helped us earlier?”
Indeed, at this point, all hope rested on Lin Xuan. He had repeatedly created miracles; perhaps this time, he would triumph over Su Luo.
As for the other sects, they now regretted their decision.
“Damn it, we shouldn’t have listened to Su Luo and formed an alliance.”
While the alliance itself was the right choice, they hadn’t foreseen that Su Luo would turn on them. Now, all they wanted was for Su Luo to be utterly defeated.
“Go on, defeat that Su Luo guy. He took advantage of our weakness to humiliate us; it’s too much.”
“Defeat him, and I’ll do anything you say.”
“Lin Xuan, go for it!”
Lin Xuan felt confident that he could hold his own against Su Luo.
But then he realized it was all an act.
Su Luo, having achieved perfect Foundation Establishment, displayed countless flaws, as if he were intentionally waiting to be defeated.
Though unsure of Su Luo’s intentions, Lin Xuan decided to follow his own principles. Perhaps this was part of Su Luo’s plan.
Su Luo’s acting was flawless. Lin Xuan gradually took the upper hand in the battle, continuously hitting Su Luo.
Su Luo panicked and began to shout hysterically.
“Why? They’re your enemies! Why are you defending them? Don’t you want to win? Think of our sect! Stop!”
“Stop right there yourself. To win, yes, but they are also worthy opponents.”
“Nonsense! Victory is everything.”
“No, I won’t let you cause chaos.”
Hearing Lin Xuan’s words, the members of the other sects were moved to tears. What a righteous man, they thought, almost in disbelief.
Lin Xuan and Su Luo clashed once more, but this time, Lin Xuan was undeniably in control.
Su Luo was revealed to be nothing more than a weakling.
“Lin Xuan, die!”
Su Luo, losing control, pulled out his barrel and began charging it.
“Too slow.”
Lin Xuan closed the distance to Su Luo in an instant.
“Eight Extremes Collapse!”
With one punch, Lin Xuan sent Su Luo flying.
“Remember this: to win, yes, but to do so gracefully is what truly matters.”
With that, Lin Xuan turned and returned to his group.
In an instant, his stature in the eyes of everyone grew immensely.
The members of the other three sects couldn’t help but show their highest respects to Lin Xuan.
“Lin Xuan, thank you.”
“I can’t believe you fought even your own man for our sake. Compared to you, we feel truly ashamed.”
“Yes, we shouldn’t have listened to Su Luo and joined forces against you.”
Wait, something important seemed to be missing.
Xie Feiran asked, “Are you saying that your alliance was formed because of Su Luo?”
“Indeed. He approached us yesterday, and from the beginning of the competition, he provided us with your location.”
Xie Feiran slammed his fist into the ground, though lacking strength, it still expressed his fury.
“Damn you, Su Luo!”
Listening to this, Lin Xuan felt a sense of déjà vu. Su Luo’s style was unmistakable.
After everyone vented their anger at Su Luo, Lin Xuan decided it was time to move on.
“Enough. Regarding your alliance against us, you don’t need to feel guilty. After all, we are still rivals, and there’s no fault in that.”
Lin Xuan’s tone shifted.
“However, it’s time for you to exit the competition. I won’t need to take action, will I?”
For the sake of his sect, Lin Xuan knew what had to be done and wouldn’t hesitate when it came to elimination.
The members of the other sects replied,
“No, out of gratitude, we’ll help you.”
“Help me?”
“Yes, you’re currently struggling against the Celestial Light Sect, right? We’ll assist you.”
Lin Xuan hesitated. It was indeed a good plan.
After discussing it with the others from the Seven Stars Sword Sect, they agreed.
While teaming up with other sects against the Celestial Light Sect didn’t seem as noble as his earlier words, opportunities often required flexibility.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan understood the importance of adapting.
Except for the Yuexing Sect, they opted to withdraw directly. Asking them to help the Seven Stars Sword Sect was too much.
Meanwhile, Su Luo had already left the scene, making his exit just in time to avoid being caught.

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.”

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?"

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!

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...