Xiao Ruohan seemed to have descended into madness.
She stomped, again and again, fiercely onto Duan Changtian's intestines, cursing:
"You useless waste, just die!"
Even Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei, standing nearby, could barely stand to watch.
Zhao Bing frowned and drew his sword once more.
"To think someone like you was once our master's disciple."
"This is nothing short of blasphemy against him!"
"Today, I shall cleanse our sect on his behalf!"
The sword hummed faintly.
The crisis of imminent death brought a temporary clarity back to Xiao Ruohan's mind.
She hastily grabbed Duan Changtian from the ground, using him as a shield.
By now, Duan Changtian was already coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
His face was as pale as paper.
Yet, what was truly unbearable for him in his final moments was the realization:
The first woman he had ever truly loved in his life,
the woman he was even willing to die for,
did not love him back at all.
This feeling was strangely familiar, reminiscent of how he had toyed with his ex-girlfriends in the past.
This time, he was the one who had been played.
"How laughable I am!"
Duan Changtian coughed up another mouthful of blood, a self-mocking smile appearing on his face.
Just as Zhao Bing prepared to finish off both of them with his sword,
two streaks of sword energy shot from the distance.
Six Meridian Divine Sword!
A voice thundered simultaneously!
"How dare you!"
Two elderly men came charging towards them.
Zhao Bing first dodged one streak of sword energy.
Then, he unleashed several slashes of his own sword energy to block the other Six Meridian Divine Sword.
He instantly gauged their strength.
"Martial Masters!"
"Senior sisters, we must leave, now!"
The appearance of two Martial Masters at once posed a serious threat to them.
The three immediately fled westward.
Seeing that the Duan family had sent people, Xiao Ruohan was momentarily stunned.
She glanced at Duan Changtian before her, her gaze turning utterly sinister.
The two old men quickly reached Duan Changtian's side.
They cried out in unison:
"Chagtian! The Duan family is finished!"
"The remaining members of the conglomerate have all been slaughtered by the Devouring Heaven Club."
"Those we managed to relocate earlier are also being hunted down by them."
"You are the most outstanding of the Duan family's younger generation, you must hold on!"
"This Vermilion Fruit was entrusted to me by the Patriarch. He told me to find you and go into hiding."
One of the old men immediately pulled a Vermilion Fruit from his robe
and shoved it into Duan Changtian's mouth.
Seeing the Vermilion Fruit, Xiao Ruohan's heart began to pound wildly.
She urgently pointed at the fleeing figures of Jin Youxi and the other two:
"Kill them! Quickly!"
"They are also members of the Devouring Heaven Club!"
"If they escape and expose our whereabouts, we're all dead!"
The two old men looked at the fleeing trio and were instantly alarmed.
They said to Xiao Ruohan:
"You are Xiao Ruohan, correct?"
"I remember you. You are Changtian's girlfriend."
"To think you would stand by Changtian at such a critical juncture."
"You stay here and watch over Changtian. We will go eliminate those three to prevent our location from being exposed."
Just as the old men were about to leave, one felt his trouser leg being grabbed.
Looking down, he saw it was Duan Changtian holding on.
Xiao Ruohan hurriedly pried Duan Changtian's hand away.
"Chagtian, don't move. I'm right here with you."
"With the Vermilion Fruit, your injuries will heal soon!"
The two old men gave Xiao Ruohan a satisfied nod, then immediately gave chase to Jin Youxi and the others.
Although the Vermilion Fruit could heal injuries, it required time to take effect.
Duan Changtian could clearly feel a warm current continuously repairing his wounds.
However, watching Xiao Ruohan putting on an act in front of his elders,
a terrible premonition arose in his heart.
The next moment, that premonition came true.
He saw Xiao Ruohan glaring at him with a ferocious expression, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
She used both hands, trying with all her might to pry his jaws apart.
Duan Changtian summoned every ounce of his strength, clenching his teeth shut.
He prayed incessantly in his heart, hoping his injuries would heal faster.
Seeing she couldn't force his mouth open, Xiao Ruohan grew frantic with anxiety.
Her eyes suddenly fell upon a rock nearby.
A vicious smile instantly spread across her face.
Following her gaze, Duan Changtian also saw the football-sized granite rock on the ground.
Terror gripped him, and his body began to tremble.
Xiao Ruohan picked up the rock and, without a moment's hesitation, smashed it against Duan Changtian's jaw.
Crack!
His mandible shattered.
Not daring to waste a single second, Xiao Ruohan forced her hand down Duan Changtian's throat.
Duan Changtian could no longer care about his other wounds.
His eyes rolled back, his body convulsing and thrashing in a desperate struggle.
But having lost too much vitality, his resistance was pitifully weak.
Xiao Ruohan shoved her arm in up to the forearm.
Finally, she felt what she was searching for.
Clutching the remaining, mostly intact Vermilion Fruit, she pulled her arm out.
Disregarding the blood and filth, she shoved the fruit into her own mouth.
A wave of heat surged through her entire body.
She could distinctly feel the injury in her lower dantian rapidly improving under this warm current.
"Hahaha..."
"My cultivation is about to be restored!"
"Chen Feng, you just wait!"
"I, Xiao Ruohan, will not fall so easily!"
Xiao Ruohan looked down at Duan Changtian on the ground again, a sinister smile curling her lips.
"Didn't you love me?"
"Didn't you used to say you'd do anything for me?"
"Well, now I need you to die for me!"
Duan Changtian stared wide-eyed.
In the final moments of his life, he saw Xiao Ruohan pick up that granite rock once more.
Then the rock rapidly enlarged in his vision.
It was fast.
Yet to him, it also felt agonizingly slow.
So slow that in this instant, he recalled his brief life.
The prodigy of the Duan family.
Inheritor of the Duan family's Six Meridian Divine Sword and the Li family's (his mother's clan) Nine Yang Divine Power.
He had been the champion of every martial arts tournament.
Hailed as the number one among the Duan family's younger generation.
He had countless female admirers.
He had lost count of how many girlfriends he'd had.
Until he met that girl with waist-length silver hair, cold as ice.
This girl was different.
Unlike other women who were obedient and submissive to him,
she remained an unscaleable iceberg.
He became utterly infatuated, unable to extricate himself.
Even now, at the end, this ice-cold girl remained uniquely different.
Her coldness chilled him to the very soul.
Once, twice, three times...
Empowered by the effects of the Vermilion Fruit,
Xiao Ruohan struck with increasing force.
Her expression grew more and more exhilarated.
Not far away, Duan Yanran, who was nearly drained of her vital energy, watched this scene in disbelief.
She could never have imagined her cousin would meet his end at the hands of Xiao Ruohan.
The very person her cousin had fawned over for so long.
Suddenly!
Duan Yanran shuddered.
Because Xiao Ruohan's face, smeared with plasma and what looked like brain matter, suddenly turned towards her.
"Hehehe..."
"It seems you've seen something you shouldn't have."
Terrified, Duan Yanran turned and began crawling forward, desperate to escape.
"No!"
"Don't kill me!"
"I didn't see anything!"
But her weakened body made her crawl as slow as a turtle.
Watching Duan Yanran's feeble attempt to crawl away, Xiao Ruohan, for some reason, began to superimpose the crawling figure with that of Chen Feng in her mind.
"Hmph... my dear master!"
"So you've come to this as well!"
"Let me properly repay you for your nurturing kindness!"
"Hahaha..."
Soon, Duan Yanran's screams pierced the air.
"Ahhh...!"
"What are you doing!"
"You maniac, you pervert!"

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.”

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!

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...