Faced with ridicule from the international net.
Although the people of Daxia wanted to refute it, they could ultimately only curse a few words about the defeated.
They also had to admit one thing.
They had wronged Chen Feng.
Many netizens began to dig up Chen Feng's previous interview videos.
Studying carefully the words Chen Feng had said.
There was another group of people, who considered themselves justice warriors.
They went to @ the host who had interviewed Chen Feng back then.
But they received no response.
"We were totally led by the nose by that bastard back then!"
"Where is he hiding now? Come out and keep pontificating!"
"Too scared to speak now, huh!"
...
The official website of the "Real Talk" program was also overrun.
Later, the program team could only issue an announcement.
Stating that the host had been missing for several days.
And they still hadn't been able to contact him.
Missing?
The host's disappearance quickly sparked countless new speculations.
An anonymous person calling himself "Mr. Wang" claimed:
"Based on my years of experience, the host was likely silenced by the Seven Great Families!"
This statement immediately triggered a new wave of conjecture.
Many people began to realize.
That Chen Feng's interview back then was likely a setup.
But it was too late for any of that now.
The entire internet began to subtly satirize the Seven Great Families.
The people of the Seven Great Families also felt wronged at this moment.
Ye Wujiang asked with a stern face:
"Which one of you did it? Why can't we find the body?"
"Don't you know that a disappearance is the most troublesome?"
"Do I need to teach you how to fake an accident?"
"Drunk driving crash, drunken fall from a building, drunken fall into a river—we can explain all of those reasonably!"
"How am I supposed to explain a disappearance?"
The representatives of the other six families looked at each other.
Each wondering in their hearts who had actually done it.
The representative of the Wei Family said unhappily:
"My Wei Family was not involved in this matter."
The other families also spoke up one after another.
"It wasn't my Wang Family's doing either."
"The Liu Family wouldn't stoop to such things!"
"The Li Family has always been upright and honorable."
"The Zhang Family has been very busy lately, no time for assassinations!"
"The Dugu Family never engages in such underhanded dealings."
Ye Wujiang laughed in anger.
He had already asked before.
His Ye Family truly had not participated in this.
So it must have been one of the six great families in front of him—some genius.
And yet, a supposedly great family dared to do it but didn't dare to admit it.
Ye Wujiang said angrily:
"If none of you did it, did I do it then?"
The people from the six great families all looked at him in unison.
"If none of us did it, then it must have been your Ye Family."
"We've dealt with each other for so many years; everyone knows your Ye Family has the least shame."
Devouring Heaven Club.
"It was us."
"But sorry, we have no obligation to admit it!"
Kunlun Mountains.
Jade Mountain, Jade Pool.
The Kirin, the Mystic Tortoise, and the Spirit Crane were all gathered by the Jade Pool.
Their eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the Violet Heaven Divine Thunder in the sky.
They had waited for a full seven days.
Not daring to relax for a single moment.
The Mountain Soul and Water Spirit in the Jade Pool had now transformed into a large carp, also watching the purple lightning in the sky with rapt attention.
"So beautiful!"
An ethereal voice echoed throughout the Kunlun Mountains.
Gu Qianqian hid inside a stone cave on Jade Mountain.
Hearing the voice of the Mountain Soul and Water Spirit, her heart was filled with worry.
Although she couldn't see, she knew the flood serpent was about to transform into a dragon.
The entire Ancient Clan had gone into hiding.
Once the Violet Heaven Divine Thunder struck, even a stray arc of electricity
would be more than these top-tier martial artists could withstand.
Just then, the Mountain Soul and Water Spirit issued another sound.
"Qianqian, run quickly!"
"Zhang Bowen is coming to capture you!"
"Your master will be here soon!"
These words shocked Qianqian.
She hurriedly stood up, wanting to find her Heavenly Demon Qin.
But she felt around for a long time without finding it.
She remembered always placing the Heavenly Demon Qin in this spot.
Qianqian hastily took out her harmonica, put it in her mouth, and blew.
Still, she did not find the Heavenly Demon Qin.
Instead, she saw many clansmen appearing at the entrance of her room.
And her Heavenly Demon Qin.
Was currently being held in her grandmother's arms.
...
Chen Feng, who was rushing towards the Jade Mountain Jade Pool,
also heard this voice resonating through the Kunlun Mountains.
Hearing that Zhang Bowen was going to capture Qianqian,
Chen Feng's heart burned with anxiety.
Having not slept for seven days and seven nights,
the speed of his feet increased even more.
At this moment, all the animals and beasts in the Kunlun Mountains were prostrate on the ground.
Even if the lightning in the sky struck beside them,
they dared not move an inch.
But Chen Feng knew that at his current speed, by the time he reached the Jade Mountain Jade Pool, everything might be too late.
In his desperation,
he immediately thought of the Thirteen Deadly Swords technique.
So he instantly activated his internal energy, condensing it into the phantom of a giant sword.
Manifesting the state of unity between man and sword.
The razor-sharp sword energy pierced through the air.
Letting out a tremendous shriek in the sky!
It shot towards the direction of the Jade Mountain Jade Pool.
His speed surged yet again, doubling.
Zhang Bowen, moving through the cave corridors of Jade Mountain, laughed:
"The Mountain Soul and Water Spirit is getting smarter and smarter."
"It even knows to warn Qianqian now."
"What a pity. A Mountain Soul and Water Spirit that took thousands of years to gain sentience can only become a sacrifice for the flood serpent's dragon transformation."
The people of the Ancient Clan,
upon hearing the voice of the Mountain Soul and Water Spirit, all looked downcast.
The Mountain Soul and Water Spirit is the soul of the entire Kunlun Mountain range.
It is also the sentience of this dragon vein.
It can see all things within the entire mountain range and hear all sounds of the entire mountains.
For thousands of years, it has lived alongside the Ancient Clan on this land.
But now, for Kunlun to fully open its mountains,
for the Ancient Clan to break through this shackle,
the Mountain Soul and Water Spirit must be sacrificed.
Qianqian walked towards the room's entrance.
Somewhat puzzled, she asked:
"What are you all doing here?"
No one answered; everyone remained silent.
Qianqian blew her harmonica, looking at her grandmother, and said:
"Grandma, what's going on?"
The old woman walked forward.
Gently stroking Qianqian's hair with affection, she sighed and said:
"It's nothing! Stay hidden in the room, be good."
"Once the thunder tribulation passes, everything will be fine!"
Qianqian said urgently:
"The Mountain Soul and Water Spirit said that big bad guy Zhang Bowen is coming to capture me!"
"The Mountain Soul and Water Spirit wouldn't lie to me; it never lies."
The old woman sighed again and said:
"Silly child! Grandma and Grandpa, and your parents are all here!"
"Mr. Bowen won't hurt you."
At this moment, Qianqian's younger brother said:
"Qianqian, now is the critical moment for the flood serpent's dragon transformation."
"Stay properly in your room and don't cause trouble for us!"
Qianqian's parents also chided:
"At your age, you're still not as sensible as your younger brother!"
"All you do all day is cause trouble for us."
They did not like this daughter very much.
Ever since their daughter gained the ability to see the good and evil in others at a glance,
their family had been unpopular within the Ancient Clan.
After all, no one likes to be told they are not a good person.
In the whole family, only the old grandmother truly cared for this blind granddaughter.
"Everyone's here?"
A hearty voice sounded from behind the crowd.
Qianqian didn't need her sound-wave sensing.
Just by hearing the voice, she knew that big bad guy had arrived.
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!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?"
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?!
