The flood serpent took the opportunity to swallow the Mystic Tortoise's blood.
A flicker of excitement gleamed in its eyes.
Not only had the Mystic Tortoise borne the brunt of the terrifying lightning tribulation's damage for it,
but its body was also nourished by the Mystic Tortoise's spiritual blood, accelerating the speed of its injury recovery.
Its body, which had been on the verge of collapse, also got a momentary chance to catch its breath.
At the same time.
Chen Feng and the Ancient Clan members also rushed to the summit of Jade Mountain.
Seeing Qianqian and the Qilin's condition.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp in shock.
Qianqian was covered in blood, though it was all the Qilin's blood.
Seeing that Qianqian was still alive.
Everyone felt a wave of relief.
"Mr. Bowen indeed did not violate the Ancient Clan's ancestral precepts."
"I knew Mr. Bowen wouldn't harm his own people."
"That really gave me a scare just now."
...
Although Qianqian was largely unharmed.
When Chen Feng saw the Qilin's condition, his heart trembled violently.
Most of the Qilin's body below its forelimbs, along with its internal organs, had completely vanished.
The massive wound was a bloody, mangled mess.
If it hadn't consumed a large quantity of Vermilion Fruit beforehand, with some residual medicinal effects remaining,
the Qilin would likely have already breathed its last.
However, the lost abdominal cavity contained most of the Vermilion Fruit it had previously eaten.
Now, the remaining potency of the Vermilion Fruit was clearly insufficient to heal the Qilin's injuries.
Seeing that all her clansmen had arrived on the platform, Qianqian
shouted urgently:
"Grandma! Give me the Vermilion Fruit, quick!"
"The Qilin is about to die!"
The old woman instinctively reached into her pouch to take out her own Vermilion Fruit.
But she was immediately stopped by Qianqian's grandfather.
"For the flood serpent to successfully transform into a dragon, the Qilin must die today without fail!"
"Stop wasting the Vermilion Fruit!"
Hearing her grandfather's words, Qianqian was stunned.
She pleaded desperately:
"Grandfather! The Qilin is our clan's sacred beast!"
"Aren't we supposed to protect it with all our might?"
Qianqian's father snorted coldly.
"Stop this nonsense!"
"Our clan's sacred beast from now on will be the dragon!"
"Starting today, the Qilin is no longer the Ancient Clan's sacred beast."
Qianqian's younger brother also chimed in with a reprimand:
"What kind of sacred beast is the Qilin anyway!"
"In the entire Ancient Clan, it's only close to you!"
"It never paid any attention to the rest of us!"
The Ancient Clan's old patriarch now spoke to Qianqian's parents:
"You two, take Qianqian away quickly."
"Lest the flood serpent accidentally injure her later, affecting our clan's future relationship with the flood dragon."
Qianqian's parents immediately stepped forward.
Intending to pull their daughter away.
Qianqian knelt on the ground, begging:
"Please, I beg you, save the Qilin!"
Yet no one listened to her.
Just as Qianqian was about to be dragged away by her parents.
Chen Feng struck out with a palm!
Dharmic chants and dragon roars resonated with his palm strike!
Facing Chen Feng's attack, Qianqian's parents
hurriedly countered simultaneously.
At this moment, their Qi and Blood values had soared to eight thousand.
A full two thousand higher than Chen Feng's.
Moreover, their martial techniques had also reached a sublimely profound level.
Facing Chen Feng in battle now, they were naturally confident.
However, the moment they clashed,
the two were immediately forced back several steps by a single palm strike.
Only after executing several moves in succession did they barely manage to block Chen Feng's attack.
The two were shocked.
"How can he be this strong!"
"Before, we couldn't defeat him because our Qi and Blood values were lower."
"Now that our values are higher, why still can't we defeat him?"
The Ancient Clan members also began discussing animatedly.
"What's going on, you two are so weak?"
"I just checked with a Qi and Blood monitoring lens; Chen Feng's Qi and Blood is only six thousand."
"You two are both at eight thousand; how could you not defeat him alone?"
"This kid is strange! We should all attack together!"
...
While the Ancient Clan was discussing,
Chen Feng arrived at Qianqian's side.
He wiped the tears from his foolish disciple's face.
"Don't cry, don't cry! If they won't help you, isn't your master still here?"
As he spoke, he took out three Vermilion Fruits from his pocket.
These were what he had specifically put in his pocket before entering the Kunlun Mountains, for emergencies.
Now, he directly stuffed them all into Qianqian's hand.
"What your master earned from you is now being used for you."
"This master can be considered as not taking advantage of his disciple."
Feeling the Vermilion Fruits in her hand,
Qianqian's originally desolate heart finally felt a trace of warmth.
"Thank you, Master!"
She couldn't care about anything else.
Hastily blowing the harmonica in her mouth,
she crushed all three Vermilion Fruits at once and placed her hand into the Qilin's mouth.
The essence-filled juice immediately soaked into the Qilin's body.
Its previously fading eyes gradually grew brighter.
Witnessing this scene, the Ancient Clan members
suddenly felt a deep sense of irony.
An outsider was actually helping Qianqian save the Qilin.
While they, her own clansmen, now stood on the opposite side of Qianqian and the Qilin.
This touch of awkwardness made the Ancient Clan members fly into a shame-fueled rage.
An elder roared:
"Quickly deal with this Chen Feng and take Qianqian back."
"Then deliver the Qilin to the flood serpent!"
"We must not delay the Ancient Clan's thousand-year plan!"
This elder's call was met with a hundred responses.
The Ancient Clan members immediately unleashed their Martial Dao domains.
Charging to kill Chen Feng.
In an instant, countless awe-inspiring Martial Dao phantoms rose into the air.
Especially those Ancient Clan elders who had lived for centuries and cultivated their martial arts to the Harmony of Heaven and Man realm.
"It's a pity Mr. Bowen has passed!"
"Otherwise, after the Qi and Blood breakthrough, I would surely have been able to crush Mr. Bowen."
An elder sighed.
Nine fiery red great suns hovered in the air, suspended behind him.
The Harmony of Heaven and Man level Nine Suns Divine Art operated at full power, causing his entire body to emit a faint red glow.
The elder seemed enveloped in flames.
With the increase in Qi and Blood value,
the power of his Harmony of Heaven and Man level technique had also received a tremendous boost.
Compared to his state during his last battle with Chen Feng,
it was simply incomparable.
Originally, he was the second strongest in the Ancient Clan.
But with the increase in Qi and Blood,
the advantage of his Harmony of Heaven and Man realm would manifest.
He believed that now, with equal Qi and Blood, he should be able to defeat Zhang Bowen.
And become the number one expert of the Ancient Clan.
It was a shame he couldn't have a match with Zhang Bowen.
The elder raised his hand and struck out with a palm, shouting loudly:
"Kid! Take this old man's palm strike!"
"Blazing Pure Yang Palm!"
A fiery red palm imprint, radiating intense heat, shot towards Chen Feng.
The attacks of others also followed in quick succession.
Chen Feng was not afraid in the slightest.
He could tell.
Among all the people present,
this elder's attack was the most powerful.
Chen Feng directly activated his Indestructible Golden Body, forcefully withstanding the attacks of all the Ancient Clan members.
Simultaneously, he operated the North Star Divine Art at full power.
Wave after wave of attacks slammed against the energy shield of the Indestructible Golden Body.
The impact shook Chen Feng, forcing him back two steps.
Even the Harmony of Heaven and Man level Indestructible Golden Body struggled somewhat under the onslaught of so many Ancient Clan attacks at once.
The main reason was still the exceptionally high cultivation realms of the Ancient Clan members.
They were completely incomparable to outsiders.
Especially those foreign devils.
With equal Qi and Blood cultivation, several of them combined couldn't match a single Ancient Clan member.
However, as these attacks struck the energy shield of the Indestructible Golden Body,
Chen Feng's Harmony of Heaven and Man level North Star Divine Art forcibly devoured a portion of the Qi and Blood contained within the techniques.
Greatly diminishing the power of the attacks.
While Chen Feng marveled at the strength of the Ancient Clan members,
all the Ancient Clan members on the other side were utterly shocked!

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.”

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!

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...