The people of Great Xia were arguing endlessly.
"That nightmare of Great Xia, Zhang Bowen, was actually killed by Chen Feng!"
"Worthy of being a hero of Great Xia, he even took down the patriarch of this Ancient Clan."
"It's just a pity that in the end, he still couldn't stop the flood dragon from transforming, nor could he stop these Kunlun barbarians!"
"And this was the man who was previously framed as a traitor by his own disciple!"
"Long live the hero of Great Xia! Long live Chen Feng!"
"Chen Feng will forever be a hero of Great Xia! We must never forget him!"
...
But upon seeing the last paragraph of the announcement.
[Sinner Chen Feng, executed at the White Tiger Abyss of Kunlun!]
Those who had been cheering for Chen Feng were instantly filled with indignation.
Some voiced their grievances for Chen Feng and cursed the Ancient Clan.
Some were so enraged for Chen Feng that they took to the streets to protest.
Some mourned for Chen Feng, grieving the murder of Great Xia's hero.
The result was just as Ye Wujiang had expected.
Almost the entire internet consisted of Chen Feng's supporters.
There were even some mindless people who openly marched to protest the actions of the Ancient Clan.
Facing the deeply conservative Ancient Clan, the result was predictable.
They were all arrested by the Martial Arts Association.
This was only thanks to Ye Wujiang's persuasion.
If it were up to Gu Changqing, those people would have been treated as Chen Feng's accomplices.
And killed on the spot!
Later, when Gu Yang learned of the matter, thousands of people were spared from death.
However, they were still arrested.
According to Gu Yang, they could be spared the death penalty, but punishment was inevitable.
They were all sentenced to become slaves.
This incident caused a massive uproar.
As a result, large-scale protests broke out again, this time involving hundreds of thousands of people.
However, this time, Ye Wujiang's persuasion was useless.
Chen Feng was the greatest enemy the Ancient Clan had ever faced in its history.
When Gu Yang heard that these people were all voicing their grievances for Chen Feng.
He immediately thought of the tragic deaths of Mr. Bowen and the patriarch, and his temper flared up.
If not for his reservations about the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice, he would have loved to slaughter them all.
"These outsiders are really pushing their luck."
"If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll really think our Ancient Clan is a pushover."
"No need for a large-scale massacre, we just need to make an example of a few!"
Gu Yang immediately dispatched dozens of Martial Saints.
Within a single day, they resolved the protests in all the cities.
A Martial Saint of the Ancient Clan struck down with a single palm.
Thousands of protesters died on the spot.
Upon seeing the Ancient Clan send Martial Saints to kill people in broad daylight.
The survivors immediately fled in panic.
At this moment.
People all over the world finally realized.
That the civilized world in their hearts no longer existed.
The idea that the law cannot punish the masses was a thing of the past.
In today's world, there was only the hegemony of the Ancient Clan.
...
Xiandu.
Donghai City had now been officially renamed Xiandu.
The people of the Martial Arts Association were expelled by the Su Group of Xiandu.
The entire city of Xiandu was under the control of the Su Group.
Industries that were previously banned in Great Xia were now fully open and flourishing everywhere here.
Furthermore, the Heaven-Devouring Club had transitioned from the underworld to legitimate business, taking over the entire city and opening up a new type of industry.
Selling vitality and blood!
Xiandu instantly became a global sensation.
Online discussions were polarized.
On one side were the accusations and disdain of countless people.
On the other side, countless people secretly came to Xiandu to join this maddeningly free city.
A doggerel poem even went viral online, becoming the motto of Xiandu.
From now on, Xiandu is a city that never sleeps, indulging in luxury and extravagance until dawn.
Once you enter this paradise, time loses its meaning, living out this life in a drunken stupor.
Similarly, Xiandu had its own rules.
Anyone who dared to cause trouble in Xiandu would face only one fate.
Death!
At the Su Group headquarters.
Jin Youxi wiped her tears and looked at Su Yan, saying:
"I'm going to the Kunlun Mountains. I don't believe Master is just dead like that."
"Master survived so many times before."
"Maybe this time, Master will turn bad luck into good fortune again."
Liu Weiwei kept her head down, her eyes red, and hugged Jin Youxi's arm.
Standing to the side, Grandpa Jin couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
In his eyes, Chen Feng was undoubtedly dead.
With over three hundred Martial Saints in the Ancient Clan, killing a peak Grandmaster would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Zhao Bing was also frowning at this moment, stroking his Chixiao Sword.
For the first time in his life, he had a new goal.
Before, his only focus was practicing the way of the sword.
Now, he had another goal.
To avenge his master!
He decided to use the blood of the Ancient Clan to hone his swordsmanship.
However, the Ancient Clan was too powerful right now, so he could only temporarily avoid their sharp edge.
Su Yan looked at the news on her computer and said to Jin Youxi:
"You are all Great Xia's most wanted fugitives now, so you must be careful."
"Don't let your master blame me, your martial aunt, for not taking good care of you."
Jin Youxi frowned and questioned:
"As Master's first woman, aren't you coming with us?"
Su Yan rubbed her lower abdomen.
"The Kunlun Mountains are still too dangerous for your little junior sister."
"Remember to help me think of a beautiful name for your little junior sister."
Her words stunned both Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei.
They couldn't help but look at Su Yan's belly.
They hadn't expected their master to actually have his own bloodline.
In their hearts, they were both happy and envious.
With her cultivation as a Martial Saint, Su Yan could clearly sense her own condition.
Through the faint yet vibrant mass of vitality and blood in her abdomen, it was easy to determine the gender.
She hadn't expected Chen Feng to give her such a surprise.
"I never thought the day would come when I could be a mother."
"It's just a pity that my child is even more pitiful than me, losing her father as soon as she's born."
"Since you extinguished a ray of light in my life, it wouldn't be too much for me to exterminate your entire clan, right?"
Since learning of Su Yan's pregnancy, Jin Youxi and the others no longer asked her to go to the Kunlun Mountains.
They didn't delay for a single moment.
They immediately prepared their luggage and set off for the Kunlun Mountains.
Because none of the people present understood Mount Kunlun.
Let alone knew where the so-called White Tiger Abyss was.
They only knew that this would definitely be a long journey.
By the time they returned, perhaps their master's daughter would already be born.
Along the way, Jin Youxi kept thinking about what name to give her master's daughter.
So she could call Su Yan in advance and tell her.
In her eyes, her master's daughter was like her own daughter.
Not long after seeing off Jin Youxi and the others.
Mi Chuan hurriedly arrived at the Su Group headquarters in a panic.
"Little Su! You have to help your uncle."
"Feng Tengyun doesn't even care about his life for the sake of immortality."
"He insisted on running off to the Ancient Clan to be a hostage, and I couldn't hold him back."
"This is the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique he exchanged for."
"Practice it secretly, and absolutely do not leak it, or Old Feng is dead for sure."
"With three hundred and eighty-two Martial Saints, if each of them took one hit, there wouldn't even be ashes left of Old Feng."
Su Yan picked up the Ageless Ever-Spring Technique that Mi Chuan had copied down.
Looking at the earthworm-like text on it, she couldn't help but frown.
"What country's writing is this?"
Mi Chuan immediately glared at her and said angrily:
"You brat, you really take after your dad!"
"You need a beating!"
When Mi Chuan was young, the person he was most jealous of was Su Yan's father, Su Yuanshan.
Even though he was also blessed with exceptional talent, he was overshadowed by Su Yuanshan in everything he did.
The most hateful part was that Su Yuanshan was more than ten years younger than him.
After Su Yuanshan died, Mi Chuan thought he would finally be able to make a name for himself in Great Xia.
Who would have thought that the Wang family would produce yet another genius, Wang Zun, the youngest Martial Sage in Great Xia.
What did it mean to be cursed with terrible luck?
This was exactly it.
Su Yan looked through it once and said calmly,
"I am not interested in this cultivation technique."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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?"
