"The calls still aren't going through!"
The fifty Martial Saints rushing back from the Kunlun Mountains were all burning with anxiety.
They had completely lost contact with the Holy Capital.
However, they could still contact their clansmen who had left the Holy Capital to gain experience in other provinces.
But just like them, those people had also lost contact with the clansmen in the Holy Capital.
Now, all the Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan who were outside were rushing toward the Holy Capital at top speed.
Everything had happened far too suddenly.
No one had anticipated that such a thing would occur out of nowhere.
They only prayed that their clansmen in the Holy Capital were safe and sound.
They hoped the ninety-two Martial Saints remaining in the Holy Capital could suppress the rebellion.
After all, that was ninety-two Martial Saints. They truly couldn't imagine who would dare to strike at the Ancient Clan.
The final conclusion they reached was that all the hidden Martial Saints had allied with the Half-step Martial God in the Holy Capital to launch a sneak attack on the Ancient Clan.
Soon, however, they received new information via their phones.
In a city south of the Holy Capital.
The sword master and the Tai Chi master had suddenly appeared to block the Ancient Clan's reinforcements from returning.
At this moment, Wang Zun and Dugu Sword Demon were facing off against sixteen Martial Saints.
Originally, there had been thirty Martial Saints.
But fourteen of them had already returned to the Holy Capital ahead of time; Wang Zun and Dugu Sword Demon hadn't managed to intercept them.
"Be careful of that Tai Chi master. The clan leader said this person is incredibly formidable."
"That sword master is also a peak Martial Saint at the realm of Heaven and Man as One. He absolutely must not be underestimated."
"The situation in the Holy Capital is very wrong. We must finish this battle quickly and not waste any time."
...
Without any wasted words, the great battle erupted instantly.
Dugu Sword Demon pointed his sword at the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints and shouted:
"Our luck isn't bad, we didn't have to block all thirty of them."
"Don't you go dying here."
Wang Zun didn't reply.
His martial arts domain completely unfolded.
The Tai Chi Bagua spun and paused, sensing every tiny change in all things of the world.
The sixteen Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan attacked together.
Dugu Sword Demon slashed out with his sword and instantly retreated.
At this moment, Wang Zun also locked onto a Martial Saint who used sword techniques.
Aiming at the opponent's opening, he instantly raised his fist, channeled his power, struck, and retracted his fist.
After this set of movements was completed.
The air in front of him seemed to only just react.
It exploded with a boom.
Under the incomprehensible gazes of the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints.
They watched helplessly as a clansman's chest was inexplicably punched through.
They stared at Wang Zun in horror.
They knew this man was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be this outrageously strong.
Having succeeded in his strike, Wang Zun also quickly opened up the distance.
At the same time, he threw three more punches, blocking three incoming attacks.
Even though he was strong, he couldn't withstand the combined strike of over a dozen Martial Saints.
On the other side, after gathering his strength, Dugu Sword Demon also unleashed a second, wide-range sword attack.
The sword light spanned a hundred meters, cleaving toward all the Martial Saints of the Ancient Clan.
This bought Wang Zun the opportunity to strike again.
The next moment.
Another person from the Ancient Clan fell.
His lower abdomen was blown apart by Wang Zun's punch, a thoroughly miserable sight.
Wang Zun felt no joy of victory at this moment.
Cold sweat had already broken out on his forehead.
Both of his fists had begun to tremble.
Right now, his right fist could throw at most two more punches, and his left fist could only throw three more.
The meridians within his body were also throbbing with pain under the overload.
The remaining fourteen Ancient Clan Martial Saints all had red eyes.
One person roared furiously:
"He doesn't have the ability to kill all of us at once."
"Don't give him a chance to catch his breath."
The remaining fourteen charged together.
Wang Zun gritted his teeth and threw two more punches.
An Ancient Clan Martial Saint's sternum suddenly caved in, and he flew backward, spewing fresh blood from his mouth.
Another person's head exploded on the spot, sending a mist of blood flying.
The Ancient Clan's Martial Saints were reduced by two more.
The attacks of the remaining twelve had now reached them.
"Slash!"
Dugu Sword Demon slashed out with his sword, forcefully meeting them head-on.
His entire body was instantly blasted back nearly a hundred meters.
While still in the air, he violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Zun also drew his own sword.
He slashed several times in succession, barely blocking the remaining attacks.
However, there was a fundamental difference between sword techniques and fighting with fists and limbs.
The power he displayed was clearly inferior to his Tai Chi at the realm of Heaven and Man as One.
But for now, Wang Zun could only rely on his sword techniques to give his overwhelmed body a moment to recover.
However, what was originally a two-versus-sixteen had now become a two-versus-twelve.
"Find a way to stall them. If it really comes down to it, we'll just have to run!"
Wang Zun reminded Dugu Sword Demon, who was not far away.
Dugu Sword Demon nodded.
Looking at the bloodshot eyes of the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints, he also knew that fighting head-on to the bitter end was meaningless.
His and Wang Zun's main goal was to relieve the pressure on Wei Qianqiu.
To prevent these people from returning to provide support right away.
If they lost their lives here, the losses would outweigh the gains.
However, having watched four of their clansmen get killed with their own eyes, the remaining twelve of the Ancient Clan naturally wouldn't let the two escape easily.
Especially during this recent period, the Ancient Clan had been losing people continuously.
This had kept them suppressed for too long.
Seeing their clansmen die right before their eyes once again.
Their suppressed emotions completely erupted.
The remaining twelve began to charge and attack with no regard for their own lives.
Wang Zun and Dugu Sword Demon continuously retreated in defeat.
Just as the two were about to be surrounded.
Wang Zun gritted his teeth and threw another punch.
Another Ancient Clan Martial Saint was struck directly in a weak point.
A bloody hole was instantly punched clean through his abdomen.
But Wang Zun's aura clearly began to wither.
Even though he tried desperately to swallow the metallic sweetness in his throat.
Blood still flowed uncontrollably from his nostrils.
He raised his trembling left hand, wanting to wipe away the continuous nosebleed.
But he just couldn't wipe it clean.
Taking advantage of this opening, Dugu Sword Demon unleashed hundreds of sword strikes in a row.
Forcefully breaking apart the enemy's encirclement.
However, one of the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints completely disregarded his own life.
Trading a life for a life.
The horizontal saber in his hand slashed directly at Wang Zun.
Clang!
The saber light slashed down from the air.
Wang Zun tried his utmost to raise his sword in defense.
However, his vitality and blood were already unstable, and his defense was instantly shattered by the Ancient Clan Martial Saint's all-out strike.
Without the support of stable vitality and blood, the bronze sword in his hand.
Was instantly chopped into two pieces by the saber light.
At the same time, blood spurted out.
Along with Wang Zun's sword-wielding right arm, which was severed cleanly at the shoulder.
However, that Ancient Clan Martial Saint was also shredded into a bloody mess by Dugu Sword Demon's sword aura, falling to the ground and completely losing his combat ability.
Startled, Dugu Sword Demon hurriedly rushed to Wang Zun's side.
Grabbing him, he quickly retreated.
The last ten Ancient Clan Martial Saints let out heaven-shaking roars.
"Today, we will definitely slay you right here!"
"The Tai Chi master is already crippled."
"The peak sword master's strength can handle at most five people at the same time."
"There's no need to trade lives anymore; neither of them will escape!"
...
The Ancient Clan Martial Saints, although furious, still maintained a shred of rationality.
And they also realized one thing.
Although there weren't many outside Martial Saints.
Those who hadn't died at the hands of Mr. Bowen back then possessed truly terrifying strength.
Every single one of them was someone who could rival an expert like Gu Yang.
Especially that Tai Chi master.
Even if Mr. Bowen came in person, he probably wouldn't be a match for him.
As for them, Martial Saints who had piled up their cultivation by relying on the Ageless Everlasting Spring Art to bide their time.
They were clearly a level below these short-lived outsiders.
As long as their martial arts cultivation hadn't reached the realm of Heaven and Man as One, almost none of them could match an outside Martial Saint in a one-on-one fight.
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...
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?"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
