Yang Xuan had seen pictures of the Ghost Mound sarcophagi in the files.
At once, he hurriedly lifted his shirt and wiped the tears from his face.
Then he pulled a sheet of paper from his clothes.
It contained a record of the sarcophagi Su Yuanshan intended to resurrect.
Yang Xuan quickly checked the list.
The hexagram pattern of the sarcophagus before him was not on it.
That meant it was one of their actual targets.
At that moment, Yang Xuan forgot his grief and fear.
A sudden thought struck him.
Perhaps he could still make his master and his parents proud of him one more time!
Yang Xuan quickly lifted his shirt again and wiped away every trace of tears from his face.
“I, Yang Xuan, absolutely cannot disgrace my master!”
He circulated all the qi and blood in his body, leaped with all his might, and slammed into the four-meter-high sarcophagus lid.
Despite having only just reached the level of an advanced martial artist, he could barely make the enormous lid tremble.
Yang Xuan kept ramming into it.
Once, twice, three times…
Before long, his head was battered and bleeding.
His right shoulder, meanwhile, was sending stabbing pain through his body.
He had a feeling that he might have fractured it.
But he could no longer afford to care.
Su Yuanshan was about to reach the top of his head.
He could even feel the enormous suction force.
“Just a little more!”
“Only a little more!”
“Come on, Yang Xuan!”
“You’re no longer that Four-Eyes Blondie. You’re no longer the street thug everyone looked down on!”
“You’re now the disciple of a Great Xia hero!”
“You have to succeed!”
Yang Xuan rammed into the sarcophagus lid while shouting wildly, cheering himself on.
His actions soon drew the attention of the people around him.
The volunteers who were struggling on the verge of death were also moved by what Yang Xuan was doing.
One after another, they tried to go over and help.
But their bodies were involuntarily pulled into the sky.
Even Su Yuanshan watched with great interest.
“Chen Feng’s disciples really are more interesting than the last!”
“But this one is far too weak.”
Suddenly, Yang Xuan’s feet left the ground against his will.
His body was mercilessly pulled upward by Su Yuanshan.
Yang Xuan let out a roar and clung desperately to the sarcophagus lid.
He exerted himself so violently that his face flushed crimson and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Under the added strain of the suction force, the sarcophagus finally began to emit the grinding sound of stone scraping against stone.
At last, the lid opened a narrow crack!
At that moment, Yang Xuan suddenly felt his body grow light.
Through the gap in the sarcophagus, he actually saw his own battered body lying inside.
He knew that he had succeeded.
He also knew that his soul was about to scatter, and that he would vanish from this world forever.
In the final moments of his life, he shouted to everyone:
“I’m the disciple of a Great Xia hero!”
“My name is Yang Xuan!”
“Our plan has not failed!”
“I’ve opened the sarcophagus designated in our plan!”
“No one has sacrificed themselves in vain!”
“Justice will prevail!”
“Long live the Great Xia hero!”
Those were his final words.
The volunteers who were about to die also could not help joining in:
“We did not die in vain!”
“We held back Su Yuanshan’s men!”
“We opened our own sarcophagi too!”
“Justice will prevail!”
“Long live the Great Xia hero!”
…
The scene was captured by the surveillance cameras.
Everyone across the world watched with tears in their eyes.
Yet Yang Xuan’s parents were deathly pale.
Their son, his face covered in blood, had been turned alive into the sacrifice that opened the coffin.
His mother could no longer hold back. She covered her face and burst into tears on the spot.
His father’s eyes were red as well.
Holding his sobbing wife in his arms, he shouted through his tears:
“My son, Yang Xuan, is a true hero—just like his master!”
……
Elsewhere.
Wang Hao led dozens of people into a cave, where they happened to encounter more than a hundred of Su Yuanshan’s men guarding a stone coffin.
The trigram carved into the top of the stone coffin clearly read: “Kun is Earth.”
“That’s the stone coffin we’re looking for!”
Someone pointed at the more-than-four-meter-tall stone coffin and shouted.
The atmosphere instantly became charged.
“Kill our way through! Find a chance to open the stone coffin!”
“We don’t have much time left. The Ghost Mound stone coffin could disappear at any moment!”
Wang Hao glanced at his watch and shouted.
As the person with the highest qi-and-blood cultivation among them, he charged forward first.
Unfortunately…
Wang Hao’s soft, limp-looking Tai Chi was painfully lacking in offensive power.
People fell on both sides as the battle raged on.
They drew closer and closer to the Ghost Mound stone coffin.
But the enemy had overwhelming numbers, and there were no shortage of experts among them.
As a result, they never found an opportunity to touch the stone coffin.
Wang Hao looked at his comrades, who possessed plenty of passion but only mediocre strength, and sighed helplessly to himself:
“Looks like I’ll have to rely on myself!”
Suddenly, Wang Hao thrust a hand into his pocket and roared:
“You brought this on yourselves!”
“Everyone, get out of the way! I’m about to use my ultimate move!”
His words immediately drew the attention of several enemy experts.
The people around them also warily watched the hand he had reached into his pocket.
The next moment, Wang Hao suddenly swept his hand out, grabbed a handful of something, and flung it in every direction.
Nobody knew what it was, but for the sake of safety, everyone immediately scattered to avoid it.
Yet the next moment, everyone was stunned.
The minds of both sides short-circuited.
“C-C-Cash?”
“This is your ultimate move? Throwing money around at a critical moment?”
“This fatso is an idiot, isn’t he?”
“Did you really think we’d swarm over to grab the money like ordinary people?”
“Hahahaha… This is hilarious! Did you leave your brain at home?”
“And someone of this caliber dares to oppose Mr. Su?”
……
The enemy erupted in mockery.
Wang Hao’s comrades also looked rather uncomfortable.
“This kid is fat as a pig. You can tell at a glance that he’s some rich second-generation heir.”
“How naïve! Does he really think money can do anything?”
“We’re risking our lives here. Who would care about a little money?”
“Brother, are you scattering funeral paper money for yourself before you die?”
“I just don’t understand. If you came all the way to Kunlun Mountain to risk your life, why did you bring so much cash?”
……
The corners of Wang Hao’s mouth curled upward, revealing a sinister smile.
“A bunch of idiots!”
“How could mere fools like you possibly see through my wisdom?”
Although not a single person had gone after the hundred-yuan bills, nearly everyone except Wang Hao had been distracted for a moment by the banknotes fluttering down from the sky.
Just as everyone tilted their heads to watch the bills rain down…
While he was ranting furiously, mocking them, and voicing his confusion,
Wang Hao suddenly leaped into the air and slammed into the stone coffin’s lid.
“Not good! We’ve fallen into his trap!”
The three Martial Venerables simultaneously shot into the air, unleashing their deadliest attacks in an attempt to stop the cunning fatty.
But they were still a step too late.
Wang Hao completely ignored their attacks.
He was going to die anyway.
Taking a couple of hits before opening the coffin was nothing to him.
The combined strike of the three Martial Venerables immediately sent blood spraying from Wang Hao’s mouth.
One of them even shattered his spine with a single punch.
But at that final moment—
Wang Hao, heedless of life or death and ignoring the attacks raining down on him, slapped the coffin lid open.
The instant the lid opened, all the pain throughout his body vanished.
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?"
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?"
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...
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
