Thunder rained down on the mortal world.
An enormous pair of eyes that had gazed through the eons looked down impassively, observing everything.
Until the thunder extinguished the cultivators undergoing their tribulations below.
Pillars of thunder as large as mountains hid within the dark clouds, the spiritual thunder concealing itself and no longer revealing itself.
The all-encompassing dark clouds covering the small realm slowly dissipated, and the million-year Nascent Soul tribulation disappeared, retreating back between the celestial thunder pools.
The mighty beings hurriedly looked towards the original location, their minds skipping a beat and filled with loss.
The silhouette crossing the tribulation had already disappeared, possibly vanishing along with the tribulation.
The mighty beings sighed once more, what a pity for that potential emperor seedling, but it was only regret.
Emperors in the world between heaven and earth were few and far between, potential emperor seedlings were not.
Those that did not mature could only receive a sigh of regret.
The consciousness of the mighty beings returned to the immortal realms, dispersing and not lingering further, no longer paying attention to this small realm.
And the changes in the small realm began from the moment the rain of blood fell.
The hundred grasses revived, sprouting strange shapes, some who ate them by mistake obtained mysterious abilities, like the ability to photosynthesize.
Moreover, peerless masters of the Jianghu suddenly comprehended clearly, stepping onto the immortal path.
Beasts of the mountains began to mutate, furthermore some spoke human tongues, and even further, a black she-bear insisted on sneaking into the temple next door to steal monk robes.
What a uniform maniac.
And so, the immortal path unfolded towards the entire small realm.
And thus, everyone came to know one thing.
The spiritual energy has revived!
Between the vast ponds, the tranquil surface of the water was like a mirror, as though it was the end of time.
Chen Xia lay on the surface of the water, slowly sitting up in a daze, looking at his unharmed self, even more confused now.
"You're awake." A plain greeting came from an old fisherman, spoken slowly and reaching Chen Xia's ears.
"Who are you?" Chen Xia was somewhat puzzled.
The old fisherman held a bronze fishing rod, a smile emerging on his aged face. "It was I who fished you out from the river of time."
"I became a drift bottle?" Chen Xia was slightly surprised.
The old fisherman's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly. "That's not how I would put it. You can understand it as you ascending, but not to the immortal realms, but to the Great Myriad Worlds!"
Chen Xia was even more confused.
The old fisherman explained, "The myriad worlds, your previous location was a minor cave world, the immortal realms are the major plane, and this place is an even higher layer, called the Great Myriad Worlds."
"Is there a difference?" Chen Xia asked with knitted brows.
The old fisherman shook his head, "No, it's still the strong eating well and the weak eating shit, no difference."
Crude words but not crude principles, it was indeed this logic.
Chen Xia asked again, "Why did you fish me out?"
The old fisherman laughed lightly, his thick brows that were like two worms arching up as he held up a finger and replied.
"Because you are the one."
Chen Xia was startled, recalling bad things, and hurriedly shook his head, "I'm not, not at all."
"You are the only one." The old fisherman ignored Chen Xia's words and continued, "You are the only one in this minor cave world, to put it simply, you are the protagonist."
"Alright alright." Chen Xia nodded repeatedly, still not understanding, "But you still haven't said why you fished me out."
The old fisherman laughed and said, "To take on a disciple, that's all. You can think of it as me completing a mission, so I have to fish out you, the only one, to take as disciple."
"Why me?" Chen Xia's brows furrowed as he asked for the third time.
"Why not you?" The old man laughed and retorted, then gave an answer.
"Your talent has reached the emperor level, and you are the only one in a minor cave world, with the possibility of transcendence, and also the legacy of a true dragon, naturally I can choose you."
Chen Xia crossed his arms over his chest and asked another question, "Who are you?"
The old fisherman laughed lightly and asked, "You cultivate the grand dao of time, yet you don't know who I am?"
Chen Xia frowned and guessed, "You are the Ancestor of Time?"
The old fisherman shook his head, "No, but I've beaten up the Ancestor of Time before."
"Then I really can't guess." Chen Xia chose to give up.
The old fisherman laughed and said, "Who I am is not important, anyway after becoming master and disciple, you probably won't see me anymore, haha."
Chen Xia did not reply to those words, and instead asked, "We...what sect do we belong to?"
The old fisherman looked at him with deep eyes and laughed lightly, "Azure Sky Sword Sea, the top three of the Great Myriad Worlds."
"Um, if I choose not to ascend, can you return me to where you fished me out from?" Chen Xia tentatively asked.
The old fisherman directly shook his head, domineeringly answering, "I never give free rides."
Chen Xia was startled, this old man was quite hip.
The old fisherman laughed and said, "The Great Myriad Worlds contains all kinds of things, all sorts of power systems mixed together, there's the cultivation system, the technology system, the psychic system, don't worry about it. Just remember this mantra, and it will protect you safe and sound."
Chen Xia sat up straight, listening attentively.
The old fisherman slowly recited.
"Clothes are no warmer than sufficient, food is no better than filling, dwelling is no better than luxurious, travelling is no richer than leisurely, toil is no more tiring than relaxation, joy is no more delightful than pleasure, anger is no more explosive than fury, reputation is no more sought than fame, profit is no more greedy than avarice..."
"Fight only if you can't run away."
Chen Xia was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly, "Yes yes, truly like listening to your entire lecture, just like listening to your entire lecture."
The old fisherman also laughed and nodded, "You little rascal do have some taste, get up, and prepare to come with me to Azure Sky Sword Sea."
Chen Xia stood up, waiting for the old fisherman to lead the way.
But the old fisherman didn't understand, placing the fishing rod at his waist, looking at the pond and laughing, "It's right beneath your feet."
"This pond?" Chen Xia asked doubtfully.
"No." The old fisherman shook his head, laughing, "It's the sea."
The entire small pond gradually expanded in Chen Xia's vision, his ear tips twitched slightly, seemingly hearing the sound of tsunami, along with the faint sound of swords.
The sound of swords came from the heavens...the sky above!
He looked up in astonishment.
Between the endless heavens and sea, a sword was suspended, laid horizontally between heaven and earth!
This was Azure Sky Sword Sea!
This was Chen Xia's second month after entering Azure Sky Sword Sea. His Nascent Soul cultivation level had him arranged at the shallow sea, responsible for fishing.
He was very satisfied, it was a good job.
And past millions of kilometers of shallow sea was truly entering the sea, he heard that bizarre creatures were suppressed inside, unsafe for those below the saint level.
Chen Xia absolutely had no intention of going in, he was perfectly content fishing his fish, while also cultivating techniques at the same time.
His Great Turtle Breathing Art had now upgraded to Giant Turtle Breathing Art, becoming a tribulation transcending technique. It only needed three hundred years to cultivate to crossing tribulation, other than the name being not great, there was nothing else bad about it.
Additionally, Chen Xia discovered another strange phenomenon, spiritual energy would mysteriously enter his body frequently, filling his four limbs and hundreds of bones, elevating his cultivation level.
At first he was extremely confused, but after comprehending the spiritual energy, he found the source.
It was the spiritual energy transmitted from the minor cave world.
He had become a god in this minor cave world, beheading the giant hand, reviving the spiritual energy.
And now it was feeding back.
This was like a world pushing Chen Xia to cultivate, the stronger Chen Xia became, the stronger this world became, and vice versa.
Chen Xia's eyes shone brightly.
He had invented a perpetual motion machine!
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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?"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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?!
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?"
