The Divine Realm Emperors were in an uproar, their discussions growing increasingly heated.
"Hey, guess what? This is turning into a huge mess," one of them remarked.
The main issue stemmed from the intelligence brought back by an Emperor who had disguised himself as a boatman. They had already sensed something unusual about the Inner Demon and had gone out of their way to investigate, thinking it wouldn’t amount to much.
But the first words out of the boatman Emperor’s mouth upon his return left all the Emperors uneasy. He said,
"That person’s gaze terrified me. It felt like staring into the eyes of something utterly horrifying, as if I might drop dead at any moment!"
"Are you sure it was that terrifying? Maybe you’re just being overly cautious, always fearing this and that, and it’s all in your head," another Emperor questioned skeptically.
"Damn it, if you don’t believe me, go see for yourself! I was there—I know what I experienced. Stop running your mouth!"
At this, the other Emperors fell silent. Arguing wasn’t the solution; they needed to figure out how to deal with this unwelcome visitor.
"Perhaps we should adopt a delaying tactic. Pretend to form an alliance with him to conquer the Immortal Realm together. Once the Immortal Realm is under the Divine Realm’s control, he’ll be nothing more than a footnote," one Emperor suggested.
"That’s a feasible plan. We’ll show him enough sincerity. If he’s truly as powerful as you say, a fifty-fifty split isn’t out of the question. After all, it’s just a stalling tactic."
The Emperors continued their deliberations.
Suddenly, a ferryboat, resembling a cascade of stars from the Milky Way, crashed into the Divine Realm Emperors’ barrier formation, causing a deafening roar and tilting the entire formation.
High above, numerous birds scouted the area.
The East Jia State Emperors could now see the Inner Demon’s actions and immediately became ecstatic.
"We’ve misunderstood this senior! He’s here to stand up for East Jia State!"
"Indeed, this senior is truly righteous. First, he spread opportunities across the Ten Thousand Mountains, and now he’s confronting the Divine Realm Emperors. Such a sight fills me with boundless emotion."
The East Jia State Emperors and their sages were overjoyed, and even the elders of the Eighth Mountain couldn’t contain their excitement.
East Jia State had endured humiliation and oppression from the Divine Realm cultivators for so long. Who wouldn’t want to finally stand tall? But they had been powerless, as the Emperors from other states were unwilling to leave their own territories to help, and the Emperors of other mountains were preoccupied with the battles at the frontlines of the Immortal Realm.
Thus, East Jia State had been left to fend for itself, bearing the brunt of the conflict. After all, it was only a third of their territory—once the main battlefield was secured, they could reclaim it at any time.
This had left the East Jia State cultivators seething with frustration, often tempted to explode in defiance, but reason had always prevailed.
Now, the appearance of the Inner Demon presented East Jia State with the opportunity to finally reclaim their dignity.
Moreover, the Ten Thousand Mountains had existed in East Jia State for so long that this senior could almost be considered a local. Rounding it off, he was practically one of their own.
This was East Jia State’s own calling out the Divine Realm cultivators!
The tilted formation trembled slightly.
An Emperor clad in phoenix-feather robes stepped forward, his expression amiable as he smiled at the Inner Demon and asked respectfully,
"May I ask what brings you here, senior?"
The Inner Demon chuckled and retorted, "Do you really not know? I’ve already made my intentions clear."
The Emperor’s expression stiffened, but he maintained his friendly smile. "What was said before is in the past. Let’s have a proper conversation now. We know you’ve emerged from the Ten Thousand Mountains."
"And what if you do know?" the Inner Demon replied, unhurried.
"Then our shared goal is the Immortal Realm. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Why don’t we join forces and attack the Immortal Realm together? Once we’ve conquered it, we’ll split the territory fifty-fifty between the Divine Realm and you!"
As he spoke, the Emperor subtly glanced upward, eyeing the birds in the sky.
He knew these birds were the East Jia State Emperors’ spies, so his words weren’t just for the Inner Demon—they were also meant to sow panic among the East Jia State Emperors.
His words did indeed frighten the East Jia State Emperors. A fifty-fifty split was shocking—why would the Divine Realm be so generous as to share the spoils equally with the ancient being from the Ten Thousand Mountains?
Fortunately, the Emperors quickly saw through the ploy and said gravely,
"It’s a stalling tactic. Once the Divine Realm becomes the new ruler of the Immortal Realm, the terms of the split—or whether there’s even a split at all—will be entirely up to them. A senior as experienced as you surely sees through this."
Despite their reasoning, they couldn’t help but feel anxious. After all, no one could predict what the Inner Demon might do.
The birds hovered high above, the green mountains swayed gently, and the clear waters rippled softly.
The Inner Demon slowly grinned and replied with a single sentence:
"The Immortal Realm is not my enemy."
Enemies are relative, but the Immortal Realm was merely his prey. Prey isn’t meant to be shared, and there’s no such thing as a fifty-fifty split.
The Phoenix Emperor frowned, his voice turning cold as he demanded,
"So you’re saying you intend to fight us?"
"Do you even deserve to speak of fighting me?" the Inner Demon sneered, raising an eyebrow.
If it were the Four Paths Emperors, they might have had the right to speak of battle. But a mere ordinary Emperor daring to utter such words? His audacity was truly astonishing.
The Phoenix Emperor took a sudden step forward, and a resounding phoenix cry echoed through the heavens and earth. A divine phoenix manifestation appeared, towering between the sky and the ground. Its sheer pressure caused the rivers to surge and the skies to darken. He coldly shouted,
"You’ve chosen the hard way. You’re courting death!"
Boom!
The world seemed to flip in an instant.
The divine phoenix manifestation crumbled to the ground, its body covered in countless cracks, as if it might shatter at any moment.
The Phoenix Emperor lay on the ground, a foot pressing his head deep into the soil, suppressing all his spiritual energy and divine sense.
The Inner Demon looked down at him and calmly agreed,
"Indeed, you’re courting death."
He raised his foot, aimed at the Emperor’s head, and stomped down with full force.
Boom!
The entire East Jia State trembled.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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?"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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?!
