Under the night sky.
Su Ze drew out [Ghost Slayer Heavenly Child], and a dark red, dazzling blade light lit up in the darkness. The light cut through the ground from below, slicing through gravel, trees, and finally a massive rock over ten meters away!
A deep, thunderous explosion followed. The area around the ten-meter-long path that had been finely sliced by the blade was now engulfed in a massive energy explosion! A trench, one to two meters wide, was carved out by the blast.
"Holy crap!"
Su Ze was dumbfounded as he looked at the dark red blade in his hand.
He steadied himself and swung the blade once more. Wherever the blade light reached, nothing was left intact—another long scar was left in its wake.
But this time, there was no energy explosion, as Su Ze hadn’t channeled much energy into the strike.
He realized that the more energy he poured into the blade, the heavier it felt to wield. The blade light and aura became more domineering, and the destructive power increased exponentially. Yet, the weight of the blade was negligible to him.
Xiao Hanhan, standing nearby, was utterly shocked, staring blankly at the shattered rock over ten meters away.
Su Ze took [Autumn Slash Cherry] from her hands and was astonished to find how light the blade was—almost as if it were made of wood!
Drawing [Autumn Slash Cherry], the silver blade gleamed coldly under the moonlight. This was no piece of wood but a genuine katana, and a top-tier one at that!
Su Ze hefted the blade, feeling its weightlessness without the scabbard.
He swung it once, and a pale pink blade light shot out with razor-sharp precision, cutting through the air and landing on a rock over ten meters away.
"..."
Nothing happened.
Su Ze picked up a stone and threw it at the rock. With a loud crash, half of the rock was cleanly sliced off, the cut surface smooth as glass.
Su Ze was filled with awe. This gift was far too extravagant!
What he had thought would be a perilous meeting turned out to be a generous gesture from his mother-in-law.
He sheathed the blade and returned [Autumn Slash Cherry] to Xiao Hanhan. She truly needed a reliable weapon, and [Autumn Slash Cherry] was perfect for her.
The sports car streaked through the night, leaving the wilderness behind.
...
Dust City.
"You actually came back alive!" Shen Qingsheng, in the middle of a game, invited Su Ze, who had just logged in, sounding somewhat frustrated.
Shen Qingsheng clicked to start a match in CS:GO.
"Why do I sense a hint of disappointment in your tone?" Su Ze asked, puzzled.
"I've been starving all day, waiting to feast at your funeral, and now you're back. How could I not be disappointed?"
"...This guy is dangerous. Best not to keep him around."
The game began—Desert Mirage, Terrorist side, first round, pistol only.
"By the way, did my mom come back with you?" Shen Qingsheng asked.
Su Ze glanced at Xiao Hanhan, who was stubbornly pursing her lips while playing Mario on another computer. "She’s back."
"That’s good." Shen Qingsheng, wielding a butterfly knife, hopped around only to be instantly headshot, his screen turning black.
Su Ze took down two cops at Long A with three shots, stealthily knifed one in VIP, picked up a taser, planted the bomb at B, and hid, waiting to electrocute the defuser.
The voice chat erupted instantly.
"Holy crap! Holy crap! That was insane!"
"666666!"
The praise from his teammates was as straightforward as it gets.
Suddenly, a ripple of law energy spread, and darkness enveloped him.
Su Ze reacted instantly, throwing a punch!
Boom!
The space in front of him shattered but quickly repaired itself.
"Relax," a young voice said.
Su Ze felt as though he was floating in outer space, disconnected from reality. He threw another punch, causing the space to tremble and crack, the barely formed domain on the verge of collapse.
"Damn it, why is everyone here a lunatic?"
A surge of law pressure descended, but Su Ze countered it, his own pressure shattering the opponent's.
"Can you hear me out before deciding whether to fight me?" the voice spoke again as a young man stepped out of the darkness.
"Who are you?" Su Ze gradually calmed down. The sudden appearance of the domain had triggered his instincts to escape.
"I’m an envoy sent by the gods," the young man sighed in relief. Why were people on Earth so aggressive? All he wanted was to talk.
"An envoy of the gods?" Su Ze frowned. "Do gods even exist?"
Su Ze’s understanding of gods was limited to hearsay. He had heard colleagues mention them but had never seen one himself, so he remained skeptical.
The existence of gods was classified as top-secret by the government. Those who had seen them were forbidden from speaking about it, and those who knew were sworn to secrecy.
If the public were to learn that gods existed, how would they react? Fear? Excitement? Chaos?
Despite the secrecy, too many people had encountered gods—not just from wandering troupes and squads but also from foreign organizations. They too had gates to other worlds to guard and had caught glimpses of gods in those realms.
Many widely spread rumors weren’t entirely baseless.
"Would you be interested in participating in a competition created by the gods?" the young man asked bluntly, no longer boasting as he had with Mo Ziang.
"..."
After listening to the young man’s explanation, Su Ze shook his head. "I can’t make a hasty decision. The laws I wield aren’t mine—they belong to the state. I need to consult my superiors."
The laws Su Ze wielded had been granted to him by the organization because they saw potential in him. He couldn’t gamble with them without the organization’s consent.
"I’ll give you time, but you have two days to give me an answer. I can’t stay for long," the young man said before vanishing, the domain disappearing with him.
A voice came through the headset.
"Big bro! Move! Please move! Ahhh!" a girl shouted, sounding desperate.
"You’re carrying us! Without you, we can’t win!" another girl chimed in. "This is a 2000-rank game! Don’t go AFK!"
"He probably fell into the toilet. I’ll go check if I can fish him out. Wait a sec," Shen Qingsheng said.
Then, Su Ze’s phone rang.
He answered with a laugh, "Daddy’s here."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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?"
