Blood awakening was not something suitable to be done here, so Gu Qingfeng planned to return to the Demon Suppression Bureau first.
He continued taking inventory of his gains.
Although the Blood Demon's remnant soul was just that - a remnant, it had once been beyond the level of Grandmaster, and provided a series of soul talents.
[Keen Senses] was considered a perception enhancement, greatly improving hearing and vision.
[Photographic Memory] would allow Gu Qingfeng to freely browse the scriptures in the Demon Suppression Bureau's library.
[Clear Mind] was a talent that enhanced resistance to illusions and protected against external evil invasions. It kept the mind clear, made it harder to lose sanity, enhanced enlightenment, and reduced the risk of cultivation deviation.
[Internal Vision] allowed one to see internal organs, meridians, and dantian. Though it was a supporting skill, it had remarkable effects on cultivation.
During normal cultivation, absorbing and circulating celestial energy through the body's meridians was like a blind person walking - one could only rely on feeling, naturally slowing progress. But with Internal Vision, one could clearly see the meridian network, allowing confident movement and even acceleration.
[Spirit Sense] was Gu Qingfeng's favorite ability. It was a special sense independent of the five senses, similar to a sixth sense or intuition. It could predict danger, detect others' malicious intent, sense when being watched, and more...
Sometimes people follow their intuition, but it's often wrong. Following Spirit Sense, however, was always reliable.
Finally, Gu Qingfeng finished his inventory, excitement evident on his face.
[Vajra Indestructible Body], [Mirror Clone], [Blood Awakening], [Keen Senses], [Photographic Memory], [Clear Mind], [Internal Vision], [Spirit Sense]!
Eight abilities in total! It was his biggest gain since transmigrating.
Gu Qingfeng was overjoyed, but suddenly his smile froze as something occurred to him.
He slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot, besides the system-provided abilities, there's still the ability sponsored by the Blood Demon!"
According to the Blood Demon's remnant soul's memories, the thirty-six Blood Divine Sons not only contained hope for the Blood Demon's resurrection but also carried thirty-six of the Blood Demon's former abilities.
They were known as the Blood Demon's Thirty-Six Arts.
When Gu Qingfeng killed the Blood Demon's remnant soul, he naturally absorbed the Blood Divine Son, gaining one of the Blood Demon's Thirty-Six Arts.
So he hurriedly examined the Blood Demon's legacy within his bloodline, carefully sensing it. After a moment, Gu Qingfeng was ecstatic!
"It's actually this art! Hahaha! I'm invincible now! I dare ask, who can match me? Who else dares?!!!"
Gu Qingfeng's loss of composure was understandable - this art was simply too powerful, truly divine!
The Blood Demon's Thirty-Six Arts' [Blood Drop Rebirth]!
Yes, Blood Drop Rebirth!
This was how the Blood Demon hadn't completely died despite being killed two hundred years ago and could still resurrect - all thanks to Blood Drop Rebirth!
Blood Drop Rebirth, as the name suggests, meant that even if one's body was blasted to pieces, as long as a single drop of blood remained, one could be reborn!
It was truly a divine art of preservation!
Of course, though powerful, it had limitations - otherwise, why would the Blood Demon wait two hundred years instead of resurrecting immediately?
Limitation One: Not just any blood drop would do - it had to be origin blood, each drop extremely precious. Even the mighty Blood Demon only had thirty-six drops.
Limitation Two: The origin couldn't be damaged. Having the body blasted to pieces didn't matter, but the origin had to remain intact. The Blood Demon couldn't use Blood Drop Rebirth for two hundred years because his origin was damaged in that battle two centuries ago. The origin had to be restored before rebirth was possible.
Limitation Three: After rebirth, one would be extremely weak and need time to recover.
Despite these limitations, it didn't diminish Blood Drop Rebirth's power. As long as you prepared a drop of origin blood and hid it somewhere in advance, you needn't fear death - you could always resurrect, essentially gaining an extra life.
In this world, what could be more important than one's own life?
To Gu Qingfeng, this life-preserving divine art was more valuable than any ability he'd gained, because one only had one life - once dead, everything was over.
With the system in hand, reaching the peak was just a matter of time, so the most taboo thing was dying halfway.
Demons couldn't kill him, but humans could.
Now with Blood Drop Rebirth, Gu Qingfeng had more confidence when facing human experts.
From now on, Gu Qingfeng would no longer need to be meek and accommodating in front of people, striking hard at demons while being endlessly arrogant.
In the future, when facing people, he could properly bully the weak and fear the strong, kissing up and kicking down!
Just as Gu Qingfeng was lost in these pleasant fantasies, suddenly, the scenery before his eyes changed, the scene shifted, and he exited the mirror space, returning to the Yin Domain.
The Yin Domain had changed dramatically!
In the sky and on the ground appeared countless dense, bottomless cracks, as if the pillars of heaven had collapsed and the entire world was about to shatter.
Gu Qingfeng knew this was because the Mirror Demon had died, so its Yin Domain naturally collapsed, but where were Wang Fatty and Xu Daizi?

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?"

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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.”