【You left the slums, but your legend continues to spread within them. You are hailed as the man of legend.】
【After your departure, some of the slum's underworld forces sought to curry favor with you, severely punishing the scavengers who had once crossed you. You became a figure of fear and respect, known as the invisible godfather of the slums.】
【You moved into an area closer to the city center.】
【The city center was beautiful, free from the foul stench and the chaotic sewage.】
【Your mood improved significantly, and your progress in studying magic accelerated. You triggered Elemental Perception, Mortal Wisdom, and Observer, mastering more attributes by the third year.】
【This year, you turned 17.】
【You became a composite elemental mage, proficient in earth, wind, water, fire, lightning, light, darkness, life, and death.】
【Except for the most difficult to control elements of time and space, you had no weaknesses.】
【Those were the domains of the gods, or more accurately, the Supreme Deities, far beyond the reach of mortal wisdom.】
【You felt no regret, believing that mastering so many elements was already a cause for great joy.】
【You focused your mind entirely on advancing your magical prowess.】
【The ranks of mages are divided into: Magic Apprentice, Formal Mage, Elite Mage, Grand Mage, Grand Magus, Sanctuary Magus, and Demigod.】
【Your talent was extraordinary, and your advancement speed was astonishing.】
【In the fourth year of the simulation, at the age of 18, you successfully advanced to the rank of Formal Mage.】
【In the fifth year of the simulation, at the age of 19, you mastered all basic spells of levels 1-3 across all attributes. You formed contracts with multiple elemental spirits, allowing you to draw mana from the elemental planes to replenish yourself. Your mana capacity was ten times that of an average person, a blessing from the unseen forces.】
【In the sixth year of the simulation, at the age of 20, you achieved another breakthrough.】
【You became an Elite Mage.】
【From this point on, you could master spells of levels 4-5. If you so desired, you could annihilate a town, and given enough time, even a city.】
【To maintain a low profile, you did not reveal your Elite Mage status, instead claiming to have just advanced to Formal Mage.】
【A new wave of sensation began. Despite your efforts to remain discreet, combined with your slum background, your name quickly spread throughout Alenson.】
【From the nobles to the beggars, everyone in Alenson knew of your existence.】
【A shining star that had emerged from the mud.】
【Your story was widely told, sung by bards to distant regions. You became a role model for many struggling people, and nobles began inviting you to their banquets. You were at the height of your glory.】
……
The simulation was going smoothly.
Logically, the first simulation was supposed to be a beginner's benefit.
But this second simulation provided Xu Xi with an unprecedented sense of exhilaration. The three traits complemented each other, creating an effect far greater than the sum of their parts.
At just 20 years old, he was already an Elite Mage.
Xu Xi was confident that by the end of this simulation, he would step into the realm of the Sanctuary Magus, or even catch a glimpse of the divine.
“If, after this simulation ends, I can replicate my achievements in reality like last time, I will truly be invincible.”
“If I recall correctly, the Demigod level in the magic system is equivalent to the Loose Immortal level in the cultivation system.”
“If I can become a Sanctuary Magus, that would be akin to… the Great Ascension stage?”
Walking alone on the street.
Xu Xi strolled slowly, chewing on a piece of bread absentmindedly while pondering the aftermath of the simulation.
To return home faster and dive into new magical research.
Xu Xi turned into a narrow alley.
His boots splashed in the muddy puddles, sending dark brown water droplets flying. His clean, neat clothes stood in stark contrast to the foul-smelling surroundings.
Occasionally, the impact of his boots would cause the crude disguises to collapse.
Beneath the broken tiles, dried bloodstains were revealed.
This city was far from beautiful. The high and mighty nobles engaged in power struggles, while the lower classes resorted to primal violence. Blood was a common sight here.
But it had nothing to do with Xu Xi.
After all, everyone in the city knew him, and no one would be foolish enough to provoke a Formal Mage.
“St…stop!”
“Hand…hand over the bread!”
A trembling voice came from ahead, stuttering and filled with fear, as if the speaker was already terrified.
Xu Xi stopped and looked at the small figure in front of him.
It was late October.
The weather was turning cold.
But the dirty figure wore a tattered short-sleeved shirt on top and an oversized, unattractive pair of dark green pants that were likely salvaged from the trash.
Her hair was matted with dirt and grime, with a scar faintly visible on her forehead.
Her eyes were a pale gold, but they held no joy, no sorrow—only emptiness and fear of the unknown, giving the illusion of black irises.
From any angle, she exuded a sense of hollowness and despair.
Xu Xi’s gaze lowered.
He saw the small knife tightly clutched in her hand.
Despite her trembling body and shaking hands, she still held onto her only weapon.
But—
Did she really think she could rob a Formal Mage with a small knife?
Xu Xi frowned. The Observer trait activated, revealing more about the small figure before him—peculiarities that set her apart from ordinary humans.
Like the broken horn hidden in her hair.
Or the scales beneath her skin, something no normal human would possess.
“I see. A hybrid of human and demon blood. Judging by her appearance, she must have been abandoned and recently fled to Alenson.”
“No wonder she dared to rob me—she doesn’t know who I am.”
Xu Xi took a few steps forward.
The girl’s scarred face, bruised arms, and trembling legs came into clearer view.
“…How pitiful.”
Xu Xi lowered his gaze, sighing softly in his heart.
In a world where gods ruled over all, it was only natural that there would also be demons who opposed them.
Most demons were large and grotesque, but a few races resembled humans, sparking peculiar interests among some.
Thus, hybrids were born—neither fully human nor fully demon.
These offspring were almost never acknowledged.
The moment they were born, nine out of ten were discarded.
Only a rare few, possessing great strength, were kept and trained as unconventional soldiers.
Clearly.
From the girl’s fearful trembling, she was one of the absolute failures—lacking the strength of a demon and the normal appearance of a human to blend into society.
She belonged to the most wretched category.
“D…don’t come closer!” The demon girl grew even more terrified as Xu Xi approached.
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
