In a mountain stream, a trickling stream flows, embraced by green shades.
Among the green shades hides a sect, named Crimson Rainbow Sect.
Outside the sect, a group of fifteen to sixteen year old boys and girls gather, waiting for the entrance test of Crimson Rainbow Sect.
Su Tong is among the crowd, curiously looking at the people on stage, glancing at a drawing in the middle, then judged as either qualified or unqualified.
"A drawing made with ancient god language?"
Su Tong recalls what Crimson Rainbow Sect's elder Xu Zhu said, that drawing was made using the ancient god language.
Just need to take one look, those with high perception could gain insight, while those with poor perception would have nothing happen.
But Su Tong could not understand, how to tell if one gained insight or not?
"We should be up soon right?"
"Yeah, I think so, I'm a bit nervous!"
"Me too, so nervous, wonder if I can pass!"
"If we can enter Crimson Rainbow Sect, our future will be limitless!"
"But that ancient god language is so difficult, I really don't have much confidence!"
The young people from Water Cloud Kingdom around him chat in the alien language.
Although he crossed over, Su Tong can still understand it.
The language of this world seems to be imprinted in his mind, as if he is a person of this world if not for his memories from his past life.
He was not originally a person of this world, the same as thousands of other crossovers, from Earth.
"Water Cloud Kingdom, Su Tong!"
At this time, a voice calls out from above.
"My turn!"
Hearing his name called, Su Tong stands up and walks towards the stage.
Although unclear of his own perception, since he already crossed over to this alien world, he might as well give it a try.
"Oh, that guy looks quite handsome!"
"Yeah, his looks are quite to my taste!"
"Hmph, just someone from a lowly kingdom."
"Right, destined to have no fate with cultivation!"
At this time, Su Tong's looks also attracted the attention of groups of girls, some even from top kingdoms.
All praising Su Tong's appearance.
But they have no expectations for Su Tong's perception and talent.
Su Tong naturally pays them no mind, no need to care.
Walking up the stage, he casually glances at the so called ancient god language drawing.
The moment he sees the ancient god language clearly, Su Tong feels his IQ grinding against the floor.
"Absorb spirit energy?"
Almost subconsciously, Su Tong reads out the ancient god language on the drawing.
Instantly, Su Tong feels a strange wind blowing from all directions, all drilling into his body in the end.
"This... you can understand the ancient god language? That's right, just now was spirit energy, you succeeded in absorbing spirit energy!"
Beside Su Tong is a middle aged man, Elder Xu Zhu of Crimson Rainbow Sect, also the person in charge of this test.
He currently stares at Su Tong with shock on his face.
Seemingly asking Su Tong, yet also answering himself.
"Even that genius from twenty years ago could only comprehend one word, how can he chant the ancient god language without anyone teaching him?"
Elder Xu Zhu's heart is already beyond shocked at this point.
Simply earth shaking.
Ordinary cultivators can only recite the ancient god language through teachings from seniors.
Those without enough talent cannot recite it even after hearing it.
Let alone chanting it perfectly upon first seeing the ancient god language.
How strong must one's perception and talent be to accomplish this?
Elder Xu Zhu is very shocked, but Su Tong is also very shocked.
So this is the so called ancient god language?
This f*cking isn't just Chinese? And small seal script at that?
"Have you learned the ancient god language before?"
Xu Zhu asks Su Tong in disbelief.
How can anyone possibly have such horrifying perception and talent to reach this level.
"No!"
Su Tong shakes his head.
Naturally cannot let others know about crossing over.
"No? Then... you can understand it?"
Xu Zhu asks again.
"Of course, very simple!"
Su Tong nods, not pretending, since he did learn ancient scripts in his past life, he can easily recognize small seal script, even pictographs he can recognize.
"Why is it taking so long?"
"What's going on with that guy?"
"Elder Xu Zhu seems very shocked!"
"Just what happened?"
At this time, several Crimson Rainbow disciples feel something is off.
And begin discussing.
"What's up with that guy from the lowly kingdom?"
"Is he trying to cheat?"
"Daring to cheat in Crimson Rainbow Sect, he's asking for death, haha!"
"Seeing Elder Xu Zhu's expression, something seems off, he's probably angry now!"
Some young people from other kingdoms also disdainfully discuss this.
But Elder Xu Zhu on stage pays no attention to others, only stares at Su Tong, hesitating for a moment before speaking: "Next I will say a phrase in the ancient god language, try to recite it back."
Without waiting for Su Tong's reply, Elder Xu Zhu slowly utters a phrase in the ancient language.
As his voice falls, he slowly floats up from the ground.
"Damn, he can really fly?"
At this moment Su Tong also feels like cursing.
He heard it clearly, it really is Chinese.
"Elder Xu Zhu flew up!"
"So powerful!"
"This is an elder of Crimson Rainbow Sect?"
"I must also learn this!"
The young people below, regardless of gender, are excited upon seeing Elder Xu Zhu flying.
Only those who failed the test feel dejected.
"Try reciting it back!"
Elder Xu Zhu floats gently back to the ground, telling Su Tong.
Su Tong nods, slowly uttering: "Wield the wind!"
Two words, in Chinese pronunciation.
As his voice falls, Su Tong feels his body become light, slowly leaving the ground.
"I'm flying?"
Su Tong feels a little excited, who hasn't dreamed of flying?
Yet today he really flew.
Compared to Su Tong's excitement, Elder Xu Zhu's face is full of shock.
Elder Xu Zhu only wanted Su Tong to recite it back, because reciting the god language is already extremely difficult.
He didn't expect that Su Tong would actually... fly up.
"This child... his perception is horrifying, bordering on monstrous... No, he is a monster, god bless my Crimson Rainbow Sect!"
Elder Xu Zhu is both shocked and delighted.
Shocked by Su Tong's perception and talent, already reaching monstrous levels.
Delighted that this monstrous existence came to their Crimson Rainbow Sect.
"How... how can he do that?"
"He can fly? He's a cultivator?"
"Impossible! He's clearly just some nobody from a lowly kingdom!"
"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
After a brief silence below, finally cries of shock.
No one believes the scene before their eyes is real.
How can someone from a lowly kingdom accomplish this?
Even more shocked are the Crimson Rainbow disciples, those young elites from various kingdoms. Having no personal experience, they don't know how difficult it is to wield the wind and fly.
How hard it is to recite that one phrase of the god language, even disciples who entered the sect for a year can't accomplish it!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
