Is an immortal really exist?
Zhang San pulled out a book from under the broken leg of the table at home late at night. As the leg of the table was worn out, Zhang San had always been reluctant to replace it, so he had always kept the book pressed under the table.
Book name: Da Dao Tian Ge Jue (The Song of Great Dao).
I heard from my master that this is a family heirloom left by my grandmaster, it is a book of immortal art for cultivation!
But my grandmaster had tried to pawn it off at one point, after all his apprentices were really capable of eating too much. As a result, he was kicked out by the pawn shop owner.
Judging from the results of Zhang San's secretly practicing for twenty years, this so-called "Da Dao Tian Ge Jue" is simply nonsense and completely useless. The pawn shop owner back then made the right choice by kicking out my grandmaster.
Zhang San fiddled with the useless book in his hand and murmured: "Although the book is fake, immortals do exist. I have seen them before."
Although the immortal who beat the mob boss to death was not that 'immortal', Zhang San still regarded him as the idol he worshipped. That was why he had been practicing the fake immortal art like a fool for twenty years.
Sigh...
He sighed and put the fake immortal art back under the table leg, then went back to sleep.
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If Zhang San was not cautious enough when killing that scholar back then, making Zhang San feel that it was a stain in his steady killer career, then his fear of "fishermen" or "fishing industry practitioners" was definitely not a stain in Zhang San's opinion.
He was just afraid.
Who doesn't have some weaknesses?
Therefore, Zhang San believed that it belonged to one of his fears instead of stains accumulated over the years of his killer career.
However, as a killer, fear would make him lose jobs.
Losing jobs means less money.
This is immoral to the wallet.
Do not think it is ridiculous that someone pays to kill a "fishing industry practitioner" nowadays, and such things are very rare.
After all, Zhang San who had personally taken on a task related to a "beggar practitioner" was already speechless about this world. Nowadays even beggars can be paid to be killed, not to mention fishermen?
Speaking of which, why can't fishermen be murdered by someone hiring killer? Do you discriminate against fishermen?
So on this day, Zhang San came to the neighboring village, not for the fifty taels of reward after completing the task.
It seemed to be a task.
But in fact, it was his first step to overcome fear!
Over the years, he had given up on many fifty taels, but this time, with his sky-level lightness skill, he decided that this time... he would say "no" to himself!
I came here today not to prove how powerful my sky-level lightness skill and ground-level upper-level martial arts are, I just want to prove to myself that what I have lost before will be taken back by my own hands!
Overcome the fear, Zhang San!
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The neighboring village, a village that sounds like it is just next to yours, but in fact this village has no "neighboring" relationship with Xiaoyun County at all.
When Zhang San walked unsteadily on the muddy path in the neighboring village wearing a beggar's clothes with his head down, occasionally a few villagers walked by. Although they took a few more looks at this beggar, nowadays, which place would not have "beggar practitioners"?
Besides, this beggar had tattered clothes, lifeless eyes, and his legs looked dark and weak. He really looked like the most beggar-like beggar. No one would think that such a person would pose any threat when they saw him.
Therefore, although the villagers took a few more looks, no one cared about this beggar. Zhang San was very satisfied with this, which fully proved his acting skills.
Incidentally, for occupational safety, Zhang San had undergone covert training in opera troupes.
In Zhang San's own words, compared with him, even Dawu Country's number one 'Ming Lian', the actor with the nickname 'Little Fresh Meat', his acting skills are not even as good as dregs.
After all, 'Little Fresh Meat' only acted for money. It would be fine if he acted well, but if he failed, he still got paid without any pressure.
Although Zhang San also acted for money, failure of his "drama" would cost lives.
The difference is obvious!
Putting down the resentment in his heart and comforting himself at the same time, beggar Zhang San looked up and immediately found the target at the bridge head by the river.
Old Wang from the neighboring village!
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At the bridge head, Old Wang was collecting his fishing nets when he suddenly heard a plop behind him, so he curiously looked back.
A young beggar had collapsed at the bridge head.
"Oh my, whose family is this?"
Old Wang was quite a kind old man. He often gave excess fish to his neighbors at night after catching too many fish during the day. Now seeing a living person collapsed on the ground, although he was a beggar, Old Wang still hurried up to him quickly.
"Little buddy? Little buddy, what's wrong with you?"
The beggar on the ground did not respond. Old Wang helped the beggar up and found that this beggar had his eyes closed tightly, with cracked lips and wax yellow complexion.
In this turbulent world, such beggars are common nowadays. Although Old Wang was not a doctor, he could still see that this young man was estimated to have fled from the north and was possibly lacking water and food judging from his condition.
Old Wang hurriedly took out a water bag next to him and poured some on the beggar's face. Only then did the beggar react a little.
Seeing that it worked, Old Wang hurriedly placed the mouth of the water bag on the beggar's lips and said, "Come, young man, drink slowly. Are you feeling better now?"
The beggar drank gulpingly like an extremely thirsty person due to lack of water.
Cough cough...
Old Wang said anxiously, "Drink slowly, drink slowly young man, don't choke."
The beggar slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze was somewhat empty and blurred, perhaps because he had fainted.
The beggar looked at the old man who was holding him to drink water, and tears flowed down as he trembled and said, "Grandpa... Is it grandpa? You didn't die after all, that's so great, so great..."
The beggar's voice was so weak and haggard.
His words were so sad.
It is not an exaggeration to say that listeners are saddened and viewers shed tears.
As a kind old man, Old Wang already understood when he saw this. He guessed that this young man should have fled from the war in the north. After hearing that his family was lost in the war, he fled south to survive.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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?"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
