Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Anime to American Comics

Pouch Monk Shuo Bude rubbed his shiny, bald head and said,

"This Young Hero Chu is truly extraordinary. Just judging by his skills at such a young age—it's impossible even if he started training in the womb..."

Leng Qian nodded indifferently but was filled with admiration inside.

"We'd better hurry out to back him up; otherwise, those sanctimonious so-called righteous people might take advantage!" Yang Xiao urged as he caught up from behind.

"Mr. Chu?"

"He said he's just a schoolteacher."

"What kind of schoolteacher is this skilled—and this... unorthodox?"

"Haha, if my childhood teacher had been like Mr. Chu, I'd probably be a top scholar by now!"

"Enough, Zhou Dian! Don't embarrass yourself. If you were his student, Mr. Chu might have quit teaching long ago!"

Everyone burst into laughter, except for Zhou Dian, whose face turned sour.

Yang Xiao was the first to step out of the Ming Cult's grand hall, freezing in his tracks at the scene outside.

The Five Wanderers and Wei Yixiao followed, each freezing in turn.

The Bright Peak was littered with people. The phrase "bodies strewn across the land" was not an exaggeration.

As Yang Xiao approached, he noticed that most people were breathing steadily; they had only fainted.

Wei Yixiao and the Five Wanderers exchanged incredulous glances. Having weathered countless storms, they had never seen anything like this.

"Whether they're Ming Cult members or disciples of the Six Major Sects, none seem to have been poisoned. It's truly uncanny..." Zhou Dian scratched his head, baffled.

"It must have been the handiwork of that Mr. Chu. No wonder he dared to say he would settle accounts with the Six Major Sects." Yang Xiao admired Chu Yang's abilities, though he couldn't fathom how the man had accomplished such a feat.

Meanwhile, Chu Yang and Li Mochou stood before Miejue Shitai and others.

Grandmaster Kong Wen, Miejue Shitai, and the Wudang Seven Heroes appeared only surprised, while the Four Elders of Kongtong, Kunlun Sect leaders He Taichong and Ban Shuxian, and Mount Hua Sect leader Xianyu Tong looked visibly panicked.

"Which of them are involved?" Chu Yang asked Li Mochou.

Li Mochou, her face filled with hatred, pointed at the Four Elders of Kongtong, He Taichong and Ban Shuxian, and Xianyu Tong.

Chu Yang was slightly surprised. The usually fiery-tempered Miejue Shitai hadn't participated in persecuting Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu. Then again, given Emei's profound martial arts, derived from the Nine Yang Manual, and the Heavenly Sword in her possession, Miejue likely disdained such petty acts.

It all came down to having a privileged heritage.

With Tang Wenliang already killed by Chu Yang, the Kongtong Four Elders bore a blood feud against him. Seeing his close relationship with Li Mochou, they exchanged glances, their years of tacit understanding eliminating the need for words.

"Attack!" shouted Guan Neng, the strongest among them, striking first.

"This demon is highly skilled. If we don't kill him, he'll come for us next. Are you all just going to sit and wait for death?" The second elder, Zong Weixia, followed closely, fanning the flames among the other sect leaders.

He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, and Xianyu Tong, realizing they were in the same boat as the Kongtong Four, joined the attack without hesitation.

Grandmaster Kong Wen and Miejue Shitai stood by, observing, their calculative minds assessing Chu Yang's strength.

The Wudang Seven Heroes, led by Song Yuanqiao, despised the behavior of the Kongtong elders and others. Yet, bound by their alliance, they reluctantly joined the fray.

Over ten top-tier martial artists encircled Chu Yang.

Yang Xiao and the others cursed the shamelessness of these so-called righteous sects.

A devastating golden palm force manifested as several giant golden dragons, soaring through the air with overwhelming momentum toward the three sect leaders.

The Kongtong Four Elders attempted to block it with the Seven Injury Fist, only to have their bodies utterly crushed, dying on the spot.

He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, and Xianyu Tong tried to slash at the dragons with their swords, but their blades shattered, and their hearts burst from the powerful palm force.

In a single exchange, the three sect leaders were killed simultaneously.

The once-boastful Kongtong Four Elders now lay as cold corpses, joined by He Taichong, Ban Shuxian, and Xianyu Tong.

Miejue Shitai's face darkened. If she had known the scholar was this powerful, she would have joined He Taichong and the others in attacking him earlier.

Grandmaster Kong Wen, his mouth reciting Buddhist prayers, crushed his prayer beads in his hand, sweat forming on his bald head.

The Wudang Seven Heroes, the last remaining group, formed their Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation but dared not make a move.

"Anyone else?" Chu Yang asked Li Mochou.

"These monks never troubled us..." Li Mochou replied.

"In that case, aside from those who attacked, I won't pursue the others," Chu Yang said, shifting his gaze to Song Yuanqiao and his brothers.

The Seven Heroes stiffened, their faces filled with rage and determination for a final stand.

"Amitabha. Greed led to He Taichong and the others' demise. It is their fault, not yours. Why must you implicate others, Sir?" Grandmaster Kong Wen tried to reason, hoping to defuse the situation.

"Monk, where were your kind words when they interfered?" Chu Yang's eyes turned cold. "Say one more thing, and you won't escape either!"

Grandmaster Kong Wen sighed deeply.

"Presumptuous! Master Kong Wen is a revered monk of Shaolin—how dare you humiliate him like this!"

The Heaven Reliant Sword unsheathed with a furious gleam, adding a chill to Bright Peak. Master Miejue's cold eyes locked on Chu Yang.

Arrogant and proud, how could she tolerate Chu Yang's reckless remarks here? Throughout her life, with the Heaven Reliant Sword in hand, she had cut down gods and demons alike. When had she ever lowered herself to others?

Chu Yang's expression grew increasingly cold, signaling the nearing end of his patience.

"You brat! Just because you killed the Five Elders of Kongtong, do you think you are invincible?"

"Six Heroes of Wudang, Master Kong Wen—if this boy isn't eliminated today, he'll be a future scourge!"

Miejue, harboring murderous intent towards Chu Yang, rallied Song Yuanqiao and the others, urging them not to sit idly by.

"Old nun Miejue! What kind of fairness is this, bullying the few with the many? Have you lived your years as a dog?"

"If you want to gang up on Mr. Chu, you'll have to get through us Ming Cult disciples first!"

"You dared to invade Bright Peak—don't expect to leave alive!"

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao landed lightly beside Chu Yang, smirking coldly at Miejue. Shortly after, the Five Wanderers arrived, their faces united in defiance.

"Indeed, you are colluding with the Demon Cult!" Miejue roared with fury. "Everyone, even if we die here today, we must drag them down with us!"

Master Kong Wen's face reflected sorrow and determination, as if prepared for martyrdom. Song Yuanqiao and his group looked equally resolved to sacrifice themselves.

Chu Yang glanced disdainfully at Wei Yixiao, who was yelling the loudest, making it seem as though they were truly allied with the Ming Cult. Noticing Chu Yang's look, Wei Yixiao awkwardly smiled.

"I was merely concerned for your safety, Mr. Chu. Please don't take offense," Wei Yixiao muttered.

"Attack!"

Miejue activated the Emei Nine Yang Art, channeling powerful internal energy into the Heaven Reliant Sword. The blade erupted with a terrifying sword aura. She slashed forward, the sword energy transformed into silver light, hurtling toward Chu Yang with unstoppable force.

The might of the Heaven Reliant Sword was renowned throughout the martial world—no one dared face it head-on!

Even Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao instinctively evaded its edge.

Yet Chu Yang advanced instead of retreating, clapping his palm forward with a thunderous explosion. Ripples surged through the void, shattering the sword light.

"What terrifying palm strength!"

For the first time, the invincible Heaven Reliant Sword was thwarted. Miejue felt an overwhelming aura emanating from Chu Yang, striking fear into her heart.

"Those so-called refined disciples of noble families—aren't they all sword-wielding weaklings? Yet this scholarly Mr. Chu, though a genuine intellectual, possesses astonishing external martial arts. Truly intriguing…" Wei Yixiao whispered to Yang Xiao, with the Five Wanderers nodding in agreement and grinning knowingly.

Having no way out, Song Yuanqiao and the others quickly formed the True Martial Seven Formation after Miejue's initial strike, efficiently encircling Chu Yang.

Chu Yang smiled faintly, and his Rinnegan quietly emerged.

The Seven Wounds Fist of the Kongtong Five Elders, the sword techniques of Kunlun's He Taichong and Huashan(Mount Hua)'s Xianyu Tong—all were beneath Chu Yang's notice.

However, the Nine Yang Arts acquired by Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang intrigued him. Combining Wudang's Nine Yang Art with Emei's might not fully restore the legendary Nine Yang Divine Art, but it could at least reconstruct the majority of it.