Lu DaSheng was so frightened by this shout that he almost ascended to heaven. If his legs hadn't been clamped together tightly, his pants would probably have been soaked through. At this moment, Yi Feng's face was full of confusion. This Lu DaSheng had first come swaggering arrogantly, then knelt on the ground and cast aside a broken ring - he must be a lunatic!
Finally, Lu DaSheng shakily turned his head, wiping the sweat from his face, and with heavy footsteps walked back towards Yi Feng.
"Just what are you doing?" Yi Feng asked in a low voice.
"I...I...I...I really came to deliver something!" Lu DaSheng said in a voice choked with sobs.
"Deliver something?"
"Deliver your f**king mother!"
Yi Feng gave a cold laugh. Although this Lu DaSheng's behavior was very unreasonable, his previous attitude made it clear he was not a good person.
"I...I..."
Cold sweat beaded Lu DaSheng's forehead. How could he dare admit he had come to cause trouble? He could only stutter indistinctly, unable to get any words out for half the day.
"Sir."
Just then, three figures walked over deferentially - it was precisely Wu Yonghong and the other two.
"Three martial lords?"
The stuttering Lu DaSheng suddenly opened his eyes wide when he saw Wu Yonghong and the others. Martial emperor masters were already top-level existences in South Sha, and martial lords were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Usually even searching with lanterns wouldn't turn up any.
Yet here, in front of this martial arts hall, three had gathered all of a sudden!
The similarly nervous Lu Qingshan was also slightly shocked, but he did not lose composure. After coming into contact with them frequently, he had long become immune. Seeing three martial lord masters here with the sir was a perfectly normal matter, it seemed.
After all, he had personally witnessed that terrifying black-robed figure, who was still struggling desperately under the sir's foot. Compared to him, what were three martial lords?
But Wu Yonghong and the other two merely gave Lu Qingshan and Lu DaSheng a glance, not paying them any more attention. In their eyes, these two people were still not worth noticing.
However, the arrival of the three temporarily gave Lu DaSheng a breath of relief, because Yi Feng's attention had shifted to them.
"It's you three!"
Yi Feng greeted them, "How come you have time to come over today?"
"Sir, it's us. Last time when we were in the mountains, didn't you say that there was a piece of barren land behind your martial arts hall that needed reclaiming, and asked us to come help?" Wu Yonghong said respectfully.
"That's right, that's right."
Yi Feng slapped his forehead, only just recalling, "That's right, I did intend to reclaim that barren land."
"It's like this, Sir. My two old friends here would also like to come along. What do you think?" Wu Yonghong continued.
As he spoke, Sun Zhuge and Chu Kuangshi behind him immediately looked over hopefully.
"They want to come along too? Alright then."
Yi Feng thought briefly, then nodded. Seeing the hopeful looks in these two people's eyes, it was evident they also wanted to come earn some food money. One could understand that farmers had it hard making a living. Moreover, that land of his was not small, and Old Wu would be shorthanded working it alone.
"Good good good, thank you Sir, thank you Sir."
Hearing this, the three old fellows immediately beamed with smiles.
Seeing their reaction, Yi Feng sighed inwardly that life was truly difficult for people at the bottom rungs. It was just reclaiming a barren land, yet they were so excited. So he added, "For the payment, I'll directly give you three 100 gold coins, even if you finish it in one day."
"No problem, no problem!"
Wu Yonghong and the other two nodded vigorously, not having any objection to the 100 gold coins Yi Feng mentioned, and not trying to haggle. After all, they understood clearly that this person had descended into the mundane world to play, so paying them 100 coins for appearance's sake was reasonable.
"Alright, if there's no problem, did you bring your tools?" Yi Feng asked.
"Uh..."
Wu Yonghong and the others looked at each other awkwardly, revealing embarrassed expressions.
"Never mind, it's fine, I have them here," Yi Feng glanced at them, "Just wait here for now."
Then under their waiting gaze, he went into the inner room. Shortly after, he came out holding a rake hoe, a hoe, and a spade.
However, when they saw these three iron tools, Wu Yonghong and the others, as well as the quivering Lu DaSheng, couldn't help gasping and almost became dumbstruck.
He had actually directly taken out three saint artifacts!
"One each for you three!" Yi Feng held them out and said.
"Giving, giving them, to us?"
Wu Yonghong and the other two looked at each other, their voices stuttering, and their palms trembling at this moment.
"How else would you work?" Yi Feng rolled his eyes at them and said, "Use them for now, I still have more if they get damaged."
Sss!
"Still... still more?"
These words nearly scared Wu Yonghong and the others' hearts out of their chests.
Sir had so many saint artifacts that he had them to spare?
Moreover, for just reclaiming a barren land, he had even used three saint artifacts. Such generosity, tsk tsk...
But Lu Qingshan was not too shocked. Instead he even revealed a look as if seeing country bumpkins. Although his own strength was lower than these three, the horizons he had broadened under the sir could not be compared. Using saint artifacts for farming work amounted to nothing. Even the kitchen knives for chopping vegetables in the sir's kitchen were saint artifacts!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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!
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
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
