After getting these new tasks, Yi Feng became completely busy in the days that followed.
While practicing calligraphy, he also carved some small gadgets. After all, carving was still a blank for him, and his obsessive nature made him feel uncomfortable without making some progress.
Of course, he was also busy with his cooking skills.
He felt this skill was the most useful. After all, he had to eat too. After the mission was activated, Yi Feng felt the food he made tasted even better.
However, remembering that frequently changing types would lead to faster promotion, Yi Feng was no longer limited to cooking. He also wanted to recreate some famous foods from his previous life.
The first snack he wanted to make was the world-famous god-level snack—hot strips!
This stuff was a bestseller in his previous life. There was even a saying that circulated, nothing can't be solved with a bag of hot strips, and if there really is something that can't, then two bags.
After transmigrating for so long, Yi Feng still had a soft spot for this flavored food.
Of course, more importantly, he grew up in the hometown of hot strips before transmigration, the place where hot strips originated.
What a coincidence, it was also called Pingjiang!
As someone who grew up here, he was very familiar with how to make hot strips.
When Yi Feng stirred the first batch of hot strips in the pot by hand, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and showed a satisfied smile.
"Doggy, come taste it!"
Yi Feng grabbed a few strips and threw them to Doggy.
"Woof!"
Doggy rushed over and gobbled down the hot strips in a few bites. Then his eyes instantly widened.
As soon as these hot strips entered his mouth, they unexpectedly stabilized his realm that had just entered the Demon King level and was not yet fully consolidated!
Not only that, he found that these hot strips also had the effect of temporarily improving his strength. After eating these few strips, he found that he could even briefly contend with a mid-stage Demon King.
Seeing Doggy's excited expression, Yi Feng also hurriedly tasted one.
Awesome.
Delicious.
Taste of home.
Great!
"Is anyone there?"
At this moment, an inquiring voice came from outside.
"Who is it?"
Yi Feng put down the hot strip in his hand and walked outside.
Going outside, he saw an old man with yellow teeth peering around.
"Who are you?" Yi Feng was about to ask when Ao Qing suddenly rushed out. He signaled the old man with his eyes and said in a voice transmission, "Uncle Yun, hurry up and leave. This is not a place you can come. I'll come find you outside the city later."
Seeing this, the old man immediately understood and said to Yi Feng, "Sorry, I came to the wrong place."
After speaking, he left quickly.
Yi Feng looked at him curiously for a moment, then returned to the martial arts hall and resumed practicing calligraphy.
Doggy came over, lowered his head to Yi Feng, and barked twice.
"Go by yourself!"
Yi Feng waved his hand and rolled his eyes at him. He just wanted to poop. Doggy usually handled this himself. How could he want him to sneak out this time?
Hearing this, Doggy hurried out of the martial arts hall.
He understood that his master must know the relationship between Uncle Yun and him.
But his master would certainly not point it out directly since he was comprehending life.
Uncle Yun, who had been waiting outside the city, came to greet him.
"Third Prince."
While speaking, his eyes were filled with tears.
"Uncle Yun, why did you come?" Ao Qing said softly. He had a special affection for this Uncle Yun. He was the only one who didn't look down on him since childhood and had always been close to him.
"Something happened in the tribe."
Uncle Yun was worried and recounted what had happened in the tribe.
But Ao Qing was completely unmoved.
"Third Prince, that is your home after all!" Uncle Yun said solemnly.
"Uncle Yun, stop talking. That place is not my home. This martial arts hall is!" Ao Qing said, "No matter what the reason, that old man knew I was falsely accused and still expelled me from the tribe, almost causing me to die outside. I have no feelings for that place anymore!"
"You, Prince, how can you say that? After you subdued Ao Qingcheng, the Wolf Emperor has looked at you differently." Uncle Yun said softly, "Besides, what's so good about staying in this broken martial arts hall?"
"Shut up!"
But as soon as Uncle Yun's words fell, Ao Qing, who had been close to Uncle Yun just now, suddenly changed his aura and erupted with a strong killing intent.
"I warn you, say another bad word about the martial arts hall and you die!"
Ao Qing hissed through gritted teeth. The aura of the demon wolf was completely unleashed at this moment.
Uncle Yun was so scared that he was forced into a corner, trembling as he looked at Ao Qing. What shocked him even more was Ao Qing's cultivation level. He stammered, "P-Prince, I was wrong, I spoke out of turn. It's just that y-you, your cultivation..."
Seeing this, Ao Qing suppressed his killing intent and calmly said, "Just Demon King, no big deal!"
"Demon King?"
"How is that possible?"
Uncle Yun gasped. He stammered, "Third Prince, isn't that a bit... hmm, arrogant to say?"
"Heh!"
Ao Qing sneered.
Being by Yi Feng's side, he didn't know when his state of mind had also undergone great changes.
In the past, Demon Kings were indeed like heavenly existences in his eyes.
But now...
Demon King.
It really doesn't count for much.
If you want to talk about true power, it would be like his master and Skull Bro.
Seeing Uncle Yun's incredulous expression, Ao Qing spoke in awe about the existence of Yi Feng and Skull Bro, and how it was because of Yi Feng that he attained the Demon King realm in such a short time.
Ao Qing's words shocked Uncle Yun speechless once again. He also didn't expect that the one he saw at the door just now was such a powerful being.
After the shock came a deep excitement.
"No wonder Elder Jin said you are the savior of the royal clan. Young master, please come back to the tribe with me. As long as you make a move, the Red Sun clan will be finished!" Uncle Yun said expectantly.
"I said I won't go back!" Ao Qing said coldly.
"Young master, you..."
"That place is your home after all. Your father is there, your friends are there, and your mother is there..." Uncle Yun anxiously said.
Ao Qing's expression remained unchanged until his mother was mentioned, and he was slightly moved.
"I won't go back, but I'll ask my master for something to help you get through this difficulty."
After saying that, Ao Qing hurried back to the martial arts hall.
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!"
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!
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?"
