Watching the dog sitting next to the spicy strips, looking at him expectantly.
Yi Feng shook his head helplessly, and had no choice but to grab a handful of spicy strips and threw them to the dog, while looking at the pot of spicy strips, and muttered to himself: "But these spicy strips, they should be put in a bag, only then can they be enjoyed to the fullest when eating!"
The dog bowed his head gratefully to Yi Feng, grabbed the spicy strips and ran out of the martial arts hall.
"Keep it safe!"
Finding Uncle Yun again, the dog ordered: "Tell the old man, eat two when forced to!"
"This, this is?"
Uncle Yun curiously looked at the spicy strips in his hand, full of confusion, this thing is really that powerful?
Unwittingly, he instinctively took a small bite.
Crack!
With this bite, he immediately straightened his back, staring with wide eyes full of disbelief.
And his cultivation suddenly rose, breaking through from Demon Spirit and leaping over several minor realms, directly to the Demon King realm.
"This...this this this..."
Uncle Yun stammered, and even speaking became clumsy.
"This is just a small means of my master, no need to be too surprised. Take him back to that old man!" Ao Qing's face was calm, without any surprise.
After all, these spicy strips allowed a Demon Lord like him to advance his cultivation just by eating some, let alone a little Demon Spirit?
Besides, he had experienced such an unreal promotion from Demon King to Demon Lord himself, this was not even worth mentioning.
Having said that, Ao Qing turned and walked away.
But it seemed like he remembered something, he turned back and said: "Remember, put it in a bag, my master said, only when eaten in a bag is it considered the essence!"
"Yes!"
Uncle Yun carefully put away the spicy strips, no longer daring to doubt their effects, as if they were a treasure. Then he found a bag to put them in, and carried it close to his chest as he left.
All the way.
He was very careful.
After all, he knew that what he was carrying with him now was the future of the entire imperial clan!
"Greetings, Sky Devouring Emperor!"
After journeying back, Uncle Yun finally returned to the Sky Devouring Hall, and came before the Sky Devouring Emperor.
"Hmm, didn't you go bring Ao Qing back, where is he?" The Sky Devouring Emperor saw Uncle Yun return empty-handed, and lazily asked.
"Your Majesty, he had important matters to attend to, and could not return. But he brought me an artifact of unexpected victory, please take a look, Wolf Emperor."
Saying so, Uncle Yun carefully took out the spicy strips he had tucked into his chest.
"Artifact of unexpected victory?"
"This?"
The Sky Devouring Emperor glanced lightly at the spicy strips, and spoke in a disdainful tone, "Ao Yun, I know you have a good relationship with Celebration, it's fine to protect him usually. But you actually told such lies before Me to support him, what punishment should you get?"
Hearing this, Ao Yun was immediately frightened and knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty, your servant would not dare, this is really an artifact of unexpected victory!" Ao Yun said respectfully.
"Humph, do I not know my useless son well, what artifact of unexpected victory could he have you bring back?" The Sky Devouring Emperor snorted coldly and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll spare you this time considering your usual loyalty."
"Your Majesty, I really did not lie to you." Ao Yun continued kneeling on the ground and said, "Besides, the Third Prince is not the useless person you say, but has reached the Demon Lord realm with the help of a noble one."
"Demon Lord?"
Ao Zhong was first startled, then spoke angrily, "Ao Yun, you're boasting even more outrageously than that old fogey Ao Jin. If you keep this up, I'll really get angry!"
"Your Majesty, I didn't say a single lie, you'll know with one try!" Ao Yun held out the spicy strips in both hands respectfully.
"Fine, if it's not as you said, I'll have you executed!"
Ao Zhong frowned and spoke heavily to the kneeling Ao Yun, he was truly angry now. At this critical juncture, even a little housekeeper actually dared mock him like this!
"I am willing to accept Your Majesty's punishment."
Ao Yun continued kneeling without the slightest hesitation.
Hearing this, Ao Zhong's expression darkened even more. He lowered his voice and said, "Ao Yun, it seems you really are asking for death. Fine, I will fulfill your wish."
Saying so, he snatched the bag from Ao Yun's hands and glanced at it disdainfully, taking a large bite of half the package.
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?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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
