On the screen,
Old Ancestor Qingshan was showing the knife to the three elders and Yu Wujie.
Although it was just presented on the screen, when the knife was brought out, the powerful aura was still shocking enough to make Peng Ying's red lips part.
Under the deterrence, her face became even paler.
"Look, this is the knife." The footage was very short, just a fleeting moment to see the full picture of the peerless divine knife. Seizing the opportunity, Yu Wujie hurriedly shouted,
"A kitchen knife?"
When she saw the full picture, Peng Ying asked in surprise.
"Yes, a kitchen knife." Yu Wujie said emotionally, "I don't know what mentality the predecessor who forged this knife had, but it doesn't matter. What matters is that this knife is really powerful. With this knife, I'm sure the battle between the Old Ancestor and the Black Tortoise Old Ancestor will be effortless."
"Mm!"
Peng Ying nodded absent-mindedly, as if thinking about something.
"What's wrong, Ying'er, something on your mind?" Yu Wujie quickly asked gently.
"No, I just feel..." Peng Ying said, "I just feel that this kitchen knife is very familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before."
"Oh, don't think too much about it, you must be mistaken." Yu Wujie laughed, "Ancestors of this level regard it as a treasure, how could you have possibly seen it before?"
"You're right."
Peng Ying also nodded. She also felt it was quite unbelievable to have such thoughts.
"Alright, I'll have you join the Inner Sect as soon as possible." Yu Wujie took the opportunity to put his arm around Peng Ying's slender waist, and said gently, "But we'll have to wait a while, otherwise people will gossip."
Twisting her waist lightly, Peng Ying said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Wujie, you're so good to me."
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The autumn air was rich.
Leaves covered the ground in a thick layer.
The cold air had finally arrived, and Yi Feng had put on clothes. Even the lounge chair he lay on was covered with a blanket, but the heavy clothes still couldn't keep out the dampness in the air.
The piercing cold made Yi Feng shiver like a dog.
Fortunately, as an earthling, although he was lazy, he was quite dexterous when he put his mind to it. He made a stove out of reflective tin and put the fire bead in it. The heat was reflected and dispersed, immediately warming Yi Feng's whole body.
"An alternate world version of a mini sun, one of a kind, and it doesn't even use electricity."
Yi Feng smiled, and his gaze turned outside the street.
Not far away, a shabby little figure walked back dejectedly.
"Sigh!"
Yi Feng sighed. It seemed Zhong Qing still didn't have enough aptitude to join Qingshan Sect.
"Greetings, Master."
Yi Feng nodded and gave him a smile, "It's cold, come sit by the fire and warm up!"
"It's nothing, Master. I'll go practice a few more sets of fist techniques, then cook the rice and pick the vegetables for you to prepare dinner." Zhong Qing said softly, then walked towards the inner hall.
Yi Feng sighed again.
Business had also cooled down a lot now that it was cold.
"Looks like I need to move on to the next plan." Yi Feng scratched the dog next to him, and went to the desk.
He picked up his brush.
When he put down his brush, The Supreme Treasure and the Purple Cloud Immortal had entered the rice paper.
This was also inevitable for Yi Feng. Relying solely on the martial arts school simply didn't bring in enough income. Every winter he would take up the brush to write some stories, hoping to sell them.
The previous winter, he had written A Dream of Red Mansions, but for some reason, whether the audience was too small or something else, it had failed as expected.
This year he thought about it for a long time before deciding to write about The Purple Cloud Immortal and the Supreme Treasure. For a 20-something earthling, the love between the two still gave him a lot of feelings and sentiments.
He didn't expect many people to read this book. As long as occasionally some people bought it and it could improve his life a little, he would be satisfied.
Fortunately, there was a business association in Pingjiang City that he had helped before, and they could help print and sell some copies.
The rice paper was slowly filled with neat writing.
"Cough cough!"
There was the sound of coughing outside the door.
Yi Feng put down his brush and paper and went to the door. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.
Outside the door was an old man in a rain cape. The old man had sharp features, an eagle hook nose, and a crisscrossing scar next to it.
His surname was Wu. Speaking of which, this Old Man Wu could also be considered one of his old friends.
But in Yi Feng's eyes, this old man was not so normal.
Every time he came here, he would stand outside the door of his martial arts school in a daze for a long time, not knowing what he was doing.
Sure enough.
This old man was in a daze again.
"Old friend, long time no see." After a long time, the old man finally came to his senses and greeted Yi Feng.
The corner of Yi Feng's mouth twitched.
What's my age, what's this old man's age, doesn't he have any sense of propriety, always addressing me in such a forgetful friendship kind of way. He didn't know what was wrong with this old man.
But ever since they met, this Wu Old Man had addressed him this way, and Yi Feng was also used to it, so he also addressed him the same.
"Wu old pal, long time no see." Yi Feng shouted.
"Haha, you really impress me, old friend." Seeing the well-dressed Yi Feng, a shrewd flash passed through his eyes. He laughed, "We're the same kind of people. Brother Yi, you've taken it to a more extreme level than me!"
"Huh?"
Yi Feng was puzzled, not understanding at all.
But this old man was used to gossip, and didn't care. He shouted, "It's cold outside, why don't you come in and sit down?"
Wu Old Man nodded, walked towards Yi Feng, and as usual didn't enter Yi Feng's martial arts school, but sat down on the steps at the door.
Seeming to know what he wanted to say, Yi Feng quickly said, "Yes, yes, you're right. Peering into others' homes is a big taboo for the likes of us. There's no need to be too courteous between you and me!"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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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!
