In the time that followed,
Yi Feng immersed himself at home.
He cycled through carving, brewing wine, and making tea again and again in an attempt to improve these skills to the highest level.
This is because he was unsatisfied!
Especially after the recent incident with the steed, which profoundly provoked his heart.
But the more this happened, the more he wanted to see how long this crappy System was going to scam him.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations, host, your carving skill has reached the level of gods."
"Phew!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Yi Feng put down his carving knife.
Carving was finally complete.
"Check panel."
"Host: Yi Feng."
"Cultivation: Unable to detect."
"Skills: Eighteen martial arts skills comparable to gods, musical instruments, chess, painting and calligraphy comparable to gods, medical treatment and ironworking comparable to gods, cooking skills comparable to gods, wine brewing returning to simplicity, tea ceremony returning to simplicity..."
"Damn!"
But Yi Feng cursed directly.
This dog System...
Previously, his cultivation level could at least be displayed as "mortal", but now it has become undetectable?
You can understand that he can cultivate and display "unable to detect" means he has an overwhelming power that the System can't even detect.
But can he cultivate?
Does he have any abilities?
As he spoke,
he punched the sky!
Half a minute passed, without even a wisp of wind stirred up...
This damn thing is obviously unable to detect because he is useless!
At this moment...
Central Continent.
Inside an ancient tower, a white-haired old man swept up into the clouds, staring incredulously at the scene in the distance.
"What is this?"
He trembled as he spoke.
North Sea Continent.
A long-haired man came out with a sword, leaving an afterimage in the sky. Seeing the scene that appeared in the distant sky, even his usually breezy temperament could no longer remain calm, and the sword under his feet also lost its glow.
Southern Wasteland.
A giant ten feet tall crawled out of the ground, looked up at the distant sky, and suddenly knelt down.
Western Demon Forest.
In the lush forest, a scantily clad, charming woman suddenly felt an unprecedented oppressive aura, trembling with fear, involuntarily turning into her original white fox form and groveling on the ground, not daring to move.
In addition,
In other parts of the Immortal River Continent, many martial emperors and countless hidden old monsters were forced out, standing in midair and watching the spectacle that had just appeared.
This is because just now, the entire heaven and earth suddenly erupted with an aura of destroying heaven and earth.
A fist shaped like a phantom appeared with overwhelming power.
With one punch,
It shattered the heavens!
And the immortal realm
Was thrown into unprecedented turmoil.
Countless powerful immortals gathered, with incredulity on their faces, and in their minds simultaneously emerged that ephemeral punch from just now.
That punch
Broke through the barriers of the immortal realm.
The area within ten thousand miles of the immortal realm, both the ground and the space, were blasted into nothingness.
"Where did that punch come from?" A middle-aged man asked in surprise.
"I don't know..."
An old man was equally solemn, his voice somewhat halting.
"Could it be from the Realm Beyond the Gods?"
Another person asked incredulously.
"The higher beings of the Realm Beyond the Gods would not do this. It's more like a punch from the lower realms."
"Bullshit! Not even we can throw a punch like that. Which lower realm person is so powerful that they can directly break through the barriers of the immortal realm?" A filthy, old man holding a wine jug couldn't help but retort.
Although this person's words were vulgar, no one refuted him.
Because what he said was the truth.
If people from the lower realms could break through the barriers with one punch, they, the powerful immortals, might as well find a crack in the earth and hide there.
But the punch came and went so quickly that even with their power, they couldn't detect a trace of its aura. Other than leaving a psychological shadow on them, they had no way at all to investigate that punch...
"Sigh!"
In the martial arts hall, Yi Feng collapsed in despair on a stool, looking at his fair and clean fist, crestfallen as he sighed.
Why is it so difficult to cultivate?
"Ding."
"New mission released."
At this moment, the previously quiet voice rang out again.
"Another new mission?"
Yi Feng frowned. He didn't know what else the damn System wanted him to learn now.
"Mission: Host is to self-fund the expansion of the martial arts hall, establish a sect, and accept one hundred disciples."
"Damn!"
Upon hearing this, Yi Feng immediately stood up, on the verge of bursting out.
Self-fund the expansion of the martial arts hall?
How much would that cost!
What's most damn scamming is that he has to establish a sect?
He can't even get disciples to join his martial arts hall, how the hell is he going to establish a sect for people to join when they're blind?
Just as Yi Feng was cursing up a storm, the System's voice rang out again.
"Mission reward: Host can begin cultivation."
"What?"
Hearing this mission reward, Yi Feng was instantly dumbfounded.
Cultivation.
Cultivation.
By completing this mission he can start cultivating?
He, Yi Feng, is finally about to pass the System's test and become a truly powerful and unmatched person?
Yi Feng was on the verge of tears.
His eyes shone with light like never before, and he regained the spirit he had when he first crossed over here.
"Fine, it's just self-funding the expansion of the martial arts hall. I'll cover it myself. As long as I can cultivate, this is no problem."
"As for establishing a sect, then I'll establish one. And as for one hundred disciples, even if I have to scam them I'll get one hundred people!"
At this moment, Yi Feng was full of arrogance.
He looked forward to his future life.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.”
