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.
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