Yi Feng, Guan Yunpeng, and Han Tianque looked at each other, feeling nervous as they followed Yi Feng into the martial arts hall.
After entering the martial arts hall, Han Tianque's body suddenly shuddered. He grabbed Guan Yunpeng's arm and pulled: "Look, look quickly, Old Guan. Look at that umbrella!"
"Whew, and that painting too."
"Hiss, that hoe, that hoe!"
At this moment, Han Tianque and his apprentice Ye Bei were completely dumbfounded, because this was their first time entering the martial arts hall.
Yet everywhere they looked, there were treasures.
Seeing the master and apprentice's reactions, Guan Yunpeng couldn't help but roll his eyes at them.
He immediately stuck out his chest and said disdainfully: "You master and apprentice really are a match made in heaven. A couple of country bumpkins who have never seen the world. What's there to get so worked up about?"
"To be honest, I already saw all of the gentleman's things on my previous visit to the martial arts hall."
"You haven't seen the gentleman writing and painting yet. Just wait until you do, you'll be even more shocked."
"Hmph!"
Han Tianque and his apprentice's faces turned ugly as they let out a cold humph.
So what if you've seen it before, it's not like you have anything to do with it!
"Please sit."
When they arrived at the backyard, Yi Feng told them to sit down next to a tea set.
He then started to boil water and prepare tea.
"This tea?"
When the hot water soaked into the tea leaves, an aroma immediately began to diffuse all around, smelling refreshing and invigorating.
What shocked them even more was that this aroma actually stimulated the spiritual energy in their bodies, as if their cultivation had improved.
Could this gentleman be treating them to tea?
At this thought, they grew excited.
If just the aroma had such an effect, tasting the actual tea would surely bring unimaginable benefits!
However, what virtue or ability did they have to deserve tasting the tea personally prepared by this gentleman?
Just as they were thinking this, Yi Feng brought each of them a cup of tea and gently smiled, "Come, drink the tea."
The three were shocked.
They were extremely excited that their wishful thinking had come true.
Smelling the aroma from the cup, the three of them couldn't wait to lift the cups and drink it down in one gulp.
After that one mouthful, they clearly felt a tremendous power enter their bodies, clearing away impurities while improving their cultivation.
For a time, the three were too emotional to express their feelings in words.
Even though they knew drinking this tea would have great benefits, they never could have imagined the benefits would be so enormous!
After simple digestion, the three clearly felt their cultivation had reached a critical point and was about to break through soon.
"Drink slowly, there's no rush."
Seeing them down an entire cup in one go, Yi Feng couldn't help frowning slightly to remind them.
This was freshly boiled water, were they not worried about scalding their throats?
"Yes, yes."
The three nodded like pecking chickens.
They also suddenly realized their previous actions had been too rude, offending this gentleman.
Yet they were puzzled in their hearts.
They had clearly offended Yi Feng, so why were they still treated so well?
It was already an immense favor for Yi Feng to let them off this time. They were already extremely grateful, and certainly didn't dare expect to obtain this gentleman's blessings!
So at this moment, apart from joy, their hearts were filled with more apprehension.
After all, what virtue or ability did they have?
"Alright, I asked you to come today to discuss something."
Yi Feng also picked up a cup of tea, sipping it while he spoke.
The three immediately sat up straight.
Realizing serious talk was coming, they pricked up their ears to listen carefully.
Seeing their businesslike attitude, Yi Feng nodded satisfactorily. He then said, "Just now you said you were masons, and could gather quite a few people. As it happens, I have several houses that need building. So I'm thinking to contract them out to you, to get you to come help me build them. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, the three looked at each other.
Suddenly enlightened!
So this gentleman wanted them to handle some matters!
How could they not agree? Forget contracting houses, even if it was carrying manure here, they would be willing!
Moreover, they had already received blessings from Yi Feng. How could they dare not agree?
Thus, they began discussing the details with Yi Feng.
They didn't have the slightest objection to anything Yi Feng said.
"Excellent, settled a big deal and hired a construction team so cheaply. Saved a lot of money!" Yi Feng felt quite satisfied inwardly.
He was seeing this group more and more favorably.
"Why not stay for a meal? I happened to cook oxtail soup, more than I can eat myself. Let's supplement ourselves together!" Yi Feng said with a smile.
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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."
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.”
