In the effects of the flames, the wood carving was instantly wrapped in the flames and ignited raging flames.
"Enjoy it well!"
Yi Feng smiled and wrapped himself up at the same time, closing his eyes comfortably.
With such a big fire, his whole body was much warmer.
"Enjoy?"
However, the father and daughter were confused about what Yi Feng meant.
Suddenly.
The father and daughter suddenly discovered that twinkling lights were emerging from the burning sculpture.
The twinkling lights drifted away, bathing the father and daughter.
At this moment, the two were enlightened and clearly felt that their cultivation had improved.
Of course.
If it was just the improvement of their cultivation, it would not have made the father and daughter so excited. Under the bathing of the starlight, the talents and physique of the two were also greatly improved.
Hiss!
The two were excited while sucking in cold air.
The talents and physique of ordinary people are irreversible, unless there are shocking treasures, they may be able to change one or two, especially at the age of the two, these things have long been finalized.
But the scene before them directly subverted their cognition.
It was like a forty or fifty-year-old dwarf, who had long stopped growing, but in this instant, he had forcibly gained tens of centimeters in height.
This kind of shocking means was simply unheard of by them.
"No wonder Sir asked us to enjoy it well. It turns out that he gave us such a great opportunity."
The father and daughter looked at each other, unable to express the excitement in their hearts.
After a long time...
Most of the wood carving had burned, and the rays of light had gradually disappeared. The father and daughter had already received a lot of benefits.
"Sir, our father and daughter are grateful for your kindness!" The father and daughter trembled and were about to kneel down to Yi Feng.
"You two...really don't have to be so polite."
Yi Feng opened his eyes quite speechlessly, secretly saying that the two of them were at it again.
"Sir, maybe this is insignificant to you, just a flick of your finger, but for our father and daughter..."
Ye Neng and Ye Yi really couldn't conceal the excitement in their hearts and gratitude towards Yi Feng, and were about to kneel down to Yi Feng again.
"Alas, I said there is no need to be so polite. If you are really grateful to me, pass on this kindness and help more people."
Yi Feng helped the father and daughter up again and sighed speechlessly.
He really couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the father and daughter, it was a bit too much, which made him very uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Yi Feng quickly patted Ye Neng's shoulder, apparently afraid that the father and daughter would come up with that again, so the panacea words came out of his mouth again.
"That's right, pass on the love."
"I believe you can do it."
"Use your power to help as many people as possible, and fill the North Sea with the light of love, the light of love!"
"Go!"
After speaking, Yi Feng stretched out his palm and directly ordered them to leave.
Because he really couldn't stand the father and daughter anymore, they were really overly enthusiastic, which made him very uncomfortable.
Since Yi Feng had ordered them to leave, the father and daughter dared not disobey and immediately left the dilapidated temple.
But after leaving the dilapidated temple, the father and daughter were still thinking about Yi Feng's words.
"I see now."
Suddenly, Ye Neng realized it.
"Oh, father, please tell me what Sir really meant?" Ye Yi asked eagerly.
"If I guess correctly, Sir couldn't bear to see the North Sea shrouded in darkness, so he was choosing people to save it all." Ye Neng said excitedly: "And our Ye family just happened to be the people chosen by Sir!"
Hearing this, Ye Yi also instantly understood, and continued: "So this is why Sir asked us to pass on his love and let the North Sea be shrouded in light?"
"That's right."
Ye Neng nodded solemnly and said, "And Sir knew that with our original power, we couldn't make any difference. That's why he burned the wood carving, improving our cultivation while reshaping our talents and physique!"
"I see now."
Ye Yi nodded in agreement, "No wonder Sir first revealed the future situation of the North Sea to us, and then gave us the opportunity, his purpose was probably this."
"Yes, and thinking back, Sir's methods are simply magical!" Ye Neng exclaimed: "I'm afraid from the time you met him, everything was under his control and planning!"
Thinking back, Ye Yi felt it was true as well.
Otherwise, why did she just happen to encounter Yi Feng when he was surrounded by the organization back then, and not someone else?
"Oh right, I remember something else that was probably also arranged by Sir." At this time, Ye Neng suddenly remembered something and said.
"Oh, I hope father will enlighten me?" Ye Yi asked eagerly.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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!
