Even though Yi Feng didn't make any purchases this time, he had already bought plenty from the store previously.
Now, within a hundred meters surrounding his martial arts hall, a picturesque little orchard had been created, forming a stark contrast to the desolate environment elsewhere.
Every day after hunting vultures, Yi Feng would lie at the entrance of his martial arts hall on Dark Shadow Island, enjoying the sea view while eating fruit and drinking alcohol he had brought from the Immortal River Continent.
The fragrance of alcohol wafted through the air.
However, the wolf skin he wore didn't quite match his leisurely and refined lifestyle.
Fortunately, he had another set stored in his spatial ring, which he had prepared to avoid going naked if he ever needed to leave.
But now that his environment was so pleasant, without having to endure wind and rain, he didn't mind wearing these clothes.
At that moment.
In a cliff.
A man, nothing but skin and bones, who had been in a deep slumber, struggled to open his eyes.
He sniffed the air.
"Alcohol!"
"That's the smell of alcohol!"
He breathed in greedily, his whole body trembling with excitement.
It was hard to imagine.
For someone who had been confined on this island for countless years, only able to survive by entering deep sleep and reducing his bodily functions to the bare minimum, how great a shock it was to suddenly smell alcohol.
He didn't know how many years he had spent at the bottom of this cliff, his body long since ravaged by the brutal atmosphere.
But perhaps lured by the scent of alcohol, he mustered what little strength remained in his body and slowly stood up for the first time in many years.
As he exerted his strength, his appearance of being on his last legs improved slightly.
He followed the scent of alcohol up the mountain.
As he got closer, the smell of alcohol grew stronger, and his breathing became increasingly greedy.
"I'm already at the end of my rope. If I could just have a sip of alcohol, it would be worth dying for."
He muttered weakly, his eyes glimmering with hope.
It was clear to see what inhuman torment those confined here had to endure.
Those qualified to come here were originally quite powerful.
But now, his dying wish was merely to have a sip of alcohol.
The scent of alcohol grew stronger and stronger.
This meant he was getting closer and closer.
He was certain it was coming from the hilltop ahead.
He hurriedly raised his head.
But this glance was extraordinary.
He was so shocked his eyeballs nearly popped out.
Look at that!
Green.
Trees.
An orchard.
There was even a house.
The scene before him left him too excited for words.
He couldn't remember how many years he had been on Dark Shadow Island.
But on this island, apart from the black sea, all he had seen was endless desolation, desolation, desolation...
Now.
There was vegetation and an orchard.
He almost broke into a run, rushing towards that place.
He even ignored the increasingly strong scent of alcohol.
Finally.
He arrived outside the house.
He was even more shocked.
Because surrounding this house was an overwhelming spiritual energy, completely untouched by the brutal atmosphere.
He breathed in greedily.
He even spread his arms, raised his head, and took a deep breath.
He almost shed tears.
"Air."
"Fresh air!"
His body trembling, he cried out excitedly.
He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had experienced such an environment.
Under this spiritual energy, he felt his internal organs, ravaged by the brutal atmosphere, improve significantly.
His parched throat became moist.
In just a brief moment, his complexion became ruddy, a stark contrast to when he had just emerged from the cliff.
Suddenly, at that moment.
A young man in white robes walked out from the house next door.
The man immediately turned his gaze to this white-robed youth.
He scrutinized him from every angle.
The white robe was immaculate.
His complexion was healthy and normal.
He had an extraordinary aura.
In his left hand, he held a small jug, and in his right, a small cup.
This appearance was not at all like someone surviving on this island.
What kind of person was this?
The man's heart filled with doubt.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
