Indeed.
Within the formation, a white-robed youth stepped out, as if truly unaffected by the formation.
"Does anyone know him?"
Someone asked.
"I don't recognize him, but he doesn't seem to be from the second batch." another person said.
"Then what's his deal?"
The crowd was puzzled, both surprised and delighted.
This sudden appearance of a youth left them utterly confused.
"Ah!"
At that moment, a man in the crowd let out a piercing scream, breaking the silence.
"What are you yelling about?"
Someone nearby complained.
"The formation, look at the formation..."
The man pointed at the valley, shouting loudly.
Hearing this, everyone turned their gaze back, their eyes widening in shock.
Their hearts almost leapt out of their chests.
Because they saw that the youth had just stepped out of the formation's range.
And as he exited, the formation that covered the entire valley instantly dissipated like bubbles.
The sky, at this moment, seemed to clear up.
"Ah!"
"So tired, so tired."
Yi Feng looked up, covering his mouth and yawning.
But halfway through, he suddenly noticed over a thousand pairs of eyes staring at him.
His yawn was cut short.
He instinctively glanced behind him, but there was nothing there.
Feeling awkward, he twitched the muscles in his face.
"Uh..."
"I was just passing by..."
After saying that, Yi Feng quickly took out a flying sword from his storage ring, slipped through the crowd, and flew away just above the ground.
Before the crowd could react, Yi Feng had already disappeared without a trace.
"Whew!"
"I really don't know why those people were staring at me."
"It's kind of creepy."
After putting some distance between himself and the crowd, Yi Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to get into any trouble; it was better to stay away from trouble.
At this moment, the stunned crowd finally snapped back to reality.
A wave of fervent voices erupted.
"A master, he's a master."
"Right, the one who just said he was passing by. Maybe he saw us struggling with this demonic formation and decided to help!"
"Such a master, saving Heavenly Array Immortal Continent from disaster, we must go and thank him properly."
"Yes, and if we can, we should try to become his disciples. To enter and exit such a grand formation without being affected, and to break it so effortlessly, he must be a fifth- or even sixth-rank formation master."
In the midst of the passionate voices, everyone present summoned their various immortal artifacts, maneuvering a variety of celestial boats to chase after Yi Feng.
Meanwhile, Yi Feng.
Had already left the mountains and arrived at a small city.
"First, let's rent a small courtyard and settle down here."
After choosing a small courtyard, Yi Feng took out a large amount of gold coins.
Spending this money, Yi Feng didn't feel much pain.
After all, when he returned to Heaven and Earth Sect last time, he took out all the savings he had stored on the island. In terms of wealth, he should be considered quite well-off.
"Boss, how much is this small courtyard for a month?"
Yi Feng smiled.
"One hundred!"
The boss replied.
"Just one hundred? That's easy."
Yi Feng took out a money bag, heavy with coins, and placed it in the boss's hand.
The boss's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Upon opening the bag and finding it filled with gold coins, his eyebrows furrowed even more, and the enthusiasm on his face disappeared.
"Immortal crystals, I want immortal crystals. What's the point of giving me a bunch of gold coins?"
Yi Feng was stunned.
He couldn't help but ask, "Didn't the currency in the Immortal Realm change to gold coins? Isn't that the standard now?"
"Are you living in a dream? The unified currency changed back to immortal crystals ages ago. Don't you know?" the boss couldn't help but say.
"What?"
"It changed back again?"
These words fell.
Yi Feng's mind was struck by a thunderbolt, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Damn it, which bastard keeps changing things around? This is killing me!"
Yi Feng couldn't help but roar, feeling so frustrated that he wanted to stab himself in the heart.
When he first came to the Immortal Realm, he thought the currency here was also gold coins, so he brought a large amount of gold coins with him, thinking he could be a small tycoon. But then he found out that the currency in the Immortal Realm was immortal crystals.
Well.
Since it's a different world, it's understandable that the currency is different.
So Yi Feng threw away those useless gold coins and managed to save up quite a few immortal crystals. But then, last time he went out, someone told him that the currency in the Immortal Realm had changed to gold coins.
At that time, Yi Feng was already quite confused.
But he comforted himself, thinking that he had just been unlucky to encounter a major reform in the Immortal Realm.
So he threw away those useless immortal crystals and specifically brought countless gold coins from Heaven and Earth Sect.
But who would have thought that in such a vast world, the unified currency would change so easily, and now it had changed again.
"Damn it, such a huge world, yet they keep changing the rules on a whim. This is killing me!"
"Don't let me find out which bastard issued such an order, or I'll kill you!"
Yi Feng clenched his fists tightly, cursing viciously.
Fortunately.
Yi Feng finally managed to find a few remaining immortal crystals in the gaps of his spatial ring, barely enough to cover half a month's rent.
The boss, upon receiving the rent, finally relaxed his expression and said, "If you really have no immortal crystals left, and if your strength is decent, you can go to the mountains to hunt some monsters. Selling their materials can earn you some money."
"Thank you!"
Yi Feng clasped his hands in thanks, finally managing to secure his stay.
In a distant upper three continents.
A short, black-robed figure was holding a woman's hand, gazing at the distant sea of flowers.
The breeze blew.
In the romance, there was a strong stench of love.
"Loulan, I want to take you to my family's home to see, are you willing?"
At this moment, the woman turned her head and looked at the black-robed figure beside her.
"Bao."
"How could I not be willing?"
The black-robed figure spoke in a gentle voice.
The woman, hearing this, was filled with tenderness and gently leaned against the black-robed figure's chest.
"Then, let's go back soon, okay..."
The woman whispered.
The black-robed figure was just about to agree when his body suddenly shuddered, and he broke free from the woman, running away.
As he ran, he looked back and shouted, "Bao, let's put off going to your home for a while. I need to go hide for a while..."
At the same moment the black-robed figure disappeared, several other shadows also quickly followed...
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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'!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
