"Indeed, it must be the 25th level of True Immortal!" Huang Zhen responded, "After all, even we can't traverse millions of miles in an instant!"
"The 25th level of True Immortal!"
"What a great help!"
Chen Xian exclaimed with admiration, "Such good news should be reported to Elder Zhen and the others immediately!"
As he spoke, Huang Zhen began to contact Elder Zhen and the others using a specific method.
After all, the jade slip was completely useless in that place.
"What?"
"Such a thing exists?"
In the Great Desolate Land, Elder Zhen and the others, upon receiving the news, were filled with joy.
"You two don't need to rush back now. Head to the Tianlan Mountains immediately and pay him a visit. If we can get him to help, it will greatly ease our burden!"
Elder Zhen immediately gave the two of them their orders.
At the same time, he shared the good news with everyone else.
After all, everyone here was constantly on edge, and any piece of good news could significantly relieve their psychological pressure.
Upon receiving the message, the two of them didn't waste any time and headed straight for the Tianlan Mountains.
However, by this time, Yi Feng had already left the Tianlan Mountains.
He was riding aimlessly toward other places, continuing his search for his last disciple.
So, when Chen Xian and Huang Zhen arrived, all they found was a dilapidated thatched hut and a manure pit.
"Has he left?"
Chen Xian covered his nose, furrowed his brow, and instinctively glanced at the manure pit. "It's a bit smelly," he added.
"It is indeed a little smelly, but why do I feel strangely refreshed instead?" Huang Zhen couldn't help but say, and as he spoke, he couldn't resist walking toward the manure pit.
"What are you doing?" Chen Xian asked, puzzled.
"I just want to take a look at the manure pit," Huang Zhen replied. "Don't you feel it too? It's smelly, but there's definitely a sense of refreshment, as if my strength has improved."
"Although it does feel somewhat pleasant, you don't really think there's some kind of opportunity in the manure pit, do you?" Chen Xian couldn't help but roll his eyes at Huang Zhen. "The reason we feel this way is probably because we've been in the Great Desolate Land for so long. Suddenly coming to this unpolluted outside world naturally makes us feel refreshed."
"Ah, that makes sense!"
Huang Zhen awkwardly agreed and then stepped back to his original spot. "So, what do we do next?" he asked.
"Perhaps he's just gone out for a short while. Let's sit here and wait for him," Chen Xian said after a moment of thought.
"Alright. Elder Zhen did say that we should try to make contact with him no matter what. Even if he doesn't agree to help right away, getting to know him would still be beneficial," Huang Zhen nodded.
With that, the two of them sat down on the spot, closed their eyes, and entered a state of deep concentration, waiting for Yi Feng to return.
**The Martial World**
As one of the Eight Realms, the Martial World's cultivators were undoubtedly the strongest in individual combat.
Having inherited the legacy of the ancient Creation Supreme, the Martial World was different from other places. Here, martial arts were revered, and people sought to achieve enlightenment through martial prowess.
Thus, the customs and culture here were vastly different from other realms, with straightforward and direct ways of doing things.
At this moment, Yi Feng, accompanied by his horse, had arrived in the Martial World.
"Ah, what a headache!"
Walking down the street, Yi Feng touched his money pouch, his face filled with worry.
The journey to find his disciple was proving to be quite expensive.
Unlike back in Pingjiang City, where he could earn money by writing books, now he was only spending, not earning.
As a result, he was now completely broke, with barely enough money left for a few meals.
"Ah, whatever. Let's grab a bite to eat first!"
Yi Feng glanced at a nearby tavern.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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…
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.”
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
