Even though he didn't quite believe it, Su Bai still unconsciously stepped forward.
Yi Feng activated his system, consumed one luck point, and pointed directly at Su Bai.
In the next moment.
Su Bai widened his eyes in disbelief.
The bones in his body crackled incessantly.
His blood circulation accelerated a hundredfold.
He couldn't stop letting out noisy farts, clinking and clanking.
In just a few breaths, he felt as light as a feather, as if he could take off into the air at any moment.
"Th-th-this... this..."
Feeling the changes in his body, Su Bai's mind went completely blank.
Yi Feng, however, thought he hadn't imparted enough to Su Bai.
After all, he'd only spent one luck point, granting just a tiny bit of cultivation.
"Then let's give a few more tiny bits,"
It's only a few luck points anyway.
Thinking this, Yi Feng consumed three more luck points.
He transmitted them to Su Bai again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Su Bai's hair flew wildly, his skin glowed with golden light, and he felt his entire bloodstream surging.
He muttered incredulously, "I... am I a real immortal now?"
Feeling the transformation within him, Su Bai was overwhelmed with excitement, unable to find words to express it.
"What real immortal..."
Yi Feng chuckled, amused, "It's just a few tiny bits of cultivation."
At this, Su Bai finally came to his senses.
He immediately knelt down, repeatedly kowtowing to Yi Feng, "Thank you, great master! Thank you for the rebirth!"
Only then did he realize.
This esteemed master of his was an incredibly powerful expert, hiding his true strength!
"Su Bai, what are you doing?"
Yi Feng quickly helped Su Bai to his feet, "It's only a tiny bit of cultivation; no need for such grand gestures."
A tiny bit?
I feel like I've become an immortal!
Su Bai's mind was in turmoil.
Seeing Yi Feng's calm expression, completely unpretentious,
"Could it be that in the master's eyes, the vast cultivation he just granted me is really just a tiny bit?"
Su Bai murmured to himself, his emotions still difficult to calm.
He looked at Yi Feng with completely changed eyes.
Admiration!
Utter admiration!
"This is what it means to hide your strength, to possess the demeanor of a great expert, to return to simplicity..."
"No wonder Master Yi doesn't care about the mockery and rumors outside; after all, a tiger wouldn't bother responding to the yapping of ants."
"It's also no wonder that our sect master has fallen for Master Yi; for someone as coldly aloof as her to openly embrace Master Yi in public..."
"She must have known Master Yi's true strength long ago, already entrusting both her heart and her body to him."
"Today, I, Su Bai, finally understand!"
Yi Feng, however, felt utterly bewildered.
Why is this junior attendant so sentimental?
It's just a tiny bit of cultivation; is it really necessary?
He had no time to listen to Su Bai's endless gratitude, so he impatiently waved his hand.
"I say, Su Bai, can you get that old crow for me or not? I'm really craving its meat right now."
"Absolutely!"
Su Bai promptly stood up,
Patting his chest, he said, "Don't worry about it; even if you wanted a dragon's liver or phoenix marrow, I'd climb to the nine heavens or descend into the underworld to bring it to you!"
Yi Feng laughed.
Why did this junior attendant suddenly become so eloquent?
He didn't think much of it and quickly urged, "Go, go, go. I don't want a dragon's liver or phoenix marrow; I just want that old crow."
"Understood!"
Su Bai bowed, then backed out of the room.
Once outside,
He released his aura, his sharp eyes locking onto the direction of the Seven-Colored Crow's nest.
"Seven-Colored Crow, though you are the guardian spirit bird of our sect, my master wants to eat you; I, as a junior, must offend you!"
As soon as the words left his mouth,
Su Bai tore through space and disappeared.
...
Not long after,
From within the Seven-Colored Crow's nest, intense energy explosions erupted.
Following that,
Golden light spilled out in all directions.
The Seven-Colored Crow's shrill cries, coupled with the trembling ground, reached almost every disciple of the sect.
Even some elders flew out of their dens to investigate what was happening.
But,
When they saw the disturbance was at the Seven-Colored Crow's nest, no one dared to approach.
Because the Seven-Colored Crow was extremely domineering.
Apart from the sect master and the grand elder, no one else was allowed to get close.
A while ago, two outer sect disciples accidentally intruded into the Seven-Colored Crow's territory and were immediately eaten.
So,
At this time, naturally, no one dared to step forward, fearing to be caught in the crossfire.
Fortunately, this intense tremor didn't last long.
Soon, it calmed down.
Even the cries of the Seven-Colored Crow ceased abruptly.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Some speculated,
"A super expert probably tried to ambush our sect, but the Seven-Colored Crow discovered it and drove away the enemy in time."
Others said,
"The Seven-Colored Crow must have just gone hunting in the back mountains. This time, it caught a particularly ferocious prey, that's why such a big commotion occurred."
After all, the Hundred Refinements Sect was backed by the 'Earth Dragon Mountain Range', where countless beasts roamed.
Even some monstrous beasts that had cultivated to the level of real immortals resided there.
As a sacred beast sitting at the top of the food chain, the Seven-Colored Crow often hunted these monstrous beasts to change its taste.
Perhaps today, the Seven-Colored Crow was "treating itself to a feast."
While all sorts of speculations were flying around,
At this moment, Yi Feng was in his kitchen, gathering firewood and making a fire.
He had set up a large pot, filled with all the necessary ingredients like green onions, ginger, and garlic.
He was obviously preparing the soup base, just waiting for Su Bai to catch the old crow and throw it into the pot for cooking.
Yi Feng didn't have to wait long.
Almost as soon as the water started boiling, Su Bai walked in.
He was clean and tidy, his expression calm,
Not showing the slightest trace of dust.
But his hand was clutching the neck of a black crow.
The crow's mouth was wide open, its tongue sticking out, and its black feathers were plucked in places, clearly dead beyond doubt.
If not for the golden light shimmering around it, one wouldn't have recognized it as the mighty Seven-Colored Crow that had just reigned in power.
Seeing Yi Feng sitting on a small stool in front of the stove, constantly adding firewood to the fire,
Su Bai immediately dispelled the aura of his dao harmony and respectfully greeted Yi Feng.
"Master, I've brought you this divine... this crow."
He almost said "divine bird" but quickly corrected himself.
In front of a master whose strength was unfathomable, how could this Seven-Colored Crow dare to be called a divine bird?
"Good!"
Hearing this, Yi Feng clapped his hands with joy; finally, he could eat some meat!
But in the next moment, he frowned, "This old crow is pretty small, huh?"
He picked it up carelessly and weighed it in his hand.
Just over a pound.
Such a small amount of meat wouldn't even satisfy his appetite.
Su Bai quickly answered respectfully, "Master, you can use it as an appetizer. Tomorrow, I'll go to the back mountains and catch more game, ensuring you have meat every day!"
No matter how powerful a beast is, after death, it will revert to its original form.
The Seven-Colored Crow, no matter how strong, is ultimately just a crow. How much meat can it have?
But as long as the master wants to eat, even if I have to catch all the monstrous beasts in the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, so what?
"Young man, you know how to please!"
Yi Feng gave Su Bai an appreciative look.
While plucking the feathers off the Seven-Colored Crow, he considered if he should reward Su Bai with a tiny bit more cultivation.
Being praised by Yi Feng made Su Bai feel incredibly gratified.
He almost wished he could rush into the mountains immediately and catch more monstrous beasts for Yi Feng!
...
From then on,
Yi Feng's days became even more comfortable.
Under Su Bai's service, he had meat every meal.
And it was served in various ways.
Today it was fish, tomorrow it was deer, the next day it was poultry, the day after tomorrow it was amphibian...
Each meal, Yi Feng would give his evaluation.
"Today's isn't as good as yesterday's."
"This meat is a bit tough."
"Hey! Today's texture is pretty good, but it still doesn't taste as good as that old crow!"
"..."
Gradually,
Junior attendant Su Bai found a pattern.
The longer the beast's cultivation age, the higher Yi Feng's evaluation.
Based on this rule,
Su Bai launched a targeted capture operation.
And then...
The monstrous beasts in the Earth Dragon Mountain Range
Were in for a rough time.
At first,
Su Bai was content with monstrous beasts just breaking into the real immortal level.
But slowly,
As Yi Feng's taste increased,
Su Bai's standard had risen to the real immortal level five.
The old beasts hiding in the innermost parts of the mountain range were dragged out one by one by Su Bai.
Turning into Yi Feng's daily delicacies.
In a short span of time,
The news that a super real immortal was entering the Earth Dragon Mountain Range, specifically to hunt down the old beasts, spread like wildfire among the beasts.
Those once powerful and domineering old monsters who could make the entire Dragon Valley tremble with just a stomp.
One by one, they now cower in their lairs, trembling.
Living in constant fear, day after day.
For they never know, on any given tomorrow, whether that great immortal might appear at their very doorstep...

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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.”

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.