Subsequently, under Ao Qing's gaze, a white, crunchy skull slowly walked out with a clatter.
"Hiss!"
Seeing this skull, Ao Qing sucked in a breath of cold air.
Although he couldn't see the cultivation level of the skull, the sense of crisis it brought was extremely strong. Moreover, this skull had no trace of life, clearly just a dead object.
How could a dead object move? And why did it have such powerful deterrence?
The dog couldn't figure it out.
With a flash, he darted to Yi Feng's feet.
"What on earth is going on?"
Yi Feng glared at Ao Qing impatiently, his eyes glancing back.
"Damn."
Seeing the skull, Yi Feng was so frightened he cried out, but soon calmed down. He rushed over to the skull in irritation and gave it a thrashing.
"It's you again, you idiot, scaring me to death."
Yi Feng cursed as he kicked the skull around. Just the sight of it made him extremely annoyed. At the same time, he silently scolded the System fiercely in his heart.
Because this was the most annoying thing for him all along!
He said, you useless System, you can't teach him how to make money or cultivate... Okay, admitted.
But damn it, your rewards are so shabby too. This really made Yi Feng intolerant.
Indeed, this skull was given to Yi Feng when he first merged with the System. But damn it, it was completely useless, only getting in the way.
It did nothing all day, wandering around like a ghost.
Later, Yi Feng locked it in the utility room, and even forgot about it. Who knew it ran out again by itself.
"Ah...ah..."
Kicked over by Yi Feng, the skull clattered as its jaws opened and closed. It slowly crawled up again.
"Damn it!"
Seeing this thing, Yi Feng lost his temper. He punched the skull over.
"Crack!"
With a series of clinks and clanks, the skull fell off and rolled under the corner of the wall. The rest of the skeleton groped around on the ground before finding its head and clumsily putting it back on.
"You idiot, you put it on backwards," Yi Feng yelled.
"Ah...ah..."
The skull continued clattering. Its hands rotated its head for a long time before finally straightening it.
"Great, no peace anymore."
Yi Feng was filled with depression. He directly grabbed a nearby black robe and threw it over the skull's head, shouting, "Put this on yourself, stop scaring people everywhere."
"Ah...ah..."
The skull clattered as it clumsily put on the black robe. Due to its small stature, its whole body was wrapped up inside.
Then, a black-robed figure swayed around the yard. No one knew what it was up to with all that hopping around.
Ao Qing, on the side, watched with eyes wide open, on the verge of popping out.
Especially seeing Yi Feng thrash the skull without it reacting at all, he was even more shocked beyond composure.
Tsk tsk! As expected of Master, so terrifying!
"Ah!"
Yi Feng stretched lazily, feeling rather bored. He got up and said, "It's such nice weather, you guys stay in the yard. I'll go sit in the sun at the door."
Speaking, Yi Feng moved a chair to the steps outside the martial arts school's entrance.
Lazily watching the passing crowds, listening to the bustling cries of peddlers, he felt a unique sense of comfort.
Among the crisscrossing buildings, a shadow flashed by, then stood tall on a rooftop. His eyes glinted coldly as he looked at the small martial arts school not far away.
He wore fluttering clothes, an abacus hanging behind him.
It was Li Moce.
"The Heavenly Yin grand formation, eight directions, sixteen meridian gates all set up and ready, just waiting for the right time, then the time, location, and people will be in harmony!"
His voice fell.
He looked up at the sky.
Those gloomy eyes slowly closed.
The wind rose and clouds swirled in the sky, enveloping it in a chilling aura. When the wind sounded, Li Moce's eyes abruptly opened.
"The hour has come."
"Rise!"
As his voice dropped, a shapeless mist emerged in the sky toward the martial arts school, then shrouded the entire place.
Mystical aura lingered in the air, the martial arts school deathly silent.
"Hmph, the grand formation is activated. Unless you are immortal, you are in my hands."
Li Moce sneered coldly.
But he also knew this special moment only lasted an instant. Not daring to delay at all, his robes fluttered as the abacus behind him shot toward the sky.
"Swish swish swish..."
A piercing sound erupted as countless abacus beads fell off, shooting upward, then vanishing into chaos.
"Converge!"
As he formed a series of complex hand seals, the disappeared beads converged together, then turned into a thousand-foot transparent longsword, plunging vertically toward the martial arts school, aiming straight between Yi Feng's brows as he lay on the lounge chair.
"Shing!"
In a flash, strong winds howled throughout Pingjiang City.
"Although this is merely my full strength as a Martial Master, without cultivation, even if you are a Martial Emperor, under this sword you can only become a dead dog!"
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
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
is also known as: "Sword Flying Under the Desk: My School Life" "Balancing Cultivation and STEM Homework" "The System That Taught Me to Take College Entrance Exams While Surviving Heavenly Tribulations" Good news: I got reincarnated. Even better news: I got reincarnated with a system. So, should I chase wealth? Or pursue immortality? Maybe become a superhero for the motherland? But with regrets weighing on this second life, I’d rather fix what I missed before. System: "Host, the cultivation world is full of dangers. You must form your Golden Core immediately!" Lin Mo glanced at the truck he’d just stopped with one hand. "At my level, it’s not like I’ll piss off ‘Little Boy’ or ‘Fat Man,’ right? Whatever—I still have two math problems left. Go play by yourself." System: "How can you still focus on homework at a time like this?! Host! Don’t throw your life away!" Lin Mo stayed silent, burying himself deeper into his workbook.
