Sect Master Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle Shi, these are the harvests junior brother and I obtained in the secret realm. Please accept them, Martial Uncles, consider it as us two disciples doing our part for the sect.
At this moment, Xiao Ruobai took a step forward, pointing at the rings and treasures on the stone table, and spoke to Xuanyangzi in a frank tone.
Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed across Xuanyangzi's face, which then turned into deep gratification and appreciation.
However, he did not reach out to take them. Instead, he looked solemnly at Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu, his tone gentle yet firm.
Ruobai, Hanyu, I am very happy that you have this intention! But these things are the fortuitous encounters you two obtained by risking your lives and going through hardships. They are your own good fortune.
How can the sect take its disciples' things for free? Keep them well and use them for your own cultivation to improve your strength as soon as possible. That is the greatest contribution to the sect.
Saying that, he took out a few exquisite jade bottles from his own spatial treasure and handed them to Xiao Ruobai with a kind smile on his face.
My actual intention for coming this time was thinking that since you just returned from the secret realm, you might need to stabilize your cultivation realms and heal any hidden injuries.
Here are some Mind Condensing Pills and Endless Fortune Pills, which will be of great benefit to your current realms. Take them, consider it a token of goodwill from me and your Martial Uncle Shi.
Right! Old Xuan is right! You earned these things yourselves, so use them yourselves! Do not be polite with your martial uncles! If you need any pills or artifact refining materials, just ask. Your martial uncle still has some in stock!
Shi Wanshan, who was standing to the side, nodded in agreement.
A warm current surged in Xiao Ruobai's heart. He took the pills handed over by Xuanyangzi with both hands, bowed respectfully, and spoke with sincere gratitude.
Thank you, Sect Master Martial Uncle, thank you, Martial Uncle Shi, for your profound love! This disciple is endlessly grateful!
It is just that we have already carefully sorted through these resources and kept what is most useful for our cultivation. If the rest can be used by the sect, then they will be put to their best use. I earnestly request Martial Uncle to accept them, otherwise, this disciple will feel uneasy.
Good! Good children! Neither arrogant nor impatient, with the sect in your hearts!
Xuanyangzi no longer declined. He patted Xiao Ruobai's shoulder, a bright smile blooming on his face.
Since that is the case, I will accept them on behalf of the sect! They will all be converted into sect contribution points and recorded under your names. The sect will never forget this merit!
Shi Wanshan also laughed heartily, his voice like a loud bell, making the purple bamboo leaves nearby rustle. Good boy! You have a bright future! I... ahem, your martial uncle did not judge you wrong!
He rubbed his palm-leaf-like large hands together excitedly, his burning gaze sweeping across the stone table, eventually landing on the most eye-catching spatial ring engraved with the Burning Heaven flame pattern.
His copper-bell-like eyes instantly shot out a brilliant light, as if trying to pierce through the ring to see the contents inside.
Good boy!
He was so excited that he heavily patted Xiao Ruobai's shoulder again. The force was so great that the ground beneath Xiao Ruobai's feet sank slightly.
These patterns, this aura... This is that old geezer Lie Tianxiong's personal ring, isn't it?! It actually fell into your hands?!
Xiao Ruobai grimaced from the pat. Rubbing his numb shoulder, a slightly embarrassed smile appeared on his face. Martial Uncle Shi has good eyes, it is indeed Lie Tianxiong's ring.
Hahaha! Beautifully done! This is too damn satisfying!
Shi Wanshan threw his head back and laughed aloud, sound waves rolling out. I searched him up and down, inside and out in the secret realm back then, but I could not find his spatial ring!
It really was snatched up by you two little guys first! Hahaha! Good! Very good!
Xiao Ruobai listened while rubbing his shoulder, his face gradually showing a surprised and somewhat mischievous smile. He took half a step closer and asked curiously in a low voice.
Martial Uncle Shi, listening to the meaning behind your words... did you also go to take care of Lie Tianxiong back then?
Hearing this, a trace of imperceptible embarrassment flashed across Shi Wanshan's rugged face, but he immediately stiffened his neck, looking perfectly justified and righteous.
So what? That day I... uh, Martial Nephew Xuanfeng and I were passing by. We saw Lie Tianxiong huddled in a cave with two experts guarding the entrance. We thought he was refining some great treasure!
Li Xuanfeng, who was standing behind Xuanyangzi and originally maintaining a gentle smile, instantly had his smile stiffen upon hearing Martial Uncle Shi suddenly sell him out.
His fair skin flushed red at a visible speed, and he coughed lightly in embarrassment.
At the time, he was merely worried about Martial Uncle Shi's safety. He happened to run into him on the way back, which was why he participated in such a deed for once. Not to mention, it actually felt pretty good.
When Shen Jinghong, Lin Mochen, and the others heard Martial Uncle Shi's words, they were taken aback at first, and then extremely bizarre expressions appeared on their faces.
So that day, when Martial Uncle Shi and Eldest Senior Brother sneaked out mysteriously and came back looking radiant, as if they had pulled off a big heist...
They actually went to ambush the Palace Master of the Burning Heaven Palace?!
Such a good thing... and they did not even call us along?! That is too uncool!
Shi Wanshan's voice unconsciously rose another octave, trying to cover up that trace of guilty conscience with his loud voice.
Who knew that when we went in to take a look, good heavens! That old geezer Lie Tianxiong was sporting a huge bump on his head, sighing and wondering how to reduce the swelling!
He gestured with his large hands. When I saw it, that single bump looked so lonely and was truly an eyesore. It was not very symmetrical... so out of the goodness of my heart, I conveniently gave him another one! I helped him make a pair! Perfect!
Xiao Ruobai burst out laughing, the image of Lie Tianxiong with two symmetrical bumps on his head, flustered and exasperated yet helpless, appearing in his mind.
Oh, so that is how it was! No wonder! I was wondering why when I saw Lie Tianxiong later, even though I had clearly only knocked one bump onto his head, it had turned into one on the left and one on the right, looking quite symmetrical...!
After saying that, Xiao Ruobai stepped forward, took out a white jade pill bottle from his robes, and smiled at Shi Wanshan. Martial Uncle Shi, when this disciple was sorting through the items, I found this. The Fierce Tiger Blazing Sun Pill. I heard its medicinal properties are extremely fierce and masculine, so I specially saved it for you.
Fierce Tiger Blazing Sun Pill?
Shi Wanshan was taken aback at first. He took the pill bottle, pulled out the stopper, and took a sniff.
A scorching and fierce medicinal power rushed straight into his nasal cavity. His old face instantly flushed red. He frantically shoved the stopper back in, his voice rising an octave, laced with panic.
Nonsense! What, what is this messy thing! Your martial uncle is an upright man, and my external martial arts are of the utmost yang and masculinity. Do I need to rely on this kind of thing? This is simply an insult to decency! Take it back quickly!
However, right after his loud scolding ended, Shi Wanshan's eager and hushed voice transmission rang out in Xiao Ruobai's mind.
Ouch, my good martial nephew! How could you take out such a good thing in broad daylight! Your martial uncle's lifelong reputation! Next time... next time you have this kind of treasure, just secretly slip it to your martial uncle! Absolutely do not make a fuss! Remember that!
Xiao Ruobai almost could not maintain the honest smile on his face. He blinked at Shi Wanshan.
Only then did Shi Wanshan seem to breathe a sigh of relief. He put on a stern face again and waved his hand. Take it away, take it away! Hurry up and put it away!
But that large hand, with the speed of lightning, swiftly stuffed the pill bottle deep into the sleeve of his robe with a swish.
Xuanyangzi saw this clearly from the side. The corners of his mouth twitched as he forced back a smile, drawing out his words to tease him: "Oh? Junior Brother Shi, since you have no use for it, why not hand it over to the sect treasury?"
Shi Wanshan immediately stiffened his neck and retorted: "Hand it over? Hand what over?! This is a token of respect from Ruobai to me! I... I am taking it to study its medicinal properties! Yes, to study its medicinal properties!"
His overly defensive demeanor, which only served to expose his true intentions, finally caused Li Xuanfeng and the others to lose control, letting out muffled snorts of laughter.
Even a faint trace of amusement flickered in the depths of Ling Xi's cold and aloof eyes.
Chapter Two will be updated around six o'clock!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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.”