Instructor Jing gave her a helpless look. Everyone else treated the Profound Turtle like a treasure, yet only Hong Yuan could look at it with such a face of disgust.
As the White Tiger of the Origin Return Group, he naturally knew Hong Yuan's background.
The bloodline of the Black Tortoise flowed in her veins.
The Black Tortoise was originally a mix of turtle and snake. For demonic beasts of the turtle genus, the aura emitted by the Black Tortoise bloodline held a fatal attraction.
When a creature like the Profound Turtle, which had high intelligence but no self-defense capabilities, met Hong Yuan, it was like a prime minister in distress meeting a nation-protecting general with absolute martial prowess. Naturally, it would cling to her thigh for dear life.
"Maybe it thinks your head is empty and you urgently need its help. This turtle was given to me by a friend surnamed Bei, and it usually isn't even close to me."
Instructor Jing spouted nonsense with a straight face.
The barrage of comments on the retina became lively again.
[You make up for what you lack. Sister Hong Yuan's situation is called attribute complementarity.]
[A person with nothing but muscles in her head equipped with an external brain. Lord White Tiger is very thoughtful.]
[Suddenly thought of this: White Tiger plus Big Dipper plus South Dipper, does that count as some kind of Hakimi North-South Green Dipper?]
[I am begging you.]
Hong Yuan's face turned green. She could tell that this detestable instructor had been provoking her all along.
Seeing that the turtle was indeed not a threat and was a rare item, she bent down and picked it up.
The Profound Turtle skillfully retracted its limbs and stayed securely in her arms.
"Fine, I will take it along. At least I won't have to worry about exams in the future." Seeing it so obedient, Hong Yuan was satisfied.
This scene thoroughly stimulated Yin Chen, who was not far away. Even his eyes were a little red.
Hong Yuan relied on luck to pick up a super brain for free, and Chen Guan came with his own tier-five transportation tool.
As a genius of dual ice and wind elements, he couldn't walk out of this door empty-handed.
Yin Chen turned around and directly faced the Frostbone Wolf.
The opponent's tier-eight coercion was released without reservation.
The Frostbone Wolf stood up straight, the bone spikes on its back standing on end. Its silver-gray eyes held no emotion, only a polar-like severe cold and the disdain of an apex predator.
The temperature in the air dropped to minus forty degrees.
Yin Chen did not retreat.
He loosened his collar, took off his expensive coat and threw it on the ground, his hand tightly gripping the magic wand inlaid with a high-purity ice crystal.
He mobilized the magic power in his body, and pale blue wind and snow swirled around him.
The Frostbone Wolf let out a low growl, and a visible white cold current pierced through the railings, rushing straight at Yin Chen's face.
"Wind Wall!" Yin Chen shouted in a low voice.
Ice and wind intertwined into a cyclone shield blocking in front of him. The cold current crashed into the wind wall, letting out a harsh friction sound.
The color instantly drained from Yin Chen's face, making him as pale as paper.
There was an insurmountable chasm between tier eight and tier five. Even though the Frostbone Wolf was locked in a cage and hadn't even used its full strength, this casual breath still made Yin Chen's internal organs churn.
Chen Guan stood ten meters away, watching Yin Chen's crumbling figure in the wind and snow.
The cold air penetrated the wind wall, and Yin Chen's eyebrows and hair were covered with frost.
His fingers gripping the magic wand were frozen purple, his knuckles cracking from excessive force. A trace of metallic sweetness surged up his throat, but Yin Chen forcefully swallowed it down.
However, the ice elements he emitted did not stop.
He no longer tried to use the wind wall to resist the cold current. Instead, he adjusted the light of the ice crystal at the front of his wand to the extreme, beginning to assimilate the extreme cold aura breathed out by the Frostbone Wolf.
Both being of the ice attribute, this was not just a confrontation of strength, but a clash of wills.
Time was stretched out in this cramped underground space.
Hong Yuan nervously hugged the Profound Turtle, not even daring to breathe loudly. She was ready to drop the turtle at any moment and rush up to drag Yin Chen back.
A hint of appreciation appeared in the Frostbone Wolf's original disdain. It looked at the tiny, fragile human in front of it who could shatter into ice dregs at any moment.
This human's magic power was pitifully small, but that unyielding spiritual resilience rarely matched the innate arrogance in the bones of the Frostbone Wolf clan.
One minute passed.
Yin Chen's legs had already started to tremble.
The coating on the surface of the magic wand was frozen and cracked.
Three minutes passed.
The Frostbone Wolf suddenly closed its mouth, and the sky-filling cold current abruptly stopped.
It lay back down on the alloy floor, its tail slapping the ground once, letting out a muffled thud.
The bone spikes on its back slowly subsided, and the killing intent in its eyes also dissipated.
Yin Chen's knees went soft, and he only kept himself from falling by propping against the ground with his magic wand.
He panted heavily. The air sucked into his lungs was as cold as a knife, but he forcefully squeezed out an ugly smile.
He won, or rather, he had risked his life to win the most basic respect of this tier-eight fierce beast.
Instructor Jing had been standing aside with his arms crossed, watching the show. Only at this moment did he clap his hands in satisfaction.
The clapping sound was exceptionally crisp in the empty air-raid shelter.
"Beautiful." Instructor Jing walked towards the control console, not stingy with his praise. "Little young master, you are more durable than I imagined. This wolf has a terrible temper. Since it withdrew its coercion, it means it agrees to go with you."
He pulled down a red lever on the control console.
A series of dull mechanical gear meshing sounds rang out in the basement.
The electrified alloy door in front of the Frostbone Wolf slowly rose, and the electrified coils automatically went out.
The cage opened, and the Frostbone Wolf, having regained its freedom, slowly paced out.
It walked up to Yin Chen, looking down condescendingly at this human mage who only reached its chest.
Yin Chen raised his head, his eyes meeting its gaze without flinching.
The Frostbone Wolf snorted out a puff of non-lethal white mist from its nasal cavity, spraying it all over Yin Chen's face.
Then, silver light flashed all over its body, and its massive frame began to shrink rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the tier-eight giant beast transformed into a half-human-tall, sleek-furred silver-gray Siberian Husky.
Yin Chen looked at the creature in front of him with its tongue sticking out and its temperament completely changed, the muscles at the corner of his eyes uncontrollably twitching like crazy.
Where was his wolf? Where was his huge wolf?
Yin Chen looked at the husky in front of him, finding it hard to believe how there could be such a contrast.
Instructor Jing watched the scene before him without surprise; this wolf was originally prepared by him for Yin Chen.
He had already given these fierce beasts a heads-up: either continue staying in this pitch-black basement waiting for the day he had a fallen summoned beast, or leave with the people he brought today.
Obviously, this noble wolf chose the latter. Yin Chen's talent indeed matched the Frostbone Wolf very well, otherwise Instructor Jing wouldn't have chosen it.
"Alright, this wolf is quite in tune with human nature."
Instructor Jing commented. If the Frostbone Wolf really swaggered through the streets in its original form, it would inevitably attract attention.
But now that it had turned into a husky, there wouldn't be such troubles.
It was the same on Hong Yuan's side. The Profound Turtle was hard to recognize; if one didn't look at the golden patterns on its back, it was no different from an ordinary turtle.
Moreover, given Hong Yuan's personality, by the time she discovered the true magical use of the Profound Turtle, probably no one would be able to control her anymore.
Overall, these kids were very safe.
Plan successful
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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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.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
