"Five types of divine-grade spirit veins!"
Ye Tian's expression turned incredulous.
He stared at An Yi, who was smiling cheerfully, his expression growing serious.
Just who in the world was this guy!
Back then, he had been able to slay gods and Buddhas with just the Nine Yang Spirit Vein.
What if someone possessed five spirit veins at once?
Zi Yun's eyes shimmered with a peculiar light as she gazed at An Yi, her red lips curling into a charming arc. "Ha, as expected of you."
"Alright, you've all seen it. The stone tablet malfunctioned. You can disperse after the test."
An Yi said casually after finishing his test of the stone tablet.
As if it had all been nothing more than an illusion show.
The trainees on the training ground all wore disdainful expressions.
"You scared me for a second. I actually thought this guy was some kind of monstrous genius."
"I know this guy. He's Dean Tao's own nephew."
"How do you know that?"
"This guy's catchphrase is 'The dean is my uncle.'"
"..."
A look of contempt spread across the trainees' faces as they left one by one.
Just some useless loser who got his position as an instructor thanks to his uncle the dean.
For innocent, pure-minded trainees, there was nothing they despised more than people who used connections.
It was dirty!
"Are we done here?" An Yi looked at Zi Yun and asked with a yawn.
Zi Yun shot him an exasperated glance. "Yeah, I guess we're done."
"Everyone keep up the hard work. Next class, I'll personally check on your training progress."
Sticking his hands in his pockets, An Yi turned back to reveal a full set of gleaming white teeth as he looked at the crowd.
The trainees from the special recruitment class all felt a chill run down their necks.
This guy had no idea how to teach!
Without a doubt, they were in for another brutal beatdown!
"Looks like I need to step up my training these next few days."
Zhang Qi looked at his fractured arm, his expression helpless.
He had no desire to be used as An Yi's punching bag again.
He at least had to be able to land two moves in return!
"Do you guys know if Instructor An Yi is married?" Xu Qianqian grinned, asking with a smile.
The others all looked at Xu Qianqian in shock.
"Hey, it's strictly forbidden for students and instructors to date. That's an explicit rule."
Qiansui's icy face froze for a moment before she stammered out.
A smile crept across Xu Qianqian's lips. "That's what makes it interesting! Exciting!"
Qiansui: "..."
This girl was young, but she had quite the ideas.
But in this academy, breaking that rule would get you expelled immediately.
"Why can't instructors and students date?"
"Exactly! Why not? Love is sacred, pure, and free!"
"I support Qianqian! If you like someone, you should go for it! Doesn't matter if they're an instructor or anyone else!"
Several male trainees from the special recruitment class voiced their indignation at the academy's ridiculous rule, secretly sneaking glances at Zi Yun's elegant, stunning figure with wolfish eyes.
Faced with a beautiful teacher like that, the special recruitment class trainees couldn't help themselves.
Screw the academy rules!
"A bunch of brainless idiots driven by lust!"
Qiansui shot a cold glance at the boys.
Just as they were about to leave, a large crowd surged into the training ground.
The other trainees instinctively cleared a path, their eyes showing a hint of caution.
The trainees in the crowd all wore white badges on their shoulders.
Anyone who had spent a few years at East Mystic Academy knew that this was the insignia of the East Mystic Society.
Instructors couldn't possibly oversee everything, so the East Mystic Society, organized by the trainees themselves, wielded astonishing authority, covering nearly every aspect of the academy.
"Tch, these bastards again. Looks like they haven't been beaten enough!"
Yan Kui snorted, his expression full of contempt.
Houzi, standing beside him, was gritting his teeth in hatred.
Those East Mystic Society guys were always throwing their weight around, and freshmen were their favorite targets.
"Oh, everyone's working hard. Not bad, not bad."
A young man in a student uniform looked at the crowd of fresh-faced newcomers, a smile curling on his lips.
East Mystic Academy had a five-year program.
Those who managed to get into the East Mystic Society were usually seniors in their fourth or fifth year.
They were in their prime of arrogance.
Seeing these young, inexperienced freshmen, they couldn't resist the urge to mess with them.
After all that effort to reach this position, they had to flaunt their authority!
Qiansui frowned and was about to leave when several figures blocked her path.
"A good dog doesn't get in the way!"
Qiansui's tone was icy as she stared coldly at the East Mystic Society trainees in front of her.
"Oh, Qiansui, forgotten me already?"
A young man with red hair slowly stepped out from the crowd.
"Wan Feng from the East Mystic Society!"
"Damn, it's Senior Wan Feng!"
"Wasn't he on an expedition to the Ghost Cave? What's he doing here!"
The trainees on the training ground were slightly stunned.
Their gazes at Wan Feng were a mix of fear and admiration.
Wan Feng was a top-five trainee in the East Mystic Academy branch! Rumors said that even the main East Mystic Academy had taken notice of his talent and wanted to recruit him.
Qiansui's expression remained calm as she said lightly, "It's not like we're familiar enough to greet each other."
The Qian family and the Wan family had once been of the same bloodline a hundred years ago.
Later, due to conflicting interests, they became mortal enemies, irreconcilable foes.
"Qiansui, the top junior of the Qian family! Haha, how about a sparring match?"
Wan Feng grinned, revealing a smile as he asked.
"Boring!"
Qiansui shot Wan Feng a cold glance and prepared to leave.
Wan Feng's eyes turned cruel as he licked the corner of his lips. "Where do you think you're going? Today, you'll fight whether you want to or not!"
Just thinking about pounding this cold, aloof girl into the ground made Wan Feng's blood boil.
Kicking someone when they're down!
Just because the Qian family had fallen didn't mean the Wan family would let them off, even here at the academy!
The senior trainees formed a wall, surrounding Qiansui and cutting off her escape.
"A bunch of bastards! What do you think you're doing!"
Qiansui's eyes were fierce as she stared at these people cracking their knuckles. Raising her arm in anger, she gathered ice spiritual power, forming icicles that shot toward the crowd.
In an instant, flames surged around them, blocking Qiansui's attack.
The icicles evaporated under the scorching heat.
The special recruitment class trainees noticed something was wrong and rushed forward.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Zhang Qi stared at the crowd with his azure eyes, asking coldly.
"Qiansui has been disrespectful to her seniors, repeatedly provoking them, verbally abusing them, and now attacking her senior. The situation is severe!"
Wan Feng grinned, licking the corner of his lips with excitement. "Now, prepare to face the judgment of the East Mystic Society!"
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
