"You should get some rest. I'll keep an eye on these brats."
An Yi noticed Zi Yun's pale complexion and couldn't help speaking up.
"I'm fine."
Zi Yun shook her head with a light smile, then bit her lower lip and said softly, "An Yi, could you not..."
An Yi asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Then Zi Yun sighed, "No... it's nothing."
"Because of these beasts, quite a few villagers have died. What we're doing counts as ridding the people of harm."
An Yi took out the bounty notice.
On it was marked the reward amount for this beast-extermination mission.
Every second-tier and third-tier beast would have varying bounty amounts.
But they were all small change, nothing An Yi would bat an eye at.
Watching the group of students charge enthusiastically into the forest, Zi Yun couldn't help saying, "Everyone must be careful, safety first."
"Don't worry, they're all at the Spirit Gathering stage. Nothing dangerous out here on the outskirts."
An Yi yawned.
This instructor gig was pretty boring.
It was basically babysitting!
"Hey, everyone, how about a little competition?"
Yan Kui asked with a grin.
By now, his face had recovered.
Sharp brows and bright eyes, a straight nose bridge... although he was still on the dark side, he had a rugged charm.
Combined with his angular features, he actually looked rather handsome now.
Liu Yu gripped his short blade and said slowly, "We'll meet at the camp in three hours. Whoever has the most spirit cores wins. How's that?"
"Hey, spirit cores come in different grades, so how do we decide the winner?"
A student asked with a chuckle.
Another girl joined in, "Haha, we'd better have a prize too!"
"Let's bet on spirit cores. Five tier-2 spirit cores equal one tier-3, and five tier-3 spirit cores equal one tier-4."
Qiansui said calmly, "Whoever wins gets all the cores."
"That works!"
Xu Qianqian said with a beaming smile.
Tier-3 spirit cores could fetch a decent amount of money.
"Interesting, count me in!"
Zhang Qi said as he pulled Ye Tian over: "Oh, and Little Tian too!"
Ye Tian shot him a look. "I'm not interested."
Zhang Qi said with a grin, "Great, everyone agreed! Then let's officially begin!"
"Hahaha, charge! First come, first served!"
The moment the words left his mouth—whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A group of students, moving at lightning speed, dashed into the dense forest.
"These guys..."
Zhang Qi chuckled.
But when he turned back, he realized Ye Tian had already taken off.
"Dammit! Didn't you say you weren't interested?!"
...
The outskirts of the Dragon Bone Mountain Range were relatively safe.
Tier-1 beasts were simply ignored by the special class students.
Killing them didn't count toward the assessment and wasn't worth the effort.
Besides, the town guards and villagers could handle tier-1 beasts on their own.
Their targets were the more dangerous tier-2 and tier-3 beasts.
Caw!
A piercing shriek!
In the sky, a bizarre bird beast with a horn on its head was pierced through by a long spear.
"Hey, got it!"
Houzi grabbed a vine, swung over quickly, and retrieved the bizarre bird that had fallen onto a tree.
"Tier-2 beast, horned eagle... this thing's meat is tasty. We're stewing it when we get back!"
Houzi grinned.
Then, a black shadow lunged from behind.
A black leopard-like beast pounced at him, jaws wide open.
Swish!
A sword drew a crisp arc of light, slicing through in one stroke!
The black leopard's neck was pierced.
"Watch your back!"
Zhang Qi called out as he slowly drew his longsword.
"Whoa, scared me to death! The boss is awesome!"
Houzi gasped in relief, shouting at the top of his lungs.
This Cloud Leopard was a tier-3 beast. A frontal fight wouldn't be a problem, but a sneak attack like that could've really done some damage.
Zhang Qi said calmly, "Dig out the spirit core. This one counts as mine."
"Haha, of course."
Houzi grinned with a simple smile.
Looking up at the sun in the sky, Zhang Qi calculated the time.
By now, he already had four tier-3 beast spirit cores.
If nothing unexpected happened, he should have the most.
"Hey, boss, I've got six tier-3 cores now. How many you got?"
Houzi played with his dagger and asked curiously.
Zhang Qi: "..."
This kid already has six?
Zhang Qi probed, "How are the others doing?"
Houzi waved a hand and said, "I'm way behind. Forget about the others—even Qi Sheng and Wang Yukai, those two, already have seven tier-3 cores each."
"Yan Kui shamelessly insisted on teaming up with Qiansui. The two of them hunted a pack of wolves together, all tier-3 cores. Combined, they probably have twenty or thirty."
"Liu Yu's a one-track mind. He went alone to hunt crocodiles! He probably has the most in terms of numbers—at least fifteen tier-3 cores."
"And Ye Tian, that guy, is the most crazy! He soloed a tier-4 Golden Fur Bear! If one tier-4 counts as five tier-3 cores... damn, he might actually be the one with the most!"
Houzi rambled on and on, then looked at Zhang Qi with an eager expression: "Big Brother Qi, how many do you have?"
Zhang Qi's face stiffened. He subtly pulled back the waist pouch that was clinking with cores and said calmly, "We've only just started. No need to rush!"
"Tsk, they've already gone beyond the outskirts," Houzi noted.
What?!
Zhang Qi's brows shot up. "These guys are cheating!"
With that, Zhang Qi dashed swiftly toward the depths of the Dragon Bone Mountain Range.
He had always considered himself the class monitor of the special class.
How could he let himself fall behind?
Unacceptable!
Deep in the dense forest, the thick canopy blocked out the sunlight.
A male lion, leading three lionesses, had surrounded Ye Tian in a pincer formation.
Their amber eyes glimmered with murderous intent!
Ye Tian's expression remained calm. He held the Coiling Dragon Halberd in a defensive stance.
A wisp of sapphire-blue flame coiled around the tip of the halberd.
Forest Lions—all four of them tier-4 beasts.
These weren't creatures that an ordinary Spirit Gathering stage cultivator could handle.
But Ye Tian showed no fear. His eyes remained terrifyingly calm.
"ROAR!"
The male lion struck first, its powerful forelimbs swiping at Ye Tian's face with ferocious aggression.
Rip!
Blood splattered!
The blue flame on the halberd transformed into a sharp blade of light, slashing across the male lion's throat.
The lion had no chance to resist—its throat was pierced straight through.
The moment Ye Tian made his move, the other three lionesses also attacked together.
Ye Tian raised his hand, and a pillar of fire appeared around the three lionesses, condensing into a ring.
"Rise!"
Ye Tian uttered slowly.
Suddenly, tongues of flame bound the three lionesses' bodies.
The sapphire-blue fire scorched their fur, giving off a foul stench.
Before the lionesses could even howl in desperation and break free, a streak of blue light came blasting in!
Rip!
A flash of halberd light!
The three lionesses collapsed into a pool of blood, right behind the male lion.
"Seven tier-4 spirit cores now!"
Ye Tian panted lightly, resting on his halberd.
That fight against the four lions—though it hadn't lasted long—had drained a surprising amount of his stamina and spiritual energy.
Deep in the jungle, the light was dim.
Ye Tian hesitated as he looked ahead. He felt like something was drawing him forward.
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.
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
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!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
