According to their original bet, one Tier-4 spirit core could be exchanged for five Tier-3 spirit cores.
Nine Tier-4 spirit cores meant forty-five Tier-3 spirit cores.
Without a doubt, Ye Tian had won decisively!
Liu Yu stood speechless for a long while before finally coming to his senses and said seriously, "You win."
Now that Ye Tian had won through pure skill, the other trainees naturally had no objections.
"Here, little one. This is your new master."
An Yi pinched the white flood dragon and handed it to Ye Tian.
"Master, master, master..."
Bai Jiao didn't know any other words and awkwardly repeated the word "master" over and over.
Ye Tian had no choice but to accept it.
At that very moment, An Yi glanced at the fate value above Ye Tian's head and was slightly surprised.
It had already reached 85!
That wasn't easy!
The other trainees stared at Bai Jiao with envious eyes.
This was a white flood dragon, after all!
Before its bloodline reconstruction, it was already at the peak of Tier 6, and after reconstruction, its ceiling reached Tier-9 demonic beasts.
Worth more than gold!
If any of them could get their hands on it and raise it carefully in their families, it would become their clan's sacred beast, capable of protecting the family for a thousand years.
Though they coveted it, they could only sigh in frustration.
Ye Tian reached out and stroked Bai Jiao's ice-cold body, saying calmly, "From now on, I'll call you Little Bai."
"Master, master..."
Bai Jiao replied again in its youthful voice, seeming quite delighted.
After the bloodline reconstruction, its body was in a newborn state.
It had to rely on strong protection to survive.
It had seen the strength Ye Tian displayed.
Though his current abilities weren't outstanding, his potential was immense. In a few years, he might very well become a formidable force.
"Let's go. It's getting dark. We need to head back to the outer area."
An Yi gazed toward the misty horizon and said slowly.
The Dragon Bone Mountain Range after nightfall was truly terrifying.
At the mercenary camp.
A bald mercenary peered through the dense forest at the departing trainees, his gaze sinister.
"Boss Tian, that white python turned into a white flood dragon!"
The scrawny mercenary said with greed written all over his face.
A white flood dragon!
That was far more valuable than a Tier-7 white python.
Originally, they had only planned to strike while the white python was weakened after its breakthrough to Tier 7, kill it, harvest the spirit core, skin, fangs, and other treasures, then return to the Mercenary Guild to claim glory.
Who would have thought the white python would undergo bloodline reconstruction and transform into a white flood dragon?
That changed things and made them much more interesting.
They dealt with demonic beasts year-round, so they naturally understood the value of a white flood dragon.
"Right now, the white flood dragon is with that kid carrying the big halberd."
Tian Mao licked the corner of his mouth and smiled viciously: "Brothers, you get my meaning?"
"What about the big demon, An Yi?"
The scrawny mercenary asked in doubt.
"Who said anything about alerting him? That kid is only at mid-stage Spirit Gathering. Any one of us could easily beat him." Tian Mao's lips curled into a bizarre smile.
The seven or eight mercenaries instantly understood his meaning.
Though their main business was hunting demonic beasts,
they occasionally dabbled in the side business of murder, arson, and robbery.
Killing someone without anyone knowing didn't seem like a difficult task at all.
...
At night, in the inn at the foot of the Dragon Bone Mountain Range.
The noise was overwhelming, turning the small inn into a buzzing hub of activity.
A group of students from the Eastern Mystic Academy's special training class were making a ruckus.
The nearby diners all looked over with smiles on their faces.
These students' efforts in eliminating demonic beasts had been remarkably effective.
In just one day, the demonic beasts in the outer area had already begun to retreat deep into the Dragon Bone Mountain Range.
This had put the nearby villagers at ease, and they were naturally grateful to the students.
The innkeeper was also generous, getting them a twenty percent discount.
"Drink up! Brothers, let's get Instructor An Yi drunk!"
Yan Kui raised his cup and shouted loudly.
"Drink!"
A group of male trainees threw their arms around each other's shoulders, shouting, clinking glasses, and playing drinking games.
The girls were comparatively more orderly, sitting at another table, watching these rowdy students and scolding them to quiet down, stop taking off their shirts, and get off the tables.
Hou Zi held two bottles of wine, standing on a table and pouring them down his throat.
The crowd below egged him on.
Liu Yu, seemingly still unsatisfied with this afternoon's result, forcibly dragged Ye Tian into a drinking contest.
An Yi downed a gulp of wine and smacked his lips, saying, "No good. This wine has no kick."
Zi Yun shot him a disapproving glance. "The academy doesn't allow students to drink. Keep it under control!"
"Fine then. Did you all hear that? Put down your drinks. I'll hand out some tea."
An Yi shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Come on, why tea? We were just getting into the mood!"
A group of students groaned in disappointment.
An Yi grinned, secretly pulling two cases of beer from his storage space and placing them on the table: "Drink this!"
Zhang Qi took out a glass bottle, marveling at the exquisite craftsmanship, and remarked, "Nice bottle. Must be good wine... ahem, good tea."
When it was poured out, revealing the golden liquid inside, everyone fell silent.
An Yi grinned. "Try it."
"Wow, it has a sweet, malty aroma!"
"What is this? Why have I never had this before!"
"Not bad, not bad. Tastes better than the wine back in the royal capital!"
In an instant, the taste of beer conquered the palates of these young drinkers.
Catching the scent of alcohol evaporating from the beer, Zi Yun helplessly rubbed her forehead. "Do whatever you want, just don't go overboard."
"Come, come, everyone, let's toast Instructor An Yi!"
Zhang Qi raised his glass and shouted.
A crowd swarmed around him, shouting and clinking glasses.
"Instructor Zi Yun, you should join too! This drink is really good. It's fine for girls like us."
Qiansui smiled, bringing over a full glass of beer.
An Yi had a decent tolerance for alcohol, but after being continuously plied by the others, he was starting to show signs of intoxication.
Xu Qianqian's eyes sparkled as she raised her hand. "Instructor An Yi is drunk. I'll take him to his room."
"I'm not drunk!"
An Yi belched as he spoke.
A little bit of beer like this, and they thought they could get him drunk? Dream on.
"Instructor An Yi, are you really An Yi?"
Zhang Qi asked quietly, curious.
All the trainees stared at An Yi expectantly.
Though they'd already guessed as much, they still wanted to hear him say it himself.
"Pfft, what's An Yi? That was just a fake name!"
An Yi grinned, his smile a bit silly due to the alcohol: "When you hear my name, it'll scare you silly. I am the Night..."
Everyone held their breath.
Even Ye Tian, who had been feeding Bai Jiao in the corner, stopped what he was doing for a split second.
"You're drunk. Let me take you to rest."
Zi Yun said softly, grabbing the back of An Yi's collar and dragging him up to the second-floor room.
"Hey, I'm not drunk! Don't grab me!"
An Yi tried to resist, but for some reason, Zi Yun's strength was unusually great, and in his drunken state, it wasn't easy to break free.
"Oh, that's disappointing!"
"He was about to say it! What secret is Instructor An Yi hiding!"
"This is killing me. Fine, we'll get him drunk again next time."
Everyone let out sighs of disappointment.
Xu Qianqian put down her glass and eagerly hurried up to the second floor.
"Instructor Zi Yun, count me in!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!
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.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
