Chen Feng never expected that he could actually impart a cultivation technique to his disciple through a mind transmission.
After careful consideration,
he decided to teach Liu Weiwei the North Sea Divine Art.
The current situation was chaotic, with the Star-Swallowing Art rampant globally.
Especially with Zhang Bowen leading the devils from three continents, eyeing Great Xia covetously.
Having his disciple learn the North Sea Divine Art was the best choice.
At the very least, it could counter the Star-Swallowing Art.
At critical moments, it could also absorb the enemy's qi and blood for her own use.
It could be called an essential skill for resisting foreign enemies.
As soon as they returned to the hotel, Chen Feng said to Liu Weiwei:
"Weiwei, come to my room later."
Liu Weiwei nodded, curious in her heart about what her master wanted.
Jin Youxi covered her agape mouth with both hands, her eyes wide open.
Her gaze kept shifting between her master and her junior sister.
Seeing Jin Youxi's expression,
Chen Feng knew this disciple's thoughts had wandered off track again.
He reached out and ruffled Jin Youxi's head.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm going to impart teachings to your junior sister, to give her a mind transmission for her second cultivation technique."
"Due to special requirements, the transmission cannot be disturbed and must be done in a quiet place."
Jin Youxi's head bobbed up and down hurriedly.
"I believe Master isn't that kind of person."
Chen Feng was speechless.
"What kind of person?"
Liu Weiwei's pretty face also flushed red under senior sister Jin Youxi's gaze.
As soon as she returned to her room, she immediately went to take a shower.
She was only halfway through her shower
when her room door was knocked.
Liu Weiwei was puzzled.
"Didn't Master say to go to his room?"
"Could he be too impatient to teach me the martial art?"
She wrapped herself in a bathrobe and hurried to open the door.
The little deer in her heart had already started running wild.
"Master, you..."
Liu Weiwei shyly opened the door.
But when the door opened, she saw Jin Youxi instead.
"What Master? It's your senior sister."
"Junior sister, couldn't you wait, could you?"
Jin Youxi sneakily slipped into the room.
She was also carrying a large bag.
Liu Weiwei hurriedly explained.
"No, I thought..."
Jin Youxi grinned mischievously.
"No need to explain, senior sister has been there, senior sister understands."
"Look what good stuff senior sister brought you."
Jin Youxi was holding two sets of clothes.
One was a black and white maid outfit.
The other was a pink nurse outfit.
Only the fabric was a bit scarce.
"Which set will you wear, junior sister?"
Wear?
Liu Weiwei asked, confused:
"Senior sister wants me to wear this?"
"But this is too..."
Jin Youxi bared her teeth in a naughty smile, her two little canine teeth quite cute.
"Junior sister, you're still too young."
"You don't understand the importance of battle attire."
"Senior sister is a professional in this area."
Jin Youxi had already looked up a lot of information online.
She had made ample preparations to conquer Chen Feng.
On the other side,
Chen Feng tidied up the hotel room.
He smoothed out the quilt on the bed.
It would be more comfortable to sit on during the transmission later.
According to the system prompt,
imparting knowledge to a disciple through mind transmission required half an hour.
During this time, the technique transmission could not be interrupted.
The disciple must not move around or get distracted, otherwise it might lead to transmission failure.
As for the consequences of failure, the system didn't say.
Chen Feng naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to test it out.
As long as the transmission succeeded later,
his weakest disciple's overall strength would improve by a large margin.
Because the realm of the imparted technique was based on the master's realm.
The master was in the Heaven-Man Unity state, so the technique imparted to the disciple would also be at the Heaven-Man Unity level.
Once Weiwei learned the North Sea Divine Art at the Heaven-Man Unity level,
her overall strength would achieve a qualitative leap.
The only risk was the use of the North Sea Divine Art; he needed to give many instructions.
To prevent his disciple from going down the wrong path.
However, Chen Feng was relatively at ease with Liu Weiwei.
It was just that thinking of Aunt Su Yan, Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh.
He didn't know how this disciple was doing now.
He always felt something was off.
At this moment, he couldn't help but take out his phone and send a few messages to Su Yan.
[Su Yan, are you okay now?]
[Do you have any difficulties needing help?]
[Have you gone down the wrong path, afraid of implicating us?]
[Now that the Star-Swallowing Art has spread, it's still not too late to turn back.]
[Your master knows you're not someone who willingly degenerates...]
...
Dozens of messages sent.
Su Yan, who was staying right next door to Chen Feng, looked at the WeChat messages and couldn't help but laugh heartily.
She laughed until her stomach hurt, then couldn't help but reply with one message.
[Master, I am now at the peak of the Martial Venerable realm, just one step away from becoming a Martial Saint.]
As soon as this message was sent, Chen Feng's messages immediately stopped.
Su Yan originally didn't want to reply.
But seeing her little master worrying like an old father,
she really couldn't hold back.
On the other side, Chen Feng was stunned for a long time.
Peak Martial Venerable!
He was shocked by Su Yan's message.
A Martial Venerable had over ten thousand units of qi and blood.
Peak Martial Venerable, wouldn't that be over twenty thousand units of qi and blood?
How many martial artists had she absorbed?
Chen Feng wiped off a cold sweat.
He originally thought Aunt Su Yan was quite amiable and kind.
How could she be so terrifying?
[Su Yan, are you sure you're not joking?]
Su Yan chuckled again.
Then she sent a photo of Zhang Bowen.
[I'm not joking with you!]
[Mr. Bowen is waiting for you at Kunlun!]
[I advise you, Master, to stay in the Holy Capital, better not go back.]
[World War is about to start!]
Zhang Bowen!
Chen Feng was shocked.
He didn't expect Su Yan to also know Zhang Bowen.
And the person in the photo was indeed Zhang Bowen.
This wasn't a screenshot from an online video.
It was a photo of Zhang Bowen standing in front of the Chosen Martial Arts Hall.
Chen Feng hurriedly sent a message asking:
[Su Yan, how do you know Zhang Bowen? You need to stay away from this person.]
[His goal is to destroy the world outside the Kunlun Mountains.]
...
However, this time, no matter how many messages Chen Feng sent, Su Yan did not reply again.
Su Yan in the next room had already walked out.
She planned to go check on the movements of the Duan family.
Looking at the messages on her phone, she said to herself:
"What a pity, Master! My goal is also to destroy this filthy world!"
Su Yan had just closed the door, preparing to leave,
when she saw two heavily made-up, lightly and breezily dressed little fairies coming out of another room.
One in a maid outfit, also wearing cat-ear hair accessories, with long legs clad in white stockings.
The other wearing an incongruous pink nurse pencil skirt, with gold-rimmed glasses, and black stockings on her legs.
Su Yan only felt the two looked somewhat familiar.
She quickly realized.
"Aren't those my two little senior sisters?"
"What are they doing?"
"Could it be..."
Su Yan immediately thought of something and couldn't help but cover her mouth to stifle a laugh.
Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei saw someone in the corridor looking at them and laughing, their cheeks instantly flushed red.
Who knew Su Yan would point at Liu Weiwei and remind her:
"I feel like it's still missing a tail!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
