As Long Jiaojiao continued to run the Dragon God Technique for the sixth time, she felt as if this cultivation method had been tailor-made just for her.
In an instant, the technique could be activated with a single thought.
Her comprehension of the Dragon God Technique had now reached a level of unparalleled mastery.
When Long Jiaojiao ran the Dragon God Technique for the seventh time,
Chen Feng was completely stunned.
At this moment, the dragon-shaped martial spirit shadow had become vividly lifelike.
It was clear that her understanding of the technique had reached a transcendent realm.
“Is the cultivation speed really this fast?”
Just as this thought crossed his mind,
Chen Feng realized that he had been far too conservative.
From now on, “fast” was no longer an adequate word to describe it.
When Long Jiaojiao ran the Dragon God Technique for the eighth time, her martial domain instantly expanded.
The dragon’s aura, as solid as if it were tangible,
reminded Chen Feng of the overwhelming pressure he had felt when facing a flood dragon that day.
The Dragon God Technique had now reached its pinnacle.
“You’re not seriously going to…”
Chen Feng’s words trailed off.
Long Jiaojiao had already merged with the martial spirit shadow, transforming into a purple-gold true dragon, coiling majestically within the room.
It was as if a true dragon had descended upon the world.
The dragon’s might surged like a tidal wave.
Everyone in the hotel was terrified, collapsing weakly to the ground.
Fortunately, Chen Feng was no longer the same as when he first faced the flood dragon.
Facing this overwhelming dragon aura, he was fearless.
At the same time, a dragon-shaped shadow appeared on his body, helping him withstand most of the dragon’s might.
Chen Feng, who never swore, couldn’t help but exclaim in shock:
“Holy sh*t!”
“Directly achieving the unity of man and heaven!”
“You’re the real cheat code here!”
Chen Feng felt that compared to this disciple,
he was nothing more than a clown running on cheat codes.
He didn’t know exactly how many times the disciple had run the technique just now,
but he knew this: it took him over an hour to teach it,
yet the disciple achieved unity with heaven and man in just over ten minutes.
Even more outrageous than his own “cheat codes.”
Long Jiaojiao was even more astonished.
She could clearly feel that
she had taken another step closer to transforming into a true dragon.
She felt that this Dragon God Technique was absolutely custom-made for her.
Her dragon essence flowed along the technique’s cultivation path,
and the strength she could unleash had multiplied several times over.
It felt like before she had been relying purely on brute force,
but now she had finally found the key to unleashing her true power.
She looked at Chen Feng with excitement.
“As expected of Yin Hu’s master.”
“I really didn’t misjudge you!”
The next moment,
Long Jiaojiao vanished from the room in an instant.
Chen Feng was momentarily stunned,
still trying to figure out what had just happened.
Suddenly, the hotel window shattered with a thunderous crash.
A familiar figure appeared right before Chen Feng’s eyes.
“Where’s the Lizard?”
Yin Hu sniffed the air,
grabbed Chen Feng’s collar and pulled him close.
“You dog of a man, you didn’t get involved with Long Jiaojiao, did you?”
Looking at the shattered floor-to-ceiling window,
Chen Feng’s head ached.
Looks like Yang Xuan would have to step in to handle the compensation.
After all, he couldn’t afford to lose face here.
If word got out that the hero of Daxia had checked into a hotel with some beauty, it would be a disaster.
“Let go first. How could I possibly be involved with Long Jiaojiao?”
“Did you leave your brain back at the hotel and forget to bring it?”
Yin Hu’s eyes flashed dangerously.
He sniffed carefully around the room,
showing two sharp tiger fangs as he growled fiercely:
“I can already smell the scent of a lizard—there’s no mistaking it.”
“Tell me honestly, what exactly are you doing in this room?”
Yin Hu scrutinized the strange room.
The more he looked, the more he felt a ghostly presence.
There was this constant feeling of being deceived, like someone had put a hat on his head without him realizing it.
“I’m teaching my disciple how to train,” Chen Feng replied impatiently.
“Then where is your disciple?”
“She... she suddenly left!”
“Are you messing with me?”
“She really left all of a sudden!”
Chen Feng found himself at a loss for words.
But he also sensed something was off.
Long Jiaojiao had abruptly left.
And Yin Hu had appeared in an instant.
Could it be...
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Chen Feng shook his head silently, dismissing the unrealistic thought in his mind.
He had faced a flood dragon before.
At that time, the system hadn’t reacted at all.
Yin Hu must have sensed the dragon’s aura and mistaken it for a flood dragon.
Still, the sudden departure of his disciple Long Jiaojiao was indeed strange.
Just then,
Chen Feng suddenly shuddered all over.
“What are you doing?!”
Yin Hu snorted coldly.
“I’m going to check!”
Chen Feng’s face flushed red with embarrassment and anger as he scolded,
“What kind of check is that? Don’t you have any shame?”
A smirk curled at the corner of Yin Hu’s mouth.
“I’m about to show you what shame really means.”
“If I get a whiff of a flood dragon’s scent today,”
“I swear I’ll swallow you whole!”
Chen Feng was shocked!
“Don’t do anything reckless!”
“I’m about to scream!”
But powerless against the gap in strength, he couldn’t escape Yin Hu’s tiger claws.
Several hours later,
Chen Feng, pale-faced, holding his waist, floated through the air.
Using sound waves, he located Yang Xuan, who was out shopping.
He transformed into a flash of lightning and appeared right in front of Yang Xuan.
“The floor-to-ceiling window was accidentally broken by your senior sister. Go handle the compensation.”
Yang Xuan immediately nodded.
But the look in his eyes toward his master had changed.
After Chen Feng left,
Yang Xuan muttered in surprise,
“Why is Master holding his waist?”
“Isn’t Master supposed to have no time limits?”
“And Master said senior sister broke the window!”
“Why would senior sister go to a hotel? Which senior sister?”
“Could it be that Master was caught in the act... and then again... and finally...”
Yang Xuan covered his mouth in shock.
His mind was already spinning with some outrageous scenarios.
At this moment, three lively young ladies gathered around.
“Xuan-ge! I think your master looks so weak!”
“Is the great hero of Daxia suffering from kidney deficiency?”
“Yang Xuan is definitely the strongest.”
“Among everyone we’ve met, Xuan-ge is the most powerful.”
...
Yang Xuan humbly waved his hand,
not forgetting to defend his master’s dignity.
“What you just saw, absolutely don’t spread it around.”
“My master just has duodenitis, that’s why he looks weak.”
The three lively ladies immediately nodded in understanding.
...
When the flood dragon reached the unity of heaven and man, releasing its dragon aura,
it knew it had been discovered by Yin Hu.
So it fled immediately,
flying at top speed into the sea.
But it headed toward the East China Sea.
On the way, it passed over the skies of Donghai City.
Su Yuanshan was reviewing all the news over the years about Su Yan and Chen Feng.
Suddenly, he lifted his head.
“Dragon aura!”
“That flood dragon actually dared to come to Donghai City.”
“Is it here to deliver dragon essence?”
A smile curled at the corner of Su Yuanshan’s mouth.
He reached out to grab at the void.
The Absorbing Star Technique was pushed to its absolute limit, as if grasping the setting sun outside the window.
In the next moment, the entire body exploded forward like a rocket.
Almost instantly, he appeared where the Jiaolong had just stopped.
Without hesitation, he unleashed a palm strike.
"Ice God Palm!"
The Jiaolong turned her head sharply.
She saw a young man with a buzz cut suddenly materialize several meters behind her.
At the same time, she felt an overwhelming divine aura, carrying a chilling coldness that swept toward her.
A sudden wave of mortal danger engulfed her completely.
The Jiaolong roared furiously.
A thunderous dragon’s cry echoed through the air.
Without a second thought, she immediately activated her Dragon God Technique, revealing the true dragon’s phantom.
Her true form transformed into a Jiaolong, merging seamlessly with the martial spirit phantom.
With lightning speed, she dived into the sea below.
She was about to control the water and counterattack,
to show this human martial god that she was not someone to be trifled with.
But just as the thought formed,
she was horrified to discover that she, along with the seawater, had been frozen solid.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
