"Hmm!"
The old man nodded his head solemnly.
Hearing the old man's confirmation, Sky Devouring Emperor was stunned.
He couldn't believe that his most useless son could become the savior of his Sky Devouring Wolf clan.
No matter how he thought about it, he didn't believe it.
For a moment, the more he looked at this old man who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, the more he seemed like a swindler who had tricked the Sky Devouring Emperor, which made him furious.
"Cut the crap, you old geezer spouting nonsense!"
With a loud scolding, a slap followed on the old man's bald head, knocking the old man to the ground.
"Sky Devouring Emperor, what are you doing?"
The old man trembled on the ground, looking at Sky Devouring Emperor angrily.
"What am I doing? You old swindler even tricked me, and you still ask what I'm doing?" Sky Devouring Emperor stepped on the old man's back contemptuously and said, "You said you wanted to fool me, couldn't you come up with a better story? Everyone in the entire Sky Devouring Wolf clan knows that my third son Ao Qing is the most useless. Yet you say he's the savior of the Sky Devouring Wolves. Do you think I'm an idiot?"
"You...you're confused!"
The old man shouted in frustration while lying on the ground, "I didn't lie to you!"
"Still being stubborn?"
Sky Devouring Emperor kicked again and said heavily, "Yes, my third son did ruin Ao Qingcheng and the Red Sun clan's conspiracy, but the current situation is not something he can solve with a spear. I really thought you had some divination skills, but now I see you're no different from my muddle-headed old father, both damn swindlers!"
"You, you, you... If you don't believe me, you will doom the entire imperial clan. You will become a sinner of the Sky Devouring Wolf clan!" The old man angrily pointed at Sky Devouring Emperor and shouted.
"Humph, old thing, if I had really believed you, I would have truly harmed the Sky Devouring Wolf clan!"
Sky Devouring Emperor kicked again, then waved his hand and shouted, "Come, take him to the dungeon!"
The old man trembled, his old face flushed with anger, "Sky Devouring Emperor, one day you will come back to apologize to me, you will regret it!"
Sky Devouring Emperor snorted contemptuously, sat back down and pondered the current civil war, painstakingly trying to come up with a strategy.
At this time, Sky Devouring Emperor's attendant butler came over and said, "Wolf Emperor, you can't disregard Gold Elder's words! Or call the Third Prince back first?"
"Humph, what's credible about that old guy's words?" Sky Devouring Emperor said angrily.
The butler sighed and said again, "Even if the Wolf Emperor doesn't believe him, I still think it's necessary to call the Third Prince back. After all, this is his home. With such a big incident occurring, he can't just stand idly by!"
"Alright alright, I'll leave this matter to you!"
Sky Devouring Emperor impatiently waved his hand, not even bothering with what the old butler was saying. His thoughts were completely immersed in the current civil war, racking his brains for a strategy.
Upon hearing this, the old butler nodded and slowly withdrew.
Martial Arts Hall.
Yi Feng held a writing brush and looked at the characters on the rice paper quite proudly, nodding his head.
As for the guitar he was holding before, it had been days since he last picked it up.
Because after drinking that day, his musical skills directly reached the realm of comparing with the gods. This pleasant surprise also gave Yi Feng some experience. Apart from needing to practice different styles, reaching that artistic conception was the key to improvement.
So currently, as Yi Feng practiced calligraphy, he had basically written all the different styles from his previous life, and progress was indeed much more effective with this experience.
However, artistic conception was a fleeting thing, and Yi Feng didn't have many ways to pursue it.
But Yi Feng was not in a hurry either. After all, he already had two of the four skills of zither, chess, calligraphy and painting at the level of comparing with the gods. It would be easy to improve the remaining calligraphy and chess skills, since he already had high attainment in them from before.
"Ding, new system task:"
"Raise cooking, wine-making, tea skills, and carving to the realm of comparing with the gods."
"Task reward: gain halo!"
"Failure penalty: take back martial arts hall!"
Again?
Hearing the voice in his head, Yi Feng's expression immediately darkened.
This broken system really wouldn't let him rest, wanting him to comprehensively learn all these random skills!
But that task reward "halo" did catch his attention.
"Just what is this halo?"
"What effect does it have?"
Yi Feng scratched his head with a frown.
Due to the shadow cast by the first time, when the so-called reward of a peerless expert ended up being a broken skull, he had developed an aversion to the system, and didn't have any expectations for something like a mount either.
But this time, the halo sounded different!
It actually made him have a glimmer of anticipation again.
"Check progress:"
"Cooking: Back to Basics"
"Wine-making: Budding Talent"
"Tea skills: Consummate"
"Carving: Blank Slate"
Looking at these proficiency levels, Yi Feng nodded. As expected, the proficiency was the same as before - as long as he had done it in his past life, he could accumulate proficiency and directly obtain the corresponding level.
"Then it looks like I'll be cooking every day from now on."
"Just don't know what kind of reward this halo is, we'll have to wait and see!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
