"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!"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
