Listening to a group of Yue Realm powerhouses praising his own student, the kind of exhilarating and refreshing feeling, ordinary people can’t experience!
Enjoying it.
Really enjoying it.
If in two and a half years, during the selection tournant, the Demigod Kindergarten in Jing City, under little Ran’s leadership, can win the championship, and the other six geniuses rank in the top fifty, he would enjoy it even more!
Thinking of this.
The principal clasped his hands behind his back, his eyes deep, seemingly envisioning himself standing on the podium, reliving his youthful frenzy.
"Good, good, good."
The principal’s lips were hard to suppress.
Suddenly, Ye Ping rembered sothing: "By the way, the issue of the mysterious talisman must be treated seriously. In the next few days, please everyone lend a hand, cleaning up the eerie divine statues capable of creating mysterious talismans around Jing City."
Huang Liang raised an eyebrow: "Oh, the mysterious talisman reported the day before yesterday? The cleanup team and investigation corps in each city are already in action. This thing is quite harmful. Half a year ago, the investigation corps had already discovered it, but didn’t take it seriously."
Ye Ping: "I always have a premonition—the mysterious talisman is extrely dangerous. And the potential threat is enormous. Maybe there’s a Resentful God behind it."
Zhao Ying: "Hmm? Is it that exaggerated?"
Ye Ping nodded: "Maybe, in any case, I think we must thoroughly clean up these mysterious talismans."
"Of course, to escalate the severity of this matter, I can’t rely on my intuition alone, I have to continue investigating, gather enough evidence, and then adjust the danger level of the mysterious talisman upwards."
Gao Yuan: "No problem, we’ll help you."
Huang Liang: "Whether it’s a big issue or a small issue, as long as it involves the mysterious, suppress it with all force, and it’s done. In any case, two and a half years later for the selection tournant, absolutely nothing can go wrong! That’s a grand event where geniuses from all over the country gather."
Ye Ping smiled wryly: "Precisely because it’s a gathering of geniuses from all over the country, I have a bad premonition..."
...
On another side.
Xu Ran and his mother walked back to their residence step by step.
"Little one, didn’t expect that the origami you play with every day, when coated with blood, can turn real! How did you realize it?"
Xu Ran: "Because mom gave birth to well."
His mom laughed so hard she rocked back and forth: "Hahaha, who did you learn from? How is your little mouth so sweet?"
Xu Ran: "Because mom taught well."
His mom: "..."
She fell silent, starting to recall past peculiarities.
"I rember you practiced darts every day without fail, is there sothing special about the darts as well?"
"And swimming, and feeding small animals..."
"I rember once you played dead, could that have also been a unique skill?"
"I even rember, when you were very small, I always felt like there was sothing dirty crawling on the ceiling, was that you?"
"And, and reading, reading must be it!"
Xu Ran: "..."
Well, a woman’s intuition is indeed sharp, she imdiately started connecting the dots.
But he decided to stay firm: "Swimming is for body training, darts indeed have combat power, the most peculiar is origami. The rest is purely for fun."
His mom looked at Xu Ran skeptically: "Really?"
Xu Ran: "Really. I can’t be a jack of all trades, right?"
His mom: "I don’t believe you, I absolutely think you are a jack of all trades."
Xu Ran spread his hands: "Really not a jack of all trades."
His mom: "Fine, fine, the stronger you are, the more at ease this old mother feels. However, when I think of your future opponents being real Gods, this old mother starts worrying again."
Xu Ran smiled warmly: "Don’t worry mom, even if they are Gods, I will crush them."
Never forgetting his original intention, he has been advancing towards the goal of crushing all enemies.
His mom: "...All in all, no matter what, always rember to protect yourself."
Xu Ran solemnly promised: "I will, mom."
His mom: "We’re ho."
Returning ho, they washed up.
"Lay" on the ceiling.
On one hand is progress 1... progress 1...
On another side.
Xu Ran fiddled with the red gold treasure pigeon egg, but unfortunately, the mist within, he couldn’t see through no matter what.
"Is this the red gold treasure? Can the riddler just shove off."
"Heh, it seems I can only explore it slowly later."
After all, the red gold treasure is already in his hands, there’s no panic.
Thinking this, Xu Ran nodded slightly, eyes looking at his life’s first red gold achievent[Twilight of the Gods]...
"The amplification is quite good, Spiritual Power and Qi Blood Value both 5 points every day..."
"Most importantly, Blessed Fortune spikes by 100 points! Plus, I got a Purification Divine Skill, from now on as long as I slay Gods, I can continuously gain Divine Origin."
Red Gold Achievent, lives up to its reputation!
Who would have thought, with a birth Blessed Fortune of only 3 points, unknowingly, he already has as much as 213 points of Blessed Fortune!
Just need to capture [Young Venerable], it will reach 293 points, then [Celestial Human Form], 5 points every year.
points are right before his eyes!
Xu Ran took a deep breath: "The Gu Huo Chang incident has already co to a complete end..."
"For the next year and a half, my primary focus is self-discipline. The Magical Skills of the Fourth Sequence are the most invincible existence."
"During this period, I can take ti to achieve [Young Venerable] and [Killing Intent Burned], both are Golden Achievents, not to be missed."
"Moreover, there’s the Talisman Resentful God... I should also annoy it a few tis when I have ti. Maybe even kill it."
"Definitely not holding a grudge, just wanting its Divine Origin..."
Xu Ran smiled kindly, and closed his eyes.
And at this mont, far away in a strange space, hidden beyond perception.
A sinister statue stood, between inanimate and animate.
Its face like a full moon, with long thin red lines like narrow eyes slicing through it.
Scarlet eyes, abrupt and eerie in the dark space.
Crack, crack.
The statue emitted a creepy sound of nails scratching, its neck extending, looking down at its hands.
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