Rise of the Sword Son-in-Law - Chapter 37: Slaying Chen Qinglong

【Your descendants in the Immortal Cultivation World have offered a plate of snacks】【Incense Fire Value +10】【Would you like to reward your descendants?】Yang Genshuo was surprised to discover that offerings in the Immortal Cultivation Family game could actually appear in the modern world, and that modern items could also be bestowed upon descendants in the game.Years later, peculiar rumors about the Yang Family spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation World.“To break through from the Fetal Breathing Stage to the Qi Refinement Realm, one needs to refine a strand of heavenly and earth's spiritual energy. I've heard of Red Flame True Qi, Xuan Water True Qi, and Green Wood Spirit Energy, but Yang Dao-friend, this... Liquefied Natural Gas, what kind of spiritual energy is it? How is it condensed?”“I've heard that the Yang Family's Spiritual Plant Technique is incredibly sophisticated, with each mu of Spirit Rice yielding twice as much as top-tier Spirit Plant Families, all thanks to a strange secret technique the family disciples cultivate called 'hybridization'.”“The Yang Family’s art of elixirs is unrivaled in the world, with new elixirs constantly being created. It is rumored that a spirit of the elixir named 'Artificial Intelligence' tirelessly deduces elixir recipes day and night...”“Nowadays, the Thunder Cultivators of the Yang Family are exceptionally strong, all thanks to the Yang Family's effort in creating a top-tier Thunder Gathering Array. Thunder Cultivators who enter this array can increase their cultivation speed multiple times. It is said that the array eye is known as—the power station.“As the Yang Immortal Cultivation Family grew stronger, Yang Genshuo actually became the only Immortal in the modern world by consuming offerings!Years later, facing an endless stream of people ascending the mountain to seek the Dao, Yang Genshuo calmly said,”There are no immortals in this world; you must believe in science!“Then he soared away on his flying sword.

I became a scientist for an evil organization.…But I’m too competent.

If one day, when you find out that the immersive game you play is not a game but a reality, what will your reaction be?

A game called Zerg OL is sweeping the world. In this game, you need to play a bug to help the leader Jiang Yao rebuild the bug swarm and resist the human imperial army that may appear at any time to wipe them out.

“Mengxin, is this game fun?” Mengxin, who is new to the group, asked.

“A newcomer is here, this game is very fun!”

“Mengxin, go! This group is full of perverts!”

“Go!”

“Walk!”

“The person who chatted with you just now has not been offline for 72 consecutive hours. He just entered the ICU yesterday!”

“Is this game boring?” Mengxin was a little confused.

“Extremely disgusting! Playing other games requires money, playing this game is useless!”

“The liver doesn’t matter at all, they call me the Emperor of the Liver in other games!” Obviously, the naive Mengxin obviously didn’t realize the seriousness of the matter.

until one day.

“Since playing Zerg OL, now my waist is no longer sore, and my legs don’t hurt anymore. I’m only 20 years old, and I’m a young man with baldness. My blind date girls call me uncle, it’s great!”

And for this group of players, Jiang Yao is also heartbroken.

That steel thunder beast over there, don’t go up and listen to my command! The Titans of the Order of Titans are coming! Don’t go alone in the group!

Dragon! Play battleship! You are against the air! Don’t hit the ground! There are ground units on the ground to fight!

Those devourers of the N74 galaxy! Fuck! Don’t spray on that blue planet, it’s your home planet! I’m not kidding!

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When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.