At Lin Shuguang's instigation, Qinghe Academy was absorbed into the Storm Martial Arts School.
While Yuan Tianlie was being forced to go to a secret chamber to provide Lin Shuguang with his Martial Artist Cultivation Methods and various Martial Skills, Feng San dragged Yuan Cheng Meng into a room under everyone's gaze.
Intimidated by the terrifying pressure Lin Shuguang had unleashed earlier, no one stopped him.
The young students who had once admired Yuan Cheng Meng could only watch in silent fury as their goddess was dragged into the room...
Half an hour later.
As Lin Shuguang left Qinghe Academy, his cultivation had risen from seventy-five bone tempering sounds to seventy-six.
Once they got into the car, Old Jin stared wide-eyed, glancing at Feng San from time to time. "You really screwed that woman?"
Reclining in the back seat, Feng San gritted his teeth as he applied medicine to himself. "Are you kidding? I'd screw a pig before I'd give that woman a second look."
"Then what were you two doing in there?" Old Jin asked nosily.
Feng San fell silent and said nothing.
Seeing this, Old Jin stopped asking.
Lin Shuguang remained immersed in his gains.
Gaining a level of cultivation on this trip had truly been an unexpected bonus.
Besides that, he had also obtained Yuan Tianlie's Qi Control Technique.
Ever since seeing him form a spear out of qi, Lin Shuguang had wanted to fly on a saber someday.
Ride a saber? Should I add a Flying Immortal Saber Strike and Myriad Sabers Return to the Source in the future...?
As he pondered, Feng San suddenly said, "I'll transfer Qinghe Academy's monthly earnings to your account."
Lin Shuguang had no objections and nodded.
"By the way, are you leaving in a couple of days?" Feng San looked