My Sign-in Life in Douluo

I hope everyone receives a pure and sweet confession!

Ya Ling wished all students success in the imperial examinations, and that they might see all the flowers of Chang'an!

Jiang Siming clenched at the empty air, and a battered figure slammed down onto the rooftop.

"Pfft."

The old man could not help spraying another mouthful of blood. His face was covered in a mixture of saliva and blood, making him look extremely horrifying.

"Boy, if you kill me, Yellow Springs will never let you off! Kill Guang Jun, and this old man will recommend you to join Yellow Springs as an executive! Explore the end of cultivation and share in the great path to immortality!" The old man was thoroughly panicking now. He never would have imagined that Jiang Siming's strength had already reached such a terrifying level. He was simply unfathomable! In the other man's hands, he was as frail as a newborn infant!

"The end of cultivation? The great path to immortality?" Jiang Siming looked as if he had heard something laughable. If Yellow Springs' goal—or rather, ambition—was truly as lofty as the man claimed, why would they involve themselves in worldly disputes?

"Even if King Yama wanted to take my life, he'd have to think twice! Yellow Springs? What the hell is that?" Jiang Siming sneered. With a wave of his hand, a huge hand formed of Soul Power slammed viciously toward the old man.

With a boom, a human-shaped depression was left on the rooftop, while the old man lay miserably in the pit, his face filled with despair.

"As long as you spare my life, I'm willing to become Your Excellency's... dog!" The old man was terrified to the extreme now. The line between life and death had never been so blurred.

Jiang Siming slowly