Creation Breathing Method, Mutant Beast Talent: Windwing Tiger

The benefits of the Creation Breathing Method were simply too obvious, except that this kind of obviousness was somewhat too much for most people to handle.

This Breathing Technique had been created specifically for people with exceptionally strong constitutions. Although Ye Chen did not have such a constitution, Seal-less Healing was already enough to bear it.

After a full night's sleep, Ye Chen's cultivation progress was also remarkably evident.

While brushing his teeth after getting up, Ye Chen pondered what he needed to do next.

According to Zhang Daosheng, support types needed survival skills.

But he was not a support type. When it came to escaping for his life, combat skills were more important.

I... need real combat experience!

Within a one-kilometer radius outside Zanghai City, the levels of the Mutant Beasts were not very high.

But there were still Mutant Beasts of the fourth and fifth levels. With his current second-realm cultivation, he had not even reached the third realm...

It looked like he could only put this plan on hold for now.

"Could it be that I have to cultivate at home all day again?"

Ye Chen looked helplessly at his reflection in the mirror. "I suddenly feel like cultivation is so boring..."

Just then, Ye Chen's phone rang.

The caller ID showed Old Zhang, and Ye Chen's eyes lit up.

"Hello, Old Zhang. What good stuff are you giving me?!"

The instant Zhang Daosheng was about to speak, Ye Chen's voice came through the receiver.

He was so furious that his brain short-circuited a little, and his breathing grew somewhat rapid.

"Hello? Where are you, Old Zhang?!"

Zhang Daosheng steadied his mood and spoke with feigned calm.

"Come to the school in a little while. I have some things to tell you, and I'll introduce you to someone while you're here."

"Oh, I thought you had some good stuff to give me. So that's all?" Ye Chen said indifferently.

"I want to see you at the school within ten minutes." Zhang Daosheng spoke with a dark expression.

Then he hung up in one smooth motion.

Ye Chen watched Zhang Daosheng hang up and muttered under his breath.

"What a problem... Could Old Zhang's senility have come early?"

Just as he was about to leave, Ye Chen opened the door, then suddenly glanced at the bread in his hand.

His eyes narrowed, and he tossed the bread onto the sofa.

Not long afterward, downstairs at the steamed-bun shop.

"Boss, give me two buns!"

"Sure thing! What kind do you want?"

"The most expensive buns in your shop!"

"Two Demon-Eyed Pig meat buns. Two hundred yuan, please."

Ye Chen: ...Sorry, I underestimated the price of steamed buns.

The corner of Ye Chen's eye twitched slightly, but he immediately composed himself.

Come on, he was a multimillionaire now, all right?

Li Mo had previously given Ye Chen a black card and said there was ten million yuan in it.

Ye Chen then pulled out the card. "Boss! I'll pay by card!"

The entire breakfast shop fell silent...

For breakfast???

He was paying by card???

Was there something wrong with his brain, or was there something wrong with theirs?

Was he planning to buy out the breakfast shop?

"Sorry... We don't have a card reader." The breakfast shop owner was already speechless, but out of courtesy, he still said calmly.

Ye Chen froze, then pulled a ten-yuan bill from his pocket.

"Then give me two ordinary steamed buns!"

The boss was speechless.

Carrying the two meat buns, Ye Chen muttered a couple of words.

"Such a big breakfast shop, and it can't even take cards. One-star review..."

Although the shop owner was in business, in this world...

Everyone had a talent. Even the worst talents could reach the third or fourth awakening realm by the age of thirty or forty.

Naturally, he heard Ye Chen's words loud and clear.

However, Ye Chen had already run far away. Otherwise, he would have heard the boss muttering to himself.

"Looks like I really need to get a card reader..."

"Principal Zhang, when is that little brat getting here? Look how long he's made my daughter wait!" Lan Batian said angrily.

Zhang Daosheng shot him a glance. "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

Lan Lengshuang stood beside them without saying a word, but the expression on her face betrayed her.

It was true. Girls generally did not like waiting for others.

"Oh? Principal Zhang, are you saying you want to spar with me?" Upon hearing Zhang Daosheng's words, Lan Batian immediately activated his talent.

A blue phantom emerged behind him.

Mutant Beast talent: Windwing Tiger!

Zhang Daosheng had yet to say anything, but at that moment, his mood was utterly miserable.

Just then, the office door opened.

Ye Chen looked up and saw a fierce tiger circling inside the room.

The burly man was wearing a suit. At a glance, he clearly did not look like a good person.

Lan Batian glared at Ye Chen menacingly, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Ye Chen looked at the three people in the room and awkwardly raised a hand in greeting.

"This... this is quite lively?"

No one responded.

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched slightly. Was there something wrong with the way I greeted them?

"Well... I seem to have come at a bad time. You guys carry on..."

As he spoke, he began backing out of the office...

"Come back!!!" the three people in the room shouted in unison.

Ye Chen stiffened...

His mind spun frantically. What should I do now?

The burly man clearly was not someone to provoke...

"You little brat, you made us wait for half an hour, and now you still want to leave?"

Lan Batian's face was full of ill intent.

Lan Lengshuang's expression was also somewhat unpleasant. Waiting for people was really troublesome.

"Ahem, on my way here, I saw an old granny who had gotten lost. So I took her home, and that delayed me a little."

Ye Chen's little eyes shifted, and he launched straight into a lie.

"Oh, so that's how it was." Lan Batian nodded as though he understood, then slammed a palm onto Zhang Daosheng's desk. "Who would believe that!!!"

The desk instantly shattered into pieces.

Zhang Daosheng silently took out his phone and began searching for a new desk.

"Ahem, handsome... sir, what I said is all true. If you don't believe me, I'll take you to find that old granny."

Ye Chen wore a solemn expression.

Lan Batian narrowed his eyes. "Kid, what did you just call me?"

Lan Lengshuang silently closed her eyes, unable to bear looking at him.

"Handsome sir?"

"Good call! Young man, you have a sharp eye. Come, come, come, sit over here."

Lan Batian grinned as he withdrew the Windwing Tiger Mutant Beast talent behind him, then beckoned Ye Chen over.

Ye Chen was dumbfounded. What the hell?

Just then, Zhang Daosheng silently patted Lan Batian on the shoulder and showed him the new desk on his phone. "Cash or card?"

"...I have no idea what you're talking about." Lan Batian glanced at the phone and began shamelessly playing dumb.

Lan Lengshuang wanted to cry. Dad, please act like a person... Could you stop being such a tiger? Your talent is a tiger, but you're not a human tiger!

Ye Chen's mind went blank, but he forced himself to ask.

"Principal, you called me here... Is there something you wanted?"

Zhang Daosheng looked at Ye Chen, his eyes filled with approval.

Not bad, not bad. This kid even knows to call me Principal in front of outsiders...

"It's like this. The College Entrance Trial is conducted in groups of three. I called you here this time because I want you to team up with Lengshuang."