C185 Ten Years of Cultivation
Early the next morning.
Wang Yiqiao and Yue Peng went to report to the Dragon Gate Fishery.
It just so happened that Chang Hong lacked an assistant recently.
It would be good to ask them for help and do whatever they could.
Of course, ten thousand was definitely not the limit, but the foundation.
As their abilities increased.
Ye Fan would definitely raise his salary.
It was definitely not a dream to earn millions a year or even a million a month.
Ye Fan, who was lying on the bed, sighed in his heart.
He had never imagined that one day, he would be able to use his ability to change the lives of the people around him.
This was an ability and value that was worth being proud of.
That was great!
The afternoon arrived.
The test papers of the demons had all been printed out.
Ye Fan also expended a great deal of effort.
He directly scrolled into his WeChat in a secret place.
"Mr Ox, this is a test paper that I worked so hard and forgot to eat and sleep. It contains thousands of things, including everything."
"I will definitely ensure that you are satisfied."
Ox Demon King replied very quickly.
"Yes, not bad! I'll give you a credit this time."
Ye Fan rubbed his hands.
"Hehe, I know Mr Ox is more honest. He doesn't like verbal rewards. Then don't know me..."
"What do you want?" Ox Demon King asked.
Ye Fan's eyes moved.
"Hehe, I know that Mr Ox has a lot of chat groups under his command. I want to go in one more..."
"No, you haven't reached your level yet, and your foundation isn't strong enough either."
Ox Demon King instantly rejected it, and his attitude was extremely tough.
Did he really have to be so heartless?
Ye Fan was planning to expand his connections.
He wanted to make a name for himself in Demon Realm.
He didn't expect to be killed in the cradle.
However, Ye Fan wasn't discouraged.
Mr Ox's words were very clear.
When he had enough resources, he would naturally let him enter a wider group.
"Alright, then I'll just casually reward him with a Dharma Treasure or something. Nothing else is of any use to me."
"Hehe!"
Ox Demon King smiled faintly.
"You're so lazy. No matter how many treasures I give you, it's useless."
"How about this, I'll grant you ten years of cultivation experience to increase your strength."
Hearing the first sentence.
Ye Fan almost exploded with anger.
I'm lazy?
I won't say that I forgot to eat and sleep.
But I never let it go.
And this is called laziness?
But Ye Fan did not know.
The Great Fiends either did not cultivate, and went into seclusion for a hundred years as soon as they cultivated.
In Mr Ox's eyes, this was only qualified.
Ye Fan's cultivation of fishing and sunbathing for three days and two days was not qualified to go to Demon Realm even after a long period of time.
Fortunately, Ye Fan heard the second sentence.
Cultivation experience red packet, he had gotten in touch with it since the first day he entered the group.
However, his luck had always been bad.
He couldn't steal it.
Now that Ox Demon King took the initiative to give it to him, it made him feel a little lucky.
"Haha, thank you, Mr Ox."
A red packet was sent over.
"'Ding... congratulations on snatching Ox Demon King's red packet - Ten Years of Cultivation Experience. '"
"Hiss!"
Ten years in one go.
He was truly rich.
"I'm going to give them an exam. You can do whatever you want."
Ox Demon King left the group chat.
Ye Fan went to the Treasure Chest.
"Cultivation experience: A type of magic power. The higher the cultivation experience, the greater the magic power. (One year of cultivation experience is equivalent to one year of cultivation)"
Good stuff, this is really good stuff.
Could it be that the cultivation experience I extracted is equivalent to ten years of cultivation?
Haha, this is a shortcut to success.
En...
Ye Fan pinched his chin.
First, he took out a year's worth of water to test it out.
"Extract one year's worth of cultivation experience."
"Shua!"
There was no special visual effect.
A ray of light shot out and entered Ye Fan's forehead.
After that, Ye Fan's eyes widened.
He felt as if a ball of flame had risen in his body.
It started burning.
The spiritual energy within his body started to rise on its own, like a sponge.
He was crazily absorbing all the energy in his surroundings.
"Roar!"
Ye Fan let out a furious roar.
The muscles on his body instantly exploded, and veins popped out. Golden light flowed like a bomb that contained a huge amount of energy.
"Awesome! This is awesome!"
Absorption complete.
Ye Fan exhaled a breath of foul air.
The light and spiritual energy around him returned to normal.
It was only a year of cultivation.
Ye Fan felt that he was more than twice as strong as before.
Originally, when facing Shea Yan from the military, Ye Fan felt that he could be 50-50 with him.
But now.
Ye Fan felt that he could crush him with a single hand.
"No wonder the big demons in the group treat cultivation experience as a treasure. It turns out that it's so easy to use."
Ye Fan was a typical example of someone who had never seen the world.
All the big demons in the group had lived for thousands of years.
These one or two years of cultivation experience was just a tickle to them.
It didn't even cause any waves.
If it wasn't for Ye Fan's weak strength and poor foundation.
A year of cultivation wouldn't have caused such a huge commotion.
"I'll try to extract it for another four years."
This time.
After the cultivation experience entered his body, he seemed very calm.
It was far from being as exaggerated as before.
When Ye Fan's strength increased, the amount of cultivation experience his body could contain would naturally increase.
It was just like playing games and killing monsters to level up.
Previously, fighting one monster would allow him to level up, but after that, he would need to fight ten monsters.
This was growth!
Ye Fan was very satisfied with his current strength.
He didn't immediately use the remaining five years of cultivation.
The real currency used in the group exchange was cultivation experience.
It wasn't easy to get some.
It couldn't be wasted.
He might be able to get some good stuff in the future.
"Hey, Ye Fan, are you in the room? What was that flash just now?"
Someone knocked on the door of the dormitory.
It was the concern of the dormitory mate beside him.
Ye Fan quickly said, "Oh, it's nothing. It's just an ordinary lighting effect."
"Oh, alright then."
He dismissed his classmates.
Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief.
It seemed like he had to return to the villa to cultivate in the future. Otherwise, he would be easily discovered.
He returned to the group chat.1
Ye Fan had thought that the demons would be in extreme pain after seeing so many papers. They would be in so much pain that they would wish they were dead.
But he did not expect it.
No one had any reaction to the number of questions on the test papers.
On the contrary, it was very novel.
Black Mountain Old Demon: Is this the test paper? Haha, it indeed covers a lot of knowledge.
Nine-headed Worm: Yeah, this is the real test question. Writing an article or something is too simple.
Su Daji: Haha, I can finally bring out my literary talent.
Hundred-eyed Devil Lord: Hurry up and let us do the question. I can't wait anymore.
...
Ye Fan was dumbfounded.
This wasn't what he was looking forward to at all.
In his imagination, the demons should sigh and complain that there were too many questions.
Then Ye Fan threw the blame to Ox Demon King.
He would set up the role of a person who supported justice and was rejected for everyone's benefit.
At this moment, it was something he had never thought of.
The key was that Ox Demon King had mixed a lot of knowledge about magic in the topic.
He had to write this down.
Even if he didn't have fifty thousand words, he would still need thirty to forty thousand words.
He really didn't know when he would be able to finish it.
Ox Demon King: You are not allowed to whisper to each other, interact with each other within four hours, and plagiarize the answers. Now, let the questions begin!
Four hours, which was equivalent to four hours.
Write thirty to forty thousand words?
Are you sure you can do it?
Ye Fan felt like his world had collapsed.
Fortunately, it wasn't written by him.
Whether or not he could finish answering the script wasn't something he should worry about.
It was better to be a melon-eating audience with peace of mind...
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