What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

"Let Yu Rou drive it."

Liu Bo threw the long knife in his hand aside and strode up to Luo Yurou.

He thought about reaching out to grab Luo Yurou's hand, but stopped halfway through because he felt it wasn't appropriate.

He pointed to Luo Yurou's slender hand and said.

"These hands have received the Marrow Cleansing Elixir before!"

Rong Jing nodded frantically to the side, like a chick pecking at rice.

"I agree!"

Luo Yurou was put on the spot by the two men and subconsciously took half a step back.

Pointing her little finger to her nose, she looked flattered.

"Huh? Me?"

We believe in you!

Liu Bo and Rong Jing said in unison.

"Okay, alright."

Looking at their burning gazes that could melt even the hardest ice, Luo Yurou agreed.

She looked up, her gaze passing over Liu Bo's shoulder, and towards the resort's front desk.

The stall, which had once neatly displayed ten jars of various celestial beings, was now completely empty. Only in the farthest corner remained a lone, black earthenware jar.

Clearly, if Teacher Sun hadn't been completely drained of his credits, this last jar would never have survived until now.

Luo Yurou bit her lower lip and slowly shuffled to the counter.

She accessed her personal terminal and transferred the 10,000 credits that the three of them had just scraped together to Xu Tianlin.

With a soft "ding," the transfer was successful.

Xu Tianlin accepted the money with a smile and gestured for him to do as he pleased.

Luo Yurou took a deep breath, stretched out her hands, and carefully hugged the last ordinary black jar into her arms.

The surface of the jar is somewhat rough, and there is a small notch at the mouth of the jar.

She felt her heart racing wildly, about to leap out of her throat.

The last time she opened the jar, she had no idea what to do; she was simply afraid that Teacher Qin Xu would anger the shop owner.

But this time it's completely different.

These ten thousand credits were hard-earned money that the three of them had saved by risking their lives in the wilderness.

Ten thousand credits are enough for the three of them to soak in the Life Dew Hot Spring once, which is equivalent to having an extra life!

just in case……

Luo Yurou didn't dare to think any further.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from Luo Yurou's forehead and slid down her pale cheeks.

Her palms were completely soaked with sweat.

The slippery texture forced her to grip the edge of the jar tightly to prevent it from falling to the ground prematurely.

Rong Jing stood two steps away, her knees slightly bent, her hands tightly clasped together and pressed against her chin.

May the Buddha protect us...

May Guanyin Bodhisattva protect us...

"May the Three Pure Ones protect us..."

"May the Monkey King protect us..."

She kept her eyes tightly shut, frantically muttering the names of all the gods and Buddhas, almost kneeling down and kowtowing on the spot.

Liu Bo leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Luo Yurou's fingers.

He didn't dare to breathe too loudly, afraid that his breath would blow away Luo Yurou's good luck.

On the other side of the hall.

Sun Xu, who was holding the Chongxiao Pill and emitting a strange, silly laugh, also stopped what he was doing.

He turned his head and stared intently at him.

He was more curious than anyone else present about what kind of thing this sole survivor he had overlooked could produce.

Luo Yurou took a deep breath, letting the cool air fill her lungs.

She stared intently at the black jar in her hand, letting out a hysterical scream in her heart.

"open!"

boom.

A crisp cracking sound suddenly echoed through the hall.

The next second, something unexpected happened!

A dazzling, blinding light burst forth from the crack in the jar!

Golden light!

The pure gold, without a single impurity, instantly illuminated every corner of the resort lobby.

The light was so dazzling that Liu Bo and Rong Jing both turned their heads away and used the backs of their hands to shield their eyes.

Behind the counter.

Xu Tianlin was holding his signature old man's tea mug, ready to drink some water.

Seeing the golden light shooting into the sky, he suddenly flicked his wrist, spilling the scalding tea directly onto the countertop.

But he didn't bother wiping his eyes at all; his eyelids were twitching wildly.

Another withdrawal?

Xu Tianlin looked at Luo Yurou, whose eyes were tightly closed and whose face was full of tension, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

Is this little girl born under the lucky charm sign of a koi fish?

It's not a good habit to open a can based on its lifespan.

He silently complained to himself.

The golden light lingered in mid-air for a full ten seconds before slowly receding like a tide.

The light dimmed.

A crimson jade slip floated silently in mid-air in front of Luo Yurou.

The air became scorching hot.

The surface of the jade slip shimmered with gold and red luster, and flames flickered inside the jade slip.

"What...what is this?"

Liu Bo lowered the arm that was blocking his eyes, swallowed hard, and his voice was dry and hoarse.

He could clearly feel that the Yuan energy that had been circulating smoothly within his body was now beginning to tremble uneasily.

His martial arts technique... is trembling?!

Xu Tianlin put down his teacup and his gaze fell on the jade slip. The system panel instantly displayed the item information.

"So Brother Tong reads novels too!"

Xu Tianlin chuckled inwardly, then cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention to himself.

"S-rank martial art, 'Burning Technique'."

The moment the words left his mouth, the air in the entire hall froze.

Rong Jing gasped sharply, and because she inhaled so quickly, she began to cough violently.

"An S-rank martial art?!"

"That's right."

Xu Tianlin nodded and continued his introduction.

"What makes this martial art special is that it has no fixed upper limit on its grade."

Xu Tianlin braced his hands on the counter, his gaze sweeping over the three stunned people.

"In other words, S-rank is just the starting point for this martial art."

"You should know that within the bodies of the royal families of those alien races, a special soul fire is being nurtured."

"The purpose of the 'Burning Technique' is to forcibly devour the soul fire of these alien races to amplify oneself."

"The power of the Burning Technique will increase with each soul fire it absorbs, and the extent of the increase depends on the quality of the soul fire."

Xu Tianlin paused, his voice standing out clearly in the quiet hall.

Xu Tianlin grinned and unleashed his most lethal blow.

"Once mastered, being invincible among those of the same level is just basic skill."

"Slaying enemies across realms is as simple and natural as drinking a glass of water every morning when you wake up."

The words fell.

Clang.

The longsword in Liu Bo's hand fell directly onto the hard tile.

Instead of picking it up, he squatted down, covered his head tightly with both hands, and dug his ten fingers into his hair, pulling hard.

Is fighting opponents of a higher level as easy as drinking water?

Students from Cangyun Martial Arts University are considered lucky if they can escape unscathed when encountering alien races of the same level on the battlefield of the heavens.

Now tell him that practicing this will allow him to easily defeat opponents of higher levels?

Shouldn't only geniuses from Qinglan and Shangjing Prefecture be able to pull off such a feat?

Rong Jing's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared at the crimson jade slip in mid-air, her lips trembling violently, unable to utter a single word.

In the corner of the hall.

Sun Xu maintained the posture of holding the pills in both hands, his neck making a sickening "crackling" sound as he turned inch by inch like a robot.

He looked down at the Sky-Piercing Pill in his palm, which could allow him to directly enter the Nine Heavens Realm, and then looked at the jade slip.

The top-grade pill that he had just regarded as a priceless treasure now looked to him like a damp, expired Maltesers.

Martial arts with no upper limit.

The fire that devours the souls of alien races.

Fighting opponents of a higher level.

These words slammed into Sun Xu's head in turn.

Compared to this heaven-defying divine skill that can evolve infinitely, what is this breakthrough pill in my hand that can only be taken once?

Sun Xu felt a tightness in his chest, like a suffocating breath.

He spent a full 90,000 credits and opened nine jars to get this one pill.

Three poor students scraped together 10,000 yuan—their bare underwear—and with a casual flick of their wrist, they pulled out a peerless martial arts manual capable of destroying the world!

The immense shock of the contrast turned into a tangible acidic liquid, instantly overwhelming his reason.

Sun Xu rolled his eyes upwards, revealing a large expanse of white in his eyes.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

This Flying Realm expert, known for his cold noodles at Cangyun Martial Arts University, had his body taut and fell straight backward.

He simply and cleanly passed out on the cold floor.