President, go away! - Chapter 588

The Immortal caressed my head, tying my hair and receiving longevity.A lone girl, Jiang Yuebai, ascends Ninefold Mountain to the Azure Clouds, only to seek the Immortal’s path, wandering the world and Cloud Stepping.The path of Immortal Cultivation defies the heavens.Compete with the heavens, compete with the earth, compete with people, compete with oneself.Senior sister recites ten scrolls daily; I read books until dawn.Senior brother swings his sword hundreds of times; I return amidst the stars with my lance.Master refines elixirs sitting overnight; my Pill Furnace Fire stays unextinguished!If I don’t exhaust myself through cultivation, I’ll exhaust others, aiming to make the entire Cultivation Realm cry from cultivation.[Focus on alchemy, due to excessive refinement, the pill furnace can’t withstand the pressure and explodes, Alchemy Skill Level -1][Continue alchemy with an iron pot and unexpectedly find fire control easier, herbs heat more evenly, Alchemy Skill Level +5][Congratulations, your Alchemy has leveled up!]Note: Early stage involves Immortal Cultivation Data Panel, has a satire attribute, no point addition, no rewards, no tasks, low appearances, discarded later stages, dislike, please do not disturb, abandon the book without notice!No CP!

Feng Yun was an ordinary young man who was unable to cultivate. One day, He got the inheritance of the Ancient Yang Demon Clan and a mysterious sword. With these he became a super genius and started his new journey from a small town to heaven, sweeping across the world, vying for the supreme existence.

Enter the Immortal Sect, cultivate the Immortal Dao.Others practice diligently and arduously, but Li Yunjing masters everything in one go, his comprehension defying the heavens.Understand the thunder magic, embark on the path of immortality.Practice the thunder magic, and take on the heavenly calamity.

When a gas tank exploded, Jian Qingqing transmigrated into the body of a little girl who had just died of starvation. Looking at the skinny, starving family living in a worn-down house that did little to shield them from the rainstorm outside, Jian Qingqing felt that she would soon die again. But she hadn’t expected her kitchen to follow her through time. Looking at the abundance of supplies in it, Jian Qingqing’s eyes lit up. Great! She wasn’t going to die this time!

Using the supplies in the kitchen, Jian Qingqing led her family as they opened up the land for farming and building houses. Unexpectedly, the high-yield grains led the entire country out of poverty. Everyone praised Miss Jian as a God that had descended to earth! She developed a method to process coarse salt into fine salt so that people could eat it with ease. The Emperor’s face was filled with tears as he said, “Miss Jian is really my lucky star!”

In the end, the whole world was unified and shouted, “All of this is due to Miss Jian’s hard work!”

Jian Qingqing said, “I just like to grow crops. I didn’t do anything!”

After her success, Jian Qingqing planned to find a nice, obedient husband to bring home. But what was up with the legendary prince who was ruthless, indifferent, and could stop children from crying? Why was he always appearing beside her?

Ming Zhiyan said, “I’m nice and obedient. Why don’t you marry me, Qingqing?”

Looking at the man who was clearly a wolf pretending to be an obedient dog, Jian Qingqing fell into deep thought.