Black Tech Internet Cafe System-Novel2

Chapter 847 Demonic God!

“Hu...” On the second floor in the Jiuhua City Shop, Mr. Fang felt the qi in his body. After training in the Cultivation Room for a long time, he had managed to increase his cultivation strength from level 8 to level 9.

At this moment, the essence transformed from the immortal peach circulated in his body and strengthened his physical form and the pure essences in his body. During the process, his cultivation strength went through a huge transformation!

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyue had just walked down from upstairs.

In the lounge area in the shop, the disciples from different major academies such as the Lingyun Academy and Shengjing Academy gathered together.

Coming for a friendly visit, the core disciples from the Heavenly Faction sat with them and discussed about cultivation strength.

“Hehehe... the two big disciples in our faction have rather high cultivation strength. Despite their young ages, they have respectively reached the seventh-tier and the ninth-tier of level 8,” Elder Xiao Yunhe said in pleasure.

“Look! Look at them!” At this moment, Su Tianji rolled her eyes at her two young disciples, Fenghua and Yuexin. “They are almost level 9 now, but you two haven’t reached level 8 yet. You must play the games more diligently; do you hear me?”

“Yes... Master...!” They looked dejected.

“However, talking about cultivation strengths...” Su Tianji pointed at Nalan Mingxue who sat nearby and said, “We must mention our Little Nalan who is a great example in the Celestial Warrior Association in our Dajin. She’s only in her twenties, but her cultivation strength has reached level 8!”

“In her twenties 21”

“Level 8?!”

The Heavenly Faction disciples looked at Nalan Mingxue in astonishment. “So powerful...!”

“Hey... here’s Xiaoyue! Here is Xiaoyue!” While they exclaimed, they saw Xiaoyue walking over.

Su Tianji immediately pulled Jiang Xiaoyue to her side and said with great sincerity and affection, “Xiaoyue, it’s been a long time since I last saw you. How is your cultivation strength now? Has it increased? Look at your elder sister Nalan; she has reached level 8!”

“Really?!” Jiang Xiaoyue said with embarrassment, “You guys improve so fast... I...”

“Um, you haven’t reached level 8, right...?” They comforted her. “You’re quite good already...”

“Yeah. She’s so young. In fact...”

“Burp!” Suddenly, she had a hiccup, and her presence rose sharply. “Huh?!”

“I...” Jiang Xiaoyue said doubtfully, “I seem to have reached level 9?!”

“What?!”

The games, movies, and TV Series could help people increase their cultivation strength, but...

The people with greater talents would increase their cultivation strength faster. This rule also applied in here, and the only difference was that the talent needed in the shops was the talent of playing games, which was quite different from conventional talent.

Of course, gameplay talents aside, if one had excellent cultivation talent or found a special cultivation method extremely fitting for one’s conditions, they could achieve great growth in cultivation strength with diligent training even if they had poor talent in gaming.

Anyone with one of the two kinds of talents could obtain fast progression if they worked hard.

Of course, the people with both talents would double the speed in their cultivation.

Nalan Mingxue belonged to the latter group, and her cultivation strength had been much higher than her peers due to her extremely high talents from the very beginning. Right now, her advantage over others was still obvious.

But...

“This damn girl has such great talents 21 Her talents

aren’t even inferior compared to those of people in the East Continent?” Having finished regulating his breathing, Mr. Fang walked down from upstairs and mumbled to himself.

On second thought, he wasn’t surprised. After all, the veteran players had played games in the shops for a long time and had watched many TV Series, accumulating lots of experience. However, the new players in the East Continent had comparatively weak foundations.

If the talented disciples such as Yu Yin, one of the key disciples of the Heavenly Faction, had entered the shop soon after it was opened, she would probably have reached level 9 by now.

But now, whether it was the skills that they learned from the champions in League of Legends or the Dao lecture given by Patriarch Subodhi, they obtained less understanding than the veteran players.

It must be noted that Patriarch Subodhi only taught Sun Wukong for seven years.

These people were not as talented as Sun Wukong who was born from the Heavens and Earth. But with a deep understanding of the fundamentals, their growth wasn’t slow.

In the past few days, Mr. Fang explained to them the content in the first few episodes of Journey to the West, doing the system’s task of ‘Challenger’s Tutorial School’.

However, the Origins Internet Club always promoted the combination of work and entertainment.

“Ah...” Standing up from his chair, Song Qingfeng stretched and said, “I’ll stop watching now...

“I’ll go to Dungeon Fighter Online to use up the fatigue points... then I will spend several hours playing League of Legends...” Allocating game time reasonably was a good habit.

“Ding Ding Dong Dong...” With crisp music, he entered the game.

– Meanwhile in the Half City Shop –

After the storm stopped, the flood gradually retreated.

After the rain stopped, the city looked clean and fresh after the washing of the rain.

Standing on the edge of Half City, one could clearly see that the other half of the city had completely sunk into the ocean, looking like a broken cliff.

The ocean waves below the cliff clashed with the black riffs. Looking out toward the distant ocean from the uneven edge of the cliff, the ocean looked darker the deeper it went.

As if coming from a distant dreamland, a faint singing rose with the ocean breeze, sounding like murmurs of ocean beasts. The words seemed to be in another language.

Standing on the cliff on the shore was a figure who was dressed in a dark green long dress, and her pretty long hair draped over her shoulders like ocean waves.

The two sharp fangs protruding from her red lips showed that she was a hybrid of humans and demons.

She stared at the distant Yellow Spring Sea. The turbid ocean water seemed to conceal another world underneath.

According to the legends, despite the undeterminable age, the turbid ocean was at least 10,000 years old, having a much longer history than the cultivators in Half City.

At this moment in the Half City Shop, a black cloud was bragging on livestream, “Scummy shop owner. 10,000 years later, I ensure you that he will call me Granddaddy with great respect!”

Then, it picked up a bottle of Coke and slurped through the straw. “Slurp! Ah!”

“He has no idea how great my clan is!”

From the prehistoric times, gods and immortals lived above the eternal high mountains and vast sky while the existences opposite to them lived in the endless darkness.

They were called demonic gods or evil gods. The darkness didn’t refer to a specific place.

No one knew where it was. Perhaps it didn’t exist in the mortal world.

In the dark and deep void, horrifyingly huge corpses half buried in the dust could be seen scattered around.

Carrying the roars of roaming ghosts, the yellow winds seemed to be able to tear open a person’s soul. historical

“We can’t defeat them on the center-stage battlefield...” a low roar as deep as the land rose in the void, “I think we should change our strategy.”

“How?” another voice said.

“We can take the road in the mortal world.”

“Our clan has planned this for a long time... It’s time to carry it out. The Heaven-Devouring Turtle has absorbed enough spiritual essence. And when the time is right...

“The weak mortals will pose no threat to us and will become a good food supply for our army...” The booming voice that was as deep as an earthquake said, “This is a good plan...”

In the endless void, a huge shadow waved its four feet and slowly moved toward a certain direction.

– Meanwhile, in the Jiuhua City Shop –

“Are you ready to take on Anton?!” With a casual glance, Song Qingfeng saw the picture of a huge turtle on Nalan Mingxue’s screen. This huge turtle was as giant as a prehistoric continent.

The Seventh Apostle Anton! It also had all kinds of horrifying coexisting monsters around it.