The Wild Man's Blade Records

"Ah!" A high-pitched scream came from inside the room. Gao Jian, who was fast asleep, was awakened by the sudden scream. He opened his heavy eyelids groggily, his eyes filled with confusion. His consciousness seemed to still be immersed in the beautiful dream he had just had, and he appeared both dazed and sluggish, unable to distinguish between reality and dream for a moment.

Gao Jian and Bai Ping had traveled a long and arduous journey. When they arrived in Yangchun County, the sky was slightly overcast, and it was almost lunchtime. But the noise in the city continued unabated, and the pedestrians hurried by, their faces showing exhaustion, as if they were being tightly bound by invisible ropes, dragging them along in this bustling world.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the waves are surging. On a dilapidated arena, two figures are facing off. A figure appeared, a sinister young man in a blue outfit with a face full of hatred. It was none other than Tang San, a four-ring Soul Master from Shrek Academy. The other figure was a cheerful young man dressed in black, holding a rusty knife.

Seeing Gao Jian effortlessly defending against his proud, smooth combo attacks, and strolling leisurely toward him, Tang San's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. However, he still forced a cold smile and said, "Hmph, is that all you've got? Then go and head down the path to your death!" Before he finished speaking, the third deep purple spirit ring on his back suddenly flashed.

In a turbulent era, the government was corrupt and the country was in chaos. On this turbulent land, a demonic dragon, having cultivated to a high level in the Baishan River, took advantage of the chaos to stir up clouds and rain in the waters, causing unbridled suffering to the people on both banks, making their lives miserable.

"Did I... Lose?" Amidst the rubble and debris, a man's faint murmur could be heard. A moment later, the pile of stones trembled slightly, and a blood-soaked, almost indistinct hand emerged from the stones, groping the ground as if searching for something. Suddenly, the clouds and mist dispersed, and the bright moon hung in the sky.

The Zhenjing Dao Palace, perched majestically in the clouds, is shrouded in mist and haze, resembling a celestial palace in the void. Below it lie several sacred peaks, each dedicated to a lineage of venerable cultivators. After bidding farewell to Gao Jian, Bai Ping returned to his lineage's Lingfeng Peak and went straight to the quiet room where his master resided.

Gao Jian felt a flash of light before his eyes, followed by a dizzying spin, and found himself in a strange and awe-inspiring world. Twisted metal structures stretched towards the gray sky, and the ground was covered with crisscrossing energy pipes. In the distance, explosions and intertwined laser beams ripped through the sky.

Gao Jian suddenly said he wanted to drink milk tea and try her cooking. He started to develop ideas in his mind, so Dan Sha decided to try it out as a reward for him. Although she doesn't know how to make it, she's very eager to learn. Gao Jian, do you want to eat watermelon? That's perfectly fine. But what exactly is this "Coconut Latte," and why is iron added to a beverage?

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