The Supreme God

Austin might be famous now, but he could not be for too long.

As soon as Billy found out about what happened to his brother, he would surely avenge him and beat the shit out of Austin.

Nobody believed that Austin could resist Billy's revenge. ...

... ...

However, Austin didn't think about it and just left the field with Evan immediately.

If it was up to him, he didn't want to fight. He even warned them about it. However, he didn't have a choice but to fight back when they attacked first. But the question was, would he apologize for it? Austin had no intention to apologize for what he had done. He just protected himself from the bullies.

It was against his will to let himself be bullied in consideration of the general interest.

Austin believed that it required a brave heart to reach the peak of martial skills as they pursued.

If he just wanted to stay alive without any ambitions, he could have just stayed as a leisurely and carefree grunt disciple. Why would he dream of being promoted?

That night…

Austin and Evan found the room arranged for them in the cottage area.

It was a small narrow wooden room.

Austin estimated that it was only about eight square meters. There was a wall with a moonstone inlay whose orange light spread and covered the whole room.

The only old furniture in the room was a table, a chair, and a bed.

was also a faint musty smell

doghouse. It is even smaller than the thatched cottage

Austin sighed helplessly.

room didn't bother Austin. That night, he was absorbed in cultivating the Golden

belly was a little bigger than a

a terrifying heat like the sun shining

temperature was high, but it didn't harm Austin's body. On the contrary, Austin felt his body becoming warm. It seemed that his refined blood was vigorous,

started cultivating the Golden Sun Scripture, the vital energy in his body gradually became golden, surging and scouting his

of the ordinary. That feeling had never happened when

...

Austin woke up Evan

left the cottage area, they passed by the pavilions, terraces, towers, and high-class

charge of this area–a thin and short steward with a long

I right? How can you afford to

the middle-aged man didn't believe

it was difficult for the new disciples to have so much money

buy more pills to promote their strength. Some of them would choose weapons, or exchange or purchase the secret martial arts books to

promote their whole strength. But surely, none of them would waste a lot

his greatest weakness now was his low-level vital energy, and the Energy-gathering Array would be undoubtedly helpful for him to cultivate the vital

worry. We got a small fortune and we want to change a living environment

man doubted about his fortune and span

themselves into the road of martial skills but wanted to live in comfort. These idiots were obviously wasting the vital energy crystals. The money spent on renting a house was enough to buy the pills, weapons,

do than

how to spend it. I assume you know the amount of rent