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.

faint musty smell

like a doghouse. It is even smaller than the thatched cottage of the

Austin sighed helplessly.

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

little bigger than a peanut, shinning with a dazzling light and

spot also spread a terrifying heat like the sun shining upon all.

contrary, Austin felt his body becoming warm.

energy in his body gradually became golden, surging and scouting

of the ordinary. That feeling had never happened when he cultivated the Purple

...

woke up Evan early.

passed by the pavilions,

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

to outer disciples, am I right? How can you afford

middle-aged man didn't believe

difficult for the new disciples to have so much

rather buy more pills to promote their strength. Some of them would choose weapons, or exchange

to promote their whole strength. But surely, none of them

his greatest weakness now was his low-level vital energy,

got a small fortune and we want to change a living

about his fortune and span a yarn.

with unspoken criticism. He thought that these young men were just two extravagant losers. They had thrown 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, and books

nothing he could do than to laugh

It's your money, so it's up to you how to spend it. I assume you know