Memories of the past flooded his mind, and York was a little dazed.Elementary school.“Daddy, Mommy! I’m the class monitor!”On this day, York, who was only six years old, returned home with his school bag and excitedly shared his joy with his parents.His mother gently took the bag and rubbed York’s head.”Baby is awesome!”“Mom, don’t call me Baby anymore!” York said shyly. I’m the class monitor now, so I need to be more dignified.”His parents burst into laughter.“Prestige?”His father picked up Xiao York and placed him on his lap. He asked, ‘”‘Then, son, what do you think a class monitor is?”“The class monitor is the most outstanding person in the class! The best child! My classmates are so envious of me!”“Yes, the most outstanding person and the best child. That’s true, but not all of them.” Class monitor,” his father said,” means responsibility. Do you know what responsibility it is?”“I know! Collect your homework!”“Yes, but not all of them.”“For example, when a classmate

A few ‘strong’ tree demon brothers gathered in a circle around the Rock Dragon Lizard’s eggshell brought by Aunt Jing Lan.Inside the eggshell lay various demon beast lumps of meat, processed long ago, along with a variety of ‘seasonings’ contributed by the tree demon brothers.Draken stood beneath the eggshell, his hands raised high. His iron palms, extremely white, seemed to have solidified flames. A layer of hot white halo condensed on his palms, adhering to the bottom of the eggshell, functioning as a makeshift stove.Now, Draken’s Iron Palm had surpassed its regular scope, qualifying as a higher-level martial technique. Nonetheless, for simplicity, Draken still referred to it as Iron Palm.Onizuka was speechless. This was the first time he'd seen someone using Iron Palm to cook hotpot!Moreover, it seemed a bit absurd for a high school student to master Iron Palm to perfection during a martial examination!However, considering Draken's feats during this martial examination, Onizu

"Why haven't you left yet?" Aunt Jing Lan inquired, her gaze falling on Onizuka, who remained rooted to the spot, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.Onizuka, too, felt a twinge of discomfort. "Yeah, why haven't I left yet..." he mused aloud.Due to unforeseen circumstances, the Ancient Star Continent had lost its teleportation device upon arrival at the Myriad Beast Mountain Secret Realm. Unlike the examinees who entered via the martial examination's mystic realm teleportation device, those from the Ancient Star Continent had their teleportation marks imprinted on the secret plane teleportation devices they brought with them.With the loss of their equipment, only their imprints returned to Great Xia. Unable to be teleported back directly, they were left to rely on the gate for transportation."Cough, actually, I have something to discuss with the Sacred Mountain Tree," Onizuka interjected, changing the subject. "Sacred Mountain Tree, I wish to negotiate a deal with you. I hope you'll

Tears streamed down Li Bindao's cheeks as she trembled with relief. "I'm glad you're back. I'm glad you're back. Good children! Wuwuwuwu..."[Heartfelt Approval from an Elder] progress +1, current (3/10).[Congratulations to the host for triggering the secondary function: He had shocked everyone at his own funeral!][Achievement-Unleashing Imagination, leveled up!] - Increase Substitution's efficacy by 10%"Draken, Draken, how did you survive?""Class President, Class President, what happened in the Myriad Beast Mountain in the past few days? Did you encounter any patrolling martial artists?""That's wonderful. Not a single one of our classmates is missing. Everyone has returned!""Jiruo, why did you bring a cat back?"Following a brief moment of shock, the students eagerly surrounded Draken and York, bombarding them with questions.Draken, observing the teary-eyed students, patiently addressed their inquiries one by one.Uriel, sensing the overwhelming enthusiasm of Draken's classmat

No wonder the white cat was incensed. During her critical juncture of near-fatal injury, she had no choice but to transform and relinquish her form to her sister, who shared the same physique but harbored different intentions.Thus, she entered a deep sleep, slowly convalescing. However, each time she descended into slumber, she'd sense her sister in jeopardy, compelling her to remain vigilant. What if she failed to rouse from her slumber?Were it not for the fact that the white cat would perish if she reverted to her true form, she would have perished at her sister's hands.Nevertheless, the laborious task of refining her sister's talent was taxing for the severely injured white cat, who found herself in a precarious mental state."Sister?" Rosie wasn't entirely certain she had a sister, but she instinctively trusted that the white cat wouldn't deceive her. "I've been spending time with Master recently.""What sort of game could pose a mortal threat... Hold on!" The white cat's voice