Chapter 1245 - 1242

"What kind of remedial class am I opening...?"

Sun Xingyao rolled his eyes and looked at Master Fuli, commenting bluntly:

"You couldn't even see the W-axis before, so talking to you about space axis stuff is just asking for trouble, isn't it?"

"Unless it's absolutely necessary when you need to imprison a million people at once, otherwise, the space axis isn't something so easily accessible."

Though Sun Xingyao hadn't mentioned the [W-axis] before, Master Fuli has seen this ability.

The rocks thrown during the holiday, and the Witch King turning into a white light, destroying everything, all were applications of the [W-axis].

With the ability to manipulate the W-axis, you either have it or you don't; knowing about it without talent is just trouble.

Among over ten billion Dragon People, only about a hundred naturally have this potential; how could any random fox naturally possess [W-axis] manipulation?

"Besides..."

Sun Xingyao glanced at the Reverse Flow Waterfall, shook his head lightly, and said:

"The main reason I didn't mention it before is that, in my ingrained views, dimensional reduction deployment is just an old man's trick played on kids."

"Faced with an enemy of the same level, when you create a dimensional reduction membrane and lash it towards them, they could roll the membrane into a stick and fiercely whack your backside with it..."

"[Dimensional Reduction Deployment] for us is merely the threshold to touch [Twisted Reality]."

Filled with confidence, Sun Xingyao patted his chest, assuring Master Fuli.

The existence of [Dimensional Reduction Deployment] is a precondition for Dragon People's life sciences to ascend the [Cosmos].

Dragon People typically wouldn't use this against enemies because it's incredibly easy to break; when facing a strong opponent of the same level, it can't even break through the spiritual particle metal of the opponent.

However.

When dealing with those under [Primordial], dimensional reduction deployment is indeed an unbeatable capability.

A membrane can cover everything, reducing all into colorful graffiti, storing them in personal items, or imprisoning weakened enemies — a pretty good choice.

"When the holidays produce a plan, I'll give you a crash course, and you'll know what 'complete destruction caused by creation' is..." Sun Xingyao said happily:

"When you blow up an Immortal, then I'll slowly help you systematically complete your knowledge."

Dragon People science technology doesn't rely on brute force; it focuses on self-study and knowledge expansion, then amplifies the power of will through a fungal network, converting knowledge into combat power.

With Master Fuli having talent in this aspect, Sun Xingyao is naturally willing to pass on the hardships he's endured.

Hiding privately, charging fees?

Impossible. If Master Fuli doesn't attend class, Sun Xingyao will feel entirely frustrated.

"Is there something even cooler?" Lin Ying withdrew her gaze, looked at Sun Xingyao, and exclaimed with amazement: "Cool!"

"Uh... your style of speaking."

Seeing Lin Ying speak to him, blasting words like thunder on a dry land, Sun Xingyao froze.

"Just the influence of the Blessed Fox Transformation, nothing to worry about." Lin Ying, somewhat talkative, spoke with a face full of excitement.

Like Lin Ying, deeply blessed by Fuli, her sensitivity threshold becomes very low, often entering the joy of curiosity exploration due to trivial matters.

Upon witnessing Master Fuli attaining immortality, Lin Ying had long plunged into a jubilant mood.

Even while holding back, if she were a bit more uninhibited, Lin Ying would pin down Master Fuli now, and kiss him incessantly.

"Master Fuli, life has gotten better!"

Lin Ying, full of joy, pulled Master Fuli into her arms, gave his little fox face a big kiss, and waved to Lin Bingyun saying: "Call everyone, set up a few tables, our Master Fuli has eternal longevity!"

"Let them praise him to death; if not praised adequately, directly shove them into a two-dimensional foil and cannon them towards the sun!"

"Got it!" Lin Bingyun wholeheartedly agreed, taking out her phone to begin preparing the feast.

"It's not that serious, not that serious... later we'll all head to a seafood stall, fry up a couple of dishes, and that's enough, I still need to go home and sleep with Ah Qing!"

"They don't need to come, converting gifts into cash to my bank card would suffice." Ansheng quipped with a teasing face.

Attaining the position of Fox Immortal is indeed worth celebrating.

However, compared to formalities or capturing a spirit beast for a flag-waving ceremony, Ansheng prefers to go home, comfortably lay in bed, increase his physique, and enjoy a massage.

Everything today has piled together.

First, the Alaska Thorn Insect and Ink Green Frog, then knowing the cause of death in the previous life.

This isn't fully processed, and the landlord's old lady bounced out offering grand promises again.

Talking about secretly hosting the first interspecies elbow-bumping competition on Blue Star, winning it would fetch a launch-on-the-spot gift bundle.

Just hearing it makes Ansheng feel burned out.

...

After completing his ascent in Fox Immortal Palace, Ansheng tidied up the destruction traces at home, had Lin Ying help him with a bath, and after a midnight snack, chose to go home to sleep.

Back and forth, the time reached three in the morning.

Ansheng said his goodbyes to Lin Ying over the wall and slipped through the window back into his dorm room like usual.

"Huh? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Ansheng squeezed back into the room from the windowsill, seeing Ah Qing leaning against the nightstand, reading her phone screen with a small night light on.

"Xiaolan's back?"

Ah Qing's gaze shifted from the screen, catching a glimpse of the sneaky little fox on the windowsill, she grinned, showing a face of suppressed laughter:

"Hurry over, Momo's live-streaming a domineering CEO and a fiery little wife in the group!"

"What is that?" Ansheng blinked, leaped from the windowsill into the room, and approached Ah Qing, looking at the WeChat video on the phone screen.

"Actually, it's nothing major, just an out-of-town son-in-law visiting, returning home after drinks with relatives and friends, tossing his wife onto the sofa wanting to get frisky in the living room."

Ah Qing opened the WeChat video, showing a couple in their twenties arguing ferociously.

Ah Qing commented with a peculiar expression: "That toss directly hit the girl, drowsy from sleep, who got up to open the door, onto the redwood sofa, making the girl entirely angry."

"They're just arguing now, but the video above shows both sides using clothing racks to fight."

"Wow! Just hearing it makes me feel some pain..." Ansheng remarked in amazement.

"Throwing your wife at a Lingnan redwood sofa, her husband is quite bold, does he find life dull and want to see rivers of blood?"

The Lingnan Region's heavy humidity gives locals a deep reverence for stainless steel and wood furniture.

The wooden furniture is intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes; tossing someone onto it indicates rich life experience.

"Tsk tsk..."

Ansheng clicked his tongue, amazed at what Momo shared in the group.

The couple's fight had awakened the entire neighborhood, but the neighbors stayed silent, watching the drama from windows or balconies, all with their phones raised.

Momo, crouched on the balcony, recorded videos through the railing, translating and divulging the couple's argument content.

From trivial life matters to personal attacks and their privacy laid bare.

"By the way..."

The next live stream video hadn't started yet, and Ah Qing, seeming to remember something, looked at the little fox with a strange expression and said:

"I just discovered something."