My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

Wang Xiangchi looked at the two unconscious students and beckoned to summon a couple of puppets.

“Take these two students to rest in the Traveling Palace of Magical Treasure,” Wang Xiangchi ordered. Because the signal coverage of Tianjian City was good, Pu Tao could remotely control these puppets.

“Complying.” an electronic voice responded.

At this point, after sending the students with dorms back, the assistant returned to Wang Xiangchi’s side.

Looking at the two students supported by the puppets, the tutor hurriedly said, “Senior, it would be better if I took them back to their dorms.’

“Sword Wuji must be sent home.”

“Does Sword Wuji go home every night?” Wang Xiangchi asked. “Yes, he has to take care of his mother,” the tutor answered.

“Tell me about his situation.’

“Sword Wuji is actually the most talented student in the class who could have been in the Heaven Level class with a full tuition waiver, but he chose to spend these few years with his mother.”

“These years happen to be the crucial ones, and because he hasn’t been able to focus on his Sword Dao studies, he lost his training value and got into the Profound Level class.’

“What disease does his mother suffer from?” Wang Xiangchi asked.

“It’s a strange disease that drains her life force. Even the Vice Dean who is at the Integration stage has seen her, but the cause still remains unknown.”

Upon hearing the tutor’s words, Wang Xiangchi took out a gourd-shaped artifact filled with some liquid and handed it to his assistant.

“Since this kid placed first today, as his teacher, I should acknowledge his

achievement. Inside this gourd is a small vat of Moon Dew Water, which can restore a small amount of vitality. Give it to Sword Wuji’s mother.”

“It can alleviate some of the pain. A bowl per day will suffice,” Wang Xiangchi instructed.

“Understood,” the tutor responded, holding the gourd of Moon Dew Water and admiring Sword Wuji’s good fortune.

The tutor held Sword Wuji and flew off with his sword.

“Creating a good relationship is the easiest thing to do,” Wang Xiangchi looked up at the sky and laughed.

Just then, Wang Xiangchi received a message from Xu Fan.

“Check if there is any unnoticeable Jade Bottle or some small gourd, small coin-like object on Han Feiyu,” Wang Xiangchi said puzzlingly.

Following Wang Xiangchi’s instruction, a puppet came over to Wang Xiangchi’s side with a Jade Gourd after a while.

At that time, Wang Xiangchi entered the room in the Traveling Palace and sent a call request to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan, who was refining an artifact, quickly accepted Wang Xiangchi’s call request.

“Did you find it?” Xu Fan asked eagerly.

“Master, I found it. It’s a Jade Gourd, but I couldn’t trace its origin,” said Wang Xiangchi.

At that moment, a light curtain appeared next to Xu Fan, displaying the Jade Gourd.

Xu Fan was thrilled in an instant. According to Zhu Jiao’s configuration, this thing was at least a starting level Immortal Tool.

“Alright, I got it.”

“Put that thing back. Han Feiyu is a key supporting figure.”

“Meet all this kid’s needs,” Xu Fan instructed.

“Understood, disciple is curious, why didn’t you recruit him into the Hidden Spirit Sect?” Wang Xiangchi asked curiously.

“You wouldn’t understand even if I told you, just do as I said.” “Yes, Master,” Wang Xiangchi said.

After ending the call, Xu Fan continued refining his artifact.

“I’ve noticed that all the characters I’ve encountered are local protagonists, Li

Xiaoyao, Feng Changning, Han Feiyu……. .”

“I wonder if there are people from my past life here to chat with me.”

“How is the world over there? Has the novel I’ve been awaiting updates on concluded?”

“Has the chip nation been built?”

As Xu Fan rambled, he seemed to drift somewhere in his thoughts.

In the early morning, thanks to Xu Fan’s help, Han Feiyu woke up on a soft large bed, having upgraded from a single room to a presidential suite.

Han Feiyu bolted upright, looking alertly at his surroundings.

Seeing that his clothes had also been changed, Han Feiyu’s face turned pale, as a dangerous thought crossed his mind.

Although he was just starting off as a Qi Cultivating Cultivator, he knew the value of the treasure he possessed.

Just as Han Feiyu was lost in his thoughts, two puppets carrying plates walked into the room.

One plate held miscellaneous items while the other plate was filled with Han Feiyu’s daily necessities; the Jade Gourd that he cared about the most was among them.

“This is the Master’s Traveling Palace. You fainted yesterday, and the master asked me to take care of you.”

“These are your clothes; they have been washed. And these are your belongings, check if anything is missing,” the puppet spoke in its unique electronic voice.

“Thank you,” said Han Feiyu. Seeing the clean clothes, his heart warmed slightly. Besides his parents, no one had ever treated him this well before.

Meanwhile, he also made a decision secretly; in the future, he must avoid fainting randomly.

At this moment, another puppet walked in, carrying breakfast.

“The master mentioned that this is your treatment for getting first place,” the puppet set it down on the bedside table.

“Thanks.’

Looking at the breakfast on the table, Han Feiyu quietly swallowed his saliva. A bowl of Spiritual Rice and Minced Meat Porridge, accompanied by three sauce meat buns was the breakfast combination he had always desired.

In the morning, on the dojo exclusive to the students of Class Xuanji second, all fifty students assembled neatly in front of Wang Xiangchi.

“Greetings, teacher!” Fifty students bowed respectfully in unison before Wang Xiangchi.

“Good,” Wang Xiangchi responded with a smile. He felt an odd sense of satisfaction, finding the feeling of being a teacher quite enjoyable.

“I was very satisfied with your performances yesterday, from now on, you are all my students..”