The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

"Heavens, I have never thought that a single person could eat to such an extent. This is definitely the number one person since ancient times!"    

Satan and Arthur, the two of them were in the control room of the airport, looking at the rising and falling flight. Arthur's sighs never stopped.    

On average, every ten minutes, there would be a flight landing and taking off. The entire Sky City airport had been so busy for more than half a month.    

The entire Blood Wolf Army was mobilized. More than twenty thousand people were distributed to every corner of the world. They were responsible for one thing, which was to find delicious food.    

All kinds of delicious food, fine wine, and even various snacks were sent to Sky City by private planes. Even the chefs of many big hotels and chefs of various specialties were half-kidnapped and half-tempted to be brought to Sky City by private planes.    

Yang Qiu even mobilized everyone in the world, as long as there were delicious dishes. In short, you just need to make a phone call. There would be a special plane to pick you up and bring you to Sky City. Even if it was a worthless snack, it would still receive a hefty reward. Then, he would use the special plane to respectfully send you back, and he would even get a free sightseeing opportunity.    

In short, all kinds of delicious food, fine wine, fruits, beverages flying in the sky, running underground, and swimming in the water were continuously sent to Paradise Island. The total amount of food that was sent every day was more than a few dozen tons or over a hundred tons.    

However, these foods were actually unable to supply Great Sage Suen's thin and weak body's eating speed.    

It was like a huge mouth that swallowed the sky, there was nothing it could not tolerate.    

Arthur looked at the laptop in his hand with a little depression. There was a dense flight information on it. His head was full of black lines as he kept confirming the order of the flight. He opened his mouth and asked:    

"Satan, do you think the boss will take us to that damn Immortal Realm?"    

Satan looked at the flight taking off from time to time. He was serious and serious, totally ignoring Arthur.    

He just quickly arranged the flight's entry and exit, and didn't even look at Arthur.    

Arthur threw the laptop in his hand away, then looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.    

"Oh my god, this terrifying existence. . . He's so gluttonous. I don't know if he's the most lawless being in this world. But I can be sure that he must be in this world. . . Look at these damn fellows, a serving of spaghetti. It can be sold for one million yuan and it can even be chartered for free. I'm afraid these bastards have never met such a generous boss, right? So is the boss. Is there no place to spend the money?"    

It had been three months. During the three months since Great Sage Suen arrived at the island, the entire Paradise Island had an average of four hundred flights landing and taking off every day.    

In these three months, the total amount of food was maintained at more than 50 tons per day, and it had never been the same.    

In these three months, the money Yang Qiu spent on chartering the plane was a terrifying astronomical figure.    

Not to mention that he spent a lot of money to buy all kinds of food, compensate for all the losses, and other additional expenses.    

In short, those bored economists had calculated a sum for Yang Qiu. In these three months, Yang Qiu had contributed two percent to the economic growth of the world.    

And the money Yang Qiu spent in these three months was the total assets of the Qing family.    

After this score was released, everyone in the world basically went crazy.    

They could not understand why Yang Qiu did this. They also could not understand why Yang Qiu was so extravagant.    

Of course, only the people of Paradise Island knew what was going on behind the scenes.    

Naturally, Yang Qiu would have other ways to compensate the Qing family for the money spent by the Qing family.    

During these three months, Yang Qiu had been in seclusion. He went straight to Holy Battlefield and met Feng Faangya, and then Situ Benlei and Ma Zhenyi's Six Brothers.    

During this period of time, Uncle Feng had been helping Situ Benlei. He also had Ma Zhenyi's Six Brothers guarding him, so he had no idea what was happening outside. He had used the special environment of Holy Battlefield to improve the strength of these seven men.    

During the three months that Yang Qiu had been in seclusion, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds to a terrifying extent. His current cultivation realm and strength was no longer suitable to be measured by the cultivation technique of a cultivator.    

He had finally understood the path that he should take as a true Human Clan.    

Feng Faangya and the others were the ancestors of the Human Clan that was born from the chaos of the heaven and earth. Therefore, they were born with all kinds of powerful and terrifying innate abilities.    

After that, the Human Clan had gone extinct. All the systems and cultivation techniques that they cultivated had disappeared. The only thing that could be considered half of the Human Clan had disappeared. It was the Yang family! Yang Jian had a saint-like body. This bloodline was the bloodline of the Martial Artist Alliance of the Mortal Realm.    

In fact, the martial artists had inherited the cultivation techniques of the ancient Human Clan. Of course, these cultivation techniques were nothing compared to the superficial knowledge of the ancient Human Clan.    

Therefore, Yang Qiu had chosen a path that belonged solely to him. His comprehension and breakthrough was an unprecedented path.    

He finally understood. What was the meaning of this path of martial arts?    

After breaking away from the system of cultivators, his cultivation had reached the peak of Xiantian realm.    

The Three Styles Of Chaos consisted of tens of thousands of things. Just by splitting apart the first style, it could be said to be ever-changing. He could even simulate any kind of so-called peerless martial arts.    

As long as he had the support of the Power of Chaos, it would not be a problem for him to create all kinds of peerless martial arts that only existed in martial arts novels.    

Ancient martial arts were originally the foundation of inner force. Only martial artists who cultivated inner force could be called martial artists. As for those who only knew martial arts, they did not even touch the threshold of martial arts.    

As for inner force, it was to cultivate one's own body. The energy produced within one's body was different from how cultivators borrowed the power of heaven and earth. However, the nature of inner force was no different from the Spiritual Power of cultivators.    

Of course, the thing he comprehended from his previous breakthrough was still there. He was still able to perfectly simulate the energy of various attributes. However, the foundation of all of this was the means of martial arts, the power of chaos as the foundation.    

Three months passed very quickly.    

"This is true power!"    

Yang Qiu looked up at the broken starry sky above his head and sighed silently.    

With this strength, it was enough for him to do something.    

He was afraid that only he himself knew how powerful he was right now. If he had to say to a certain extent, then it could only be described with one word.    

Horrifying!    

When they left Holy Battlefield, Ma Zhenyi and Situ Benlei arrived at a critical moment. Yang Qiu didn't disturb them and returned to Sky City.    

After returning, he immediately went to find Great Sage Suen.    

Three months of delicious food didn't cause any changes to Great Sage Suen, but he still looked skinny. However, he had changed into clean clothes and no longer smelled like that.    

Seeing Yang Qiu, Great Sage Suen was still holding a bottle of Marge Wine and drinking it as water. This wine was Qing Kaize's collection. All of Qing Kaize's collection was forcibly taken by Qing Ning from her big brother and sent to Great Sage Suen.    

"Great Sage Grandpa, are you satisfied? Now, shouldn't you tell me what I need to do to regather my soul?"