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[Ding! Fang Fei joins Tianwu, Shenyuan+ group! ]
When Wang Jing saw this system information, he thought of it.
Eight stars means +100,000 groups of divine essence, and the peak of eight stars means 200,000 groups.
When Fang reaches the ninth star, maybe he will gain more divine energy.
"Making a fortune..."
Wang Jing had a smile on his face. Although he had only lost 300,000 groups of divine essence, he had now replenished 200,000 groups.
Once Fang Fei becomes a true god, he will have another chance to increase his divine energy.
"Oh, I really don't know how to spend the money!"
Wang Jing sighed deeply. He still had more than three million divine essences.
Afterwards, Wang Jing condensed more than one million groups of divine energy in the storage ring, and let the system control the divine energy at 2 million groups, preparing to take them all to the logistics department.
After all, he had to ensure that he received some allowances from his tutor and the dean.
"Um?"
Just as Wang Jing was about to leave, he felt someone hugging his thigh.
No, being held by a fat cat.
"what?"
Wang Jing looked at Miaomiao helplessly. Wasn't the cat still sleeping just now? How did it wake up in an instant?
"Give me some cat food." Miaomiao hugged Wang Jing's thigh and looked at him eagerly.
It just smelled the breath of divine energy!
many!
So many!
Miaomiao's saliva is about to flow out.
The little pig also woke up, but it did not run over to Wang Jing to ask for food.
Now Wang Jing is its master. It follows him around every day. Is it afraid of not having divine essence to eat?
The little pig went into the bathroom to wash up.
In desperation, Wang Jing also gave Miaomiao 50,000 divine energy. After all, all of his divine energy was contributed by Miaomiao.
Miaomiao let go only after he got the divine essence.
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When Wang Jing came to the logistics department again, he found that Lao Su had also achieved the status of a master.
Throwing a storage ring over, Wang Jing said, "Old Su, you have to work harder. You're only at the Junior Grandmaster level now. How long will it take you to reach the Peak Grandmaster level?"
Old Su's face turned dark.
God knows!
He is not a combat warrior!
Just a logistics guy.
"Principal..."
When Old Su saw the divine essence in the storage ring, his eyes widened and he asked, "So much divine essence? Where did you steal it from?"
“Bang!”
Wang Jing knocked Lao Su on the forehead and scolded him, "What are you stealing? I created that with my own ability. Otherwise, do you think that the mentor order I issued was a joke?"
“Oh, oh oh oh…”
Old Su covered the big swollen bump on his forehead, tears about to burst out.
It hurts so much!
The principal is now a peak grandmaster, while he is only a junior grandmaster, and is still no match for the principal.
Wang Jing said, "The Tianwu Association has recently established the Fifth Academy. If you have time, go there and try to achieve the status of a True King as soon as possible."
"I heard."
Old Su nodded and said with a smile: "Minister Fang..."
"Dean Fang!"
Wang Jing knocked on Lao Su's forehead again and reminded him.
Another big lump appeared on top of the big lump!
Old Su covered his head and said with a sad face, "Alright, alright, Dean Fang... Principal, you are really capable. You even managed to lure a troublemaker like Dean Fang to Tianwu. From now on, Tianwu will have a peak True King in charge. Awesome!"
Old Su also complimented him reluctantly, for he was afraid that Wang Jing would do the same to him again.
By then, it will be a triple package!
"What peak True King? He stole 300,000 of my divine essences, and last time he got a peak True God-level demon core in the Sea of Thousand Beasts. I guess he will be a True God in a few days."
Wang Jing smiled and said, "From now on, Tianwu will have a True God in charge. As long as Fang Fei cultivates to the peak True God level, then I will have the confidence to defeat the seven major schools."
Only then will Wang Jing become king!
Old Su looked helpless and said, "Principal, the seven major schools all have a history of thousands of years. Even though their principals are only peak True Gods, they may even have emperors standing behind them."
"Hmph, so what! I mean in public!" Wang Jing looked at Lao Su unkindly.
I didn't know there was an emperor behind them?
And that’s not all!
There may also be imperial and saint levels!
Old Su took several steps back, covering his head and looking at Wang Jing warily.
I really can’t fight anymore, my brain is going to be damaged!
"Alright, I came to the logistics department to tell you this. By the way, I'd like to remind the four deans that you must at least achieve True King status by the end of the year. Everyone should be more diligent recently. 2019 will pass quickly. Don't leave any regrets."
Wang Jing sighed, "By the beginning of the year, the two empires might make some moves. I'll have to retreat and practice, waiting for the next war."
Wang Jing also felt a sense of crisis.
The defeat in the Battle of Crystal Sea will definitely not let the two empires give up.
What's more, there are still many sects in the two empires.
Under the pressure of the Saint-level Sea King, how could these sects not join the war?
"I understand." Lao Su nodded. He also knew how to do some things.
After chatting for a few more words, Wang Jing left.
The next time it comes out may be in December or in the new year.
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