The Days of Competition Chapter 107

The fish demon jumping over the dragon gate is like the college entrance examination for humans, which can be said to determine one's life. If you pass the exam, you can "shake your head and tail and fly to the sky", and if you fail, you will have to repeat the life year after year. If you really can't wait, you can find another way, either practice the Tao as a fish demon, or simply die and reincarnate, and try your luck to be a human in the next life.

Of course, in the vast universe, there are also many fish, snakes, dragons, and other demon cultivators who are determined to become dragons and will never give up. In order to meet the needs of these demon cultivators to jump the dragon gate, the Xuanyuan World, led by the dragon clan, has devoted all its efforts to developing various teaching jade slips, the mental journey of excellent new dragons, and the round light of jumping the dragon gate.

These are also considered as the internal circulation textbooks of Xuanyuan World, and are rarely seen by the outside world. It was Teacher Shen who relied on their tens of thousands of years of friendship to go to Xuanyuan World to get a few copies. Each jade slip condensed his and Qingjing's heavy hopes for Orion Hanjiang.

Orion Hanjiang lived up to expectations and studied hard like many students preparing for the college entrance examination, getting up at five in the morning and going to bed at midnight. Aiden Shao also regarded himself as a parent taking care of the examinee, temporarily putting aside his work and staying at home to take care of the grass carp spirit wholeheartedly. He also asked someone to reinstall the bathroom, installing a transparent bathtub that took up most of the bathroom, and connected oxygen and water circulation, so that Orion Hanjiang could soak in the pool and study in the most primitive and comfortable way.

The legs of the grass carp spirit turned into a fish tail, and the upper body was naked, leaning against the edge of the pool, his eyes half-closed, his consciousness immersed in the knowledge summarized by the predecessors in the world. As soon as he opened his eyes, there was freshly squeezed cool watermelon juice handed to him; if he tilted his head to the side, Aiden Shao would come over to rub his shoulders and back; if he rubbed his forehead, there would be a red sleeve to add fragrance, and apply cool oil from his temple to the center of his eyebrows, and massage carefully, fearing that he would have a headache because of studying too hard.