darknovel Chapter 286 Old Li Returns
Chapter 286 Old Li Returns
Chapter 287 Old Li Returns (Bonus Chapter for Discharge from Hospital!)
"Alright... So you infiltrated the royal city and blew up the energy mine, which is why the Ninth Rank went back to rescue Zhao Xingwu. He smacked his lips in disappointment. If every real person had one, the underground cave wouldn't be such a big problem."
"Yes, we should be facing a ninth-rank official from Giant Willow City now. He was chasing after Garrison Commander Wu, and the commotion from the recent battle should have attracted his attention as well."
"I just don't know if they'll come," Lu Hao said.
"Good! Lu Hao, if we can conquer the passage this time, you'll definitely deserve the most credit. Old Liu, your Magic Martial Arts Academy has produced a dragon!"
Upon hearing what Lu Hao said, Zhao Xingwu laughed and said that he had thought there would be many battles this time, but unexpectedly, he had no chance to use his skills this time.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it will be easy to establish a base here.
"Of course, you should learn from our Magic Martial Arts Academy's training methods. The more you learn, the more likely you are to cultivate a Lu Hao. Only our Magic Martial Arts Academy has this kind of training method," Liu Polu said with a smile.
Qin Fengqing, who was standing to the side, could hardly contain her laughter. Liu Polu was often not at school, so he didn't know Lu Hao's usual situation. If he knew that Lu Hao hadn't attended many classes at Magic Martial Arts School and had been spending most of his time in the underground cave, he would probably feel ashamed of what he had said.
Several grandmasters were also there, laughing and talking. Now the Nanjiang Cave was almost certainly secured, and all that was left was to wait for Wu Chuan and the others to return.
After that, you can basically establish your base smoothly.
"Old Chen—"
"He did a great job, using his self-destruction against a peak seventh-rank cultivator to create an opportunity for Lu."
As they spoke, the masters brought up Principal Chen, the principal of Nanwu Martial Arts School and the only high-ranking martial artist to die in the great battle.
Everyone fell silent, especially since Nanjiang and Wang Jinyang were both grandmasters. As grandmasters of Nanjiang, their relationship was naturally quite good. Wang Jinyang, who had also recovered from his victory, looked somber.
As the principal of Nanwu School, Principal Chen was arguably the person who helped Wang Jinyang the most. Back when Wang Jinyang was still a first-rank official, Principal Chen had supported him through his journeys south and north. Without Principal Chen, there would be no Wang Jinyang today. Wang Jinyang felt a pang of heartache. He had always considered Principal Chen as family, and Principal Chen had reciprocated in the same way.
Is this the tragedy of the weak—that their loved ones have died here?
Get stronger!
I want to become stronger!
Wang Jinyang yearned for power. If he were strong, he wouldn't be in this situation. If he had the combat power of Lu Hao, how could he have watched the principal perish without being able to do anything about it?
Lu Hao, standing nearby, didn't say much. He patted Old Wang on the shoulder and said, "That's how it is in this era. People are dying all the time. Death will come to everyone equally."
His own brother had also died, so he was the only one who could overcome this hurdle on his own.
As Wang Jinyang fell silent, Qin Fengqing, who was usually carefree, also said something, and scenes flashed through his eyes.
In the past, his father died in the underground silo, his comrades all died in the underground silo, and even the old principal died in the underground silo before. Was he angry?
anger!
However, he knew this was because he wasn't strong enough. If he were stronger, these tragedies wouldn't have happened.
So after he learned the truth about the underground caves upon entering the Magic Martial Arts Academy, he began to improve relentlessly, using every means to become stronger. His foundation was very poor, having only undergone one bone tempering, making him utterly ordinary. If he had performed normally, he might not have even reached the third rank by graduation. Therefore, for the sake of strength, he began applying to go into the underground caves. At the second rank, he went into the underground caves; Qin Fengqing was the first martial arts student to do so. Outsiders thought Qin Fengqing was domineering, arrogant, and unreasonable, daring to venture hundreds of miles into the underground caves at the third rank—that he was crazy, a fool. But they didn't consider that he could reach the third rank; would he really be foolish? Did he not understand the dangers of venturing into the underground caves? He did understand, but without going deep, there would be no gain, no improvement. For the sake of strength, he had already risked his life.
He risked his life countless times to acquire this strength, now reaching the sixth rank. Many say he rose to prominence only because he latched onto Lu Hao's coattails. But they fail to consider: if he didn't have the strength, would he have been able to seize the opportunity when it presented itself?
Martial arts masters each have their own sorrows, and every martial artist who bravely advances carries a responsibility and burden that ordinary people cannot imagine.
"That's... Li Changsheng?"
After a moment of silence, Zhao Xingwu suddenly turned his head to look into the distance.
Upon hearing his words, everyone looked in the direction he was looking, and saw a human warrior covered in golden light running towards them, carrying something in his hand.
"Truly immortal!" Liu Polu exclaimed. He had spent a considerable amount of time with Li Changsheng, and even though Li Changsheng had changed, he could still recognize him.
"Wasn't he dead? Now—this is Golden Bone? He's at the eighth rank?" Zhou Dingguo exclaimed, his eyes wide. He had personally witnessed Li Changsheng unleash that sword strike, shattering his Golden Bone and crippling him completely. How could this be...?
"Old Zhou, are you sure you saw Li Changsheng kill the eighth-rank official? How come he's in much better condition than before?"
"I'm sure, how could an eighth-rank official like me make a mistake about such a small matter?"
"Is that Fang Ping in his hand?"
"It seems so."
Soon, amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Li Changsheng led Fang Ping back to the entrance of the passage.
Everyone looked at Li Changsheng with curiosity as he shone with golden light.
This guy really didn't die, and what's going on here? He's even forged a golden body, does that mean he's reached the eighth rank?
Fang Ping was thrown to the ground, while Li Changsheng remained silent, maintaining his superior demeanor.
"Huaihuai, you old man, you repay kindness with enmity, don't you?" Fang Ping stood up, spat out the dirt in his mouth, and seeing the questioning looks from everyone, said nothing more, introducing Li Changsheng's situation: "Teacher Li has not reached the eighth rank, but his spiritual power has recovered, and he has forged a golden body ahead of schedule."
"His mental strength has been restored? And he forged a golden body ahead of schedule? What exactly happened to Changsheng?" Liu Polu asked.
He knew about Li Changsheng's situation.
When Li Polu asked, Li Changsheng didn't keep him in suspense and said, "When I unleashed that sword strike, my physical body shattered, and my spiritual power was on the verge of extinction."
He was indeed not far from death.
"Luckily, I had this kid. He took me away and, taking advantage of the opening of the Life Essence area in Giant Willow City, he looted a bunch of them. Under the effect of the Life Essence, I recovered, and even benefited from the misfortune by forging a Golden Body. Now I can say that I am half a step into the eighth rank."
Upon hearing Li Changsheng's words, everyone present fell silent. You mean a fourth-rank martial artist took you on a tour of a ninth-rank royal city, and then you stole a bunch of life essence from eighth and seventh-rank subordinates?
Did I bring you back to life?
Is it a beaver?
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