167: Chapter 120 Cosmic Furnace, Warfare Strategy_3 167: Chapter 120 Cosmic Furnace, Warfare Strategy_3 “With such character and willpower, you absolutely have a chance to take that one step towards ‘King’.
The General Level is not your final destination.”
The old white-haired man lamented; he was well aware that the Battle Group produced many strong individuals, but those who actually reached the level of King, becoming the supreme heroes and Legion Commanders, were as rare as phoenix feathers.
“Senior Zhang, why not consider letting me see your renowned ‘Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual’?
I’d be quite willing to die under such a perfect inheritance of Old Martial arts.”
Old Liang was quite indifferent, seemingly not valuing his own life much.
“Alright, alright, it seems it’s destined for your Hong Sheng to rise.
I’ve heard about your master Lei Hongsheng’s reputation; he’s considered a veteran and deserves respect.
Let’s just say we have fate but no destiny!
After all, it wouldn’t be disgraceful for me to admit defeat in this lifetime, so I acknowledge it.”
The voice of the old white-haired man was desolate, as if he had lost interest.
No matter how unparalleled one’s Power Body might be, how unique in the universe,
In the end, they would take their skills to the grave, filled with resentment.
I’ve heard others say that your ‘Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual’ can repair and compensate for all congenital and acquired injuries, ensuring that after advancing to the Specialized Level, the Power Body can reach one hundred percent completion.
Old Liang seemed curious and asked proactively.
“It’s not self-praise; among the ten major inheritances of Old Martial arts, aside from Martial Gods like Yan Haishan and Ning Yuanhai,
even He Lanchan’s ‘Void Meditation Technique’ and Qi Wuxiang’s ‘Sun and Moon Celestial Netting Ten Thousand Gods Spell’ cannot compare with my ‘Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual’ in terms of Power Body cultivation.”
The old white-haired man responded proudly.
“Is senior planning to consider making Shi your closed-door disciple?”
Old Liang asked again.
I have taken nine disciples already; if I cannot find a suitable seedling, I’ll give up completely.”
The white-haired old man sighed, feeling extremely unlucky that no matter how many administrative planets he searched, he could not find a promising talent.
“If senior is willing to swear to fully impart the ‘Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual’ to Shi, I could persuade him to inherit the mantle of Nanhuang Daoist School.”
Old Liang closed his eyes to think for a moment, then opened them and said.
“Would you really let him?”
The white-haired old man was surprised.
Frankly speaking, the boy Qin Shi’s talent is not unparalleled throughout history, not a lone walker in the Star Sea.
But he stands out in all aspects, with no weaknesses, making him a perfect choice for Casting Body!
He is naturally suited for the ultimate inheritance of Nanhuang Daoist School.
“To be honest, I’ve always been hesitant.
The Hundred Forms Refining Stance of Hong Sheng is a Water Grinding Method, which doesn’t show its power in three or five years, and He Lanchan’s technique only shows its might in the late stage of cultivation.
Besides that, I only learned the ‘Warfare Strategy’ from the military.
Personally, I believe the Life Domain formed by ‘Warfare Strategy’ is extremely strong.
I think it’s very suitable for Shi!”
The white-haired old man instantly understood, furrowing his brows and said:
“So you come from the Fourth Battle Group…
The ‘Warfare Strategy’ created by Marshal Qin is indeed simple and straightforward, but its downside is that it depletes potential, accumulates injuries, and barely succeeds in forging a Power Body, which needs the ‘Cosmic Furnace Secret Manual’ to reconcile.
You are quite thoughtful.”
Old Liang lowered his head, smiled, and touched his crippled leg:
“I don’t have much ability; I can’t obtain resources or help Shi with anything.
His journey will be very bumpy if he wants to go far.
If there’s guidance and protection from an expert like senior, I would be at ease.”
The white-haired old man felt empathetic; the inheritance of Old Martial arts was not easy; like a flame passed through generations, it could extinguish if not carefully tended.
Throughout my life, I’ve always been taught by the world how to do things, but I insist on going against it!
Just because He Lanchan couldn’t make it doesn’t mean I can’t!”
The old white-haired man, although appearing decrepit, was brimming with spirit.
Qin Shi, who had gone downstairs to buy cigarettes, saw the old man in the wheelchair convulsing and thought he had an epileptic seizure, quickly pushing him to run:
There’s a clinic nearby; bite something and hold on…”