Second Yan Han Empire, Fufeng Protector Mansion.
Inside the great mansion of Sweet Water Well Lane.
Within the secret chamber, a flash of light occurred, and a door formed from light and mystery faintly appeared in the void.
The door seemed both illusory and real, as if being pushed open by an invisible force, when a figure slowly emerged—it was indeed Zhong Shenxiu!
"A day in the heavens, a year on the earth; ten days have passed..."
He invigorated his body, his True Qi circulated, and he found himself full of spirit, only feeling a bit hungry apart from that, with no other discomfort.
"Thousands of autumns in one dream, who knows me? It’s only a pity... in the end, I still didn’t succeed."
Zhong Shenxiu thought about the last scene in that Martial Arts world, and couldn’t help feeling somewhat emotional.
After the ten-year period had arrived, he had chosen the largest wormhole and, with the Mana of the Peak of Refining Evil Nine Layers, he had fiercely slain a Heavenly Demon and was ready to break through.
The Star Alliance had previously explored wormholes as well, but without any success; in the face of rules where technology was ineffective, they could only risk lives in attempting.
How could ordinary Special Forces compare to Martial Artists?
And how could Martial Artists compare to Zhong Shenxiu?
But when Zhong Shenxiu resolutely charged into the wormhole, he found he had miscalculated.
Just because a Heavenly Demon could easily come over didn’t mean he could get over there with ease.
Moreover, even if he did get over there, there was a high probability he would get slapped to death by the powerful Heavenly Demons that had been lying in wait for a long time.
In fact, he got lost between the distances of the two worlds, stuck in a very strange state.
If he were powerful enough, perhaps he would have stayed ’lost’ for thousands of years.
Of course, a mere Cultivator of the Gang Sha Realm would die within a few moments if they couldn’t hold on.
Existing between worlds, or perhaps ’heavens,’ was a very novel experience, and those without enough strength couldn’t survive it, just as ordinary people couldn’t live in space.
Therefore, Zhong Shenxiu made a decisive decision and chose to return.
"This time, I’ve made quite a bit all the same."
Zhong Shenxiu glanced at the Heavenly Show System:
[Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting: Third Level]
[Ten Directions Beast Skill: Third Level (Non-upgradable)]
[Profound Yin Soul Fragment: Third Level (Non-upgradable)]
[Heavenly Show Points: 70 (0%)]
[The Door of the Myriad Paths: Opening (0%)]
"Heavenly Show Points breaking through the major milestone of 70, it seems my final frenzy still managed to ’outdo’ the people of that world in some way..."
Zhong Shenxiu touched his chin: "The Door of the Myriad Paths is still slowly opening, it seems the next opportunity to cross will require some time. It’s just that all my Mana hasn’t been brought back..."
In the previous world, he had cultivated the White Bone Dao Book, fiercely breaking through to the pinnacle of the Gang Sha Realm, just one step away from achieving the Yang Gang Skill!
But at present, he was still a minor Martial Artist who had not yet begun to tread the path, experiencing a great disparity.
"As long as I cultivate the White Bone Book, with experience, entering the Dao overnight isn’t a problem; finding the right Evil Qi, I could recover my Mana within three months at most... But, the White Bone Book really isn’t that great of a legacy, and it’s missing the latter part..."
Having cultivated the White Bone Dao Book using a body from another world, Zhong Shenxiu held a certain authority regarding the cultivation of the Gang Sha Realm.
At that moment, his gaze shifted to the Ten Directions Beast Skill.
[Would you like to spend 50 Heavenly Show Points to complete the Ten Directions Beast Skill and break through to the Gang Sha Realm?]
The stupid system displayed a prompt.
"Break through the Gang Sha Realm? You mean to say, for a martial way of entering the Dao similar to the White Bone Visualization Method’s mantra, you’ll charge me 50 Heavenly Show Points to deduce and complete it, nearly my entire fortune?"
Zhong Shenxiu gritted his teeth: "This stupid system isn’t charging enough!"
Certainly, if the subsequent techniques were available, breaking through to the Gang Sha Realm would probably require only about 5 or 6 Heavenly Show Points.
That’s just the way it is.
Zhong Shenxiu got angry for a moment but didn’t bother with it anymore and prepared to go to the front yard for a meal.
Just then, a commotion came his way, drawing his attention.
The clamor grew louder as it moved closer toward the secret chamber, causing Zhong Shenxiu’s face to darken.
He had previously ordered that no one should disturb his seclusion. Although he wasn’t actually in this secret chamber and wasn’t worried about being disturbed, it would always risk leaking some secrets.
At this time, he just stayed still and quiet, waiting to see what was happening.
"Woof, the master has given orders that he is in seclusion and must not be disturbed."
Huang Xie’s voice came through.
"Hehe... Such a big show for a mere Evil Slaying Deputy Envoy. We have already come twice; this time, we must see Su Daoshi no matter what!"
"Er Ha mentioned weakly, "Our master has already asked the Colonel for a long vacation..."
Another voice arrogantly said, "We let it go the previous two times, but this time, the order came from the Fufeng Protectorate. Spiritual Crane Daoist has commanded, not even Feng Xixi can protect you. Ten days already, who has such a long period of rest?"
At the door, the siblings Su Tang and Su Wei stood guard, resolute, facing the visitors from the Protector Mansion.
"Hehe... Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."
The two looked at each other and made a grab with their hands.
Suddenly, their arms recoiled as if struck at their vital points by a venomous snake, trembling behind their backs.
The door opened, and Zhong Shenxiu stepped out: "My people, who are you to lay a finger on them?"
"Su Daoshi? What a display of official might!"
The messengers, one civilian and one military, wearing the attire of officers, scoffed coldly.
"Now that you know I’m an official and you are officers, how come you don’t pay respect upon seeing me? Have you forgotten the hierarchy?" Zhong Shenxiu sneered, nearly choking the two men.
"Alright, Mr. Su, the Protector Mansion has sent an urgent message, requesting you to immediately go to the city gates, ready to set out to suppress bandits!"
The civilian officer pulled his companion aside, lowering his voice, "This is also what Spiritual Crane Daoist wishes."
"Suppress bandits? Which bandits?"
Zhong Shenxiu sensed malice and couldn’t help asking.
"Of course, it’s the madman who injured the noble on the street, Lu Huolong."
The military officer said somewhat proudly, "As the Evil Slaying Deputy Envoy, naturally you have the duty to eradicate the unlawful. It’s a direct request from above."
"Spiritual Crane Daoist himself appointed you. Your past involvement requires you to fight valiantly with blood this time to clear your name," the civilian officer seemingly had some connections with Cloud Mirror Sect, speaking quite rudely as well.
"I see, may I have your names?" Zhong Shenxiu fell silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Lu Huolong had caused a big stir and had been pursued all this time. It seemed he was about to be caught.
Someone higher up didn’t like him and wanted to enlist him into the ranks as the vanguard, a continuation of his prior prominence.
Spiritual Crane Taoist, as the Daoist of Cloud Mirror Sect, had suppressed Feng Xixi and agreed to let him take action. Whether it was to clear his ties or die on the battlefield, pleasing the noble stayed a favorable outcome.
After all, he was just a minor piece that wasn’t paid much attention to.
A mere Ninth Grade, to die for the country was just to die.
The two officers smiled and nonchalantly revealed their names, "Please, Mr. Su."