Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 521, though like a dream, is also real!
While listening to her eldest son, Wang Li, recount the strange dream he had the previous night.

While silently placing a piece of duck leg meat into the bowl of her youngest daughter, Wang Lulu, who was watching eagerly, Wang's mother, Han Suxin, was watching.

The little girl's big, dark eyes immediately curved into crescents, revealing a sweet smile with a missing front tooth, and she said in her childish voice, "Thank you, Mommy!"

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn yourself." Wang's mother couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch her daughter's chubby, soft cheeks.

As she spoke, she casually sat down on the other side. Her face was much paler than usual, with faint dark circles under her eyes. She seemed to have lost all her energy. She listlessly stirred the porridge in her bowl with her chopsticks, looking somewhat absent-minded. She said to her youngest son, Wang Luo, "Xiao Luo, eat more. You're still growing."

Seeing her youngest son's appearance, Wang's mother frowned: "Xiao Luo, are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale? Did you not sleep well last night?"

When her mother pointed it out, Wang Luo's body stiffened almost imperceptibly. She then shook her head weakly, her voice hoarse and slightly guilty: "It's nothing, Mom. It's just... it's just that I seemed to have a lot of weird dreams last night, so I didn't sleep well."

"So you had the same dream as your older brother?" the Queen Mother said irritably.

"No, not at all. I just dreamt that a terrifying old man who would become a 'God of War' in the future suddenly appeared and smashed into my head, and then he trained me hard all night..."

"Uh (~_~;)" ×3
The Queen Mother, Huo Qingfu, and Li Yuanzhu looked at Wang Li, then at their younger brother Wang Luo, exchanging glances, unsure of what to say.

Whether or not Wang Luo actually got trained by his father all night in his dream is another matter.

How much must this little brother admire his father to dream of his father becoming a "God of War"!

Everyone present knew how unsatisfactory Wang's father's martial arts aptitude was.
If his aptitude were even slightly higher, how could Wang's father still be at the peak of the 12th level of Martial Disciple?

In fact, as Wang Zhenjiang approaches fifty, his vital energy and internal strength have begun to gradually decline and dissipate. No matter how much he secludes himself for arduous cultivation, everyone knows that his chances of breaking through to the level of "martial artist" are becoming increasingly slim, even almost zero!
Under such circumstances, little Wang Luo was still able to have a dream in which "his martial god father came from the future".

This really shows how deeply he loves his father!

He's such a filial son!

"Huh? 'God of War'? Zhenjiang can become a 'God of War' in the future? This dream isn't too far-fetched..."

The Queen Mother paused naturally, picked up the rough porcelain teacup beside her, took a sip of tea, and revealed a perfectly calm expression on her face.

"Ah Li's dad went into seclusion a few days ago, and he won't be out for at least three or four months. With all the commotion last night, I wonder how he is doing in the training room. It's really worrying..."

She sighed softly, her eyes revealing genuine worry, a worry that was half real and half fake. It was genuine concern for her husband, Wang Zhenjiang, but fake worry for him.

Yes. Putting aside others, at least the Queen Mother's biggest hope for her husband is that he will successfully break through the "Martial Apprentice" level and become a true martial artist during his recent months of secluded cultivation!
Yes, all you need to do is become a "martial artist".

It's not for any other reason than to satisfy Old Wang's dedication to his lonely and arduous practice over the past fifty years, nothing more.

Success would be wonderful.

As for what happens if Old Wang fails to break through to the "Martial Artist" level during his seclusion...

If we fail, we fail.

What's the big deal?

As a newly promoted martial arts saint, how could she not support a mere martial arts apprentice husband?
Yes, the Martial Saint!
At this moment, the Queen Mother's consciousness, like a whale diving into the deep sea, silently sank into the vast and boundless "inner universe" within her body.

With a heavy heart, she scrutinized the "Strongest Martial God Auxiliary System," which had initially brought her joy upon finding it, then confusion after its functions were activated, and now left her somewhat numb and even wanting to give up.

A system panel unfolded, and countless messages poured down before her eyes like a waterfall.

To be honest, this system is not only worthy of its name, it's downright insane and mind-blowing!
Since she unexpectedly obtained it, the Queen Mother felt that her martial arts knowledge, which she had built up over the past forty years, was like being thrown into a shredder and completely crushed into dust. Then, this system casually reshaped it into a form that even she herself found unfamiliar.

Cultivation level increased?

That's no longer as simple as eating and drinking; it's an expansion on the scale of the Big Bang!

In just a few days, she not only completed the "martial arts" path that she had painstakingly and diligently practiced for forty years but had not yet finished, but also crossed the realm barriers of martial arts, martial arts sect, and even martial arts master—realms that ordinary people would need to spend decades or hundreds of years of hard work and even great opportunities to reach—at a speed that even she herself could not understand and could be described as unreasonable!

And this is not the limit!
In the earth-shattering, seemingly god-level battle-like spatial anomaly last night, the martial arts within her, which had already gone completely mad, took advantage of the unimaginable immense energy and the manifestation of laws, like a swarm of sharks smelling blood, to propel her, the "vessel," to a supreme realm she had only dared to slightly imagine in fragments of the Federation's top-level classified documents—Martial Saint!
At that moment, the level of life undergoes a leap, and the entire martial arts system is transformed from the inside out. True Qi takes form, returns from emptiness to reality, forms a "sacred embryo," and transforms from human to saint, truly beginning to touch the root of the human body.

With only the nine transformations of the sacred embryo remaining, and that final step, one can glimpse the supreme existence of the legendary "God of War"!

It can be said that in this era when the "God of War" never appeared in the Great Han Federation, a Martial Saint was already the very top of the pyramid of strength, power, status and everything else in the entire Great Han Federation!
If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shake the entire Great Han Federation, driving countless aristocratic families and reclusive sects with a history of thousands of years into a frenzy and creating a huge upheaval.

But all of this happened to her, a small farmhouse innkeeper in a remote suburb, who usually worries about daily necessities. It seemed so absurd and unreal, like a bizarre and fantastical dream.

But though it seems like a dream, it is also undeniably real!
(End of this chapter)