Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 444 Prince Consort
The two instructors discussed a few more matters, and Instructor Zou announced the dismissal. He then added Zhou Lengwu as a friend on WeChat and happily went back to recuperate.

Liang Baiyin rushed to Zhou Leng's side, looked up, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhou Leng, you've come to see me?"

Zhou Leng couldn't very well say he was just passing by, so he simply said, "Yes, I came to Xiongjing on business and happened to drop by to see you and Zhang Xinglie."

Liang Baiyin seemed to have thought of something, and looked aggrieved, saying, "Brother Zhou Leng, you promised to treat me to snacks, but you kept saying you were busy. If you hadn't come to visit, I would have thought you didn't want to talk to Xiaobaiyin anymore."

"No, I am indeed very busy," Zhou Leng said.

"Then these next few days, could you spend some time with Xiaobaiyin at night?" Liang Baiyin pleaded sweetly.

Zhou Leng said, "No, I have an appointment with Zhang Xinglie today, and we're going to the Ruins Museum tomorrow."

Liang Baiyin said, "That's great! I also have a spot at the Ruins Museum. I'll go with you tomorrow! Then we can explore Xiongjing together, okay? I don't know anyone here, and it's so rare for me to meet you. Don't abandon me, Xiaobaiyin. Brother Zhou Leng, okay?"

Liang Baiyin's voice was melodious and charming, as if she could wiggle her little bottom and wag her little tail at any moment.

Zhou Leng said, "I'm going to the museum to cultivate, so I might not be able to take care of you."

“Xiao Baiyin is very well-behaved and won’t bother you. Besides, Old Master Song has always told you to take care of me, so you can’t abandon me.”

Seeing that she had taken out Elder Song, Zhou Leng said helplessly, "Alright, as long as it doesn't interfere with my cultivation, it doesn't matter."

"That's great!" Liang Baiyin smiled happily, her lips red and teeth white, her beauty pure and lovely.

Zhou Leng suddenly asked, "Didn't you live in Xiongjing when you were a child, and then move to Rucheng?"

"Yes, you know that was when I was a child. I am more familiar with Rucheng now."

"Too."

"Are you going to find Zhang Xinglie now?"

"Correct."

"Then I'll walk with you for a bit, and I'll leave once you've seen me. I'll show you around Yunhua."

Zhou Leng checked the time and said, "Then let's take a stroll around Yunhua first."

"Great, wait for me."

As Liang Baiyin spoke, she ran into the nearby restroom. A moment later, she returned wearing a white floral sundress and black leather shoes. Her skin was fair and radiant.

The two walked side by side, touring Yunhua together.

Yun Huayuan was much larger than Liang Baiyin, who only selected a few famous places.

As the appointed time approached, the two went to Zhang Xinglie's dormitory.

As I approached the dormitory building, I could see Zhang Xinglie and several other students from Yunhua University chatting and laughing in the distance.

"Zhou Leng!" Zhang Xinglie waved excitedly to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng also walked over with a smile.

The animals around Zhang Xinglie kept glancing between Zhou Leng and Liang Baiyin.

"Did you bring your girlfriend?" someone laughed.

Zhang Xinglie said, "No, he's just a regular friend. His girlfriend lives in Rucheng."

"This girl seems to be Liang Baiyin, a freshman. She's quite famous among the freshmen. Apparently, her military training video was uploaded online and got hundreds of thousands of likes."

"This Zhou Leng is quite something."

Zhang Xinglie explained, "Liang Baiyin is our junior, and we're both from Rucheng."

After the two sides met and introduced themselves, Liang Baiyin greeted the senior students in a generous manner and then left.

Zhou Leng and the others walked outside together, preparing to have a meal.

Zhang Xinglie's friends were all from Yunhua Martial Arts University. The weakest among them was still in the growth stage, and the strongest was a True Liquid Innate cultivator, but none of them were as good as Zhang Xinglie.

They had heard Zhou Leng's name and stories from Zhang Xinglie many times before, so they didn't feel unfamiliar with him at all and quickly started chatting.

In addition, out of respect for Zhang Xinglie, they showed no arrogance and chatted and laughed.

Moreover, they could all see that Zhou Leng's cultivation level was higher than theirs.

Halfway there, several of Liang Baiyin's classmates walked towards them.

The students bowed and said, "Hello, Instructor Zhou."

Zhou Leng nodded slightly in return.

Zhang Xinglie and his friends looked at Zhou Leng with curiosity.

“We’re just honest students at Yunhua, and you secretly became an instructor? What happened?” Zhang Xinglie asked.

Zhou Leng said, "I am a specially recruited martial arts guard. I happened to be passing by, so Master Wang gave me a job. I just taught them a few things."

"Master Wang Boxiong?" someone asked.

"Correct."

Everyone fell silent. Even the pride of Yunhua paled in comparison to Wang Boxiong.

Wang Boxiong is a distinguished alumnus of Yunhua University.

They then realized that Zhang Xinglie had brought them here not to help Zhou Leng expand his network, but to help them expand theirs.

Martial artists are all big eaters. Eating stir-fries and hot pot is too much trouble, so they went straight to a barbecue restaurant, entered a private room, and ate, drank, and chatted.

The others were the hosts, and Zhou Leng was the guest. Everyone focused on Zhou Leng and discussed related matters.

Zhou Lengjian are all Zhang Xinglie's friends. They don't talk about private matters, but they don't hide anything from each other.

We first talked about the world of the Tree People, then the world of the Demon Spirits, and finally mentioned that we would be going to the world of the Dwarves in a few days to participate in the Trial of Divine Blood Magma.

On the surface, the students of Yunhua University seemed calm, but in their hearts they were filled with emotion.

They were the same age, but while he was still cultivating step by step, Zhou Leng had already gone to another world to make a name for himself, traveling thousands of miles and making friends across ten worlds.

One classmate raised his glass and said, "We initially thought you were just talented, but deep down you still believed Xiongjing was the best in the world. We all advised Zhang Xinglie to come to Xiongjing, fearing that Rucheng would hinder your martial arts. Now it seems we were just looking at the stars, while you were in the stars! No wonder Zhang Xinglie is always so energetic after meeting you and returning to Xiongjing; he's purely motivated by you. Come, let me toast you, wishing you continued success in your martial arts!"

Zhou Leng drank the glass in one gulp.

The more you drink and chat at the dinner table, the closer you become, and you can have all sorts of things to eat, from meat to vegetables.

Zhang Xinglie was unusually relaxed and didn't even need to use his internal energy to sober up, his face turning completely red from drinking.

As we chatted, the topic turned to the battle of the elves.

Everyone lamented that the elves were short-sighted and the tree people clung to outdated ideas.

Zhou Leng bought quite a few small gifts in the Tree People World, and then took them out to distribute to everyone. Although these things could also be found on Earth, receiving the original products was naturally different, and everyone was very happy.

Zhang Xinglie held up a leaf imbued with elven magic and asked, "You have a good relationship with elves?"

"It's alright," Zhou Leng said.

"So... how does it feel to be an elf?" Zhang Xinglie reeked of alcohol.

The others also drank a lot, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous.

"I'm not sure, but it should taste better than the orcs'," Zhou Leng replied seriously.

"puff……"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Some people sprayed their drinks on the spot, while others slapped the table and laughed loudly, all looking at Zhang Xinglie.

Zhang Xinglie's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom.

"A toast to the Orc Prince Consort!" Zhou Leng raised his wine cup high.

"A toast to the Orc Prince Consort!" Everyone raised their glasses in unison.

Zhang Xinglie cursed and drank the rest of his wine.

Amidst the laughter and conversation, the topic shifted to martial arts and the Ten Realms.

Zhang Xinglie and his group always managed to get firsthand information in Xiongjing and chat about everything under the sun.

They were all young people, full of vigor and high spirits. A while ago they were praising the progress of China, but a little while later they started talking about some ugly phenomena.

However, everyone kept their comments brief and did not express any strong emotions.

Before long, the conversation turned to martial arts.

As the conversation progressed, it turned into a discussion between Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie, with the others listening in.

Their understanding of martial arts far surpasses that of others.

The others didn't mean they didn't want to chime in; rather, they listened and took notes, afraid of missing any crucial martial arts knowledge.

At the end of the conversation, Zhang Xinglie said, "Your understanding of martial arts has improved so quickly. Could it be related to your experiences in the Demon Spirit World?"

"Thanks to the Demon Spirit Trial, my divine script level has improved significantly," Zhou Leng said.

One person asked, "What level is your academic expertise? Expert? Chief scholar? Or academician candidate?"

Some people laughed, thinking, "Can you just casually say you're an alternate academician?"

Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie exchanged a glance.

Others might not know, but Zhang Xinglie was all too clear about Zhou Leng's divine script strength.

He had long realized that the rapid progress in the level of divine script across the entire Dragon Kingdom… no, across the entire Ten Realms, was due to Zhou Leng's single-handed efforts.

Zhang Xinglie helped cover for them, saying, "More like an expert."

"He must be the youngest expert in divine script in the world. Come on, let's have a toast."

This is already the limit that everyone can understand.

After having dinner late at night, the two parted ways, and Zhou Leng went to the hotel he had booked near Yunhua.

The next morning, Zhou Leng heard the doorbell ring.

I gave Liang Baiyin the address yesterday, I didn't expect her to come so early.

Zhou Leng, wearing a close-fitting white tank top, opened the door.

"Brother Zhou Leng!" Liang Baiyin walked in happily, carrying a bag of fruit.

The two went downstairs together, had breakfast at the hotel, and then took a car to the Ruins Museum.

Along the way, Liang Baiyin chattered away like a lark.

After getting out of the car, the two stood at the entrance of the museum. Zhou Leng suddenly asked, "Did you take leave?"

Liang Baiyin quickly replied, "It's a day off today, no military training."

Zhou Leng didn't expose him, and said, "Let's go."

As the two reached the door, Liang Baiyin casually asked, "You made an appointment yesterday, right?"

"Do I need to make an appointment?" Zhou Leng had no experience, and Wang Boxiong wouldn't have mentioned such details.

Liang Baiyin slapped her forehead and said, "I forgot, you come to Xiongjing less often. Resources are scarce in Xiongjing, and many places require advance reservations. How about... we come tomorrow, and we can explore Xiongjing together today?"

Zhou Leng looked at Liang Baiyin suspiciously. Could it be that she wanted to spend another day with him?

"I'll give it a try; maybe I have the authority to access it." Zhou Leng felt that as a Yangtze River Scholar in the field of divine script, his authority should be sufficient.

People from the Divine Script Bureau regularly visit the Relics Museum.

"Then give it a try," Liang Baiyin said with a smile.

She had initially suggested asking her family for help, but then a thought struck her: if they couldn't get in today, they could spend one more day together, so she decided not to offer any assistance.

Zhou Leng took out his Martial Arts City identity QR code and asked at the entrance.

The staff member looked at Zhou Leng carefully, then scanned the code with the scanner and looked at the screen.

"drop……"

The staff member smiled and said, "You can come in directly without an appointment."

"Thank you."

Zhou Leng turned around and waved to Liang Baiyin.

"Can we get in?"

“You can get in,” Zhou Leng said.

Liang Baiyin's smile vanished, and she walked over sullenly, wondering what kind of authority Zhou Leng had used.

The ruins museum is not an ordinary place; without a special application, even people of high status are not allowed to enter directly.

After entering the museum, the two followed the usual route and went to the general exhibition halls first.

Although Wang Boxiong said to just go to the advanced exhibition hall, Zhou Leng was still curious about it, thinking that there might be good things in the ordinary exhibition hall as well.

(End of this chapter)