Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 629 Turtle Light
Shen Jun said, "We first met in a small village. I ambushed his instructor, and he killed Fan Yongrui..."

"Later, Tian Wenhu hired someone through me to kill him... Then, in Hundred Peaks Valley, I was so intimidated by his strength that I had no choice but to bow down and acknowledge him as one of my own... Finally, it was in the underground passage of the Tree People World..."

Finally, Shen Jun sighed and said, "Back then, he was cultivating his body, while I was cultivating my strength. I was a small realm higher than him. Now, I have innate true liquid, while he is a lower-level grandmaster. He has surpassed me by five realms... Anyway, I never want to be his enemy in this lifetime. This kind of person is simply my nightmare. I have absolutely no thought of resisting him. He is too strong. Master, please don't blame me."

The Light of Redemption sighed, "Silly child, we've all encountered people like that. I witnessed Zhao Sheng's heroic figure firsthand. During the nuclear island war, he annihilated a thousand grandmasters with his fists; I was right there. He wasn't just unable to control his power; it was purely intentional..."

“I was less than three meters away from my teacher. He died, but we non-masters are all alive. Since then, all the Eagle Alliance members who participated in the nuclear island war have suffered from the infamous Dongjun phobia, which has become a shadow that has haunted two or three generations.”

Shen Jun paused for a moment, then said, "I've heard that Zhao Sheng was most famous for his Dongjun phobia. He single-handedly overwhelmed human demigods and demigods from the Ten Realms. Apart from the Demon Prison Lord, who was backed by a god, no demigod could reliably defeat him. To this day, there are still famous 'Dongjun factions' around the world that follow Zhao Sheng's martial arts and teachings and fight against the Demon Worship Cult. So... Zhou Leng might become the next Zhao Dongjun and spread Zhou Leng phobia?"

“At least, you’re already sick.” The Light of Redemption narrowed its eyes slightly.

"You...you must kill him, right?"

The Light of Redemption sighed and said, "Before I develop Zhou Leng phobia, I must kill him. You don't understand what we Dongjun phobia sufferers have been feeling for decades. We cannot allow another Zhao Dongjun to appear. That kind of fear and humiliation is enough to make us fight to the death."

"But Lady Xiyan..."

"Don't even mention Lady Xiyan, even the Heavenly Calamity Envoy can't stop us from eliminating the next Zhao Dongjun. Do you know that even the Crimson King has murderous intentions towards Zhou Leng?"

"Huh? Is it really that serious? Although the cult leader did suffer a slight loss, the difference between the two is too great, isn't it?"

"Haven't you noticed that his growth rate has exceeded our expectations?"

“We’ve found it,” Shen Jun said.

The Light of Redemption said, "After fulfilling His Majesty the Heavenly Calamity Envoy's mission and leaving the True King's Land, I will join forces with the older generation of Eagle Alliance Grandmasters and ask the Crimson King for help to hunt down Zhou Leng at all costs!"

Shen Jun was filled with enthusiasm and said, "My esteemed teacher, you are still vigorous and will surely achieve great success!"

“Of course!” The Light of Redemption laughed heartily.

As the law enforcer of the Demonic Cult, he had never been afraid of anyone except Zhao Dongjun, not even the Heavenly Calamity Envoy, so why would he be afraid of a junior?

Shen Jun thought to himself, as long as they don't involve me, everything will be fine.

However, you can't put all your eggs in one basket.

What if Zhou Leng finds out and comes looking for revenge? Who knows what kind of crazy thing Madam Xiyan might do?

Shen Jun parted ways with the Light of Redemption, found Madam Xiyan, and said, "Your Excellency, I have received some information, but I cannot disclose its source."

"explain."

“Someone is planning to gather forces to kill Zhou Leng after the True King Trial ends, in order to prevent the emergence of another Zhao Dongjun,” Shen Jun said in a low voice.

Lady Xiyan glanced at him and immediately knew the source of the information. Moreover, she knew the other members of the Demon Worship Cult very well and knew how severe Dongjun's phobia of the Light of Salvation was.

Whenever an equally matched opponent uses the East Wind Fist or the Great Sun Divine Skill, the Light of Redemption immediately goes on full defensive, escaping eight out of ten times, earning him the nickname "Nuclear Island Turtle Light".

"I understand, you can go now."

"Yes."

Shen Jun breathed a sigh of relief and quietly left.

Lady Xiyan thought for a moment and decided not to rush. She would inform Zhou Leng after the True King Trial was over.

"However, we must bring him into the sect as soon as possible. If he suddenly advances to the Martial Saint realm, it will be difficult for him to fall into demonic possession again."

Old Beijing, the Demon City, the mine.

After the mine car drivers finished their shift, they ate, drank some wine, gathered together, picked their toes, chatted, and talked nonsense.

The deputy captain of the convoy handed out cigarettes to everyone, then, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked at the new drivers and said with a smile, "You newcomers, tell us about your situation so we can get to know each other better and work together in the future."

A cheerful new driver laughed and said, "My situation? I'm not good at academics, I'm not good at martial arts, I can't do this or that. I heard that the Demon City mine has high income, so I came here."

"What's the situation at home?"

"My parents died in a monster attack five or six years ago."

"What about friends and relatives?" the deputy captain continued to ask.

The person continued to answer.

The veteran drivers were used to the inquisitive vice-captain. After all, he had to manage the team, so it was normal for him to know about the team members' situations. Moreover, the vice-captain was a very good person and would lend a helping hand to anyone in need.

Before long, it was Hu Yi's turn.

Hu Yi exhaled a long puff of smoke and said self-deprecatingly, "My situation? My mother was captured by the Demon Worshipping Cult last year, and my father was captured this year. I don't know what deep-seated hatred those bastards in the Demon Worshipping Cult had for me in my past life..."

The deputy captain continued to ask a few questions, some of which hit the nail on the head, and Hu Yi became emotional.

"Damn it, it's all that bastard Zhao Tong's fault! If he hadn't come to Rucheng and plundered the city, the Rao family wouldn't have withheld my mother's wages, and she wouldn't have had to change jobs and then get arrested... I'm speechless. It seems like our family is incompatible with the Zhao family. My father's pension and my job were fine before, but as soon as Zhao Cong became the governor, I became a homeless dog..."

"Take it easy, it's too scary..."

His fellow workers hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Hu Yi, fueled by alcohol, immediately stopped his rant.

The vice-captain looked at Hu Yi thoughtfully.

The chat ended, and everyone dispersed.

The deputy captain approached the mine's deputy manager and whispered, "I've found a promising driver. He's young, energetic, and has a grudge against the Zhao family. We can keep an eye on him..."

Water Island Magic City.

Chen Shouhu frowned as he looked at the latest intelligence on the Demon City Army.

The sirens have begun a large-scale mobilization of troops, preparing to attack the defenses of the Western Sea Demon City. At this rate, I'll likely have to be stationed there myself.

At that time, the cooperation with Tong Tianxia may be disrupted.

He gazed at the pitch-black night and, for some reason, recalled his earlier conversation with Zhou Leng.

On that day, in the world of Tree People, a giant blue butterfly rose and fell.

The two discussed the mistakes of the Tree People race, who refused to fully cooperate with Blue Star and the Demon Spirit World because of so-called tradition and old rules.

As a result, a large number of tree people were surrounded and slaughtered by the army of the Heavenly Calamity Envoy.
Zhou Leng wanted to help Maoshengzhigen and Xiaoyong, but Chen Shouhu held him back tightly.

At the time, Chen Shouhu said, "One person cannot correct the mistakes of an entire ethnic group."

Then, Zhou Leng asked a question.

"If, and I mean if, humanity makes a huge mistake, what will you do?"

Chen Shouhu silently gazed out the window.

He is looking for the answer to this question.

Rucheng, Wuwei Academy, Dean's Office.

"Damn it, Zhao Cong is causing trouble for us again. He's even replaced the vice president with his own people. It's clearly aimed at you..."

Wang Boxiong glanced at his subordinates, his expression nonchalant.

"Don't worry about such trivial matters. As long as we stay in Rucheng, that's a victory. By the way, how's the evidence against the Zhao family coming along?"

"It's still going on. Sigh, you don't know until you see it. Once you see it, it's shocking. I can't help but want to take action ahead of time."

"Hold still."

"Yes."

"By the way, doesn't the Xiang Kingdom have an overseas post? Let's keep it for now and send Zhou Leng there when we're about to make our move, to prevent him from getting involved."

"You really don't plan to involve him?"

“Some things, we can do them ourselves. He is humanity’s hope. If anything happens to him, it would be a loss that humanity cannot bear.”

"it is good."

Wang Boxiong added, "His promotion speed far exceeds expectations; he's already at the middle rank..."

After dismissing his subordinates, Wang Boxiong called Zhou Leng.

"You've returned to Rucheng?"

"I just finished having dinner with my family."

"After a while, we may send you to the Xiang Kingdom to hone your skills. Sending Grandmasters abroad is a common practice of the Martial Guard."

"it is good."

"Once you leave the Elephant Kingdom, you'll be close to reaching the Grandmaster or Martial Saint level. At that time, you'll need to find your own martial arts beliefs; otherwise, you'll never be able to ascend to sainthood. Based on my understanding of you, I suggest you travel the 25,000-mile route or go to Shangganling to gain enlightenment. Of course, you must enter the Ten Thousand Core Battlefield from the Western Sea Demon City to experience the most tragic battle fought by humanity's ancestors."

"Good!" Zhou Leng thought to himself that it was good to have someone to guide him. For an ordinary martial artist, just finding the right path could take years or even decades to complete.

“If you have nothing to do recently, go to Xiang Kingdom to cultivate for half a year. Although Xiang Kingdom is chaotic, it has many experts. Remember to contact the Xiang Kingdom forces of the Dongjun Sect. There is a Martial Saint there, and other forces will not dare to touch you.” After thinking it over, Wang Boxiong still felt that it would be best to get rid of Zhou Leng first.

"I don't have time. I'm going to the True King Trial... Hmm? Someone from the Treant World is looking for me."

"The True King Trial is indeed a top-tier treasure land. However, given your sensitive identity, try not to kill giants and dragons. If you must, do it secretly and without being discovered."

"I see."

"Alright, let's go see the Tree Man."

"Thank you, junior apprentice."

The phone hangs up.

"You little brat..." Wang Boxiong laughed and cursed, taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

His gaze, like the rising smoke, flickered and drifted aimlessly.

The sound of a flute accompanied Zhao Cong's words.

"Do you dare go to the Zhao Palace?"

Outside the Furukawa Research Institute.

Zhou Leng looked at a group of tree people.

The leading Tree Master handed over a jade-green leaf.

The leaves emitted no scent, and their interiors seemed to be constantly flowing with liquid.

"By deliberation of the Ancient Tree Council, in gratitude for your assistance to the Treant race, we are gifting you a 'Mother Tree Leaf'. From now on, you are free to come and go from the Mother Tree and cultivate under it without restriction. You may also bring one additional person with you."

Zhou Leng was overjoyed. This qualification was in no way inferior to that of the Dragon Egg or the Ancient Road of Giants.

Apart from a few individuals like Zhao Sheng, no human being has obtained this qualification.

"Thank you, Mother Tree, thank you, Ancient Tree Council."

After their conversation, the tree man left.

(End of this chapter)