Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 674 introduces
Zhang Xinglie remained silent for a long time before asking, "When they finish this round of arrests and start the next round, will I be able to protect my girlfriend, my child, or my child's child?"

Yang Mingyuan was unable to answer.

"What do you think I should do to prevent my family and my descendants from being turned into Demon Beans, White Lake Lotus Fruits, or the Corpse Throne?"

Yang Mingyuan was unable to answer.

Have you heard of anti-fraud?

Yang Mingyuan's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly.

Zhang Xinglie said, "You entered the Ancient River Ruins with us and know Zhou Leng quite well. Do you think Zhou Leng can ascend to sainthood?"

Yang Mingyuan pondered for a long time, then sighed and said, "If there were another ten years of peace, or if humanity could hold out for ten years in the Ten Realms War, he could not only, but definitely could, and might even become the next Zhao Dongjun, leading us to victory in the final battle. But... he doesn't have that much time, and neither do we."

Zhang Xinglie said, "Yes, I've always felt that he could become a saint, ever since I was a child."

The two looked together toward the main city of Xiongcheng.

Zhang Xinglie smiled and said, "If we can buy him one minute of time, then we would need 1440 people a day, about 50 people a year, and about 500 million people in ten years. If it's a master or a grandmaster, we can buy him even more time."

Yang Mingyuan remained silent.

"In a few days, I will return to Yunhua, go to Xiantian Mountain, and advance to the Grandmaster level."

"I knew you could do it!" Yang Mingyuan laughed happily.

"I know I can do it. Because I want to buy Zhou Leng a few more minutes to ascend to sainthood."

Zhang Xinglie smiled, and the extinguished belief in his heart was rekindled.

He stood like a blazing lion in the night.

Old Capital Demon City Base.

After receiving his salary and enjoying a few days of fun at the base, Hu Yi felt completely drained.

Holding his old phone with a cracked screen, he was posting all sorts of things in a group called "Anti-Fraud Group for Mining Farms," ​​offering his opinions and advice.

His group name is "Anti-Fraud King," and he is having a pleasant exchange of flying techniques with a netizen in the group named "J35 Trainee Pilot."

After the conversation, he put away his phone with satisfaction and boarded the shuttle bus to the mine.

He sat by the window, gazing outside, but his mind was filled with the words the vice-captain had said.

“Back when the Eagle Alliance was declining, people at the bottom of the Eagle Alliance were crying their eyes out online, and we mocked them a lot. The harshest thing I remember was, ‘You Eagle Alliance people can hold guns, but you don’t know how to use them.’ I’ve always remembered that…”

"Later I realized that it would be a shame not to use my excellent driving skills..."

"By the way, I heard that the demonization technology has improved further. If nothing unexpected happens, nine-tenths of the drivers at our mine will be laid off..."

"By the time of the Ten Realms War, it's uncertain whether this mine will still exist..."

“We are different from those above us; we have no choice from the moment we are born.”

The faint light from outside the window shone into the bus carriage.

Hu Yi sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, his left hand resting in the air as if turning a steering wheel, his right foot pressing the pedals intermittently, and his right hand gripping the air as if shifting gears, simulating a driving scenario.

The light shone on his face and on the corners of his slightly upturned mouth.

Furukawa Research Institute.

Li Yuanhe sat there blankly.

He received news from Wu Wei that two days ago, his father, Li Linhan, and several comrades-in-arms were captured and disappeared by the Demon Worshiping Cult.

He repeatedly confirmed with Wu Wei and asked his friends for help.

Having arranged everything, he walked out while deep in thought.

Ultimately, he chose to keep the secret.

He had known all along that Zhou Leng was at a crucial moment, and had even received guidance from several Martial Saints.

As long as one survives the coming period safely, there is almost a 100% chance of achieving sainthood.

Moreover, the chances of reconciliation are slim, and if it were leaked now, it would inevitably provoke Zhou Leng.

Moreover, the incident occurred two days ago, so the outcome was almost predetermined.

He calmly issued the order, then went out alone to search with his friends from the military.

Under the mother tree.

Covered in wounds, Li Shenkong and Zhao Cong dragged their weary bodies slowly toward the reinforcements' living quarters under the tree.

They weren't allowed to be in the tree, but they could rest under it.

Because they were willing to support the mother tree, they gained extremely long cultivation privileges.

A few days ago, the Tree People appealed to the Ten Realms for help, saying that anyone willing to participate in the battle of the Mother Tree could live under the Mother Tree and obtain its power.

A large number of warriors, dwarves, magicians, giants, and even dragons, especially those whose strength had reached a bottleneck and could not be improved, came to support the treants.

Just a few years ago, humans, spirit masters, and dwarves joined forces in the hope of opening up the Mother Tree for cultivation, but the tree people refused.

Now, it has been forced to open.

Zhao Cong glanced at the sword box on Li Shenkong's back and laughed, "Why don't you use your divine sword to kill enemies?"

Li Shenkong patted the semi-divine artifact longsword at his waist and said, "A semi-divine artifact is enough to deal with them."

"I've heard that your divine sword is different from before?"

"Yes, I had a small stroke of luck in the True King's Land."

"I heard that Zhou Leng has great opportunities in the True King's Land? I also heard that he has a high status among the giants and dragons, but neither the giants nor the dragons are willing to reveal too many details."

Li Shenkong smiled and said, "He did get some good fortune, but it wasn't as miraculous as the outside world says. He's a bit stronger than ordinary giants and dragons, but only to a limited extent."

Zhao Cong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I think so too. However, I heard that he also came here and is cultivating in the tree. I wonder what kind of bewitching potion he gave the tree people, because he hasn't participated in the battle yet."

Li Shenkong followed up, saying, "Yes, we fought a bloody battle while he reaped the benefits. It's really frustrating. By the way, Brother Cong, thank you. If you hadn't taken the hit for me today, I would have been seriously injured."

Li Shenkong looked at Zhao Cong, whose right shoulder was almost severed, with gratitude.

"Hey, brother, don't be so formal. I believe you'll save me if I'm in danger."

"of course."

The two chatted for a long time before parting ways to recuperate and cultivate.

Li Shenkong sat down to cultivate. After an hour, his injuries were basically healed.

Three hours later, my energy and spirit were fully restored.

The effects of cultivating the mother tree are unimaginable.

He opened the sword box, placed the Star-Slaying Sword on his knees, and gently stroked it.

Since obtaining that white light, the Star-Slaying Sword seems to have gained a soul.

Not only has their strength increased, but they have also gained abilities they didn't have before.

For example, identifying the enemy and secretly issuing warnings.

In the past few days of battle, thanks to the early warning provided by the Star-Slaying Sword, he dodged the sneak attacks of the multi-headed giant insects and demons, and even avoided the aftershocks of attacks from the demon demigod, whether intentional or unintentional.

But there was no joy on Li Shenkong's face.

The Star-Slaying Sword sensed Zhao Cong's malice.

Malice towards him, malice towards the sword.

Moreover, in recent days, Zhao Cong has been intentionally or unintentionally inquiring about information about the Star-Slaying Sword.

Zhao Cong had only asked this question when they were children.

After the two became acquainted, Zhao Cong also played with the Star-Slaying Sword.

After growing up, Zhao Cong never asked about the Star-Slaying Sword again.

Li Shenkong left the house, ate a meal, and met with Zhao Cong again.

Zhao Cong's gaze swept over the Star-Slaying Sword.

As they chatted, Zhao Cong unexpectedly brought up the Star-Slaying Sword again.

Li Shenkong found an opportunity and sighed, "It's a pity that the Star-Slaying Sword has changed and can't be given away casually. Otherwise, I would definitely lend it to you if you were in danger."

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhao Cong asked.

"Really, try it if you don't believe me." Li Shenkong opened the sword box and placed it in front of Zhao Cong.

Zhao Cong was half-believing and half-doubting, but reached out to grasp the sword hilt.

Clang...

The divine sword hummed softly, and a wisp of sword energy swept past.

Zhao Cong quickly withdrew his hand; a thin line of blood flowed from the surface of his five fingers.

"That damned thing!" Li Shen was so angry that he threw the sword box on the ground, and with a clatter, the divine sword fell out of it.

Instead of being angry, Zhao Cong was delighted and said, "Congratulations, Shen Kong, your divine sword has become even more powerful."

"Thank you, Brother Cong, for not holding this broken sword against you. You should go and recover from your injuries. I've never been able to control this sword; it's been like this since I was a kid," Li Shenkong said.

"This sword is indeed powerful. I'm going back to recuperate."

Zhao Cong hurriedly went back to his room.

Li Shenkong watched Zhao Cong's retreating figure, then bent down to pick up the Star-Slaying Sword and its case.

Li Shenkong lied.

In Zhou Leng's hands, in his sister's hands, and in the hands of several other people, the Star-Slaying Sword did not harm anyone.

Even when tested on ordinary orcs, demons, and siren captives, the Star-Slaying Sword did not release any sword energy to harm them.

The Star-Slaying Sword only wounds the most wicked.

night.

Zhao Cong left masked.

A dark figure followed at a distance.

Zhao Cong returned in the early hours of the morning.

After a long while, the dark figure returned as well.

A day later, Li Shenkong approached Zhao Cong, but Zhao Cong said that his injuries had not yet healed and he was unable to participate in the battle.

Li Shenkong had no choice but to leave on his own.

Once Li Shenkong began the battle, Zhao Cong left masked, heading outside the range of the Mother Tree's power. He entered a cave and revealed a token.

"Greetings to the Special Envoy of the Church."

Rao Mingxian and many other members of the Demon Worship Cult bowed their heads and bent over.

"The Throne of Corpses, how are the preparations going?"

“Recently, all members have intensified their efforts. All the men’s corpses have been sent to the Heavenly Calamity Army’s camp. They will be erected as a mountain of corpses and a throne will be built at the crucial moment,” Rao Mingxian replied.

"Good, very good. This time, Your Majesty, the Great Divine Calamity Envoy, will not break your promise, will you?"

"Lady Xiyan said that she and Lord of the Light of Redemption confirmed multiple times that His Majesty the Heavenly Calamity said that the First Throne would definitely be yours. Moreover, His Majesty the Heavenly Calamity doesn't seem to be very interested in the Corpse King's Throne; he's only interested in the Mother Tree."

Zhao Cong smiled and said, "Of course, His Majesty is so great, he certainly wouldn't care about something as mundane as the Corpse King's Throne. Only the Mother Tree catches his eye. By the way, I heard that His Majesty lost a treasure. Now, facing the Mother Tree, could..."

No one dared to answer.

Zhao Cong chuckled and said, "You guys continue, Rao Mingxian, let's have a chat."

The two walked to a deserted cave, where Zhao Cong activated the anti-eavesdropping magic artifact.

"Has the calamity brought a new method to target the mother tree?"

Rao Mingxian looked around and whispered, "According to our information, His Majesty could have solved the problem of the Mother Tree with the treasure, but the treasure is gone, and there were also losses... You know about that accident."

Zhao Cong nodded.

"Now, Your Majesty is preparing to kill the Mother Tree by extracting the power of the Mother Insect."

Zhao Cong sighed, "As expected of His Majesty, the God of Calamity. Only he could be so bold as to use the mother insect to kill the mother tree. The Zhao family will always stand on the right side."

“You’re right,” Rao Mingxian said.

Zhao Cong suddenly smiled and said, "I told you before that you lured Zhou Leng out, corrupted him, and recruited him into our Demon Worship Cult. What do you think about that?"

(End of this chapter)