High Martial Arts: My Blood Qi Can Be Increased Infinitely

The office is on the 108th floor, with a panoramic view of the city.

Yang Tianlong turned his back and looked towards the area occupied by the demonic beasts to the south, his eyes flashing.

"Yes, he visited 'Li Xin,' which was the only time he ever entered someone else's home."

"We can stop many things, but we can't stop rumors. Li Xin probably already knew the real cause of her son's death."

Rox's face showed displeasure: "Zhang Yong... how good could the mother of such a beast be? The reason she wasn't held liable is because she's an ordinary person; if she were a martial artist, her power would definitely be abolished!"

"Li Xin's husband, Zhang Yong's father, sacrificed himself at the 091 Warrior Fortress in the former Jiangnan Base City, which is closer to the sea." Yang Tianlong lit a cigarette, smacked his lips, and said, "The year he sacrificed himself should have been the year of the Twilight District Incident."

"Zhang Yong was raised by his mother alone, which led to some personality flaws, possibly due to the influence of the Twilight District..."

Rox snorted and retorted, "This has nothing to do with Chu Wen. Principal Yang seems to have the wrong person and has gone off-topic."

Yang Tianlong turned slightly to the side, exhaling smoke as he said, "Chu Wen realized he had acted impulsively. Or rather, he noticed a mother who had lost both her husband and her child."

"Zhang Yong certainly deserves to die, but what about his mother? She's just an ordinary person; how could she possibly survive?"

"Whom do martial artists protect in battle? Their own power and their ability to do as they please? Li Xin has never enjoyed a single benefit, enduring the pain of losing loved ones. And she's despised by the world—is this what she deserves?"

"Women like Li Xin are not uncommon in this era."

"How many of the rebellion cases and martial artists who have fallen into heresy that we handle each year come from such family backgrounds?"

"This kind of thing has always been a top priority in moral education; it's talked about every year, and it happens every year."

"Over the years, the major martial arts families have monopolized resources, and the only way out for those at the bottom is to fight against monsters... People's hearts have begun to fall apart."

"In the past, Zhang Yong's case would have been a special case, repeatedly criticized throughout the entire alliance. But now... it only causes widespread panic. How many shady businesses have been bred by the corruption within the alliance..."

Rox, unwilling to continue the conversation, zipped up his casual clothes and wrapped them around his neck, finding some security in that. After finishing the exchange, he opened the door, and perhaps somewhat displeased, turned back to reveal a cold, stern profile, speaking calmly.

"Weakness is the original sin."

"If it were me, I would eliminate them completely. I, Artu Rox, will not let anyone who offends me get away with it."

"In this era, a woman's kindness will only make her a stepping stone for others."

Zhuge Lin shook his head helplessly and let Rox leave. This young genius of the Yatu family had always been like this.

Yang Tianlong plopped down on the corner of the table, slapped his thigh, and said, "Chu Wen might be able to help this little guy. At least the Yatu family has always hoped for Rox's return."

"If you can resolve Rox's inner conflict, the Yatu family will help you secure the position of the next special envoy."

Zhuge Lin smiled slightly and remained silent. The Yatu family's support? To him, it was nothing special. He lacked the strength to ever become a special envoy.

But then I thought, one is Chu Wen, who has a clear sense of love and hate, and the other is the Yatu family, a genius boy who ran away from home because of grudges and entanglements.

The future is truly unpredictable...

……

I got into Liu Shouren's car and returned to the unfamiliar streets and alleys.

"Brother Wen, just call me if you need anything, I'll be there anytime."

Liu Shouren originally wanted to invite Chu Wen to dinner to try and get closer to him, but he found that Chu Wen was not interested, so he wisely left.

You can choose not to gain favor, but you can't lose it; that's what makes someone a "shrewd person."

Chu Wen glanced at the fruit shop downstairs in the apartment complex and seemed to remember something, but then gave up after thinking about it.

Sitting on the subway, he felt the energy of the people around him.

This is a tranquility I've never felt in the wild. This is where humans truly live, completely different from the cold and loneliness of the wilderness.

Even he couldn't escape the crowds here.

Perhaps he deliberately wanted to take the subway and experience the crowds during rush hour.

As night falls, streetlights come on one by one, and roadside vendors slowly set up their stalls. Occasionally, you can see 'candied hawthorn vendors' walking through the streets and alleys with QR codes for payment hanging up their sleeves, accompanied by chattering children who curiously observe the passersby and skillfully call out their wares.

"Brother, want a skewer? It's so delicious!" A little boy ran up and handed over a skewer, while his other little red hand was clutching a QR code for payment.

Chu Wen then realized: Autumn had arrived.

It was early summer, and after a month in the wilderness, the weather had already turned slightly cool.

However, being a martial artist, he didn't feel much of a difference and was still wearing a shirt. The child seemed to have seen through this, which is why he took the initiative to come over; it was truly remarkable for someone so young.

With a candied hawthorn stick in his pocket, he wobbled and stopped in front of an old residential area.

This community is also a temporary resettlement community. It was originally abandoned, but it was reinforced and put into use to receive refugees from Jiangnan Base City.

With every step, you could hear the groaning of the stainless steel staircase.

Squeak~!

Behind the jarring sliding door, three memorial tablets were neatly arranged.

Inside are portraits of Zhang Yong, as well as portraits of a woman and a kind-hearted man.

A month ago, Chu Wen met a woman through someone's introduction.

The woman's words sounded weak and feeble, as if she were barely hanging on.

"I haven't been feeling well lately, so I've stopped going to my temporary job at the supermarket. Anyway, I'm on my own, so I can manage. I'll just muddle through and the days will pass by."

"I used to think those people were really crazy, but now that it's happened to me..."

"My wife died in Jiangnan Base City that year, and Yongzi was only two years old."

"My parents were in a blended family, and after I was born, they each remarried. I was the most unwanted one."

"So, I didn't want Yongzi to end up like that. I didn't remarry. I just want to raise him to adulthood properly."

"But Yongzi is very strong-willed. Learning martial arts costs money, and the pension is only enough for us to live on. I work part-time at a supermarket during the day and find a place to set up a stall at night to sell fried skewers. Business is barely enough."

"I really don't have much ability, and I can't afford to support him." Li Xin explained, as if worried that Chu Wen might misunderstand something, "But Yongzi is very well-behaved. He has been able to greet guests since he was a child, and the guests say that he is good at handling things."

"This is the first time he has learned to stand in a stance, and this is the certificate he received from the martial arts class."

That night, we went to eat KFC fried chicken. I know he craved it when he was a kid, but unfortunately I can't even fulfill that request.

"Tell me, if the child's father hadn't left, would the outcome have been different...? Why did he turn out this way...?"

"I want to go south of Jiangnan, to the real Jiangnan that Grandma talked about." The woman's face showed a hint of longing. "That fool always said that he wanted to be buried there when he died, and I want to be buried with him too."

"I was so stupid to tell you all this."

The day after Chu Wen met her, the woman died, smashing her head against the wall.

That meeting felt like a dream. He didn't know if he had acted too impulsively, nor did he understand Principal Yang's intentions.

A woman who had suffered greatly from the war should have been able to see her son one last time...

Under the moonlight, a wisp of golden hair swept across the entrance of the building as she coldly looked at Chu Wen.

Rox stood in the moonlight, the shadows of the trees swaying.

Rox looked at Chu Wen, his heart filled with unease, or rather, he simply couldn't understand.

What kind of person would sit looking at the memorial tablet of their enemy...?

Rox turned and left, disappearing silently into the darkness just as he had come.

Chu Wen did not sense Rox's presence and simply walked towards the streets and alleys.

The steaming hot water, the street vendors calling out their wares—everything seemed quiet in his world.

Among the pedestrians passing by on the roadside, several children were jumping and skipping beside their parents, but they couldn't move when they came to the stalls full of toys.

"Mom, I want this."

"Mom, I can't walk anymore..."

"Why buy anything? We already have tons of toys at home."

"You've bought so many of these cards, ten yuan a pack, while your mother only makes 20 yuan an hour."

"That means I can buy two packs in an hour! I want some!"

After wandering around, I returned to the old street, and the scene from a month ago reappeared.

The old building was creaking and groaning. People working the night shift slammed their doors shut, and cheap leather briefcases rubbed against their coats, making an unpleasant sound.

Not a single relative came.

Only Chen knelt inside the house and kowtowed three times.

Chu Wen stood outside for a moment, then turned and left without stepping inside.

The morbid babbling echoed in my ears.

"The real Jiangnan is south of Jiangnan."