Longevity Martial Arts: Obtain Golden Affixes at the Start

"I summoned you here because I have some advice to give you. If you encounter any more monsters in the future, never try to fight them head-on. Don't be greedy for merit and act rashly..."

"Master's wife," Hong Lang seized the opportunity to ask the question that had been bothering him during the day, "What does 'low-level Yellow Rank' mean?"

"This refers to the grade of the demon beast. Our predecessors divided demon beasts into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow, according to their degree of threat. Even the lowest grade, the Yellow low-level demon beast, is far beyond the ability of a Blood Refining Realm martial artist to contend with!" Tang Chen replied.

Hong Lang was secretly shocked upon hearing this. If it weren't for the severely injured demon beast, if it weren't for his breakthrough to the Lesser Completion of the Blood Refining Realm, if it weren't for the Great Sun Tathagata Palm...

No wonder Wang Yan was so shocked; it turns out he had gotten a huge bargain.

As she was pondering, Tang Chen slowly got up, her body unsteady, and moved step by step into the room. Hong Lang was about to help her up, but she waved her hand to stop him.

A short while later, she came out of the house with a booklet in her hand.

"This is the 'Illustrated Record of Ten Thousand Demons,' which records various common demonic beasts, marking their ranks, habits, weaknesses, and methods of dealing with them."

Take this back and have a look, so you don't accidentally lose your life when you encounter a high-level demon beast in the future, and also...

Before Tang Chen could finish speaking, his body swayed and he stumbled, about to fall.

Hong Lang reacted quickly and got up to help.

"Mmm..." Tang Chen let out a soft moan, as if all her strength had been drained, and she slumped softly into Hong Lang's arms.

In an instant, a delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible.

Hong Lang's heart was pounding. What... what... what should I do?

"Master's wife... Master's wife?" Tang Chen didn't respond after being called twice.

Hong Lang picked her up and turned to walk into the house.

So heavy!

Tang Chen's body was much heavier than expected, far from being as light as she appeared.

Just as Hong Lang was about to place her on the soft couch, her body trembled slightly, and she wrapped her arms around Hong Lang's neck.

"Mother...I'm scared..." The soft, tearful murmur was whispered in his ear.

Hong Lang swallowed hard, feeling helpless. He tentatively reached out and gently patted Tang Chen's back.

The more he tried to comfort her, the tighter Tang Chen hugged him, shrinking into his arms as if only in this way could she find a sense of security.

Left with no other choice, Hong Lang sat on the edge of the bed, adjusted his position, and held Tang Chen in his arms, letting her snuggle against him.

The room was so quiet that only Tang Chen's breathing could be heard. Hong Lang didn't dare to move. After about half an hour, Tang Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She suddenly realized that she was nestled in the man's arms, with her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Who goes there!"

Tang Chen shoved Hong Lang aside, sat up abruptly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and shouted sharply.

"It's me! Master's wife! It's Hong Lang!"

Hong Lang spoke extremely quickly, afraid that if he slowed down even for a moment, his enraged master's wife would strike him with a palm and send him straight to meet the King of Hell.

Tang Chen glanced coldly at Hong Lang, then turned away, and the room fell into a deathly silence. Although Hong Lang could not see his expression, he could clearly feel the extreme anger.

A moment later, Tang Chen coldly shouted, "Aren't you leaving? Do you want to stay here overnight?!"

Hong Lang dared not utter another word, nor did he dare to raise his head. He grabbed the "Ten Thousand Demons Record" and rushed out.

Hong Lang only dared to stop when he was completely away from the town.

The moment Tang Chen opened his eyes, the fleeting killing intent that flashed across his face, though only for a brief instant, was chillingly real and not an illusion.

After Hong Lang had gone far away, Tang Chen slowly lay down on the soft couch. She twitched her nose and caught a whiff of Hong Lang's scent. This room... hadn't had a man in it for a long time.

How many years has it been since Shen Shan last entered? Five years? Seven years?

So long ago that she herself couldn't remember.

She only remembered those sleepless nights, the burning emptiness and torment in her heart, which made her anxious and confused time and time again.

She reached out and gently touched the spot where Hong Lang had just sat. A trace of warmth still lingered there. As her hand traced the area, a beautiful image rose in her mind…

No!

Tang Chen's body trembled violently, and he quickly withdrew his hand, suppressing the absurd thought that had just popped into his mind.

……

The next day, as soon as Hong Lang entered the martial arts school, Tanya and Tang Chen both looked at him, their eyes conveying completely different things.

Tanya's eyes held a hint of gratitude, along with a touch of confusion; she hadn't seen her mother so happy in a long time.

Since her father disappeared, her mother had been depressed and stayed indoors all day. But when she came home last night, she was all smiles and kept praising Honglang.

"Your junior brother Hong is not only handsome, but also very knowledgeable about painting. What a kindred spirit! What a kindred spirit! May I ask which family he belongs to, and whether he is married?"

Thinking of her mother's happy expression, Tanya couldn't help but shake her head. What exactly did my junior brother do at my house? Did he really only bring demon beast meat?

Tang Chen's eyes were full of threat, as if to say, "If you dare to tell anyone what happened last night, I'll kill you."

Hong Lang nodded to the two of them, and then began practicing his stance training.

After exchanging a few words with Tanya, the master's wife hurriedly left the martial arts school. It seemed that she had not fully recovered and had only come here today to warn Hong Lang.

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Looking at the panel in front of him, Hong Lang calculated in his mind that with the nourishment of monster meat and blood-nourishing soup, he would definitely be able to reach the Great Perfection of Blood Refinement within half a month!

This progress is incredibly fast; it's expected to reach the peak of the Blood Refining Realm before the end of the year.

Just as Hong Lang was practicing his stance, a triumphant shout came from the other side of the martial arts hall, drawing everyone's attention.

"Hahaha! I've achieved minor success in the Blood Refining Realm! I've succeeded! I've succeeded!" It was Liu Yuan's voice.

"Brother Liu Yuan, congratulations on successfully passing the level in just over a month!"

"Brother Liu Yuan, with your talent, you'll reach the Qi Gathering Realm sooner or later!"

"Brother Liu Yuan, shouldn't we celebrate?"

People around him continued to come forward to offer their congratulations.

Seeing this familiar scene, Hong Lang frowned slightly. Were these people robots? They didn't even change their scripts.

"Then let's go to Songhelou again today!"

"Brother Liu is so generous!" Everyone showered him with compliments once again.

Liu Yuan's gaze fell on Tanya, who was practicing with a halberd. He wanted to recruit this most promising martial artist in the martial arts school, but he had never found an opportunity.

When he broke through to the Blood Refining Realm last time, he had extended an invitation to Tanya, but she directly rejected him. This time, he planned to try again.

He walked over slowly and said softly, "Junior Sister Tanya, I just broke through to the Lesser Completion of the Blood Refining Realm today. I am overjoyed and would like to invite you to Songhelou for a gathering. I hope you will do me the honor."

Tanya wielded her halberd with great skill and grace, seemingly oblivious to Liu Yuan's invitation, not even lifting an eyelid, completely absorbed in her halberd technique.

She didn't take Liu Yuan beside her seriously at all.

Liu Yuan smiled awkwardly, still unwilling to give up, and took another half step forward. Just as he was about to speak to persuade her, Tanya suddenly twisted her wrist, and the halberd swung fiercely towards him. The tip of the halberd grazed his shoulder, and the force of the wind made his cheek sting.

"hiss!"

Liu Yuan gasped and instinctively took a step back, but lost his balance and fell to the ground.

A few suppressed snickers came from around him, making his cheeks burn and his anger flare up like flames, but he dared not speak out in front of Tanya.

Liu Yuan scrambled to his feet, his face ashen.

Feng Hu hurriedly leaned forward and whispered a few words in Liu Yuan's ear.

Liu Yuan frowned and his eyes flickered a few times, as if he was weighing something.

After a moment, he slowly nodded, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.