The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

At home in Lanxing Residential Area.

The morning light peeked through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a thin, slightly whitish line on the wooden floor.

Wu Jing had just gotten up and finished washing up; her black hair was still slightly damp.

She stood in front of the desk, looking at the bound book of basic martial arts sword techniques and the half-open wooden box next to it.

At this moment, some of the exotic plants were no longer in the wooden box.

Wu Jing clenched her fist.

With her fingers bent and her palm clenched, the hand that usually held only a pen now felt a solid, unprecedented strength to her.

"I'm so much stronger now, does it actually work...?"

This morning, she almost crushed her plastic toothbrush cup by accident!

Although the plastic wasn't thick, she didn't use much force either!

"Moreover, this seems to be even more effective than the powerful medicine that Umaru and the others mentioned."

She had heard Lin Xinmai say that the Great Medicine could assist in martial arts training, but it was only an aid.

After taking the powerful medicine, it is necessary to combine it with martial arts training. Only through repeated training and physical exertion can the medicinal power of the medicine be absorbed little by little.

Moreover, even if one absorbs the medicinal power of a powerful medicine, it will take some time before noticeable effects are seen—not just a day or two, but several weeks or even a month.

But last night she just did as the paper said, first brewing a cup of that small blood-nourishing chrysanthemum, and then eating a bone-stabilizing flower.

After taking the medicine, she did not experience fever, pain, or any other abnormalities.

Then she slept like any other day, just like usual.

There was no training during that time, let alone martial arts cultivation.

Then she became stronger.

At the same time, Wu Jing thought about the dream she had last night.

She could clearly feel that the vague monsters in her dream, and the figures fighting against them, had become clearer than before!

The missing parts of the dream seem to be slowly recovering, like a painting that has been soaked in water, drying little by little, with the blurred colors slowly returning to their original positions.

Thinking of this, Wu Jing's dark eyes flickered slightly, her pupils reflecting the outlines of the various plants in the wooden box.

"It must be the effect of those small blood-nourishing chrysanthemums and bone-stabilizing flowers."

Last night, everything was basically the same as usual. The only variable was the cup of hot water with chrysanthemum and the osmanthus flower that she chewed up.

Those things not only changed her physical condition, but also her dreams.

The sudden and significant increase in her physical strength, along with the gradually completing dreamscape, made Wu Jing even more certain of one thing:

That means she has a memory problem!

The scenes in my dreams are probably the real ones!

If dreams are real, then those blurry monsters in dreams, exuding a kind of instinctive fear, are probably real too!

Wu Jing murmured to herself, "There really are monsters in this world..."

She snapped out of her daze, her gaze hardening, and reached out to the stack of papers with the words "Basic Martial Arts Swordplay (Part 1)" written on the cover.

And just then...

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Wu Jing's phone rang with two message notifications.

Her hand, which had been reaching for the basic swordplay techniques, paused, then moved from the edge of the paper to above the phone on the table, picked it up, and unlocked it.

It was a message from Lin Xinmai.

Lin Xinmai: Xiaojing, are you coming to school today?

Lin Xinmai: Today was the martial arts exam, and people from other schools came too, it was so lively.

Lanhe City is not large, and the number of people who registered for the martial arts exam this year was not large, so the martial arts exam was only held at Lanhe No. 1 Middle School.

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Before Wu Jing could reply, two more messages arrived.

Lin Xinmai: Although Xiaojing didn't register this year, she can still come and see the format of the martial arts exam. It will come in handy next year.

Ruby Lin: Come on, Xiaojing, it's my treat after today, let's go out and eat something delicious. (Cute emoji)

Looking at Lin Xinmai's message, Wu Jing pondered for a moment.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on the words "can be used next year too".

Last night, she didn't know that the medicinal herbs would be so effective, so she didn't have any hope and therefore didn't register for this year's martial arts exam.

But now, after taking those medicinal herbs, her physical condition has greatly improved, and the previously blurry parts of her dreams have begun to become clearer.

Thinking about those monsters that were likely to exist, Wu Jing felt a sense of urgency.

She understood that she needed power; only with power could she protect herself and her family.

Just as she was pondering the existence of monsters and the acquisition of power, an idea suddenly flashed through Wu Jing's mind:

If the earthquake in Lanhe last time was fake, and the monster invasion was real, then...

Wu You, who was identified as "missing," did not disappear during the earthquake at all!

Instead, they were more likely to be killed by those monsters!

When this thought popped into Wu Jing's mind, it felt like someone had stabbed her in the heart.

She clenched her fist tightly, her nails digging into her palm.

Her breathing became rapid, and something in her chest was heaving violently, as if it was about to burst out.

She clenched her back teeth so tightly that the muscles in her cheeks trembled slightly. Her eyes, hidden beneath her long bangs, were unfathomable, like the dark sky before a storm.

"Those monsters, are they...?"

"I will definitely avenge you..."

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The notification sound from her phone pulled Wu Jing back to reality.

Lin Xinmai: Okay, Xiaojing, just keep me company today.

Wu Jing took two deep breaths to calm herself down.

Her fingers paused on the screen for a moment, then she began typing.

Wu Jing: I'll be at school soon.

She understood that if she wanted to gain power, the martial arts examination was undoubtedly the best way for her to access it.

Although there's no chance this year, with those medicinal herbs, she'll definitely be able to enter the Martial Arts University next year through the Martial Arts Department.

She couldn't wait too long, nor did she want to wait too long.

Lin Xinmai, who had been staring at her phone the whole time, cheered when she saw the reply on the screen: "Yay!"

After tidying up a bit, Wu Jing prepared to go to school.

Before leaving the room, she took one last deep look at the stack of bound papers on the desk.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the large characters on the cover and making them shine.

Her gaze lingered on those words for a moment.

"No matter who you are or what your purpose is..."

"If I could really gain power..."

then.

Click—

A door slammed shut.

. . . . . .

The main venue is the playground of Lanhe No.1 Middle School.

Wu You sat in the center of the dais.

Here, he saw many familiar faces.

There are Chen Qingsong, president of the Lanhe Martial Arts Association; Feng Shan, the master of Fengxiang Martial Arts School; and Zhang Xiaowei, who was caught impersonating a martial artist in the martial arts league but has now joined the Investigation Bureau as he wished.

Seeing them, Wu You couldn't help but think of the smiling figure who had helped him so much.

"Uncle Lin..."

At this moment, Ye Yi, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, also walked up to the stage and sat down in the chair next to Wu You.

He turned his body slightly to the side and tilted his head towards Wu You: "What are you thinking about, so engrossed?"

Wu You shook his head, his silver eyes flashing slightly behind his sunglasses: "It's nothing."

Hearing Wu You's obvious perfunctory response, Ye Yi was not annoyed. She just smiled and looked at the somewhat noisy crowd below.

Below the platform, many people were watching the two figures on the stage and whispering among themselves.

A middle-aged man wearing a uniform black martial arts uniform and a badge around his neck that read "Lanhe City Martial Arts College Entrance Examination Examiner" whispered to a young man next to him, who was also wearing a uniform black martial arts uniform and an examiner badge:

"Director Ye himself came. It seems the higher-ups really value the military science department!"

His voice was low, but the surprise in his tone still seeped out between the lines.

The young man next to him immediately replied, "Indeed, to be honest, this is the first time I've met the director of the Investigation Bureau of Lanhe City."

Hearing the conversation between the two, a young examiner in martial arts uniform immediately chimed in, "But who is that white-haired guy with black sunglasses next to him? How come he's sitting next to Director Ye?"

His gaze lingered on Wu You for a moment.

"hehe."

At that moment, a calm voice came from the side.

"If I were you, I wouldn't ask such a stupid question."

The speaker was a middle-aged man with slightly graying temples, who was also wearing an examiner's badge.

The young examiner was taken aback for a moment: "?"

The middle-aged man didn't wait for him to speak and continued, "Didn't you see the gold emblem and the chairman's badge on his chest?"

His tone was very calm, as if he were stating common sense.

"Moreover, judging from the seating arrangement on the dais, that person is definitely the head of the household."

"To be able to get the director of the Lanhe Investigation Bureau to give up his position in Lanhe."

"That's definitely an even stronger expert than Director Ye!"

"He must be a friend of Director Ye or something."

Hearing the middle-aged man's analysis, the young examiner showed a hint of admiration and slightly clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "You seem to know so much about the Investigation Bureau? May I ask who you are?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I know a little, I'm Chen Qingsong."

The young examiner seemed to have heard the name before and immediately recognized him: "So you are the president of the Lanhe Martial Arts Association. I am from the next city and did not recognize you at first. My apologies."

(One more chapter coming soon! Bonus chapter! I have to add one!)