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

Although the God of Beasts was unwilling to reveal any more information, Wu You at least learned the name of that layered, flowing, boundless dark space: the Spirit Dimension, and that he had a believer in the Corpse Realm.

Then Wu You seemed to remember something, glanced in the direction of the room, and touched his chin.

He pondered another question: Should he inquire about the bestowal ceremony?

Based on the information that had appeared automatically earlier, Wu You only knew that power could be bestowed through a bestowal ceremony, but the information did not provide details on how to perform the ceremony, its specific steps and procedures, or what was required.

Although he did not know the process and operation of the bestowal ceremony, the God of Beasts, as a senior deity, must have known it very well.

But should we ask?

Wu You's silver eyes shifted slightly in the moonlight, and she hesitated for a moment.

However, since the other party already knows about the prayer from the believer, it shouldn't be strange for me to inquire about the bestowal ceremony.

Whether the other party will give it to you, and what they will ask for, are all things to be discussed later.

Having made his decision, Wu You walked into the house.

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, in Lanhe City, Wu Jing had lunch with Lin Xinmai and Xia Yu, and then shopped at the mall until evening.

The three girls lingered in the shopping area of ​​the mall for a long time, buying a lot of travel-related items, as well as martial arts supplies such as martial arts training clothes and basic protective gear.

After all that trouble, Wu Jing arrived home at around 9 p.m.

However, she had already informed Mr. and Mrs. Wu beforehand, so they didn't worry.

Wu Jing gently opened the door with her key and returned home, then walked towards her room.

As she passed the room next to hers, she paused, then pursed her lips.

She glanced at the door that hadn't been opened for a long time, her eyes flickering slightly.

Back in her room, Wu Jing sat down at her desk.

On the desk, the wooden box was still in its original place, and the bound book "Basic Martial Arts Swordplay (Part 1)" was next to it.

Looking at the wooden box on the desk, Wu Jing's thoughts drifted:

If a high school student like myself, who is completely helpless, can use this medicinal herb, then my parents should be able to use it too.

She knew best the effects of those small blood-nourishing chrysanthemums and bone-stabilizing flowers.

In just one night, she became much stronger, her complexion became rosy, and her energy level was noticeably higher.

Even if they don't practice martial arts, using it will at least make them a little stronger.

But what reason should we give them?

After a moment, Wu Jing shook her head, bringing her unfocused gaze back to something else on the desk.

Basic Martial Arts Swordsmanship (Part 1)

The stack of bound papers lay quietly beside the wooden box, the large characters on the cover reflecting the light of the lamp.

Her fingers gently stroked the cover.

If the medicinal herbs left behind by that person are so extraordinary, then this martial arts manual must also be something extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Wu Jing moved it in front of her, opened it, and began to read it carefully.

"The cultivation of basic sword techniques in martial arts begins with the cultivation of qi and blood..."

"The Thirteen Basic Sword Techniques..."

"Basic mental techniques..."

While Wu Jing was engrossed in reading the basic sword techniques of martial arts.

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My phone suddenly beeped with a notification sound.

Wu Jing paused reading and took out her phone.

Xia Yu: Wu Jing, which martial arts university do you want to apply to?

Wu Jing was taken aback. Why did Xia Yu suddenly ask about this again?

She had asked Wu Jing once before during a dinner party, and at that time Wu Jing said, "I haven't decided yet."

This wasn't Wu Jing being perfunctory; she genuinely hadn't made a decision.

She was conflicted.

On the one hand, she had browsed through the materials given to her by her homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, and naturally knew that the best among the thirteen martial arts universities was Xilin Martial Arts Academy—with the strongest faculty, the best facilities, and the most comprehensive range of majors.

On the other hand, she also wanted to go to Yinhua Martial Arts University in the neighboring Yinhua City.

It's not that she wants to force herself to be with Lin Xinmai and the others; she's not the kind of person who would give up her own choices for the sake of friends.

It's because Yinhua City is the closest to Lanhe City.

If she goes to school there, she can come back often.

She was now almost certain that some kind of monster existed in this world that attacked humans, and that it had even appeared in Lanhe.

She instinctively didn't want to go too far from home, so that if anything happened, she could get back as soon as possible.

Therefore, Wu Jing was torn between choosing between Xilin Martial Arts Academy and Yinhua Martial Arts Academy.

Looking at the messages on her phone, Wu Jing thought for a moment and then sent a message.

Wu Jing: I haven't decided yet.

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Xia Yu replied to the message very quickly.

Xia Yu: Hesitate, remember to call me if you make a decision.

Xia Yu had already made up her mind. Since the thick, strong legs were right beside her, what was there to hesitate about?

Just go all in and bet.

Anyway, she had already made up her mind; wherever Wu Jing went, she would go.

However, Xia Yu was also somewhat worried that Wu Jing might choose Xilin Martial Arts Academy.

She would be confident of being admitted to any other martial arts university, given her grades, but she wasn't sure about Xilin Martial Arts Academy.

Now, she can only hope that Wu Jing doesn't apply to Xilin Martial Arts Academy, or that she herself will have better luck.

Upon seeing Xia Yu's message, Wu Jing replied with: "Mm."

Xia Yu is also considered her friend. Although she usually calls herself by her first name and speaks very directly, sometimes even to the point of being a bit impolite, it's just her personality.

After replying to the message, Wu Jing rubbed her eyes and glanced at the time on her phone.

23:12

Wu Jing was stunned when she saw the time.

It was only a little before 10 o'clock when I started learning the basic sword techniques of martial arts, and in the blink of an eye, more than an hour has passed.

Wu Jing thought for a moment, but decided not to continue reading the basic sword techniques. Instead, she put a bookmark in the book, marked it, and then closed it.

Then, she washed up a little, changed into her pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

Because reading had taken a lot of energy, Wu Jing fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Her breathing became steady and long, her eyelashes fluttered slightly on her eyelids, and then she fell completely still.

After Wu Jing fell asleep, that incredibly vivid dream returned as promised.

But this time is different from before.

Some gaps have been filled. In her dream, Wu Jing stood at the classroom window of Lanhe No. 1 Middle School and saw for the first time the strange-looking monsters that were wantonly destroying and slaughtering people in the city, as well as the people with strange abilities who rushed up to fight the monsters without hesitation.

Although Wu Jing couldn't make out their faces clearly, she immediately recognized their black trench coats because—

She just saw her this morning!