Ye Bingxue's Madness
South Sea University, Training Room Three.
Ye Bingxue's slender fingers gripped a bottle of Grade A Blood Qi Powder tightly. Her eyes shimmered with emotion, her expression complex yet resolute.
Since the final chapter of the World University Martial Arts League came to an end, her world seemed to have been completely swallowed up by dark clouds. The bright sunshine of the past had disappeared, leaving only endless haze and deep darkness.
They were originally filled with joy as they waited for Hua Qiang to receive the first-place prize.
When he returns in glory, we will embark on a journey back home together.
However, fate cruelly reversed the course of events at this moment.
Ten people ventured into that unknown territory, but only nine returned.
The contestants who came in second or tenth place all returned with obvious changes in them—their martial arts skills had improved, and they had undergone a complete transformation.
But Hua Qiang, the person she longed for, vanished without a trace, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.
Ye Bingxue's heart was filled with fear and doubt, as if she were in a desolate maze and could not find the way out.
Just as she was becoming increasingly anxious, James, the chairman of the Organizing Committee, appeared. His words were like a sharp sword, Ground Spikes straight into Ye Bingxue's heart.
Hua Qiang actually broke through to the Martial Saint Realm in the Marrow-Washing Pool.
This should have been a cause for celebration, but what followed was a cruel reality—according to the rules of heaven and earth, he was no longer allowed to remain in the Lower Realm, but was instead directly ascended to the mysterious and unpredictable Upper Realm.
At that moment, Ye Bingxue felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her whole body froze instantly.
The news was so sudden, like a surging tide that instantly overwhelmed her, leaving her almost breathless and unable to accept it.
Her mind went blank. Memories of her time with Hua Qiang flashed by like a revolving lantern. Would those beautiful and unforgettable moments just become distant memories?
After she had recovered a little, Wen Dao in a slightly trembling voice, "When will he be back? How can I see him?"
James shook his head with regret and said, "Once he's gone, it'll be hard for him to come back. Unless he can reach a higher realm in the Upper Realm and possess the powerful strength to open the barrier between the Upper Realm and Lower Realms, thus descending in person."
Or perhaps, he could defy the will of heaven and earth and thus return on his own.
Otherwise, only those from the Lower Realm who cultivate desperately, break through to the Saint Realm, and are then transported to the Upper Realm will have a chance to meet.
Hua Qiang's departure was too hasty, and the prize he deserved could only be collected by Ye Bingxue on his behalf.
The precious A-grade Blood Qi Powder felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in Ye Bingxue's hands at this moment.
Other strategic resources will be allocated and handled separately by the state.
Back home, Ye Bingxue tried her best to maintain a calm exterior, burying her inner pain deep within.
She forced a smile when facing her husband's mother and Hua Qiang's mother, even though they were her future in-laws, but they already understood each other implicitly.
She casually told them that Hua Qiang had gone to the Upper Realm and might not be able to return for a long time.
Upon hearing this news, Mr. and Mrs. Ye Wendao Man and Mrs. Hua Xingchen could not help but sigh repeatedly.
They were both proud of their son's rapid growth and amazed that he had reached the Saint Realm so quickly, a talent that far surpassed that of ordinary people, and even the word "monster" was insufficient to describe it. At the same time, they were also saddened by his separation from his family.
After that, Ye Bingxue returned to South Sea University.
She's like a completely different person. The once lively and cheerful girl is now like a wild little lion.
She locked herself in her cultivation room all day and night, cultivating tirelessly as if she never tired.
She swallowed bottle after bottle of precious potions without hesitation, and she especially regarded the Grade A Blood Qi Powder as the key to her breakthrough.
In each cultivation session, she poured all her heart and soul into it, her clothes soaked with sweat, but it could not extinguish the burning flame in her heart.
During this frenzied training, her strength soared like a rocket, and she actually reached the Martial King Peak Realm in a very short time.
At this moment, she tightly gripped the bottle of Grade A Blood Qi Powder in her hand, her eyes flashing with a resolute light.
She hoped that this bottle of potion would be the key to her becoming a queen.
As long as she can reach the realm of the Martial Emperor Realm, she will be one step closer to Hua Qiang.
Ye Bingxue closed her eyes tightly, mobilized all her Spiritual Power, and guided the medicinal power of the Blood Qi Powder to slowly circulate in her body.
Her body trembled slightly, as if she were under immense pressure, and she clenched her teeth, refusing to give up.
Hua Qiang's image kept appearing in her mind; he was the source of her motivation to persevere.
As the medicine continued to penetrate, she felt her meridians widening little by little, and her strength gradually condensing.
She seemed to see a glimmer of hope, a beacon of hope leading to a reunion with Hua Qiang.
However, she also knew clearly that this was only the beginning. Even after breaking through to the Emperor's Realm, there was still a huge gap between her and the Martial Saint Realm.
She was not afraid at all, because in her heart, her longing and love for Hua Qiang had long since transformed into an indestructible force.
This force will support her as she continues on her path of martial arts, traversing the fog of uncertainty and overcoming obstacles, until the day she stands shoulder to shoulder with Hua Qiang once again.
Modu Base.
Mo Yanran sat there, her face flushed red, her eyes fixed on the ground, one hand gripping the hem of her clothes tightly like a frightened bird.
Her slender fingers turned white from the force she exerted, and she kept stirring them. The hem of her dress was crumpled and wrinkled, as if it were telling the story of her inner panic and unease.
Mo Wuqiong sat opposite her like a majestic mountain peak.
His face was as cold and stern as frost, and his eyes were like deep, dark pools, yet at this moment, firelight flickered and danced within them, just like a volcano about to erupt.
"Daughter, how long are you going to keep this from your father?"
"Whose child is that in your belly? Who bullied you?"
Mo Wuqiong's emotions grew increasingly agitated, veins bulged on his forehead, and his body began to sway slightly, as if he were about to suddenly attack and hurt someone.
As the president of the Martial Arts Association in the Modu Base, he wielded immense power and influence in this region. Yet, he was completely unaware that his precious daughter had suffered such a fate. This was undoubtedly a deep disgrace to him.
If it weren't for his daughter vomiting frequently and looking extremely unwell during dinner today, prompting him to anxiously call a doctor, he would never have known that his daughter was actually pregnant.
Seeing that she could no longer hide the truth, Mo Yanran stammered, "Hua Qiang."
The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Thump"
Mo Wuqiong, who had just stood up in anger, was struck as if by a bolt of lightning and fell backward.
The face that was originally full of anger instantly changed, replaced by an irrepressible joy.
Damn it! That brat actually secretly ruined his own daughter.
If you want to sleep with my daughter, do you think I would disagree?
I would even wash her clean and put her in your bed.
Hua Qiang is a legendary figure. He broke through to the Emperor Realm at a young age, which amazed countless people.
And now, he has gone even further, breaking through the Saint Realm and ascending to the Upper Realm.
This is a feat that countless martial arts masters could never achieve even in their dreams, even if they devoted their entire lives to it.
This kid is only 18 years old, yet he stands at a peak that countless people can never reach in their entire lives, like a brilliant star hanging high in the vast sky.
"Hahaha..."
Mo Wuqiong burst into loud laughter, the laughter like surging waves, one after another, seemingly about to overturn the roof.
His face was filled with ecstatic joy, and he seemed to have fallen into a state of frenzy.
"Ah... Father, what are you doing? Have you been traumatized?"
Seeing her husband's state, Mo Yanran was filled with worry. She cautiously approached him, afraid that something might happen to him.
Mo Wuqiong managed to suppress his almost maniacal laughter with great difficulty. He grabbed Mo Yanran's hand and said excitedly, "Woman, you've done something amazing! Our family is about to take off!"
At this moment, he seemed to have already seen the glorious future of his Lineage, a broad road leading to the top, and all of this stemmed from the fate between Hua Qiang and his daughter.