Reunion

The next morning, Bai Yue woke up early. He began the day's training in the second-floor cultivation room. He had arranged to have dinner with Luo Feng and Wei Wen in the afternoon, and since it happened to be the weekend, otherwise, as senior high school students, they wouldn't have had the time.

Gene Energy was the foundation of all supernatural abilities in this world, and the most fundamental method of cultivation was to have the body absorb more Gene Energy.

To absorb more, better training methods were needed. Ordinary methods could only train parts of the body, while good training methods could even reach deep into the cellular level, making the cells hungry. Combined with advanced guidance techniques, this could achieve the goal of absorbing more Gene Energy.

Clearly, practicing World Destroyer could achieve excellent training results. World Destroyer focused on integrating all the body's power, regardless of Bright Force or Dark Force. At a high level of mastery, it could even draw upon the momentum of heaven and earth, achieving the effect of destroying everything with a single strike.

Bai Yue carried the Alloy Great Spear to the center of the training room and began practicing World Destroyer. In an instant, the second-floor training room was filled with flying spear shadows, each strike producing a piercing shriek as it broke the air—the sound of extreme power converging at the spear tip and vibrating the air. If the training room hadn't been built with a martial artist's destructive power in mind, using durable and resistant materials, even the residual waves from his training could have destroyed the room.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, over an hour had passed. Drenched in sweat, Bai Yue stopped and placed the Alloy Great Spear to the side.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the training room, assuming the cultivation posture of facing the sky with five hearts, and began absorbing and transforming Gene Energy. Half an hour later, Bai Yue slowly withdrew his posture. The cells in his body were saturated and could no longer absorb a single trace of Gene Energy.

After finishing, he communicated with the Dao Fruit through his consciousness and felt it was still difficult to shake. He wasn't discouraged, as he had long known it wouldn't be achieved overnight.

He stood up and felt the strength of his body, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth. His physical fitness should be at the Intermediate Warlord level, right? After this period of training, Bai Yue felt his punching power should have exceeded 16,000 kg. Combined with the fourfold power amplification from the fourth level of World Destroyer, relying on just this, he was confident he could defeat a High-level Warlord.

With a thought, four Flying Daggers flew out from his body, darting back and forth along different trajectories within the second-floor training room. With a whoosh, another Flying Dagger joined them, seamlessly integrating with the previous four to form a whole. The entire trajectory of their movement appeared graceful and agile, without any sense of discord.

Bang, bang, bang—several dull thuds rang out in succession as the five Flying Daggers shot straight toward the Force Tester in the corner.

"Beep, beep, beep." The Force Tester emitted a few prompt sounds, and the numbers on the screen kept refreshing: 35,900 kg, 35,867 kg, 35,942 kg...

To this day, Mental Power remained Bai Yue's strongest attack method. Because his innate Mental Power had completely disappeared, he could now only rely on his own cultivation, which progressed relatively slowly, barely reaching the High-level Warlord level. The attack power of each Flying Dagger had reached its own upper limit. Although he hadn't obtained any training methods for Mental Masters, he was relying entirely on his own exploration.

"Finally able to fully control five Flying Daggers," Bai Yue said softly. This was equivalent to a martial artist's fivefold power amplification. Since he had no training method for a Mental Master, he could only use the most basic method of training: while ensuring the attack power of each Flying Dagger, he increased the number of daggers he could control.

Training complete, Bai Yue, drenched in sweat, walked into the bathroom to wash up. He had started training as soon as he got up, and now it was almost noon. His stomach had long been protesting. As an orphan, he could only cook for himself after showering—how miserable was that?

At six in the evening, on a street next to the South Bank Residential Area, in a small restaurant along the road. As childhood friends, Bai Yue didn't choose any luxurious place; they went to the small restaurant they used to frequent.

He ordered a table of dishes that each of them liked, and Bai Yue chatted casually with Luo Feng and Wei Wen, mainly about his stories of fighting monsters in the Wilderness Area.

"Indeed, descriptions in books are ultimately limited. Some things you only know when you go to the Wilderness Area yourself," Luo Feng said, amazed by the danger of the Wilderness Area after hearing Bai Yue's account.

"Many of the privileges martial artists enjoy come from their contributions to humanity. If it weren't for martial artists shedding blood and sweat in the Wilderness Area, there wouldn't be peace for ordinary people inside the base cities," Wei Wen added.

"Yes, although it's undeniable that there are some useless scumbags among martial artists, as a whole, they have made great contributions to humanity," Bai Yue said. During his half-year in the Wilderness Area, he and his team members had been targeted by other human martial artists and knew about some shady things. But more often, martial artists hunted monsters, preventing beast tides and indirectly giving more ordinary people hope to live.

"How long are you resting this time? You've rarely come back in the past six months," Luo Feng asked.

"I'll rest for a few days first! In a few days, I'll take an assessment from the headquarters of the Limit Martial Hall. If I pass, I'll go to Hongning Base City for training," Bai Yue told them truthfully.

"Hongning Base City! That was founded by Hong, the world's number one martial artist. Old Bai, you're awesome!" Wei Wen immediately got excited beside him. After all, Hong's title as the world's number one was very famous.

"Not bad, Old Bai! You're about to soar to the sky. From now on, we'll have to rely on you for protection," Luo Feng said with a smile beside him.

Neither of them felt any jealousy toward their childhood friend's achievements. No one knew better than the two of them how hard Bai Yue had worked since childhood. Step by step, from a Junior Student to an Intermediate Student, then to an Advanced Student, and now becoming a genius among martial artists—the effort he had put in was unimaginable to others!

"Luo Feng, don't sell yourself short. I remember you became an Advanced Student at the martial hall a few days earlier than me. You're very talented. Actually, I think you could drop out like me and strive to become a martial artist instead of wasting time at school. Wei Wen, you also need to work hard to become an Advanced Student at the martial hall soon," Bai Yue took the opportunity to advise them.

He knew the future. Earth would face several major calamities. The invasion of the Nuolanshan Family, the carving up of Earth by the major human companies—many Earthlings would die. In the original story, with Luo Feng's help, Wei Wen survived until the Grand Finale and became an immortal, but who could guarantee there wouldn't be accidents!

"I'm still an Intermediate Student. I don't know how long it'll take to become an Advanced Student. Crazy guy, you could give it a try," Wei Wen said.

"There's only a month left until the college entrance exam. I've worked hard for so many years; it's not a good time to drop out now," Luo Feng said, a little tempted. After all, seeing his childhood friend become a martial artist and roam the Wilderness Area was inspiring. But on one hand, he hadn't yet reached the Quasi-Warrior standard, and on the other, his parents' attitude was also a problem. Given his family's circumstances, his parents had always hoped he would go to university.

"After becoming a martial artist, I heard a bit of news. Crazy guy, aren't you always worried about your little brother? The Water of Life! Produced in America. It can regenerate severed limbs. But the price is very, very high—30 billion!"

"Is that kind of thing real?" Luo Feng was very excited. This was a long-standing worry for his family. Bai Yue's news gave him a glimmer of hope, even though the price was indeed very high.

"It's real, but this thing is in high demand. There's a market but no supply; every time it's released, it's bought up quickly! Only by becoming a War God do you have the channels to easily buy it," Bai Yue told Luo Feng what he knew.

"I'll become a martial artist as soon as possible! Definitely, definitely!" Luo Feng trembled slightly with excitement.

After that, Bai Yue didn't stimulate Luo Feng any further. After all, Luo Feng would eventually walk the path of a martial artist. The college entrance exam a month later would be Luo Feng's first step toward becoming Lord Luo. Unfortunately, by then, Bai Yue would have already left for Hongning Base City. That was a bit of a regret—not being able to witness Lord Luo's awakening.

After eating and drinking their fill, the three chatted for a while before heading home separately.

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