Coming Home

A small training hall. Chen Daolin threw a punch, his fist moving at such incredible speed that it instantly created terrifying pressure in the air. A violent sonic boom rang through the hall as his immensely powerful punch slammed into the punching bag.

Thump!

"kg."

"Hiss." Chen Daolin drew in a sharp breath. His punching power had nearly tripled, increasing from kilograms to kilograms. Now, every punch carried nearly 80 tons of force!

The minimum punching power for a Beginner War God was kilograms. In other words, based on punching power alone, he now met the Beginner War God standard.

And that was just his own strength. If he added King Kai Fist...

Chen Daolin narrowed his eyes, sensing the pulse of power within him.

His aura slowly gathered and rose in silence. The air in the training hall seemed to solidify.

Chen Daolin's eyes suddenly flew open. His muscles tensed, and a tremendous force surged into his fist. He drove it into the punching bag.

His speed instantly broke the sound barrier!

A boom followed.

Thump!!!

The punching bag swung violently, and an astonishing figure appeared on the screen—

"kg."

He had unleashed five times his physical strength!

Chen Daolin broke into a delighted smile. "King Kai Fist is five times stronger now..."

That was right. After his physical attributes had reached the Elementary War God Level, King Kai Fist had broken through again, reaching five times his strength.

By the usual pattern, students had a twofold increase, Warriors had a threefold increase, Warlords had a fourfold increase, and War Gods had a fivefold increase. Chen Daolin had no idea what the pattern behind it was. Did each level add another multiplier? Somehow, he didn't think it was that simple.

King Kai Fist probably wasn't linked to physical attributes alone.

Chen Daolin looked at the punching bag, which was still trembling faintly, and sighed. "I'm really something now."

His physical strength alone had reached the Beginner War God Level, with a punching force of about 80,000 kilograms!

With the fivefold boost from King Kai Fist, that became 400,000 kilograms!

And with World Destroyer increasing his force output by 0.9 times, his punching power would reach 760,000 kilograms.

The range for a Beginner War God was—kilograms to kilograms.

The range for an Intermediate War God was—kilograms to kilograms.

The range for a High-level War God was—kilograms to kilograms.

At full power, his strength now far surpassed the limit for a High-level War God.

Even a High-level War God would be at his mercy.

He doubted anyone could match him except for a Peak War God warrior as monstrously gifted as he was, or a High-level War God-level Spirit Reader.

The rapid surge in his strength brought him deep satisfaction and joy.

Having the strength of a High-level War God meant he had become one of the most powerful people in the world, no longer an insignificant figure.

Even the head of the Jiangnan General Hall of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall was only a High-level War God—and might not be as strong as Chen Daolin.

After all, someone who had just entered the range of kilograms was a High-level War God. So was someone with a strength of kilograms. Even someone like Chen Daolin, capable of unleashing nearly 800,000 kilograms of force, was also a High-level War God.

But he could kill either of the first two with just two or three punches.

There were enormous differences even among High-level War Gods.

Still, Chen Daolin reminded himself not to get carried away. There were beings in this world who surpassed War Gods, such as Hong, the peerless powerhouse who stood at the very peak of the world. He could probably crush Chen Daolin with a single finger.

Chen Daolin was still nowhere near invincible.

He had only just begun his path as a warrior. He still had a long way to go.

On the morning of December 30, 2056, Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan said goodbye to the acquaintances they had made at the Training Camp. Carrying their luggage, they boarded the giant disc-shaped passenger aircraft arranged by the camp and returned to the main urban district of Jiangnan Base City after four months away. As soon as they disembarked, they spotted several familiar faces waiting below. Chen Daolin took a closer look and realized they were people from the Jiangnan General Hall of the Extreme Martial Arts Hall. One of its directors, Zhuge Tao, was among them, and even Wu Tong, the chief instructor of Yangzhou City, had come.

"Welcome back to our two rising stars from Jiangnan Base City!" Zhuge Tao and the others greeted them with warm smiles and shook hands with Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan.

Chen Daolin spotted Zhuge Qing in the crowd. He paused in surprise, then smiled.

Zhuge Qing readily shook his hand. The girl seemed to have changed a lot during this time; she carried herself with far more composure and maturity than before.

Zhuge Tao smiled. "Mr. Chen, Miss Ji, we've arranged a welcome banquet for you at a hotel in the city. If you're free, we can head over now."

Chen Daolin hadn't expected Zhuge Tao and the others to be so welcoming, and he couldn't very well refuse their kindness. He went with them to enjoy a meal at the finest hotel in the main urban district. Only afterward did they arrange a car to take him back to Mingyue Residential Quarter in Yangzhou City. By then, it was past eleven at night.

Looking at the familiar neighborhood, Chen Daolin adjusted the suitcase in his hand and exchanged a glance with Ji Xuan. They walked into Mingyue Residential Quarter together. Both wore winter clothes, though not as heavily layered as everyone else.

They had called ahead to say they were coming home that day, so the lights were still on in the Ji family's villa. Chen Daolin and Ji Xuan reached the entrance together, opened the door, and stepped inside. All three members of the Ji family were in the living room. Ji Han sat on the sofa beside Ji Father and Ji Mother. When they heard the door open, they all turned to look.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home." Ji Xuan's voice was a little shaky with emotion. She set down her luggage and hurried over to embrace her family.

Watching this warm scene, Chen Daolin felt a faint pang of envy. He thought of his family from his previous life and felt a little sad. I wonder how they're doing.

A while later, Chen Daolin said to Ji Han, "Xiao Han, I told you before that I'd bring you a gift. I've brought it back now."

He picked up the suitcase at his feet, placed it on the table, and opened it. Inside was a gleaming glass tube, its liquid faintly green and gently rippling.

"What is it?" Ji Han asked curiously, sitting beside Ji Xuan with her eyes wide.

"Take a guess." A bright smile suddenly spread across Chen Daolin's face.

Ji Han looked to her sister for help. Ji Xuan patted her younger sister on the head, then turned her gaze to the liquid in the gleaming tube, her eyes softening.

"Xiao Han, your Brother Daolin brought this all the way back for you. It's an extremely rare and precious gift," Ji Xuan said seriously.

Ji Han had never seen her sister look so solemn. Her expression turned nervous too. Ji Father and Ji Mother, who had no idea what was about to happen, also watched Ji Han anxiously. But they trusted Chen Daolin and their elder daughter, so they stayed quiet and didn't interrupt.

Chen Daolin had no intention of making the three members of the Ji family guess. He went straight to the point. "Xiao Han, this is called Water of Life. It has an extraordinary effect: it can make your leg grow back."

Ji Han froze. Then she came to her senses and covered her mouth, looking to her sister for reassurance.

"Sis?"

"Xiao Han, it's true."

When Ji Xuan nodded, Ji Han began to tremble. At last, she could no longer hold back her tears, and they streamed down her face.

Ji Father and Ji Mother were even more overwhelmed with emotion. Their eyes reddened as they pressed him for an answer. "Y-Young Chen, is what you said true? C-could this really heal Xiao Han's leg?"

Their younger daughter's missing leg had been a constant heartache for the Ji family for years. Now they had learned that what Chen Daolin had brought back could help Ji Han stand again, and they could no longer contain themselves.

"Yes, Uncle Ji Yuan, Aunt Chen Shu. The Water of Life I brought back will definitely make Xiao Han's leg grow back, and she'll be able to stand again. She'll be able to live just like anyone else. I've brought an explanation, too. You can read it." Chen Daolin didn't say much more. He simply showed Ji Father and Ji Mother the evidence.

That very night, the leg Ji Han had lost years ago grew back. The Ji family's villa filled with laughter and joyful voices.

As the new year began, a fresh page turned.