Luo Feng Returns! Luo Hua Wants to Train!

Deep within the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins, in the crystal room where Luo Feng was.

Having stayed here for a year, he was now covered in a full beard, with hair spilling over his shoulders, like a wild man.

Only his eyes shone as brightly as stars.

He looked down at his communication watch.

"One year, a whole year. I've been trapped in the ancient civilization ruins for an entire year."

With a thought from Luo Feng, fourteen flying daggers danced around him before converging to strike the crystal wall with force.

Boom!

Fifteen flying daggers, each with an impact force exceeding 500,000 kilograms, combined for over 7,000,000 kilograms! This completely surpassed all Senior War Gods, truly rivaling a Planetary-level first-stage martial artist.

"Keep going! I will get out!"

"With Teacher here, Mom, Dad, and Hua definitely won't be in life-threatening danger!"

Before coming here, his strength was already enough to trounce Li Yao, only held back by Li Yao's Black God Suit making him unkillable, while his teacher's strength was firmly above his past self.

With his teacher's protection and living in the same district, the Li Yao couple had no chance to target his family.

After a year locked in this small crystal room, Luo Feng had gone from repeated breakdowns to recalling Zhou Ze's guidance on mental cultivation. He had made tremendous progress in his mental state.

At this point in the original story, Luo Feng could only control fourteen flying daggers, but now he could control fifteen, and he soon felt he could manage sixteen.

"What?"

After hearing their subordinate's report, Li Yao and Vina's faces turned grim.

They hadn't expected Luo Feng's younger brother to be so meticulous. Even though they had been very careful, he still caught on.

And what made it hardest for Li Yao and Vina to accept was Luo Hua's decisiveness. Even though they hadn't made any obvious moves and had reduced their frequency significantly.

He still hired eight high-level War Generals as bodyguards, keeping them constantly by his parents' side, and even protected his girlfriend's entire family. They had no ability to hire War Gods for such a task.

That might have been tolerable—even with six high-level War General bodyguards, they could still resort to psychological torment, just not physical action.

But when Luo Hua brought in the China Special Department to protect his family, all their petty schemes became unusable.

"That damned Luo Hua, what methods did he use to become the eighth shareholder of Industrial Bank!" Vina's face twisted.

Industrial Bank was China's largest bank, and the top ten shareholders enjoyed astonishing privileges.

Li Yao suppressed his rage and said, "With the China Special Department involved, even if we use the HR Alliance, there's nothing we can do. What should we do?"

Vina's face was ugly, and she thought ruthlessly, "I refuse to believe there's no chance at all. If it comes to it, we'll hire suicide assassins to kill them directly. They're just ordinary people—even War Generals will struggle to protect them. They'll get off easy, hmph..."

Bright Moon District.

Zhou Ze lay on the rooftop, gazing at the starry sky. This was a habit he'd developed during his degenerate days, and even after awakening his cheat, he still came here from time to time.

"These Li Yao and Vina are quite interesting. Their hatred for Luo Feng runs deep..."

The Li Yao couple were very wary of him, so they didn't use the HR Alliance's power. Instead, they resorted to family-trained suicide assassins and other underhanded methods that couldn't be brought into the open.

And honestly, they were pretty disgusting, yet hard to pin down with evidence.

It was only because Zhou Ze had asked Hong and Thunder God for help that he managed to lock onto their targets.

"I wonder when Luo Feng will come out. It should be faster than before, since his psychic amplitude was stronger than in the original story when he went in."

Zhou Ze smiled. In truth, with his current relationship with Hong and Thunder God, he could directly deal with the Li Yao couple. But after some thought, he decided to leave it for Luo Feng to handle himself.

Playing babysitter wouldn't help a disciple grow.

After briefly considering Luo Feng's family matters, Zhou Ze sighed again, deeply feeling how difficult it was to cultivate Psychic Power. Even with a technique, his progress was as slow as a turtle's.

Without entering the cosmos, he wouldn't be able to rise.

A month passed in a blur.

On October 3rd, 2058, the day Luo Feng had been trapped in the crystal room for about a year and a month.

The world's five major nations, two major martial arts halls, the HR Alliance, and the other five major powers were all utterly shocked!

The Limit Martial Arts Hall's invincible War God, Luo Feng, had spent a year and a month in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins and actually come out alive.

Jiangnan Base City, Jiangnan Landscape District, Huayao Peak, the mountaintop villa.

"Luo Hua, you're really something. You actually managed to hire a Spiritual Psychic! One Spiritual Psychic can only protect one person. If you've got the guts, hire one for every member of your family. Let's see how long you can keep it up, hmph!"

Li Yao snorted coldly, holding a glass of red wine, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Whoosh!

At that moment, a figure rushed into the hall like lightning. It was Vina with her long golden hair.

"What's the rush?" Li Yao frowned slightly, took a small sip of his wine, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Luo Feng isn't dead. He's out!" Vina said urgently.

Crack!

Li Yao, who had been enjoying himself with his eyes closed, couldn't believe it as the expensive wine glass slipped from his fingers and fell.

"Zhou Ze, your disciple has come out of the ruins." Hong looked at Zhou Ze with a hint of curiosity beneath his cold demeanor.

"Mm, as expected." Zhou Ze stretched lazily. "By the way, remember to keep a close watch on him. Don't let the target commit suicide or get killed."

"Don't worry." Hong said flatly. "The rules need to change from now on. Martial artists, especially those with power and status, have it too easy against ordinary people, especially when they use underhanded methods..."

After coming out, Luo Feng rushed home immediately. Seeing his family safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief.

After a warm family moment and pouring out their feelings, Luo Hua immediately tattled, telling Luo Feng everything that had happened during this time.

Luo Feng's usually calm face couldn't hold back anymore. Rage blazed within him. "Damn it!"

"Bro, your teacher seemed to have already arranged for some Spiritual Psychics to protect us." Luo Hua shuddered in lingering fear. "If it weren't for those Spiritual Psychics, Dad might have been shot. Even a Senior War General would have a hard time reacting to that Hypersonic Sniper Rifle, let alone protecting an ordinary person."

Luo Feng's face was icy cold. His anger had reached its peak, yet it showed no trace on the surface. His family meant everything to him, and they had almost been taken away...

"Thank goodness Teacher thought ahead, or else..."

Just thinking about his parents, Ah Hua, or even Xu Xin being in danger made Luo Feng feel like he was going insane.

"Bro, I want to train in martial arts." Luo Hua said with a serious expression.

Luo Feng was taken aback. "Why the sudden urge to train? Don't you like playing the stock market and investing?"

Luo Hua laughed bitterly. "In this era, if you can train in martial arts and have talent for it, how many people would choose to do anything else?"

"What happened to Dad this time... it taught me that no matter how strong you are, Bro, you can't protect us every single moment, even if you hire bodyguards."

Luo Feng felt a pang of worry inside. He knew that martial artists walked a razor's edge, and could die at any moment.

"Besides, stock investing doesn't conflict with martial arts training. People in the martial arts circle have said that once you become a martial artist and have Genetic Energy, your brain's processing speed improves along with your physical fitness."

"That would only make me better at stock investing..."

Beneath Luo Hua's calm exterior, there was a flicker of excitement and passion. He had always had this idea, but he seemed to worry that he was too mediocre.

He was a proud person—if he did something, he either did it well or not at all.

"Xiao Feng, come to me for a moment."

Just then, Zhou Ze's voice rang out in Luo Feng's ears.

"Ah Hua, my teacher is calling me. I need to go."