Arriving in the Capital

After training at home for three days, although he still hadn't mastered the basics, the help of the guiding technique "Soaring" allowed Feng Qingmo's physical fitness to improve at a significantly faster rate.

During this period, he followed the requirements of the manual and purchased an A7-grade Slender Willow Sword.

The "Wind-Washing Sword" pursues speed, so the swords used are thinner than standard ones. Since the sword Bian Xiangqing originally used was named "Slender Willow" by himself, this series of swords was subsequently named "Slender Willow" as well.

"Mo'er," Feng Jiansong's voice came from outside the training room, "Pack your things and get fully equipped. We're going to the Martial Arts Hall; the people from the Huashan Training Camp have arrived!"

"Understood." Feng Qingmo moved quickly. With the help of his Spiritual Force, he soon donned his combat suit and boots, strapped on his Martial Artist backpack, and grabbed his Slender Willow Sword.

When he arrived downstairs, Zuo Huifen was already waiting with his luggage. The three of them left the house together and headed toward the Martial Arts Hall.

Everything that needed to be said or arranged had been discussed many times over the past few days, so Feng Jiansong and Zuo Huifen didn't say much more on the way. The three soon arrived at Luo Benjian's office in the Martial Arts Hall.

A burly man in his thirties with several scars on his face was drinking tea with Luo Benjian. Upon seeing the three enter, especially when he caught sight of the fully equipped Feng Qingmo, his eyes lit up.

"Let me introduce you," Luo Benjian stood up and pointed at the burly man, "This is my senior fellow apprentice, the squad leader of the Huashan Third Squad, an elementary War God, Huo Haitian..."

"Greetings, War God Huo." Feng Jiansong quickly offered a greeting.

"This is Feng Jiansong and his wife, Zuo Huifen. This is Feng Qingmo." Luo Benjian gestured for the three to sit down.

"Hello there," Huo Haitian greeted them with a smile. The scars on his face twitched with the movement, making him look even more intimidating than when he wasn't smiling. "I should have arrived yesterday, but I had some matters to handle on the way, so I was delayed. My apologies."

"It's fine, it's fine," Zuo Huifen quickly said, "We should be thanking War God Huo for coming to escort Mo'er despite your busy schedule..."

"Madam Feng, you are too kind," Huo Haitian laughed, "This is simply part of my duty..."

He said to Feng Jiansong and Zuo Huifen, "You two don't need to worry. We will take a fighter jet directly to the Kyoto Base City. I will first take Qingmo to the Science Division for a physical examination to check his eyes before he reports to the Huashan Training Camp."

"Actually, Senior Brother Huo arrived quite early," Luo Benjian explained, "The Huashan Training Camp usually opens within a month after the Martial Artist practical assessment. This time, because we need to give Xiao Mo a physical exam first, he arrived a bit earlier..."

"Alright, enough small talk," Huo Haitian looked at Feng Qingmo, "Brother Qingmo, seeing you dressed like that, you're clearly ready. Shall we head out now?"

"No problem," Feng Qingmo nodded, "I will follow Senior Huo's arrangements."

"What's with the 'Senior' talk?" Huo Haitian waved his hand, "I'm a fellow apprentice of Uncle Jian. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Huo..."

Under Zuo Huifen's reluctant gaze, Feng Qingmo followed Huo Haitian into a car, headed straight to the airport, and boarded a flight that same day bound for the Kyoto Base City.

On the top deck of the saucer-shaped passenger plane, Feng Qingmo and Huo Haitian took their respective seats.

"You haven't flown much, have you?" Huo Haitian asked with a smile after the plane took off.

"I've flown a few times," Feng Qingmo said with a sigh, "I've taken a few flights to have my eyes checked, even going as far as America..."

"Whoa, that must have cost a fortune..." Huo Haitian looked at his eyes and couldn't help but sigh softly. After a moment of thought, he said quietly, "But the places you visited before were just ordinary hospitals. Even in America, they can't compare to the experts at our Huashan Academy of Sciences..."

"Actually, whether it can be cured isn't that important," Feng Qingmo said softly, "After awakening my Spiritual Force, I can accept having slightly poor vision..."

"No, you're wrong!" Huo Haitian said sternly. He looked left and right before whispering, "Although I am not a Spiritual Master, I generally know that while the sensing range of Spiritual Force is large, it is ultimately not as good as the eyes for seeing distance. You must know that as a Martial Artist's physical fitness increases, their vision also becomes sharper and sharper..."

His voice lowered, "You haven't officially ventured into the Wilderness Zone yet. Some dangers come from afar. By the time your Spiritual Force senses them, it might already be too late to react..."

Feng Qingmo was struck with a sudden chill!

In the few months since he had transmigrated, aside from participating in the Martial Artist practical assessment, he hadn't even left the base city. He had almost forgotten what kind of world this was!

"Uncle Huo, you're right!" Feng Qingmo said solemnly, "Compared to you, I'm just a flower in a greenhouse..."

"Hahaha, it's not that bad," Huo Haitian laughed, looking at him with approval, "I was worried that awakening your Spiritual Force would make you arrogant, but it seems your temperament is quite good..."

"Alright, get some rest. Jiangnan City isn't that far from Kyoto; we'll be there in about half an hour..." Seeing Feng Qingmo close his eyes to meditate, he took out a notebook and scribbled a few things down.

Feng Qingmo was indeed reflecting. Since transmigrating, his life had been too smooth. He hadn't faced any life-or-death trials, and his mindset hadn't fully shifted yet.

This is a world where the strong are respected. Only by possessing powerful strength can I protect those I wish to protect...

Twenty minutes later, the plane landed safely at the Kyoto Base City airport. Huo Haitian took Feng Qingmo directly to a car at the airport.

Sitting in the car, Feng Qingmo spread out his Spiritual Force. Without manipulating any objects, his current Spiritual Force could extend up to a thousand meters away. Of course, the further the distance, the lower the clarity of his perception.

The surrounding buildings were vastly different from his previous life, and the population density was much higher, as was the density of the architecture.

"The population of Kyoto Base City is even larger than Jiangnan City. Naturally, the scale of the city is also larger than Jiangnan City."

Huo Haitian, sitting next to Feng Qingmo, also looked at the surroundings, explaining as he spoke.

The car drove toward the main urban area and soon arrived beneath a skyscraper, driving directly into the underground parking lot.

The driver didn't get out, simply signaling for the two of them to disembark. Huo Haitian led Feng Qingmo out of the car, walked along a corridor, and used a fingerprint lock on a door. Inside was an elevator.

Entering the elevator, there were no buttons inside. After Huo Haitian verified his fingerprint, the elevator started on its own.

"Hmm," Feng Qingmo was a bit surprised, "Why are we going down?"

"Haha," Huo Haitian chuckled, "The Science Division is located underground; the buildings on the surface are just for show..."

"I see..." Feng Qingmo understood, It seems the security clearance is very high!

"That's right," Huo Haitian nodded, "And this is just one of the branches of the Science Division. It's only because you've joined Huashan and have a clean background, with parents who are both in our military, that you were able to pass the screening!"

"By the way," Huo Haitian seemed to recall something and asked with a mysterious tone, "Xiao Mo, you're twenty this year?"

"Yes, after the New Year, I'm twenty." Feng Qingmo nodded.

"The person in charge of this Science Division," Huo Haitian lowered his voice, "is a genius. He is also twenty this year. He is a true genius among geniuses—he finished his university courses at fourteen, earned his master's at sixteen, and his doctorate at eighteen..."