Within a year!
In other words...
Less than a year!
Upon hearing this time, Bai Qi frowned and said, "Too fast!"
"Well, there's hardly any time."
Ning Chuan frowned and said.
The two felt a heavy pressure, but they did not panic. Instead, they calmly pondered and considered how to deal with it.
Beside her, Ye Qingwu's gaze towards Ning Chuan held a strange glint.
Even though she disliked Ning Chuan, she had to admit it.
Predictions accurate to within one year...
Absolutely amazing!
It's important to understand that the recovery cycle of Martial Star takes an extremely long time.
Reaching millions of years!
Even tens of millions of years!
If we convert the cycle of the Martial Star's revival into a person's lifespan.
Ning Chuan's prediction was equivalent to calculating the exact minute the person would die.
You can imagine how accurate it was!
"So what if you're talented? You still have to steal my martial arts!"
Ye Qingwu thought to herself, but dared not say it aloud.
After all, he lost the bet.
While Ning Chuan was deep in thought, she quickly dissipated her consciousness and returned to her merged souls.
Shortly afterward, Elder Nie and Elder Li arrived and returned the Martial Seal of the Divine Wave Meditation Method, Bai Qi then inherited.
Several hours passed.
The inheritance is complete.
Bai Qi handed the Martial Seal to Ning Chuan and said, "Time is of the essence, I must go now."
The Martial Star is about to experience a revival.
The Federation needs to develop a response plan as soon as possible.
Before leaving, Bai Qi gave one last instruction. "Keep the matter of the Myriad Stars Divine Kingdom and the Sleeping Law Spirit a secret for now."
The Federation will gradually release information.
If the news spreads suddenly, it could easily cause a huge uproar.
"I know, Senior Bai."
" King Bai, we understand!"
Several people saw them off.
Bai Qi lingered, activated the Law to Spatial Traversal, and disappeared.
It is now late at night.
All was quiet.
Ning Chuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the observation deck, gazing silently for a long time without saying a word.
He knew that the current peace and tranquility were just an illusion before the storm and would not last long.
Within a year, or even in the next moment, the Federation could be plunged into war.
Numerous Law Spirit have awakened!
A genius from the Divine Kingdom has descended!
Unrest is everywhere, and the current Rule and order may collapse in an instant!
"I want to rise to power. Divine General are far from enough; I need combat strength comparable to the Heavenly King!"
Ning Chuan felt a sense of urgency.
He did not experience the revival of the Martial Star.
However, from Ye Qingwu's occasional words, it is not hard to imagine that in that era, the land was engulfed in war, and military power was supreme!
"When I get back this time, I'll hand over the Spirit Forging Meditation Method and see if I can exchange it for a reward that will allow me to achieve enlightenment in the Ultimate Weapon Art. If I can, that would be wonderful; if not... I still need to condense the Force Wheel and advance to the Knight!"
Ning Chuan murmured to himself.
We can't delay any longer!
The times are about to change dramatically.
He doesn't have much time for stable growth; his priority should be improving his combat capabilities.
Indeed, after the Martial Star is revived, Bai Qi and Wei Chen, along with other Heavenly King, will be at the forefront, while he can choose to stay in the rear and continue to develop steadily.
However, Ning Chuan didn't want it to be like this.
No one knows what will happen then.
Ning Chuan did not want to entrust his fate to others.
He wants to take control himself!
Moreover, the resurgence of Martial Star presents not only dangers but also numerous opportunities.
"Only self-reliance is the true path to victory. When one can suppress the world alone, one will naturally be fearless against all enemies!"
Ning Chuan's eyes were resolute.
Nothing more was said that night.
The next day.
Galaxy University.
Buzz--!
The massive Heavenly River spacecraft slowly descended to the airport ground.
After a two-week expedition, the World Walker has officially returned!
The welcoming crowd was enormous, filling the spacious airport with millions of people.
Students, professors, and local residents...
No one organized it; everyone came spontaneously, filled with admiration.
after all.
Ning Chuan's performance this time was truly dazzling, unmatched by anyone.
A single strike annihilated twelve sealed geniuses of an alien race who had been dormant for a thousand years!
The moment Ning Chuan stepped off the spaceship.
The crowd erupted in cheers!
The school administration immediately announced a three-day holiday to celebrate.
Many students were even more excited!
Ning Chuan didn't linger at the airport; he had important business to attend to. Qin Ya led him through a spatial portal to the old courtyard where Wei Chen lived.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Wei Chen smiled politely and, without much small talk, said, " Qin Lang is in his bedroom on the first floor, and Jiang Xiaorou is in the first room on the left on the second floor."
"Refine the Spirit-Awakening Flower with your spiritual power, and let it seep into your soul."
Wei Chen explained.
"Learn."
Ning Chuan took out Spirit-Awakening Flower from the Divine Servant Tower, handed one to Qin Ya, and then they went their separate ways.
Second floor, a bedroom.
Following Wei Chen's instructions, Ning Chuan extended his spiritual power and transferred the energy of the Spirit-Awakening Flower into Jiang Xiaorou's soul.
"Ugh--!"
With a soft moan, Jiang Xiaorou regained consciousness and slowly opened her large, wine-red eyes.
She saw Ning Chuan and was taken aback, exclaiming, "Huh? I'm not dead!"
The next moment, Jiang Xiaorou came to her senses and hurriedly said, "Assistant Ning, the person who killed my father was Vice Dean Wu Guangzhi, Xie Lian was his accomplice!"
Ning Chuan said softly, "Don't be nervous, I know, Wu Guangzhi and Xie Lian are both dead."
He briefly informed me of a recent event.
After listening, Jiang Xiaorou forced a smile and said, "Assistant Ning, thank you for avenging me."
No matter what, Father is truly dead.
Jiang Xiaorou's big eyes were glistening with tears, and her fluffy animal ears drooped down, making her look pitiful.
Ning Chuan changed the subject, asking, "What are the plans next?"
"I... I don't know."
Jiang Xiaorou nodded and whispered, "I came to Galaxy University to find my father's whereabouts."
Ning Chuan sighed inwardly and said, "No rush, we can think about it later. Let's rest first."
After saying that, he stepped out and closed the door behind him.
For true grief, words of comfort are often inadequate; it's better to leave Jiang Xiaorou alone.
Time will eventually bury the pain deep in the depths of memory.
Upon arriving on the first floor, Ning Chuan saw Qin Lang already up in the living room ahead. He was still thin, but full of energy, chatting and laughing with Wei Chen, his voice strong and resonant.
Qin Ya stood to the side listening, her beautiful eyes slightly red, as if she had just been crying.
After years of perseverance and countless dashed hopes, the reward has finally come.
Qin Lang successfully woke up.
"Dad, this is Ning Chuan."
Qin Ya raised her hand to introduce.
Upon seeing Ning Chuan, Qin Lang's smile faded, and he bowed deeply, saying, "I won't thank you for saving my life. If you ever need anything in the future, just let me know!"
Ning Chuan quickly stepped forward, lifted the other man's shoulder, and said, "Senior Qin, you're too kind, there's no need for that."
After all, he is Qin Ya's father.
It would be inappropriate to bow to him.
Qin Lang sincerely wanted to continue bowing, but found that no matter how hard he tried, his body simply wouldn't bend.
The boy's hand before her was as steady as a mountain, unshakeable.
"No wonder the principal said that the eleventh emperor of the World Walker is the strongest throughout history; he truly deserves the title!"
Qin Lang stood up and sighed.
"Senior Qin, you flatter me."
Ning Chuan lowered his palm.
Qin Lang looked directly at Ning Chuan, waved his hand, and laughed, "No need to call me senior. I won't stand on ceremony with you, and you should too. We can talk as peers."
Ning Chuan glanced at Qin Ya and chuckled awkwardly, "This... isn't quite right."
Qin Lang smiled faintly, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. In the path of martial arts, friendships between people of different ages are not uncommon."
Behind Qin Lang, Qin Ya glared at Ning Chuan, signaling him to quickly refuse.
Her pretty face was burning hot.
If Ning Chuan were to become acquainted with her father, how would she interact with Ning Chuan?
You can't possibly call her Sister Ya while Ning Chuan is doing the same thing.
She has to call him Uncle Ning?