On the street, Lin Mo saw the bright light in Luo Feng's eyes.
Feeling the sincerity and warmth of Luo Feng's emotions, Lin Mo couldn't bring himself to say anything that would pour cold water on them.
This pure happiness
was perhaps one of the most precious things for someone of Luo Feng's age, at this stage of his life.
It could also become a powerful driving force for him to strive in the near future.
At that moment, Lin Mo's thoughts suddenly drifted further afield.
A rather peculiar thought, tinged with self-satisfaction, popped into his head.
Did I just unwittingly help Luo Feng along with the biggest event of his life?
Well, with Luo Feng's character and my guidance, his becoming a Universe Master is as good as nailed to the board!
If that day came, and Luo Feng managed to reach that height,
then, as Luo Feng's first teacher and guide,
wouldn't I have raised a Universe Master?
Of course, it was all an unrealistic fantasy.
The current Luo Feng hadn't even reached Planetary Level.
Even on the native planet of Earth, he couldn't be considered among the very best.
I'm getting ahead of myself, getting ahead of myself.
Lin Mo hurriedly pulled his thoughts back from the farthest reaches of the universe.
His tone grew serious and composed again.
He spoke to Luo Feng, who was still standing there, grinning foolishly as he relived the moment and had even begun pondering names for his children.
"Kid, have you had enough of your daydream?"
"The sun's gone down and the streetlights are on. Are you planning to stand here until tomorrow morning?"
Luo Feng abruptly came back to his senses.
A trace of confusion flashed across his face, but the light in his eyes hadn't dimmed in the slightest.
"Don't forget, you only have one week. You've been home, seen the person you wanted to see, and made your promise."
Lin Mo's voice carried a note of urgency.
"Now it's time to settle down and finish taking care of those last few loose ends."
"Then give it your all and prepare for the Elite Training Camp."
Hearing this, Luo Feng took a deep breath.
"Yes, teacher!"
he answered in a low voice, taking one last look in the direction Xu Xin had gone.
Then he turned resolutely and strode toward home.
Luo Feng returned home, and over the following week,
he barely set foot outside, devoting all his energy to his final preparations.
Of course, the most important preparation wasn't his luggage, but consolidating his strength and making a breakthrough.
In his sea of consciousness, Lin Mo's instruction became stricter than ever.
In the courtyard, Luo Feng wielded the Blood Shadow Battle Blade, swinging it again and again.
He used no Spiritual Force, relying solely on his physical strength and his understanding of blade techniques.
At first, the blade flashed with a fierce momentum,
but it always seemed to lack a trace of spirit, as though separated from it by a thin veil.
Lin Mo's guidance was precise and demanding. He constantly corrected the angle at which Luo Feng exerted his strength,
as well as the slightest deviations in his breathing rhythm.
Sweat soaked Luo Feng's clothes, and his arms were sore, numb, and swollen.
But his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
He could feel the barrier preventing him from fully mastering it growing thinner with each swing of his blade.
At last, late on the night before his departure,
the bright moon hung high, and all was silent.
Luo Feng stood in the center of the courtyard, his eyes closed in concentration.
Suddenly, he moved!
He swung, and the Blood Shadow Battle Blade sliced through the air with a faint but piercing hiss.
Its blade intent was awe-inspiring, carrying the resolve to cut through every obstacle and welcome a new beginning!
Luo Feng lowered his blade and stood still, slowly releasing a long breath of turbid air.
He opened his eyes, and a brilliant light shone from them.
"Not bad."
A trace of satisfaction colored Lin Mo's voice.
"With that strike, you've finally mastered the first of the three blade moves."
"With your current physical strength, once you unleash this strike, you have no equal below Planetary Level."
"Even if you encounter an opponent who has just entered Planetary Level, you can wound them if you catch them off guard."
No equal below Planetary Level!
That assessment made Luo Feng's heart surge.
With that strength to rely on,
Luo Feng looked forward to his upcoming journey to the Elite Training Camp even more.
The next day, the appointed day, Luo Feng bid his family a final farewell.
Without many sentimental words, he shouldered his simple backpack,
turned and left, heading straight for the airport in Jiangnan Base City.
Ever since the Great Nirvana, flying monsters had posed an enormous threat in the skies.
Civil aviation had almost ceased, with only a very few special routes protected by powerful escorts remaining in operation.
Flying had become a very luxurious and dangerous undertaking.
Ticket prices were so high that even ordinary wealthy people balked at them.
This was the first time in Luo Feng's life that he had set foot in an airport, and also his first time flying.
The airport seemed empty and solemn, a stark contrast to the bustling scenes in documentaries from the old era.
The handful of travelers were all in a hurry.
They carried fierce auras, and most were evidently warriors or people with special backgrounds.
Following the directions Zhuge Tao had sent him, Luo Feng quickly found the person meeting him in the VIP waiting area.
He was a middle-aged man, not particularly tall or large.
But standing there, he was like a military saber with its edge concealed, steady and reserved.
"Luo Feng?"
The middle-aged man caught sight of Luo Feng, and a smile appeared on his face.
He came over of his own accord and held out his hand.
"I'm Yang Hui. I'm responsible for escorting you to Hongning Base City."
"Hello, Mr. Yang."
Luo Feng extended his hand and shook Yang Hui's, neither servile nor arrogant.
He could feel the strength and control in the other man's hand, far beyond that of a War General Level warrior.
"No need to be so formal. Just call me Uncle Yang."
Yang Hui was quite outgoing and didn't put on airs.
"Come on, the plane's ready. Just follow me. If you have any questions on the way, you can ask me."
He kept it brief, then turned to lead the way.
Luo Feng nodded slightly and followed in silence.
The two passed through a special passage and boarded a pitch-black passenger plane that had clearly been specially modified.
The cabin was spacious, with only a dozen or so seats.
The plane took off smoothly and pierced through the clouds.
Luo Feng sat by the window, gazing at the sea of clouds rushing past and the mountains and land growing small below.
A feeling of novelty and exhilaration welled up in his heart.
After a little over an hour in the air, the plane began to descend.
Through the window, the outline of a vast city came into view.
This was Hongning Base City!
The location of the Dojo of Limits' Global Headquarters!
The plane landed at a private airport.
A long black Cadillac was already waiting quietly outside when they stepped off the plane.
Its streamlined body reflected a cold gleam in the sunlight, giving it an air of prestige and mystery.
Yang Hui opened the door and motioned for Luo Feng to get in.
Luo Feng settled into the spacious, comfortable back seat, while Yang Hui sat in the front passenger seat.
The car started silently.
It left the airport and sped along a wide, straight road.
Before long, Luo Feng arrived at the Elite Training Camp.
Although Luo Feng had not yet officially arrived,
news of him had already spread throughout the Training Camp.
It had been less than a year since Luo Feng became a warrior.
Rumor had it that he had recently hunted and killed a Lord-level Monster, an Iron-Armored Dragon!
Although there had been no other witnesses, Luo Feng had indeed sold the core materials from an Iron-Armored Dragon.