Wang Xundao

As for the message from his sleeping Star Aspect that its "first stage of awakening was imminent," Fang Yu had yet to figure out what the first stage meant, but he understood "imminent."

This was the first time the message from the Void Star Aspect had changed.

There are two possibilities. One is that I've already met the requirements for the first stage of awakening, Fang Yu thought. But the actual awakening still needs some time. It might happen in a few days, or perhaps in a month or two.

The second possibility is that my life level is still a little short of what the first stage of awakening requires, but not by much.

If it was the first possibility, there was nothing Fang Yu could do but wait patiently.

"In any case, I can't go wrong taking Crimson Star Pills as fast as I can to raise my life level." Fang Yu pumped his fist.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The air seemed to tear as his fist swept through it with a howl.

"At life level 21, my punching force really is much greater than before." Feeling the surging power within him, Fang Yu smiled. "The standard punching force at level 20 is 2,000 kilograms."

"The standard at level 21 is 2,800 kilograms. Does that mean my punching force increased by 800 kilograms in less than six hours?"

It was a terrifying rate of improvement.

Before reaching Greater Mastery of Minute Subtlety, Fang Yu had trained painstakingly for an entire summer, rising from level 16 to level 20, and the increase in his punching force had been about the same as today's... The higher one's life level, the greater the difference between levels.

For intermediate martial artists in their twenties, one level meant a difference of 800 kilograms of punching force.

For Advanced Martial Artists above level 30, one level meant a difference of 5,000 kilograms of punching force.

My progress was only this great because it was my first time absorbing star power, Fang Yu thought. I can't use Crimson Star Pills to temper my body again anytime soon.

Fang Yu knew why.

The first time had been so effective because he had trained like mad in the past without ever absorbing star power, leaving his body in a state of extreme hunger... Now it was stuffed, with a large amount of star power still hidden throughout his body.

Next...

I have to keep training hard and digest the star power hidden in my body until it becomes hungry again. Only then will Crimson Star Pills have the best effect. Fang Yu made his decision.

His star coins were limited.

Taking nine Crimson Star Pills in one training session was equivalent to eating 900,000 star coins... How much money did Fang Yu have in total? Naturally, he had to budget carefully.

"My control over my body has also gotten a little rough." Fang Yu felt a slight awkwardness in the circulation of his qi and blood, much like when he had just reached Greater Mastery of Minute Subtlety. "If I unleash my full power now, it's probably only 1.5 times my basic punching force."

That meant his physical strength had improved too quickly.

He would have to train hard to familiarize himself with every sinew, bone, and bundle of muscle again and regain perfect control over his body. Otherwise, he could easily misjudge his strength in a life-or-death fight.

"Overall..."

"My strength has still soared, and I'm more confident about the upcoming real combat." Fang Yu felt increasingly confident, and this attempt had also given him greater confidence in his innate divine ability, Devour.

After placing another order for three bottles of Crimson Star Pills, Fang Yu's bank balance plunged to 1.96 million star coins, but he no longer felt the slightest pang.

He also changed the delivery address to Wuling City Martial Arts College.

Only then did Fang Yu enjoy a hot shower. Feeling wonderfully refreshed, he got dressed.

He stood in his room.

"Time to go." Fang Yu glanced around. He knew that the next time he came home would probably be in winter. They say that once you go to university, you only know winter and summer in your hometown.

I didn't experience that during my three years at college.

Now that I'm really going to university, I finally can. Fang Yu picked up his already packed backpack and headed downstairs, where his younger brother and sister were waiting at the door.

"Brother, are you really leaving?" Fang Siyue couldn't help asking. "I heard Dad say you're going to the Primordial Star?"

"Yeah." Fang Yu smiled and patted his sister on the head. "Don't worry. Your brother is an elite undergraduate at a martial arts university. I'm strong. Fierce beasts can't hurt me."

"Brother, don't worry. I'll protect our sister," Fang Long said in a low voice.

"All right." Fang Yu patted his brother on the shoulder and asked, "Where's Grandpa?"

"In his room. He's probably playing games," Fang Long said.

Fang Yu nodded, turned down the hallway, and knocked on his grandfather's door. It soon opened, and Fang Zhiyuan poked his head out, wearing a shirt and a pair of baggy shorts. "My eldest grandson, what is it?"

"Grandpa, I'm leaving soon," Fang Yu said.

"Wasn't it tomorrow?" Fang Zhiyuan was taken aback.

"I have something to do at school tonight, and I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so I won't be coming back," Fang Yu said.

"You're going to the Primordial Star?" Fang Zhiyuan opened the door all the way, a trace of concern on his face. "Are you going for training this time, or actual combat? Is it dangerous?"

"There's some danger," Fang Yu said without explaining further.

"Do you have to go?" Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nodded.

"You really do take after your dad in some ways." Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Yu and spoke with a touch of emotion. "Your dad traded stocks when he was young. Everyone said nine out of ten traders lost money, but he refused to believe it. He even said that if he didn't trade, how would he know whether he was the one in ten... I don't understand the path of a martial artist."

"But I think the principle is much the same."

"They're both high risk, high reward... If you can't win, run. Don't be stubborn or try to act tough." Fang Zhiyuan shook his head. "As for me, you don't need to worry."

"I'll just stay home, where danger can't find me anyway."

"If I pass away one day, it'll count as a happy funeral."

That evening, Fang Yu and Wang Mo arrived at a private dining villa not far from the school. In one of its courtyards, the table was laden with all kinds of delicious fruit.

There were also many dishes.

Judging by appearances alone, the dishes were flawless. Even the slowly rotating round tabletop was heated, keeping all the food at a suitable temperature.

"The old man said he'd treat us, so I had the food served at the appointed time. It's all here, and he still hasn't shown up." Wang Mo shook his head. "A lot of dishes have to be eaten at just the right time. What a waste."

"There's no rush. Your father is our elder, and he's busy," Fang Yu said with a smile. "Besides, we martial artists have to watch what we eat anyway. We can't just eat whatever we want."

"Old Fang."

"We're already intermediate martial artists. Our digestion is far better than before." Wang Mo smiled. "We don't need to be so careful about what we eat. Good food is one of life's great pleasures."

"Mm." Fang Yu smiled without arguing.

"Wang Mo, you should learn from your roommate. You're only an intermediate martial artist, and you've already stopped watching your diet?" A gentle voice approached from outside the courtyard and carried into the room.

"Finally." Wang Mo stood up.

Fang Yu also rose and went to the door to greet the arrivals, but he immediately felt several gusts of wind, and two figures had already "floated" down the corridor to the doorway.

In the middle was a middle-aged man in casual clothes. His face bore an eighty to ninety percent resemblance to Wang Mo's, but his eyes were quite deep, and he carried himself with a refined air.

Yet his invisible biological magnetic field still made Fang Yu's heart instinctively tighten.

What a high life level. Fang Yu was inwardly startled.

As martial artists grew stronger, their mental power also increased. Combined with their advanced martial skills, their perception of the outside world naturally became sharper.

Fang Yu could vaguely sense that many Advanced Martial Artists were out of the ordinary.

Wang Mo's father is an Advanced Martial Artist? Fang Yu thought. It wasn't all that strange.

These days, it would be strange if someone with an astonishing fortune didn't have a high life level.

Most people with wealth exceeding a hundred million star coins would do everything they could to raise their life level.

The person behind him? Fang Yu's gaze shifted involuntarily.

One step behind Wang Mo's father stood a bald middle-aged man. He wore an unfamiliar silver-white technological device on his head, like a headband. When his gaze fell on Fang Yu, an invisible pressure swept toward him.

Danger! Fang Yu's hair stood on end.

Goosebumps rose all over his body.

It was as though he were a little white rabbit being stared down by a tiger at close range. A feeling of extreme danger welled up in his heart, making Fang Yu instinctively grow wary.

So strong!

This is definitely a terrifying martial artist. Fang Yu's heart turned cold. Although he had met quite a few Advanced Martial Artists, none had ever given him a greater sense of threat than this man.

Of course.

It was also possible that Associate Professor Tang had restrained his aura when meeting him.

"Dad, Uncle Gu." Wang Mo sounded a little aggrieved. "You finally made it. Come, let me introduce you. This is my roommate, Fang Yu."

"He got a direct admission spot, and his saber technique has reached the minute subtlety realm."

"Fang Yu, this is my dad, Wang Xundao, and this is Uncle Gu," Wang Mo continued. "Uncle Gu is a very powerful martial artist and the head of our Shengchuan Group's martial artist division. He ventured out and fought on the Primordial Star in his early years. Although he's an Advanced Martial Artist, he earned the title of Fourth-Tier Civilization Warrior."

"He's definitely among the very best Advanced Martial Artists."