Chapter 316
His senses covered the entire neighborhood. Within the neighborhood, every blade of grass and every tree was within Lu Sheng’s surveillance. To put it in an exaggerated way, Lu Sheng could now know the presence of a fly or a mosquito in the neighborhood like the back of his hand.
“After I became a Master and formed the Gold Obsidian Stone Humanoid, my Spiritual Power has reached an unprecedented and terrifying level. Even I don’t know how strong my Spiritual Power is at the moment.” Lu Sheng thought.
A suitcase placed in the room on the second floor opened automatically, and countless fine blades flew up through the window. They made buzzing vibrations, like a swarm of silver bees.
The Unceasing Blade Wheel, which he hadn’t used for a long time, was once again under his control. Lu Sheng felt like he was playing with a fruit knife after getting used to using a broadsword* for a long time.
[*the original weapon mentioned here is the Guandao, a Chinese pole weapon. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guandao]
Hundreds of blades kept combining in front of his eyes, reconstructing one lifelike and unimaginable shape after another.
Lu Sheng wanted to play more with it, but stopped.
“It’s time for an upgrade. I’ll also search for any higher-level psychic weapons and secret techniques.” Lu Sheng thought.
After killing Lian Jibei and Lian Ye, Lu Sheng didn’t know if his authority in the Fireseed Repository in the Dream World had increased.
But the future had definitely changed.
He remembered it clearly.
Previously, the information showed that he had become a Master at the age of nineteen, killed Lian Jibei at the National Martial Arts Conference, and was then accepted by Martial Sage Tan Zhongyu as his disciple.
The difference in age was negligible, but the subsequent development after killing Lian Jibei was already completely different from the established future.
He had rejected Tan Zhongyu’s invitation.
“Becoming Tan Zhongyu’s disciple was undoubtedly the best solution to offset the aftermath of killing Lian Jibei. Unfortunately, I didn’t take this path in the end ...”
To be honest, Lu Sheng was quite curious about what his future would be like. But he didn’t want to see it. After all, the future shown in the Fireseed Repository was ever changing, and it could only be used as a reference.
“Unless it clearly indicates that I can reach Level 12 in the future, maybe I’ll consider following the path shown to me ...” Lu Sheng didn’t dare enter the Dream World now.
He didn’t dare relax his Spiritual Power in the slightest, and even sleep.
The Lian family’s men ... would arrive at any moment.
Lu Sheng walked to the door to his villa, looked back, and sighed softly. “It’s been so long, so I might as well wait a day. After all ...”
“Today is my birthday.”
...
“What’s going on with Tong Kui, he hasn’t appeared for a week?”
Pang Huaiyu, dressed like a city beauty, sat by the window of a coffee shop, talking to the voice transmitting through her earring while looking at the entrance of the neighborhood across the street from time to time.
“If he doesn’t come, then won’t I have to keep wasting time here?”
“Hold on for a while longer, he’s probably being delayed ... It’s really strange, logically speaking, he should have arrived four or five days ago. Does a quasi-Level 8 Master also have the problem of procrastinating?” The voice in the earring muttered.
Pang Huaiyu rolled her eyes and stirred the coffee in the cup in front of her with a spoon in boredom.
“Damn it, if he doesn’t come, I’m going to directly break through the Heaven and Earth Bridges and become a Grandmaster. When I see him, I’ll kill him with single palm.”
As Pang Huaiyu said, she reached out and made a chopping motion, like a heroine in a TV movie. At the same time, at a street corner a few thousand meters away from Pang Huaiyu. A large commercial car slowly came to a stop. The reflective black door opened, and a figure stepped out of the car.
It was a man wearing a simple gray jacket and suit pants. He looked to be in his early forties, with short hair and deep and ordinary facial features.
His eyes, sparkling brightly like diamonds under direct light, embellished his entire face, making it extraordinary.
“Sir,” a low voice came from the front seat of the commercial car.
“Pang Huaiyu, ranked 13th in Mingyu Hall, is also here, do you want us to ...”
“No need.” The man said softly.
“Maybe a week ago, but now,” the man reached out his left hand, gently pressed right at his left breast pocket, and said calmly, “there’s no need.”
The voice in the front seat became respectful and whispered, “Congratulations, sir ...”
The man’s mouth twitched, as if he was smiling.
Then, he walked into the residential area.