Chapter 280: Fight! The Martial God of Myriad Ways!

Chapter 280: Fight! The Martial God of Myriad Ways!

Gongxing.

Tianyue City.

Jun'an Residential Area.

The sound of a motorcycle roaring through the streets filled the air, occasionally accompanied by sharp, explosive noises.

A man lying on the bed had a pale face, devoid of any color, with only bloodshot eyes making him appear terrifying.

"Reset..."

The man trembled, feeling as if the world around him was darkening.

His hand accidentally knocked his phone off the bed.

The expected thud didn’t happen; instead, a delicate hand caught the phone steadily.

At this moment, the phone’s screen was lit, displaying an unread message.

Qi Yuan looked at the hospital bed, at the innate seed that was identical to himself.

He showed a strange expression. "Seriously ill... Could it be kidney deficiency?"

Qi Yuan wasn’t good at diagnosing illnesses.

To him, any sickness was just kidney deficiency.

The innate seed also looked at Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan then smiled.

The pale man on the hospital bed turned into a drop of blood and merged into Qi Yuan’s body.

Suddenly, a massive wave of memories surged.

Curiosity filled Qi Yuan’s eyes.

"It's actually a world similar to Blue Star?"

"No, the technology here is far more advanced than that of Blue Star!"

"And... the universe!"

Qi Yuan pulled open the curtains and looked toward the sky.

The sky was bright; the stars seemed invisible.

But Qi Yuan could still see many stars.

"My Golden Core isn’t here?"

Indeed, his Stellar Golden Core didn’t appear in this universe; not even a shadow of it.

"Does this universe, where this world is located, differ from the universe of the Canglan Realm?"

A glimmer of sharpness flashed in Qi Yuan’s eyes.

However, he had a feeling that if he were to cultivate this body to the Golden Core stage, then... the projection of his Stellar Golden Core would appear in this world.

Based on the timeline, by then, Ning Tao would probably be free.

He could then summon Ning Tao down.

After all, with the spiritual power currently in his dantian, it was enough to sustain Ning Tao in this world indefinitely.

Playing a game alone could never compare to playing it with someone else, right?

"It's just... this body of mine is so weak?"

Qi Yuan glanced at himself in the mirror.

After merging with the innate seed, he couldn’t avoid inheriting the seed’s condition.

Now, he looked like a patient with not much time left to live.

[Qi Yuan, afflicted with an unknown curse, full-body weakness, only about 11 months of life remaining.]

This was the hidden information his eyes could see.

There was a great war seventy years ago.

In recent years, there have been occasional skirmishes.

If another war breaks out and the Qin Yuan Nation falls, what would happen to the martial arts tournament?

Qi Yuan thought about it but didn’t dwell on it too much; it was still early.

"Zero-One, I want to practice martial arts. How do I start?" Qi Yuan was still prepared to check out what the martial arts of this world were.

After all, previous quests all had a final boss.

This time, there was no final boss.

He was quite curious about the martial arts of this world.

"Sorry, master, your physical condition is extremely poor; martial arts training is not recommended." Robot Zero-One provided a reasonable answer.

Indeed, at this moment, Qi Yuan was as pale as a waterlogged ghost, panting heavily with every step.

"If my body were better, how could I learn martial arts, and how would I start?" Qi Yuan asked again.

Robot Zero-One replied bluntly,

"Sorry, master, you have Type III mental disorder, which disqualifies you from learning martial arts."

In the Qin Yuan Nation, the actions of people with mental disorders are already restricted.

Mentally ill people learning martial arts?

Martial arts schools wouldn’t dare teach them.

After all, what if they taught a mentally ill person, and then that person started hitting people?

Qi Yuan was speechless. He looked at the certificate on his bedside table: "I’m not sick."

"Zero-One understands your frustration, master, but please accept reality.

In fact, mentally ill individuals receive many benefits in the Qin Yuan Nation.

Not only can they receive a monthly allowance, but they also enjoy special rights in certain matters."

"Hmm?" Qi Yuan was stunned upon hearing this. "Mental illness has so many benefits. Does that mean I can pretend to be mentally ill?"

He already had a certificate stating he had a mental disorder, so pretending to have one shouldn’t be a problem.

The only fear was that his acting skills might not be up to par and he wouldn’t pull it off convincingly.

"Zero-One, how much cash do we have at home right now?" Qi Yuan asked at this moment.

Currently, he was indeed too weak.

If he rashly attempted martial arts training, he might end up dead.

So, Qi Yuan's idea was to first embark on the path of cultivation, solve his physical issues, or summon the projection of his Stellar Golden Core.

Once he had the power to protect himself, he could then pursue martial arts.

"We have 137,254 Qin Yuan coins left," Zero-One answered truthfully.

"Alright, buy me some things..." Qi Yuan instructed.

He wanted to start cultivating, and to cultivate quickly, he needed external aids.

He told Zero-One the materials he needed.

"Master, at 4:10 PM, your classmates will come to visit you," Zero-One reminded.

After graduation, the class monitor entered a government position. As Qi Yuan was the descendant of martyrs and had fallen seriously ill, the class monitor had organized some old classmates to visit him.

Qi Yuan glanced at the time on his phone; it was about an hour until 4:10 PM.

"Don’t worry, I’m still okay. Entertaining some guests is not a problem.

You go ahead and buy the materials."

Zero-One received the instruction and left the room.

Qi Yuan watched Zero-One leave, a thoughtful expression in his eyes.

"In the Canglan Realm, Mortal Heart Realm, Flowing Wind Realm, and even the Moonwatching Continent, they all use the same language.

On Gongxing, there are other languages. How strange."