UGB Chapter 288 The Frustrated Martial Artist
Chapter 288 The Frustrated Martial Artist
Chapter 289 The Frustrated Martial Artist
"Stop, stop, stop, Senior Qin, you're really pushing your luck! This map of Yan is way too short!" Fang Ping said speechlessly. He'd only said two sentences before revealing his true intentions: "It's not that I don't want to teach you. I succeeded by accident myself. I don't even know it myself. Otherwise, do you think I wouldn't share it?"
"At that time, each person will receive a patent fee of one thousand yuan. I'll be able to collect so many patent fees that my hands will cramp up."
Fang Ping helplessly spread his hands and said.
"Fine, once my cultivation level improves, why would I need to infiltrate? I'll just openly rob someone, what's there to be afraid of?" Qin Fengqing said with a pout.
Soon after sensing the three ninth-rank auras colliding once or twice, the attack stopped, and then two ninth-rank auras could be felt flying towards them.
"This is a demonstration, a display of our strength, to let those in the underground know how powerful we are."
Li Changsheng said.
"Old Li, two ninth-rank officials should be able to keep Prince Liu here, right? After all, humans are generally quite strong in combat—"
Fang Ping asked from the side.
"It's possible, but the remaining cities in the underground city won't just stand by and watch Prince Liu die. Once Garrison Commander Wu and his men show any intention to kill, the ninth-rank officials on the other side will also come out, which will cause even greater casualties."
Li Changsheng said.
"In other words, only the cavemen can attack us, and we can't fight back. We just have to watch them slaughter the strong."
Even if they have the ability to retaliate, it's too much to hold back for the sake of the bigger picture—
Fang Ping said angrily.
"It's frustrating, but there's nothing we can do. Yes, you can kill this group of experts, but what will you use to resist when the cities unite? Once a full-scale war breaks out, it won't just be this many people dying, but hundreds or thousands of times more. The consequences then are something we can't afford to bear. So, even if it's frustrating, we have to bear it."
Zhou Dingguo, who was standing next to him, also spoke up.
"But this will drive people crazy sooner or later. It's better to guide than to block," Fang Ping said after a moment of silence. "We can only endure and wait, but now it seems that everything is worth it!"
You new generation of strong individuals are rising!
The number of martial artists of the seventh rank and above is increasing, and more and more geniuses are emerging. Humanity needs time!
With people like Lu Hao and others growing up, we won't be afraid of any major battles.
Li Changsheng said.
"We also know that you hate the big picture and things like that, and you don't want to fight a clean and decisive battle."
When I was young, I also hated the so-called "big picture" and all that, thinking it was all unnecessary. A martial artist should live for the moment, seeking revenge and seeking justice. But later, when I stood in this position, in charge of the lives and deaths of the people in this region, I could no longer act recklessly.
We must be responsible for their lives, so the overall situation is essential. We can do without lower-level martial artists, but we mid-to-high-level martial artists must be included.
Zhang Dingnan recounted his past from the side.
As everyone was talking, Wu Chuan and Zhao Xingwu returned.
Upon seeing Li Changsheng for the first time, Wu Chuan immediately tested his condition. Although he had already heard Zhao Xingwu's explanation, seeing was believing. "It is indeed the Golden Bone, Changsheng. I didn't expect this to be a blessing in disguise. As long as your spiritual power increases, you will be an eighth-rank cultivator," Wu Chuan said with a smile. When Li Changsheng, a sixth-rank cultivator, killed an eighth-rank cultivator, he was both happy and sad. He was happy that his junior brother had actually killed an eighth-rank cultivator after ten years of hard work, but he was also sad that he had paid for this sword with his life. Now that he had been reborn, Wu Chuan was truly happy for him.
"Wu, how is the situation with Prince Liu?" Zhou Dingguo asked.
"The situation is alright. At first, I had them completely outmaneuvered, and then only Prince Liu was chasing me. He couldn't catch me, so he could only conduct a large-scale search. Now that we have two Rank 9 experts here, Prince Liu will be even less likely to make any rash moves. The Nanjiang Underground Cave is basically settled. The next step is to establish a stronghold."
Wu Chuan said that although the situation was more serious than expected, the outcome was good and it was resolved very easily.
"Young Lu, we really owe you a lot this time. If you hadn't blown up the royal city, this war would probably have dragged on for who knows how long. I, Wu Chuan, don't have much more. We'll see what the government says. But if you graduate and come to the garrison, you can directly become the garrison commander."
Wu Chuan said to Lu Hao with a smile.
"You bastard, Lao Wu, Lu Hao is only a sophomore, and you're already trying to poach him?"
Before Lu Hao could say anything, Li Changsheng, standing next to him, glared and spoke.
"Sophomore? You've met a sophomore Grandmaster? If you ask me, kid Lu is perfectly capable of graduating and coming to work for my garrison."
"Hmph, Lu Hao is going to stay at the school. Wu Kuishan has already planned to let Lu Hao graduate and become the honorary vice principal. How dare you, a graduate of Magic Martial Arts University, try to poach him?"
"I'm sorry, Commander Wu, I have no intention of leaving. I plan to stay at Magic Martial Arts University, since I'm quite familiar with it."
Lu Hao said to Wu Chuan.
Wu Chuan wasn't particularly regretful; it was just a normal invitation. "Alright, staying at Magic Martial Arts University is fine too. Maybe you can even fulfill the old principal's last wish of having a school that can protect the entire region." Commander Zhou, who was standing next to him, added, "As for our military, you can also take up a temporary post here if you want. That way, you'll have an identity when you go out."
"On temporary assignment?"
"You've made such a significant contribution this time; you're more than qualified to be a general on a nominal post. Having the title of general without real power in the army is insufficient."
After all, you don't want to manage the army, do you? Many grandmasters hold positions in the military.
Commander Zhou explained.
"That's fine, thank you Commander Zhou." Lu Hao glanced at Li Changsheng, and seeing him nod, he agreed to the promotion.
"Once you're out there, you can call yourself a general. Except for not having real power, your benefits and treatment will be the same as a regular general."
Commander Zhou said that although it was just a temporary post, it was good to have made contact with such outstanding individuals. The best thing to do for such people was to give them a temporary post and then provide them with assistance.
Lu Hao nodded; this matter had no downsides for him, only benefits.
"Fang Ping, do you still have any life essence left?" Wu Chuan asked Fang Ping.
"That's all."
Fang Ping answered very decisively.
Wu Chuan didn't ask any further questions and continued, "Once the third passage opens, you can go back. The passage is basically working fine now. Next, we'll establish a base. You won't be idle then."
Fang Ping quickly smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't worry about us. We're fine and can continue fighting."
"Ahem, it's not that I'm worried about your safety, but mainly because you just stole the life essence from Giant Willow City, and Lu Hao blew up the energy mine in Giant Pine City. If the ninth-rank enemy on the other side sees you two..."
Although Wu Chuan didn't finish his sentence, Fang Ping already understood what he meant.
It means that you two have risked their lives. They don't want a big fight now, but what if they see you two and decide to fight you both to the death?