Super War God in the City

Li Mengying looked toward He Chuan, her eyes conveying a trace of gratitude. She hadn't expected anyone to come forward and extricate her from the situation.

Ma Wenguang's eyes were filled with dark clouds as he shifted his gaze from He Chuan to Li Mengying. If this woman really intended to make things difficult for him, with He Chuan's backing, it would indeed be tough for him to handle.

Li Mengying pondered for a moment and said, "Let it be. As long as he doesn't trouble me in the future, that will be enough!"

She was very clear in her heart that there were no favors received in this world without a cause, and these favors always had to be repaid. He Chuan helping her out meant that she already owed him a favor.

If she continued to rely on someone else's power, the debt of gratitude would only grow larger.

"Wenguang, apologize to Miss Li!" Just then, a middle-aged man walked over and, upon assessing the situation on the field, immediately ordered Ma Wenguang.

"Uncle... I..." Ma Wenguang's face changed instantly, as even Uncle Ma Hua had spoken.

"What do you mean, 'I'? Didn't you hear what I said?" The man's expression darkened.

"I'm sorry for just now..." Ma Wenguang, with a sullen face, begrudgingly offered an apology to Li Mengying.

He Chuan turned his head and immediately revealed a smile, "It turns out to be Chairman Ma!"

"Hehe, my nephew has disrupted everyone's enjoyment today, so allow me to apologize to you," Ma Hua said with a smile, his attitude showing a trace of humility.

There was no choice, as circumstances were stronger than people. The He Family of today was no longer the same as it had been half a month before.

He Chuan, however, was not the kind to hold a grudge when he had the upper hand. After glancing at the calculating Ma Hua, he chuckled lightly, "Uncle Ma is being too serious. I may not give others face, but I must give face to you!"

Seeing the tense standoff dissipating and the originally doomed Li Mengying ending up unscathed, the Zhao surname woman felt a touch of displeasure and huffed, "Hmph, she really is a vixen. Being provocative does have its advantages; there are always people willing to play the role of the Flower Guardian!"
Experience tales at empire

"Sister Zhao, it seems you really look down on this Li Mengying, huh? Do you two have some history?" Cen Yan, a friend nearby, asked curiously.

"Hehe, it's not worth mentioning. My nephew had his arms and legs broken because of this sassy vixen, and he's still lying in a hospital bed," the woman surnamed Zhao said coldly, darkness filling her eyes.

She was Zhao Yuan, Zhou Tai's aunt and had invested a lot in him, hoping that one day he would inherit the position of the Zhou Family Patriarch and that she would also benefit from it.

Now, all hope was gone. Not only had he been crippled, the position of the heir to the Patriarch was also lost, and all because of this woman named Li Mengying. How could she not harbor hatred in her heart?

Cen Yan, the friend beside her, suddenly understood, thinking to herself that her good friend seemed to always find Li Mengying unpleasant.

Up on the second floor, Tang Tiancheng, seeing the situation downstairs had calmed down, nodded secretly, "Who is the person who intervened?"

"Replying to Young Master, he is Vice President He Chuan of the Ding Character Rank Martial Association branch, and he's also the most important person we've invited this time!" Wang Anxiang promptly introduced.

"Hmm!" Tang Tiancheng nodded slightly and then turned to go back to the private room.

Ma Wenguang felt resentful, his face dark as he swept He Chuan and Li Mengying with a glance, following behind his Uncle Ma Hua and leaving the dance floor with a gloomy expression.

"Thank you very much, Young Master He, for your help just now!" Li Mengyao quickly thanked He Chuan.

"Haha, don't mention it. If you don't mind, may I have the honor of the next dance? Don't worry, I won't be as uncouth as that fellow was!" He Chuan said with a laugh, although deep down, he was extremely excited.

Li Mengying pondered slightly. Although she did not like to dance with men again, she felt it would be rude to decline. As the music for the dance once again started, she could only smile and follow He Chuan onto the dance floor.

...

In Zhongnan, within the Qiao Family's chambers.

Ling Fan sensed the atmosphere becoming somewhat heavy, and with a light cough, he said with a smile, "Don't be so gloomy, okay? It's as if we're parting forever!"

Qiao Yuchan snapped back to her senses and cast him a displeased glance, "You wish you could leave forever, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

With that, she took out a beast pouch made of cloth and tossed it to Ling Fan.

"The Elixirs sent over by the Hong family before are all kept in here. There's also a Broken Sword that I'm giving you; you might find it useful," Qiao Yuchan said indifferently.

Ling Fan caught the beast pouch in his hand, his eyes immediately widened, "Is this... a storage bag?"

"Hmm, I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable!" Qiao Yuchan remarked in surprise, giving Ling Fan a glance.

"This thing seems like something no one on Earth could make, where did you get it!" Ling Fan's eyes shone with eagerness and curiosity.

"Hmm, this thing was found in the Wanxuan Ancient Cave at the Zhongnan Shennong Peak, a legendary ancient ruin.

All high-tech is rendered useless there, and only we high-rank martial artists can barely enter to explore," Qiao Yuchan explained.

"The Tai Xuan Ancient Cave? Where is Shennong Peak in Zhongnan?" Ling Fan couldn't help but ask.

"I knew you would ask, I put a map inside the Spatial Beast Pouch as well!"

"Is there information about the whereabouts of Exotic Fire there?" Ling Fan asked again.

"The legendary Exotic Fire? If it exists, I guess it would only be there; you can try your luck!" Qiao Yuchan said with curiosity, wondering what this guy wanted Exotic Fire for.

Upon hearing her words, Ling Fan instantly became excited. If he could really find Exotic Fire, he could cultivate a Dharma Gate from the Limitless Secret Tome.

During this period, using the Elixirs he obtained from the Hong family and the heavenly and earthly treasures from the Qiao family, he had cultivated the "Tempering Divine Art" within the Limitless Secret Tome.

Only Law Practitioners possess spiritual power; martial artists do not have it. But according to the secret tome, once one's cultivation enters the Innate Realm, magic and martial arts come from the same source, and one will automatically acquire Divine Sense.

Moreover, with the enhancement of the Cultivation Realm, spiritual power also automatically advances to the next realm.

However, this secret method allows for rapid advancement of spiritual power to higher realms in the early stages, without relying on the natural progression of cultivation.

The only issue is that cultivating this Art requires the combination of soul-related heavenly and earthly treasures, which are extremely rare.

The realms of the soul go from low to high, including the Falling Cloud Realm, Heavenly Dew Realm, Sea-Transforming Realm, Elixir-Breaking Realm...

At that moment, Ling Fan had already cultivated the Falling Cloud Realm, which is only reached in the Innate Realm, his spiritual power forming a visible misty cloud, allowing his Divine Sense to cover a radius of a hundred meters, which was infinitely beneficial to him.

He also knew how to use the Spatial Beast Pouch, immediately imprinting his Divine Sense upon it, finding that the space inside wasn't large, capable of holding at most a few pigs.

However, it was enough for his current needs, as this object was a rarity and impossible for ordinary people to obtain.

"You don't use Origin Force?" Seeing that Ling Fan used the beast pouch differently than she did, Qiao Yuchan immediately asked with curiosity.

"Heh, I've cultivated Divine Sense, so of course I don't need to do it the cumbersome way you do. You'll be able to do the same when you enter the Innate Realm," Ling Fan said with a smile.

Regrettably, except for himself, no one else could practice the Tempering Divine Art; otherwise, he wouldn't mind teaching it to Qiao Yuchan.

Qiao Yuchan was rendered speechless. She always thought of herself as a genius, but sometimes comparing oneself with others brought despair, feeling a vast gap standing beside Ling Fan.

Ling Fan took a glance at the beast pouch with his Divine Sense and saw a bunch of Elixirs, a map, and a Broken Sword. His Divine Sense moved, and he took the Broken Sword out.

On closer inspection, the sword blade was broken, emitting a restrained cold light, with less than two feet remaining, its edge sharp as frost.

He was astonished to feel a dense spiritual power coursing through it with his Divine Sense. Glancing at the hilt, the words 'Long Yuan' were engraved on it, but as the sword was broken, it should be called 'Duan Yuan' now!