Xu Baiyan also instructed that once you have a girlfriend, you canāt spend money extravagantly. You need to learn to support a family. With dad in prison, you have to hold this family together. Even as an older sister, you canāt ignore it. A round of nagging ensued.
Mu Cheng listened on the side with her face red and neck tight, as if she were some kind of spendthrift woman.
Indeed, it was Xu Baiyanās handiwork.
Now Su Yue was relieved.
"You must be Su Yue, right? Young people like you are really impressive.
"All of you new generation of Wuda students are truly remarkable."
The old man also walked over.
Seeing the new generation of Martial Artists in the Divine Land being so strong filled him with genuine satisfaction.
"Just 67 years ago, this very street where you stand was once occupied by foreign tribes.
"The soil beneath your feet was then stained with blood, many from the Zhao Qi Corps died here.
"Youāre all very fortunate not to have to endure that dreadful horror... The current times are truly wonderful."
The old man came over and sat down, recounting many details of the wars from back then.
In the past, these things were not to be spoken of casually.
But now, as countries around the world are gradually lifting restrictions, the old man opened up his heart.
Before they knew it, it was already late at night. Everyone listened as the old man recounted stories of the past, and watched him bid farewell to each fallen comrade, feeling uneasy in their hearts.
Three battle camps.
Filling the gaps of the Wet Ghost Tower with lives, draining the Qi Blood of the foreign tribes with lives. Some Martial Artists, before dying, only wished to bite a foreigner.
What a magnificent and tragic era it was.
About closing time.
The old man was also tired, and he urged everyone to go back and rest early.
Su Yue and the others stood up, solemnly saluting the old man.
The old manās legs were wounded, but he still tried his best to stand up and salute back solemnly.
This is what inheritance means.
Generation after generation of belief, generation after generation of perseverance.
We have created this peaceful era with life and blood, hoping that young people will guard it with effort and diligence.
Peace is never born; it is a luxury.
It requires generations of blood to guard, generations of sacrifice to pay the price.
The old man used his stories to pass on the belief to the new generation of Martial Artists.
And Su Yue and his generation, in their fervent way, were also imperceptibly influencing the younger generation.
...
New Yearās is approaching.
Su Yue and the others took care of all the tedious matters.
West Martial is on break, and everyone is supposed to go home for New Yearās.
For liberal arts students, the holiday is about a month, while at each Wuda, itās around 10 days. Some Wudas even have only 7 days, or as few as 3 days.
Martial arts are about persistence; thereās no room to waste too much time.
Su Yue had already bought a ticket back to Cengyan City.
...
Available diligence points: 51345
1: Sleep Exemption
2: The Price of Love (next use consumes 4100 diligence points)
3: Save Your Dog Life
4: Distinguishing Human and Ghost
5: Sneaky Invisibility
6: Blind as a Bat
Qi Blood Value: 1008
...
Although he had broken through to the third grade, the road ahead was even more challenging.
The credits earned at the Cangyuan Sixth Camp last time were almost spent; the premium Tangzhu Pill was indeed too expensive.
This timeās MVP, the Ministry of Education rewarded with 10,000 credits.
The champion team, the Ministry of Education rewarded 50,000 credits, but when divided among the team, Su Yue only received over 10,000 credits since others had contributed too, and Su Yue couldnāt take it all.
West Martial also had a special reward for Su Yue, though not much, only 5,000 credits.
After a grand battle of the hundred schools, he ended up with 25,000 credits.
Converted to money, it was over 2.5 million.
Others envied Su Yue.
But Su Yue himself had unspeakable pain.
If he bought premium Tangzhu Pills, the 25,000 credits could purchase 22 pills.
Yet to defeat Meng Yang and Liu Huanong, he consumed 17 premium Tangzhu Pills in this competition.
Overall, it was a losing deal all the way to grandmaās house.
Thereās actually something more dreadful.
Now that Su Yue had broken through to the third grade, the effectiveness of the premium Tangzhu Pill started to weaken, and his own body even developed a resistance.
This is absolutely a tragic story.
The key is that the fourth grade is the threshold for mid-level Martial Artists, and Su Yue dared not rashly consume pills meant for the fourth grade realm; itās prone to sudden death.
"Why am I so attached to the Wet Realm?!"
Su Yue lifted his head.
He suddenly had an endless longing for the Wet Realm.
Itās hateful.
Because of his status at West Martial, he could only go to the Yan Gui Corps. Due to the interference from the Cangyuan Sixth Camp, he couldnāt even reach the main battle zone, let alone mix into the foreign tribesā city.
Itās painful.
Su Yue felt a frustration of untapped talent.
It requires 2000 cards of Qi Blood to break through to the fourth grade; how difficult that is.
No wonder, everyone says that suppressing the Qi Ring is a one-way trip.
Look at Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang; both just over 2000 cards of Qi Blood, and they have already broken through to the fifth grade.
Comparing oneself to others is maddening; you canāt compare.
Otherwise, should I commit a crime, first go to Shenchu City, and then apply to the Fourth Battlefield to find dad?
Alas, better forget it.
Young age, donāt let my mind go astray.
Su Yue shook his head.
After a fit of wild thoughts, he went to the mountains in the middle of the night, for he doesnāt need to sleep.
This old place is very secluded, so he can safely practice the Yangxiang Raceās fire combat technique.
Perhaps because he broke through to the third grade, this time Su Yue completely finished the process, directly completing the training.
It succeeded.
The life rope felt like an extra arm, only much more nimble.
Although its power hasnāt been tested yet, Su Yue could imagine that this was a very strong combat technique from the Yangxiang Race, likely very advanced within their race.
Flame play in the Wet Realm has always been very advanced.