Xingqing Media Company.
Inside the meeting room, white-collar workers were presenting their summaries:
"Our company’s talent scouts have recently discovered two newcomers with great potential for cultivation..."
"The last issue with the contract with the renovation company..."
"The biggest reporting task recently was the world’s foremost Martial Arts competition... Mr. Hua Wu, who pioneered the True Qi Martial Arts, has once again claimed the champion title."
"Consecutive Champion Hua Wu?"
Sitting at the head of the table, Luo Xiaoqing appeared somewhat distracted. Although she had achieved success and started a company, the thirty-year-old couldn’t help feeling sentimental upon hearing an old friend’s name, gazing at the vast meeting room, she suddenly found it dull, "Let’s call it a day."
With that, she got up and left, leaving the room of puzzled employees behind.
"What’s with the boss?"
"Thirty years old, maybe she’s desperate to marry?"
"Could be menopause."
"Tch, wish to die, huh... Let me tell you, this boss has a profound background. Rumor has it she even knows that God of Martial Arts!"
"Hua Wu?! Impossible!"
These discussions, naturally, would not reach Luo Xiaoqing’s ears.
She returned to her office, dismissed her secretary, and brewed herself a cup of tea. Gazing at the rising steam, she couldn’t help but sigh deeply, "Am I not worthy of being your friend? Why haven’t you come to see me after all these years?"
A mocking voice suddenly rang out in the room.
Luo Xiaoqing looked up to see Hua Wu; his appearance was the same as ten years ago, almost making her think she was hallucinating.
Zhong Shenxiu however, didn’t mind. He found a chair and sat down: "I avoid visiting old friends for their own good... At my position, people are always trying to exploit vulnerabilities, ruthless and cold, not caring about anyone, which is how I can protect you all."
Over the years, he had faced countless assassinations and other probes, although each was met with fierce retaliation, but if someone went after Uncle Niu and others, he was helpless, only able to seek revenge afterward.
And part of it was also because he was too lazy to face the relationships left by Hua Wu.
After all, the debts of obsession had been settled; they owed each other nothing.
Luo Xiaoqing looked at him, flashing a radiant smile suddenly, "Then why come now?"
"Because I am leaving."
Zhong Shenxiu replied wistfully, glancing at the Heavenly Show System:
[Name: Hua Wu (Zhong Shenxiu)]
[White Bone Magic Power: Refining Evil Ninth Layer]
[Innate Dao Techniques: White Bone Armor (Sixth Level), Three Yin Bone Searching Claw (Sixth Level), White Bone Yaksha Soul Emergence Method (Sixth Level), Hundred Bone War Chariot (Sixth Level), Thousand Bone Hundred Demon Hammer (Sixth Level), Controlling Minor Devils Technique (Sixth Level), White Bone Rejuvenation Technique (Sixth Level), Nightmare Victory Technique (Sixth Level), Returning Light Mirror (Sixth Level)]
[Transformation of Mirage Building: Third Level]
[Heavenly Show Points: 67 (42%)]
[Door of Ten Thousand: can be opened]
Ultimately, this world has its limits; when he surged forward, reaching the Refining Evil Ninth Layer, completing the consumption of the Nine Yin, he found he could not refine Gang Qi no matter what, feeling the same constraints as in the Martial Arts World.
This is a limitation of heaven and earth, beyond human power to compensate.
For this reason, he had not spent Heavenly Show Points to forcibly achieve a breakthrough, lest he be struck by lightning again.
"Although this world has the Red Blood Xuan Gang, the ultimate realm for cultivators is only the Refining Evil Ninth Layer..."
After that, Zhong Shenxiu could only give up progressing in his cultivation and began to focus solely on earning Heavenly Show Points, but the results were not as satisfactory as he had hoped.
The first time he won the Martial Arts Champion title, naturally, everyone was amazed.
But as he became more famous, the astonishments he received diminished, much like before, even after winning the Consecutive Champion title, he didn’t receive a single Heavenly Show Point, because the audience had become numb.
In terms of camera appearances and exposure, he was even higher than the president of the Star Alliance!
According to Zhong Shenxiu’s estimation, if he wanted to earn more points, he’d likely have to attempt some bizarre actions, such as "Shocking, the Consecutive Champion actually beats up an elderly man in the street, snatching a child’s lollipop"—activities utterly devoid of integrity.
He still had some sense of shame and didn’t want to do that.
Besides, not counting the earlier expenditure, earning 67 Heavenly Show Points in this world was already quite satisfying to him.
At this time, it was the period he had set for his return, and he needed to settle some connections.
"Leaving? Where are you going?"
Luo Xiaoqing wanted to ask more, but she discovered Zhong Shenxiu had already vanished, and everything just moments ago seemed like her illusion.
She stood dazedly, suddenly discovering a thread-bound book quietly lying where Zhong Shenxiu had disappeared.
On its cover, written in large, lively characters—Spirit Turtle Breathing Skill!
Zhong Shenxiu, holding a fruit basket just like a common visitor, walked into a large living room.
Uncle Niu had already shown signs of old age, seemingly after having his vengeance fulfilled, he put everything aside, even closed his gym, and moved into the nursing home.
At the moment, he was teaching a group of elderly gentlemen and ladies fitness exercises, appearing quite content.
Occasionally glancing back, he saw Zhong Shenxiu and smiled.
After waiting another half an hour, Uncle Niu finally came out, "You stinker, after all these years you didn’t come to see your Uncle Niu."
"I’m bound by the Jianghu, I have to go."
Zhong Shenxiu sighed.
"Where to?" Uncle Niu asked with a shake of his hand.
"Behind the wormhole, I’m very interested," Zhong Shenxiu answered with a smile.
Since the existence of the Heavenly Demon was exposed, these were no longer secrets.
"You’re crazy, that’s another world, and furthermore, there’s never been a successful exploration," Uncle Niu growled. "I think you’ve gone mad! No, you should settle down immediately, it’s not right, if you keep this up, man will turn bizarre."
Zhong Shenxiu was somewhat at a loss for words, but he had to admit, he was indeed somewhat crazy.
Of course, having the support of a myriad of doors, ready to return at any moment as his backup, he dared to be so reckless.
He was, of course, curious about that Sky Demon World.
"I’ve always been disobedient, your persuasion is futile, this time, it’s our last meeting."
Zhong Shenxiu smiled, handing a scroll to the helpless Uncle Niu, "I have a painting here, I’ll gift it to you... Remember to keep it safe, don’t reveal it, if one day you see a cultivator with fully developed True Qi, it will be useful."
On it, he had hand-drawn a White Bone Demon God.
Though somewhat crude and not comparing to the tradition of the White Bone Dao Book, in this world, it was a unique method of entering the Dao through martial arts!
"I’ve been here, naturally I should leave a mark."
"As for what changes it will bring, we shall wait and see."
Zhong Shenxiu laughed heartily, and his figure instantly disappeared.
Uncle Niu secured the scroll, glancing around like a thief, yet realizing everyone had paused momentarily, then resumed their activities as if they had forgotten everything that just happened.