The Favored Son of Heaven

Lin Jiaxuan? The dark night was incapable of stopping Qin Fen’s extraordinary eyesight. He could clearly see the name on the military tag on her chest.

She felt Qin Fen’s gaze land on her chest area, and the gratefulness that Lin Jiaxuan had in her heart to her savior Qin Fen lessened by more than half. This man was a pervert!

“Whatcha looking at!?”

Lin Jiaxuan asked coldly, her gaze ice-cold as well.

Qin Fen hurriedly retracted his gaze and drew his lips into a line.

“You can’t talk about what happened tonight. If you just so happen to bump into me in the future, you will pretend not to know me. Can you do this?”

Lin Jiaxuan’s conditions caused Qin Fen to be shocked once more. He originally thought that she would have harsher conditions. He never thought that things would be this easy.

Regardless of what he thought, Qin Fen promptly nodded in agreement.

“Also, you’re not allowed to come here at night from now on.”

Qin Fen’s lips twitched. He felt that this woman was being a bit too overbearing. This place wasn’t her home. On what basis couldn’t he come? But he thought on the contrary. Cultivating in the ocean didn’t speed things up by much. Plus there was the danger of the reverse circulation in his meridians, so he simply nodded.

“Anything else?” Qin Fen asked faintly.

Lin Jiaxuan was taken aback for a moment. Her demands were too excessive toward someone who saved her. She was just trying to cover her embarrassment from having her body touched. Plus she had to act tough. There was no need to be overly lenient with a pervert.

“No.” Lin Jiaxuan still shook her head in response.

Qin Fen never thought that things would be resolved so easily. He politely dropped a goodbye, turned around, and quickly ran into the night, disappearing.

As she watched Qin Fen go, Lin Jiaxuan had an indescribable irritation in her heart. If her father’s faction in the military hadn’t lost power, she would never be assigned to this place.

After a short moment of frustration, Lin Jiaxuan suddenly thought of something important. Her true energy had been in violent disorder. It should have been impossible for someone who didn’t know the Jade Girl Heart Sutra to correct this situation.

Qin Fen’s aura had fiercely exploded just now. He clearly didn’t cultivate in the way of the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, so how did he know the way of the Jade Girl Heart Sutra? There was suspicion in Lin Jiaxuan’s eyes.

Qin Fen quickly took a shower after returning to his living quarters and got into bed to sleep. Thoughts kept forming in his mind, though. Why did cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art suddenly become so difficult at the last part with entering the dantian region? How did the figure of light know the Jade Girl Heart Sutra?

Without even realizing it, Qin Fen, assaulted by exhaustion, fell into deep sleep.

“This place is…?”

Qin Fen realized that he had entered that mysterious dream once more. His body floated in the infinite expanse of starry space.

“You’ve come! Kid!”

The greeting came resonating from behind. Qin Fen was just about to turn when a piercing gale of wind came striking at him, carried by a fist.

In the dream, Qin Fen wasn’t scared of others finding out that he also cultivated in the Flood Fist. In the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, he bent his two legs slightly, and his body twisted counterclockwise. His right leg acted as an axis, while his left leg rose up, the knee bent, to kick the sneak attacker in the jaw.

The Flood Fist: Scorpion Tail!

The kick pressured the opponent to retreat, and Qin Fen completed the rotation of his body. His opponent, standing not too far away, had to be the figure of light. If not, who could it be?

It was a bit strange! Qin Fen’s eyebrows furrowed closer together. The figure of light always acted roboticly in the past, but today its words brought with them more of a human tone.

“Kid, I know what you’re wondering.” The figure of light’s body pulsated a bit, and his appearance transformed into that of a grand man in the blink of an eye. The man wore a simple and coarse button down shirt. The imposing aura of his power enveloped and pressed down upon heaven and earth from his body.

“A fist without life is the same as a fist without personality. They are both incomplete.” The man’s eyes flickered like comets. Qin Fen’s body was in no way lacking to the man’s, but the man before his eyes gave off a feeling of a tall mountain piercing the heavens.

“I don’t know who got this program, and I really don’t know what’s his personality.” The man’s lips formed a grin. He looked at Qin Fen very amiably, “I just wish that the person who cultivates in this set of secret arts will brand their personality into their martial arts.”

Branding one’s personality into their martial arts? Qin Fen suddenly had a flash of insight from the murky darkness. How did one do this branding? The road ahead might be long, but that was okay! He just needed to have a goal!

Qin Fen had been thinking of something for a really long time. He’d been thinking about what counted to be truly powerful! In this moment, he knew that the man before his eyes, transformed from the figure of light, had showed him a way.

“Youngster, we have eight people in total here. They will take turns to guide you in the days to come.” The man looked straight into Qin Fen’s eyes. “Because our personalities are the closest, I was the first to appear. This is to get yourself adjusted. Next time, the person to appear will have a personality complete opposite of yours.”

Qin Fen was taken aback time and time again as he listened. This man, who brought forth a powerful aura, should be at the level of an apex expert of the modern world, right? There were actually eight people at the same level of strength here?

“Youngster, are you ready?” The man smiled.

In the Federation, it was very difficult for those without wealth to learn high level martial arts. Without enough wealth, it was very difficult to receive the guidance of an expert.

Sometimes, just a little bit of guidance from an expert was more useful than two years of befuddled practice.

Qin Fen was eighteen this year, reaching the first true growth stage for martial artists when one could advance by leaps and bounds. He would gain great benefits in growth if he could find an expert to guide him.

Training in the Federation’s high level martial arts at a young age didn’t guarantee a great advantage over others. The true martial dao was to focus on establishing a foundation before entering the growth stage. It wasn’t necessarily good for one’s future to make consecutive breakthroughs before the age of eighteen.

Therefore, many young experts were silent and nameless before the age of eighteen. After eighteen, their strength soared by leaps and bounds as they rapidly made a name for themselves.

“Youngster, you train in the Flood Fist and the Arhat Fist, right? The man nodded, very pleased, “Excellent. Excellent. Any and all high level martial arts start from the foundation. One must know how to lay a solid foundation and seek the extraordinary from the ordinary. This is the best path to rise up.”

Qin Fen smiled wryly. When he first started practicing these two fist forms, he never thought anything about laying a foundation. It was all because he didn’t have the money to learn the high level martial arts. Plus, practicing in these two martial arts resulted in a strong and health body. They were suited for giving him strength to make a living.