Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 295: 183: Retracing the Path He Lanchan Took

Chapter 295: Chapter 183: Retracing the Path He Lanchan Took

Under the night cloak, stars dotted the sky, and a half moon hung high, like a cold eye overlooking the earth.

Light pierced through the dense mist, casting a vague figure, dressed in a long trench coat with a military saber, underneath was a bulletproof vest and anti-stabbing suit styled like a vest and shirt, plus a layer of armor seized from the Esotericists.

“Qin Shi is truly cautious. Despite having a physique strong enough to break through the Four Great Limits, he still takes such thorough protection measures.”

Old Zhang’s eyes shone like a torch, instantly seeing through Qin Shi’s “full gear,” and felt nostalgic, thinking he had chosen a great inheritor for the Nanhuang Daoist School. At a stage where one should be arrogant and unrestrained, achieving success as a youth, he was so composed and stable.

“Greetings, Master Zhang. Greetings, Chief Examiner.”

Qin Shi crossed the Copper Mountain, reached the oasis at the end of the Great Rift Valley, and saw Old Zhang in a wheelchair, as well as Xu Sheng, the Chief Examiner specially dispatched by the Martial Arts Association.

“Mr. Qin, you rightfully deserve the first place in this Top 100 competition. To emerge from the outer regions as a dark horse and claim the championship, even breaking the barrier of the Specialized Domain. Counting back several hundred sessions, your achievement is truly substantial.”

Xu Sheng spared no words of praise. Although the Martial Arts Association was composed of various factions, they generally divided into the Old Martial Sect and New Martial Sect, competing through various events.

And how one determined the faction depended on their origin.

Like in ancient times’ imperial examinations, where you stood was often decided by who your mentor and classmates were, thus forming alliances.

As for Xu Sheng, he was an early graduate of Qiguang Heng University’s Martial Arts System, later joining the Martial Arts Association and serving as an “Inspector.”

This position was somewhat special, requiring partial independence; hence, he was considered neutral, not intervening in the disputes between Old Martial and New Martial.

“Chief Examiner flatters me. I just did my best and got lucky.”

Qin Shi said humbly.

He “saw” from the other person a very intense life force, like a rotating asteroid, containing terrifying explosive power.

This should be the most powerful top-tier expert in the Martial Arts Path he had seen, aside from Old Zhang.

“My surname is Xu, just call me Brother Xu.”

Xu Sheng’s attitude was very friendly.

After all, the potential and future Qin Shi exhibited were like a high-potential growth stock.

Any big client with some savings would have an interest in investing, at least putting them on a watch list to observe further developments.

This was despite Qin Shi being involved in the grudge between Nanhuang Daoist School and the Ying family, with a relatively high-risk factor.

If he were simply the true inheritor of a Grandmaster level figure, with an outstanding family background,

he could be considered a growth and stability combined white horse stock, fought over by various factions.

“Brother Xu.”

Qin Shi smiled shyly, very fitting for his minor high school student’s status.

“Looks harmless but fierce-handed, resembling the demeanor of an Old Martial Sect’s senior apprentice or a Daoist School’s chief disciple from ancient times.”

Xu Sheng looked at that innocent and harmless, like a neighborhood younger brother’s face, muttering silently.

This session’s Top 100 first place was genuinely too deceptive.

If not for his clear knowledge of the other party’s ruthlessness in the outer regions, wiping out teams regardless of gender, sparing no one!

Creating a trial that accounted for more than ninety percent of the death indicators!

He would really have been fooled by Qin Shi’s appearance!

“I’ll wait for you ahead, Mr. Qin.”

Xu Sheng wisely moved away, knowing that the teacher and student had words to exchange, quietly giving them space.

“Master Zhang, I did not fail your expectations.”

Qin Shi earnestly clasped his hands, performing an old ritual of the Old Martial Sect.

“Zhou Yuanchen broke through to the Specialized Level before you, and yet you eliminated him.”

Old Zhang’s eyes showed wrinkles of a smile, very comforting:

“The prestige of Nanhuang Daoist School, you have displayed! I am sharing your glory!”

Qin Shi didn’t say much. He had received the core inheritance of Nanhuang Daoist School, with a Grandmaster’s protection.

This treatment, others could not even dream of obtaining; he couldn’t take the advantage and then act humble.

“Let’s not talk idle.”

Old Zhang turned his wheelchair, pointing his hand towards the oasis.

Qin Shi utilized his enhanced eyesight to vaguely see a dilapidated temple weathered by time.

It was shrouded in mist, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

“There is the Void Altar that Marshal Qin first established in Heng Province. Its original purpose was to work with the Star Torch, setting navigation nodes and guiding space ships to point directions.”

Old Zhang’s eyes glimmered with expectation, speaking softly:

“It has been too long, and lacks maintenance, so it has already been scrapped. The Martial Arts Association now uses it as cultivation resources, absorbing celestial light, bathing and empowering, refining mortal bodies.

In the past, the Old Martial Sect in Heng Province flourished like bamboo shoots after rain, relying heavily on these altars, greatly aiding the Old Martial Sect in breaking limits and strengthening themselves. I used it once or twice in the past, and the effects were outstanding.”

Qin Shi’s eyes lit up; was this the greatest reward for the Top 100 competition?

Breaking limits was not easy.

It seemed effortless for him, each time capturing the opportunities of the Seven Great Limits, connecting smoothly and ensuring progress.

This was because of his deep foundation, continuous resource supply.

Under such conditions, he had to consider the talent and qualifications increment, and exceptional help.

For ordinary Old Martial Sect members, breaking through four physical limits in a lifetime was already difficult.

“Absorbing celestial light, this opportunity is rare. Even the highest level of the Martial Arts Association only gets a few opportunities each year; the pie is not enough to be shared.

You must cherish it…”

Old Zhang suddenly lowered his voice, warning:

“He Lanchan has been to Heng Province. It seems he was searching for something and ended up retreating at the Void Altar in the Great Rift Valley for a period. You inherited his ‘Void Meditation Technique,’ maybe you could gain something from it.”

Old He also enjoyed the celestial light empowerment at the Void Altar?

Still, he should have been a top expert in the Specialized Domain by then, possibly about to break through to Grandmaster.

This opportunity should have been useless for He Lanchan.

Why did he retreat here?

Qin Shi had many doubts arising in his mind.

His thoughts wandered, his mind fluctuated, yet he remained calm and said faintly:

“Understood, Master Zhang. I will make the most of the opportunity to step into the Fourth Major Limit.”

What?

The Fourth Major Limit?

Old Zhang looked at Qin Shi with astonished eyes, his withered hand like a claw swiftly grasping him.

Seemingly, the furnace-like aura of the boiling Star Sea seeped into his flesh, like a radar scan.

“Fourth Major Limit, truly loosened!”

Old Zhang showed excitement:

“The skin limit! Mortal flesh, muscles, bones, and skin—you’ve opened up three major limits, just one short to forge a perfect body!”

Qin Shi felt Old Zhang’s furnace-like vast life force, incredibly immense, and compared to it, he was as tiny as dust.

“After you receive the celestial light empowerment bath, I will thoroughly discuss with you.”

Old Zhang excitedly patted the wheelchair armrest, numerous plans emerged in his mind.

The most formidable and renowned aspect of the Nanhuang Daoist School.

Was the Casting Body!

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After chatting with Old Zhang, Qin Shi stepped toward the dilapidated temple hidden in the mist.

Xu Sheng, with his hands behind his back, waited quietly ahead, speaking as he walked:

“Mr. Qin, the path you are walking now has been trodden once by many predecessors of Heng Province Martial Arts Association, and even the first-generation Top Ten.”

Xu Sheng pointed to the stone tablets along the roadside, etched with names.

The one at the very end had three prominent characters.

He, Lan, Chan!

“Hmm.”

Qin Shi looked seriously:

“The formidable aura is evident, but isn’t the writing too ugly? Like dog scratches.”

Qin Shi followed Xu Sheng’s steps, slowly arriving close.

Suddenly, he looked back, gazing at the fog-shrouded path, seemingly recognizing a familiar figure standing behind him.

“The place He Lanchan walked, I’ve also walked.”

Calm Sea of Consciousness stirred, the altar formed by the ‘Void Meditation Technique’ lightly trembled, emanating a peculiar glow.