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Chapter 216 - 216 152 I Gradually Understood Everything (4000)_2

Chapter 216: 152 I Gradually Understood Everything (4000)_2 Chapter 216: 152 I Gradually Understood Everything (4000)_2 “Wait a minute, Uncle, let me finish my breakfast first.” Duomeng sipped his milk, chewed on a piece of bread and looked up to say.

“Are you that hungry? You’re seriously injured, eating too much is not good, you shouldn’t eat that last piece of bread,” Mian warned.

Hearing this, Duomeng couldn’t help but look a little bitter.

“Uncle, do you know how I’ve been getting by these last ten days?”

Bug feast, moss salad, dew sweetness…

Duomeng tried everything he hadn’t tried before, although he reached the second blood acceleration limit, unlike Casio who entered the cyclic phase after hitting three nodes, he still had to eat and drink. But he barely managed to keep his strength above average.

Misled by fog into a cave, then ten days in the relic labyrinth, getting food was a great challenge for Duomeng.

Immediately, Duomeng began to describe his various experiences journeying into the Alfama Mountains. The starting point was the fight initiated by Casio, and the end was their joint escape from the relic last night.

The journey was filled with dangers and twists. Duomeng’s experience wasn’t much better off than Casio’s, and in some instances, it was even more bitter because he couldn’t go without food or drink. Even Casio felt sympathetic after hearing about it.

“There is such a magical relic?! The Blood Clan in Alfama Mountains may not be so simple. You mentioned a blood pool filled with coffins, and a Blood Clan with strength overwhelmingly stronger than you two combined constantly chasing you…” Mian paused, “then in the other coffins, there is likely at least a group of such Blood Clan sleeping. This so-called Blood Clan has such a powerful force, but I never heard of them when I was in the Crazy Lion Flow Mountain Gate…”

Hearing this, Casio, who was slicing Garlic Bread on the side, paused, his eyes slightly narrowing. He remembered he also hadn’t heard about any such dark creatures when he was retracing the events at Wind Elephant Gate. Even when the Secret Martial Circle gathered for the exchange game, in the mutual discussions among the young generation of core disciples, there was no mention of dark creatures, which seemed a bit strange.

Moreover, looking at those Blood Clan members last night, they seemed surprised that Duomeng and he, being pure humans, could burst out such powerful physical strength. It felt like there was a blurry frosted glass separating the two sides, existing parallel to one another in the same world, but living separate lives.

In theory, two different races with different positions of powerful forces should have a lot of contradictions and intersections. Casio felt it was impossible that there were no Secret Martial Artists who had encountered dark creatures, and there must have been dark creatures who had encountered Secret Martial Artists too. But neither side seemed curious enough to delve deeper? They subconsciously ignored each other?

As he thought about it, he could feel his hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Casio felt as though he saw an invisible hand reaching down from the high clouds, manipulating the fate and coincidences of the world.

“Phew…”

He took a deep breath, not wanting to delve deeper into this horrifying thought for the moment. Casio snapped back to reality.

Meanwhile, Duomeng was chatting with his Uncle Mian about the temporary agreement reached by Casio and Duomeng in the relic passage.

“Cooperate?” Mian turned his head towards Casio.

Duomeng followed suit and turned towards him as well.

Casio rubbed his forehead to clear his mind, and just like that day, he said, “Mr. Mian, have you ever heard of the Secret Soul power?”

“What is the Secret Soul power?” Mian asked curiously.

“Guess how old I am now?” Casio, under Duomeng’s speechless gaze, repeated what he said in the cave that day.

A minute later…

“I’m twenty-four this year…”

“What? Stop kidding me, let me check your bone age.”

“Truly twenty-four… Made a Major Accomplishment in martial arts at such an age…”

Two minutes later…

“Black Rain Villa? What a strange place? It seems even stranger than the relic you two experienced …”

“Yes, but the Secret Soul power is related to it.”

Five minutes later.

“Shit!”

Mian, overwhelmed with excitement, stood up abruptly, slapping the tabletop with such force that he made a hole in it. Duomeng, who was drinking milk next to him, was shocked by the movement; milk in the glass cup splashed all over his face.

“Uncle, calm down, take it easy. Let’s sit down and discuss it carefully,” Duomeng said as he wiped his face.

“I am not young anymore, how can I not be excited?!”

Mian gasped for breath, his chest rising and falling erratically.

His old face had become five parts eager, two parts emotional, one part shocked, one part delighted and another filled with anticipation.

Off to the side, Duomeng seemed to remember something, and slapped his forehead.

His Granduncle Mian, who was nicknamed the Devil Lion in his youth, was the most daring and fierce. He was obsessed with martial arts, and often put his opponents in life-threatening situations. At one point, he went to the secret martial circle in the western part of the Federation, continuously challenging various experts. He was truly a martial fanatic.

He was once known as the Twin Star alongside Duomeng’s master, Evil Lion Maro.

Later, as time went by and his realm declined, he gradually retreated behind the scenes. Five years ago, he even stopped managing the affairs of the school and chose to live in seclusion in a tourist city.

Most likely, he had given up because of his declining vitality and no longer had any hopes of stepping into a higher level of martial arts realm.

“Huh…” Mian calmed his emotions and sat down again.

“Casio, you continue speaking. I won’t interrupt you.”

About ten minutes later, Casio had said everything he needed to say. Mian had a complex expression on his face. He was pinching a newspaper in his hand, seemingly calm, but the corner of the newspaper had already been crumpled by his fingers. His reaction was more extreme than Duomeng’s, but it was only natural. Only an old boxer who has experienced a long period of declining vitality could truly understand what the power of Qi means!

“You think about it first, we’ll discuss in more detail at noon.” Casio planned to return to his room to continue healing his injuries.

“Okay.” Mian nodded somewhat absent-mindedly.

Two minutes later, in a guest room in the corner of the second floor.

Casio looked at the shield logo on the back of his hand. It had been flashing constantly. Yet just like in the relic, the imprint seemed to be blocked and isolated by something. That vague sense of threat was kept at bay, unable to affect Casio. He had originally thought this effect was due to the relic, but now he was somewhat confused. Shadow in the fog? Wisdom Rune?

Or, was it still the relic? Does it not only shield the signals inside the relic, but also cut off the signals within a certain range?

He couldn’t make sense of this thing.

Casio temporarily withdrew his attention, glancing at the top right corner.

The progress bar for the Wisdom Rune was already full, so he should use it quickly. Casio has never been a ditherer.

Let’s begin directly.

‘Stone Armor Skill: Major Accomplishment (Total two levels +)’

The plus sign after the total two levels was very solid, very inviting.

Casio directly focused his attention on the plus sign.

In an instant, the entire line about the Stone Armor Skill became blurred.

Dense, pale red patterns formed the rune.

“Raising the limit…

Stone Armor Skill still has room to improve…

Sufficient Disaster Essence…

Starting to upgrade…”

Casio suddenly shivered violently, feeling an extraordinary heat in his chest. It was as if something was continuously secreting material, flowing from his chest towards his brain.

Taking off his upper clothes, the Ouroboros logo on his rock-white chest began to revolve. From the “∞” symbol’s two gaps, droplet-shaped substances fell, gradually filling the gaps and then gradually disappearing. Casio figured that this was supposed to be the so-called “Blood of Spirit”.

The heated, invisible Blood of Spirit was permeating his body, seeping through his skeleton, internal organs, and muscles, and past his skin. Finally, it traveled up his neck, face, and reached the place it was supposed to be!

The brain!

Hum!

The moment the Blood of Spirit came into contact with his brain, Casio jerked violently, as if a bomb had exploded right beside his ear. His eyes, nose, mouth, and ears all started bleeding.

Dense beads of sweat rapidly formed on his forehead.

But they instantly evaporated into a puff of white steam, rising along the contour of his face and engulfing his entire head.

Casio’s body trembled slightly. His thoughts were cycling at an unprecedented speed. He felt that he had never been so good before.

This is great.

I’m starting to understand everything!