Surge of Cultivation

The faces of those students who had made fun of Ye Qingdi before changed from stunned to confused, from doubtful to shocked, from shock to fear...

Who would have thought that this battle, which should have been a victory over the torpedoes, would end with Ye Qingdi blowing up the torpedoes?

Although He Dazhuang was also very curious about why Ye Qingdi had suddenly become so powerful, he did not want to ask any further. He only cared about the result of the battle the most. Now that Ye Qingdi had won, that was enough!

… ….

At noon, in a restaurant on a side street near the True Martial University, Ye Qingdi and He Dazhuang had ordered a table full of food and several bottles of beer. They were happily eating and drinking.

While he was eating, He Dazhuang asked about the reason of Ye Qingdi becoming stronger, and Ye Qingdi casually told him a story. He said that a few days ago, when he was training in the ancient martial arts at the pagoda mountain, he met an expert who not only cured his natural blocked meridian, but also gave him a bit of buddhist spiritual energy.

Ye Qingdi spoke in all seriousness, and He Dazhuang did not suspect anything. He was so envious that his eyeballs were almost popping out, and he repeatedly lamented why he did not have such good luck.

After dinner, the two went to the KTV for another afternoon of crying and howling like ghosts. They played until the evening before returning to their own homes.

After offending the dean, Ye Qingdi could only place his hopes of entering the number one True Martial University on He Dazhuang. Today, after He Dazhuang had seen Ye Qingdi's strength, the chances of obtaining a recommendation spot for Ye Qingdi increased by a few points, because he knew that Ye Qingdi was a person who loved geniuses very much.

He Dazhuang's work efficiency was quite high. The next morning, Ye Qingdi received a call from him at home, saying that the recommendation quota had already been settled, and even saying that Ye Qingdi would reward him well.

On that day, the two of them went back to eat and drink together, and enjoyed themselves comfortably. If not for He Dazhuang's insistence that his virginity be kept until the university level, Ye Qingdi might really have pulled him to the city's red light district.

Although Ye Qingdi had always been a diligent and thrifty man, he had spent all of his money without feeling a bit of heartache. After all, he had used more than 1000 federal coins to exchange for the opportunity to enter the number one True Martial University.

"Emperor Qing, after a few days, just follow the address that I gave you and go find my uncle. He will arrange everything for you." By the way, let me remind you that when you get to my uncle's house, don't provoke my cousin. Hehe, when I was young, my mom and I went to my uncle's house to play. I don't know what kind of words offended her, but she beat me up … "Alas, I still have some lingering fear for her!"

Before they parted ways, He Dazhuang heartfeltly warned Ye Qingdi. When Ye Qingdi mentioned the word "cousin," he couldn't help but look left and right, as if he was afraid that his cousin would suddenly pop up and bite him.

When Ye Qingdi saw his frightened look, he smiled and said, "Normally, the more violent a woman is, the uglier she is. Needless to say, that cousin of yours must be a dinosaur girl!"

"I thought so too, but last year, my mom brought back a few photos of my cousin from my uncle's place. I was really shocked when I saw them!"

"What's wrong? Could it be that your cousin has undergone a change of eighteen years and is becoming more and more beautiful? "

"You're right, not only is my cousin a beauty, she's also a beauty above her level! "With my professional eye for beauty, no matter if it's her figure or her looks, my cousin can be said to be of the highest quality!"

"Girls are growing up and becoming prettier, aren't they more or less reserved? Has your cousin's temper improved a lot? "

"Don't mention it. To use my mom's words to describe my cousin, that would be 'the nature of a dinosaurs, the appearance of a fairy.'" Emperor Qing, I won't say anything else. I only have one sentence: cherish life, stay away from cousin! "

"..."

In the blink of an eye, the summer vacation was coming to an end. When there was still a week left before the new school year, Ye Qingdi checked out of his rented house in the Western Capital City. He took a few pieces of clothes, some documents, as well as the thousands of federal coins he had saved up over the years and set out on the journey towards the Middle Capital City.

At ten in the evening, the Maglev train that Ye Qingdi was riding departed from the west side of the city. It roared as it headed towards the middle city that was thousands of miles away.

Ye Qingdi's seat was at the end of the train near the window. There were not many passengers in this carriage, and most of them were middle-aged and old.

There was no one sitting next to Emperor Ye Qing, and opposite him was a thin old man in his seventies. The old man was dressed very differently, with a big gray hat, a pair of grey long cloth clothes, a pair of black cloth shoes, a black cane on his right hand, and a string of small buddhist beads on his left hand.

The old man had white eyebrows and a white beard. His face was flushed, and he had a calm expression on it. He looked rather saintly.

In Ye Qingdi's impression, this type of old man should be one of those powerful martial artists that didn't like to show off. These martial artists loved to wander the world when they had nothing to do, helping others with their troubles, saving lives, and acting out scenes after scenes of sobbing heroic stories, leaving behind immortal legends that could shake one's heart.

Unfortunately, he stared at the old man in front of him for a long time, but he could not sense even a hint of the oppressive aura that a powerful expert should have. The old man's fingers continuously twirled the buddhist beads as he muttered to himself.

"Did I make a mistake, or is this old man's strength already so strong that it's heaven-defying, that I can't even feel the aura of a martial artist emitting from his body?"

Ye Qingdi patiently observed the old man for a while, trying to find some characteristics of a strong warrior from his body. However, in the end, he failed, because other than the fact that the old man's spirit was slightly better than his peers, he could not find anything else abnormal about him.

No matter what, Ye Qingdi still decided not to provoke this old man. The Federation's culture of martial arts had already flourished for hundreds of years, and during this period of time, experts had appeared one after another. Who knew if this old man was a hidden peerless expert?

When he returned, he discovered that the old man opposite him had actually fallen asleep on the table between the two rows of seats. Although the old man had a small stature, his snores were like thunder, and the few passengers in the carriage were tortured by his snores to the point that they found it difficult to sit still.

Ye Qingdi smiled and sat down. Then, he rubbed out two pieces of paper and stuffed them into his ears, so that any sound that came to his ears would not be heard. The other passengers were inspired by his words and covered their ears with things.

Like this, although everyone was free from the sound of snoring, nobody in the carriage talked anymore. Ye Qingdi opened the window curtain in boredom and turned his head to look at the night scenery outside the window.

On this night, it was unknown how many citizens of the Federation, with beautiful dreams in their hearts, had begun their journey to explore the secrets of the stars. It was also unknown how many other warriors of the Federation had embarked on a dangerous journey towards the two star levels of warbeasts and armors.

Ever since the two neighboring planets, Beast and Armor, were discovered by humans, that place quickly became the holy land of the Federation's martial artists, and the place they looked forward to the most. Over the past hundred years, many of the Federation's martial artists had obtained their battle beads and forged their armor, thus making a major breakthrough in their strength.

Although the Battle Beast Star and Battle Armor Star were extremely dangerous and filled with dangers, to any martial artist from the Federation, it was a place filled with endless temptation. Every year, there would be thousands of martial artists from the Federation rushing there, ignoring the travel warnings issued by the 'government' of the Federation.

In order to search for the pinnacle of martial arts, in order to leave a heavy mark in the history of martial arts in the federation, how could a cultivator who was truly obsessed with martial arts possibly fear the difficulty and place life and death in their heart?