The Favored Son of Heaven

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

The injuries didn’t look serious.

But the true injuries were hidden in inconspicuous positions.

Martial Madman braced himself as he stood up shaking. A true expert never needed any help from others.

At least, Martial Madman was such an expert who didn’t need others’ help.

“Junior Brother, you are qualified to participate in the Great Ensemble.” Martial Madman turned around and made his way out of the crowd with a huge grin on his face before looking up and shouting, “If you continue to go on like this, then, I won’t need to go to Great Ensemble. I will guard the Sacred Martial Hall.”

The young martial artists gazed at Martial Madman’s back, utterly confused. What does Sacred Martial Hall have to do with Great Ensemble? It seems Martial Madman didn’t fight just for the sake of spar between senior brother and junior brother, there were more profound things hidden behind it.

What in the bloody hell are they hiding? Only suspicion was left on the minds of young martial artists.

During this brief doubt, the heroic figure of Martial Madman had already disappeared from everyone’s line of sight.

Only at this moment did the onlooking young martial artists recalled another matter; Martial Madman lost! But he didn’t seem to be discouraged by this defeat. On the contrary, his words were filled with the tone of an elder.

Qin Fen kept staring at Martial Madman’s disappearing back, all the things he had done since he first saw him playing in his mind in a flash. Suddenly, he understood many things.

On that day, when the Martial Madman swept Caesar and the others with the arrogance of fifteen-star martial artists, regardless of whether others would say that he was bullying the weak or not, wasn’t something he really wanted to do.

Bloom fifteen-star strength!  This was what Martial Madman really wanted to do.

The Sacred Martial Hall never lacked talented martial artists. Once someone has smoothly completed True Inborn Blood Transfusion Rebirth, their star-class would advance straight to fourteen-star level but their progress would come to halt at this level for a decade or even a few decades.

Qin Fen’s strength had been advancing very quickly since he had joined the Sacred Martial Hall. This breathtaking brilliance had aroused the Martial Madman’s interest and also awakened his worries.

If such a talented and stunning junior became proud and complacent, it was quite likely that he would stay in the fourteen-star realm forever, unable to move forward ever.

Stimulation was the best way to promote a martial artist’s strength!

Pain, tragedy, humiliation, etc… were all catalysts for a martial artist to improve their strength.

Judging by the Martial Madman’s indifference and heroism, it seemed he didn’t give a damn if other people said that he was bullying the weak. He was fine with everything as long as he believed that it was right.

What’s right!? The right thing in the Martial Madman’s eyes was to let these amazingly talented juniors continue advancing and not get bogged down because of their pride.

Same as any martial artist, Martial Madman was crazy about martial arts. In a sense, he was more obsessed with martial dao than Qin Fen himself. He understood the importance of a martial artist’s fascination with the martial dao.

“Wu Zun, Qin Fen won.” Martial Madman’s slightly pale face bloomed with a hearty smile. “He is better than me, it’s true! I accept your proposal, I will work hard improve in this decade, and take over the Sacred Martial Hall after, becoming the next Wu Zun. I will give up my chance to compete for the divine beast title.”

A bit of bleakness took over Wu Zun’s young face at this moment. He raised his hand as if millions of pounds of things were pressing on him, and with extreme difficulty, slapped Martial Madman’s shoulder.

Only after a long time did Wu Zun slowly opened his mouth and heaved a sigh as he said, “It’s been hard on you.”

Martial Madman’s smile revealed a rare peace. Even those scary red eyes seemed to carry a bit of brotherly kindness. “Someone got to do it. As long as I have the will of a martial artist, the title of divine beast is not important to me. Wu Zun, carrying this title is a supreme glory as well!”

Wu Zun’s smile didn’t seem to have much of a smile on it. He had given up the fight for the title of the divine beast and had chosen to be Wu Zun. Only the person who was Wu Zun knew of the lonely road Martial Madman would be facing after making this choice.

Wu Zun lowered his head, looking at the magnetic disc in his hand. “Someone got to do it…”

Martial Madman had already disappeared. Whether his target was the divine beast title or Wu Zun, training was the most important thing.

Wu Zun had already started walking towards the seething Mountain of Blades.

After a short period of silence, the young martial artists began to express their admiration, talk with each other either in a low voice or loud voice, exchanging their opinion on the fight.

Qin Fen’s shoulders slumped down, powerless. The fight with the Martial Madman may have been extremely short, but the consumption of his spirit and true energy was higher than ever.

The Martial Madman wasn’t any ordinary sixteen-star martial artist. If it was any other sixteen-star martial artist as an opponent, Qin Fen felt that his ever-surging boxing could completely knock the opposite party to the point he would be unable to regain the initiative even if he couldn’t rout his opponent completely.

Qin Fen had rarely encountered a monster with such an acute martial sense and fighting sense like Martial Madman since his debut. He wasn’t monikered as the most talented martial artist in the Sacred Martial Hall for nothing; it was very reasonable, extraordinarily reasonable!

As soon as his true energy started dissipating, Qin Fen felt a searing hot pain coming from his soles.

After walking across the messy Mountain of Blades, Qin Fen jumped on the ground and went straight to his room without even greeting the crowd.

After the life and death battle, unleashing that rainbow-like aura of power and unparalleled boxing technique, Qin Fen feeling a bit in control, not like when he fought with Cai Renying when he completely sublimated all his instincts.

Although Martial Madman’s moves didn’t carry a towering momentum, when all was said and done, he did possess the momentum of the king of tigers. From beginning to the end, there was a distinct spiritual imprint in his moves. Apparently, he had formed a boxing technique with a complete spiritual imprint.

But that was not the case with Qin Fen. His shinto martial dao was a very difficult martial dao. It was a lot harder to complete than many martial dao.

Gods! They held the entire world! Aloof and mighty. They were the highest form of life in legends! Their joy and anger could shake the heavens and move the earth.

Qin Fen was far from achieving all this. Because shinto was too broad and hard, the imprint in his boxing technique was only superficial; he was unable to peep deep into the essence.

Today, when fighting with Martial Madman, Qin Fen was struck with great inspiration once more. He immediately needed to calm down and experience all of this; he had no time to celebrate.

Qin Fen left after Martial Madman left.

Even though the two dueling martial artists had disappeared, this did not hinder the enthusiastic discussion of the young martial artists.

“Yang Lie, are you interested?”

Caesar flexed his knees a little before jumping on the blade tips of the Mountain of Blades, looking down at the Young Dragon King below the ring. “Let’s finished the ranking battle of that day.”

“Alright!”

Young Dragon King also jumped up on the Mountain of Blades with a move from Dragon Forms. They had released the strength of thirteen star-level without any reservation, drawing the exclamation of the crowd, once again.

Qin Fen was amazing, but the team beside him was amazing as well. Much to everyone’s surprise, the two men who just causally jumped into the arena were thirteen-star martial artists.

Mixed in with the violent aura lingering around the Mountain of Blades after the fierce fight, Caesar spread his arms as his aura of power continued to climb, breaking through the aura of power he had never achieved in a flash.

Zeus, who was standing in the crowd, looked incomparably lonely. Once we were contemporary martial artists, but now, not only Qin Fen has taken the lead, but Yang Lie has also walked far ahead of me.

None of the onlooking martial artists had expected that another exciting battle would unfold after Qin Fen had finished fighting.

More importantly, this was not a simple battle.

For an entire day, fierce battles continued to be fought on the Mountain of Blades even when the darkness had robbed them of their sight. Sabers flew everywhere, the destructive power was even more fierce than when Qin Fen had fought.

After Yang Lie and others had finished fighting, the other Sacred Martial Hall martial artists also jumped up on the ring and started fighting with each other. Several successive battles had thoroughly inspired the hot blood in other younger martial artists.

Meanwhile, Qin Fen sat cross-legged for an entire day in his room. Only after he had barely digested seventy to eighty percent of the fierce battle did he opened his eyes, only to be slightly startled by Wu Zun, who was standing at the window God knows for how long.

To this day, Qin Fen still wasn’t sure of the origin of this young man before him; the only thing he knew about him was that his strength was unfathomable. The Martial Madman was nothing in front of him.

Not just the Martial Madman, Qin Fen could clearly feel that even his master Ferrero was nothing before this martial artist.

Six Stars of Sacred Martial Hall!? Wu Zun!?  Qin Fen’s eyes flickered with suspicion and speculation. There were not many people in Sacred Martial hall who could defeat the heads. He didn’t believe that there was a hidden expert in the Sacred Martial Hall like the nameless monk in the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

“Come with me.”

Wu Zun, after throwing three simple words, had already floated out of the window.

Not taking the stairs?  Qin Fen realized that after martial artists’ strength had reached a certain realm, they didn’t seem to like taking the stairs or elevators. Today, when he returned to his room, even he had directly jumped directly up and had not taken the stairs.

Wu Zun walked all the way through rows after rows of Sacred Martial Hall building to the endless seashore, silent throughout the way. Only then did he halted his steps.

Wu Zun didn’t speak and Qin Fen also found it inconvenient to ask; he stood silently behind Wu Zun.

Wu Zun’s long hair fluttered lightly with the sea breeze. He stepped on the soft sandy beach and took a step forward, raising his left arm casually and then, brought it down just as casually.

Immediately, the surging sea surface separated to either side, forming a thirty-foot long trench. An oceanic trench composed of seawater appeared before Qin Fen!

Qin Fen furrowed his brow and soon, he fell into deep thoughts.

Wu Zun didn’t seem to have noticed Qin Fen’s expression. He slowly made his way towards the sea, as if he was walking in his back garden.

After a few steps forward, Wu Zun disappeared in front of Qin Fen and was already deep in the sea.

The trench appeared and then disappeared. The seawater on either side crashed into each other, forming a giant wave.

After the giant wave, the sea returned to its calmness as before.

Only, this calm didn’t last long. Suddenly, a huge blue water column rose from the sea! The seawater intertwined and stirred each other, the subsequent roars gave the impression as if the Sea Dragon King was roaring at the sky. And finally, it scattered and returned to the sea.

Qin Fen stood by the sea, his clothes getting wet from the raining seawater.

…

At the night by the sea…

Wu Zun slowly walked back out from the bottom of the sea and seeing Qin Fen’s furrow slowly relaxing, he asked in an otherworldly calm tone, “Understood?”

Qin Fen nodded slightly in contemplation. “Understood.”

“Very good.” Wu Zun’s clothes didn’t appear to have even a drop of water. His voice sounded again.

“Do you want to leave?”

“Yes. A man is a fortress for his women to keep out the wind and rain.” Qin Fen paused slightly before shaking his head, again and again. “I didn’t do well before. But now, I’m going to do it perfectly.”

“When are you leaving?”

“I will still need a few days.”

“Secret Art Pavillion.”

“Yes.” Qin Fen gazed at the sea. “Secret Art Pavillion.”

Wu Zun nodded with satisfaction. What Ferrero and Sakra Azia had done these days had not been hidden from the real master of the Sacred Martial Hall.

The two heads had recounted what they had seen in the Secret Art Pavillion to Qin Fen. They tried to be very objective; they tried not to add any of their martial dao insights so that Qin Fen could try all the taste by himself.

If he ate something chewed by others for a second time, he would lose a lot of nutrition. At the same time, it was quite easy to be influenced by the narrator.

Although they strived to be objective, the cultivation of two heads was quite deep. Occasionally, a few of their insights were mixed in their recounts. It wasn’t like it was intentional, it was rather instinctual.

Qin Fen had chosen to re-enter the Secret Art Pavillion in order to observe all the different martial daos in the Secret Art Pavillion for a few days. Almost seventy to eighty percent of the accumulated foundation over the past had been developed by Asura, and now it was time to supplement it.

“Right.” Wu Zun took out a magnetic disc from his clothes and threw it to Qin Fen. “I’m afraid you will need to postpone whatever you wanted to do after you leave. Snake King requested me to hand this letter to you.”

“Snake King!?” Qin Fen froze, a wry smile hanging on his face. “I’ve almost forgotten that I was a soldier, training hard here in the Sacred Martial Hall these days.”

A satisfied smile reappeared on Wu Zun’s lips. A certain investment was needed to do anything. Qin Fen’s answer represented his commitment.

As he took the disc, Qin Fen discovered that Wu Zun had already left.

Looking at the billowing sea, Qin Fen also waved his hand and cleaved a palm before turning around and leaving; he didn’t take so much as a glance. He was very clear about the result.

The same effect of Wu Zun’s palm strike appeared across thirty feet of the sea.

Whether it was width or depth, it was exactly the same! Martial dao master! Qin Fen had stepped into the ranks of martial dao master.

Having returned to his room, Qin Fen stood dumbfounded in his place again.

In the dark room, someone was sitting on the sofa. And although it was dark, the figure’s outline could still be mapped out. It was a woman with a very good figure.

It was a very familiar figure! Even if there was no light in the room, even if Qin Fen’s eyes were closed, he could still recognize this woman.

The Head of Sacred Martial Hall’s Department of Martial Arts, Asura – Fenghua Danyun!

In the darkness, a subtle fragrance was wafting from Asura’s body, and coupled with the perfectly-fit cheongsam against her bright and glossy skin, it brought out a completely different feminine flavor than usual.

A tea table, a bottle of red wine, and two wine glasses exuded a different atmosphere than usual.