We made you practice martial arts, and you've mastered the Great Golden Body?

"A joke?" Upon hearing this, Elder Sheng, dressed in a plaid shirt, abruptly lost his smile. Compared to his previous warm and welcoming demeanor, his expression now turned as if he were in the dead of winter, and he glared angrily, saying:
"What? Didn't Luo Tianhe tell you the rules for emergency meetings?"

"Or do you want this old man to take credit for your work, young girl, under the weight of public criticism? And then use that as leverage to get back at me?"

In Daxia, emergency temporary meetings can only be convened when there are particularly urgent or important matters.

At the same time, in order to prevent superiors from easily taking credit for the achievements of their subordinates in emergency meetings, and also to prevent superiors from being unknowingly blamed for their own actions.

Therefore, at the emergency meeting, a rule was established: whoever proposes the plan shall implement it, be responsible for it afterwards, and take credit for it.

Anyone else who wants to join in can drink the soup.

The rest of the people went wherever they were supposed to go.

"No, no... that's not what I meant." The woman in the dress, who had been confidently smiling and had everything under control, panicked the moment she saw the old man in the plaid shirt's expression.

Because the old man in the plaid shirt in front of us, although his specific name has disappeared into the annals of history and is unknown to outsiders, and he looks like an ordinary old man.

He did not possess any martial arts aura or imposing presence.

However, Elder Sheng's status within the Great Xia Dynasty was ridiculously high. Even the Four Symbols Guardians, who were powerful experts at the Divine Palace Realm, dared not act arrogantly in front of Elder Sheng.

Not to mention that the woman in the dress's father, Luo Tianhe, was merely a martial artist at the Embracing Moon Realm, which is why the woman was so terrified.

"So you deliberately messed with this old man?" Old Sheng glanced at the woman in formal attire indifferently.

Not angry.

In an instant, the woman in the dress felt as if she were being targeted by a fifth-tier lord-level ferocious beast, her whole body turning cold and trembling.

"Elder Sheng, you flatter me." Years of muscle memory caused the woman in the formal dress to instinctively bow, her voice trembling slightly, yet she strived to remain respectful as she said:

"I had no such intention. It's just that sometimes my words may not have been fully considered. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me. How could I dare to be disrespectful in front of you?"

Sitting to the side, the Four Symbols Guardians Huang and Hu, Wang Tao, the second holy son of the Taiji Martial Hall, and some other attendees who rarely spoke out either pretended not to see it or made faint sarcastic remarks.

It was so faint as to be barely audible.

But every participant present possessed a martial arts level; even the lowest-ranking civilian staff member was at the peak of the Transcendent Realm.

Of course, this type of martial artist at the peak of the Transcendent Realm is purely a medicine-dependent type of martial artist, built up with a large amount of resources, and has very low combat power.

In terms of actual combat strength, he might not even be able to compare with the martial arts prodigies in the mid-stage of the Transcendent Realm in top-tier academies.

Furthermore, these types of martial artists who rely on medicine almost never have the chance to break through to the Sea Opening Realm in their lifetime.

Even so, a peak Transcendent Realm martial artist is still a transformed being, possessing all the extraordinary senses, keen hearing, and vision one would expect.

The faint mockery, though subtle, was deafening to the woman in the evening gown.

It was like a giant hammer smashing down on a clay pot, shattering her self-esteem and confidence into pieces.

Those attendees who had just echoed the women in formal dresses were now extremely uncomfortable, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

Although the combat strength of the "Unrepentant to Die" among the Divine Palace Realm experts in the present Great Xia Dynasty is not very high, its ability to survive is absolutely first-class, otherwise it would not be called "Unrepentant to Die".

Now, let them court death, and they're even targeting his apprentice?
Isn't that just plain stupid?

Even if you had ten heads, it wouldn't be enough!

"If that's the case, it means you really didn't consider this carefully." Elder Sheng shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to attend the meeting next time."

"Can……"

"Ok?"

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the woman in the formal dress felt a chill in her heart. She wanted to continue arguing, but after seeing the slightly impatient look on Elder Sheng's face, she finally had no choice but to give in and nodded.

The woman in the dress knew she had completely messed up this time, and the more she explained, the more misunderstandings would arise, so she simply chose to remain silent.

"Does anyone else have any objections?" The old man in the plaid shirt smiled again and then turned to look at the other attendees.

No one spoke; they all agreed.

But among these silent attendees, some had expressions of helplessness, disappointment, and loss... and even a sense of "as expected."

The reason is simple: they did not achieve their desired or expected goals.

Although the woman in the dress kept saying she was inviting Shen Bailian over, who among those present didn't understand her true meaning?

It's nothing more than a disguised form of "imprisonment".

These attendees all had close ties with various powerful groups, corporations, merchant guilds, and families within the Great Xia Dynasty. Naturally, they were extremely envious of Shen Bailian's ability to enhance others' martial arts potential without harming them.

However, these people are not fools. They didn't just casually provoke two Divine Palace Realm experts, and there is also a potential Divine Palace Realm expert, Duan Wuyai.

Yes.

In the eyes of these people, as long as Duan Wuyai doesn't die, with Shen Bailian's help, his advancement to the Divine Palace Realm is a foregone conclusion.

It's just a matter of time.

Therefore, these people wanted to use Sheng Lao, or more accurately, the Great Xia government, to summon Shen Bailian, so that the other party would reap the rewards while they would only get the scraps.

"Does anyone else have any objections?" Old Sheng, wearing a plaid shirt, had been squinting, but he had already taken in the expressions of all the attendees.

This emergency meeting actually achieved his expected goal; it did indeed catch some fish and reveal the undercurrents beneath the surface.

Some people's hearts are restless again!
"Since no one is speaking, I'll speak." The refined and gentle man, the Four Symbols Guardian—Geng Metal White Tiger—sneered as he stood up and spoke, seeing the completely silent meeting room:

"Now that we've determined Shen Bailian's general personality, we might as well entrust this task to Duan Wuyai and Si Buhui."

"The former is the dean of the Tiangang Academy, and the latter is the former third elder of the Starry Sky Martial Hall. Although there may be personal feelings involved, they still have the necessary sense of responsibility."

"They should be well aware of the importance of Shen Bailian's ability to the Great Xia Dynasty, so rather than forcing him, it's better to trust Shen Bailian."

“Of course.” Geng Jin Baihu’s tone shifted abruptly, and a sharp aura suddenly emanated from him, causing all the attendees whose strength was lower than his to tremble wildly, as if they had been pierced by long needles: “At the same time, we must also prevent some people from overstepping their bounds.”

"If you find it, chop it up immediately!"

……

A 10,000-meter-high sky.

"...Master, what do you think about this matter?" Si Bu Hui lay casually on the sea of ​​clouds that emitted a faint glow, his hands behind his head, his legs crossed, and a three-dimensional virtual projection appeared in front of him.

His face was expressionless, and it was impossible to know what he was thinking.

Whoosh~
A howling wind swept by, its force like a knife, tearing through the clouds and ripping the vast sea of ​​clouds into pieces. Only the sea of ​​clouds surrounding Si Bu Hui seemed to have solidified.

Not moving.

"Trust in Great Xia." Upon hearing this, Duan Wuyai pondered for a moment before giving his hesitant answer.

"You hesitated." "Yes."

"Hahaha..." The laughter of the man who never regretted dying echoed between heaven and earth. His undisguised joy seemed to pierce through the clouds, causing a violent surge of the elemental energy of heaven and earth. The thunder that followed intertwined to create a breathtaking scene.

Thunder roared, and a violent force poured out, shaking and shattering the surrounding sea of ​​clouds, revealing a magnificent, apocalyptic scene.

It is breathtaking.

Upon seeing this, a hint of longing and desire flashed across Duan Wuyai's eyes.

This is the power of a Divine Palace Realm expert; every move they make resonates with the mysteries of heaven and earth.

"Your inconsistent response has surprised me somewhat." The laughter of the man who had never regretted his actions gradually subsided, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I never expected that the once 'Canghai Kuangdao' would give such a carefree answer. Times have really changed."

"You flatter me, senior." Upon hearing this, Duan Wuyai smiled faintly, bowed slightly to show his respect, and said with a smile, "It's all in the past, there's no need to mention it again."

Even if Duan Wuyai was once an invincible titled martial artist in the Opening Sea Realm, so what?
Before a powerful Divine Palace Realm expert with unimaginable might, he couldn't withstand even a glance from the opponent, let alone a single finger.

The mental strength of a fifth-order Divine Palace Realm expert is at least at the late third-order level. If Duan Wuyai were to forcefully confront him, he would only lose his mind and spirit.

"I also believe in Great Xia, but I don't believe in those people below." Si Bu Hui shook his head, his eyes suddenly becoming profound. This Divine Palace Realm expert, who had always been free and unburdened, now showed a rare look of worry, and said helplessly:
"Xiao Shen's ability to enhance his martial arts potential is simply too incredible. If there were some limitations, it would be fine, but there aren't... it's impossible for those people not to be envious."

"Now that you mention it," Duan Wuyai thought for a moment after hearing the word "restriction," and then, as if struck by a thunderous sound, he smiled and said, "I forgot something."

"Hmm?" Si Bu Hui looked at Duan Wuya with considerable confusion, wondering why the other party would suddenly bring this up at this time.

"Xiao Shen told me before that his ability has limitations, and it seems to involve his own martial arts potential and lifespan..."

Duan Wuyai rambled on and on, and Si Buhui, who had initially been puzzled, quickly realized something and her mind was working very fast.

"Eh?"

"Now that you mention it, Xiao Shen said something similar to me." A satisfied smile suddenly appeared on Si Bu Hui's face, with an expression of "a promising student."

The two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

As for whether there are any limitations to Shen Bailian's ability to enhance his martial arts potential, neither Si Buhui nor Duan Wuyai knew.

But what can you do when the two of them are Shen Bailian's masters?

Anyone who doubts this shall stand before the unrepentant!

Let the facts speak for themselves!
Sudden.

"Buzz~buzz~"

When he noticed that his smart bracelet had suddenly started vibrating, he was puzzled as to who would call him at this time, so he glanced at it.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you will be shocked when you see it.

The caller was none other than—Old Sheng!
"Elder Sheng called me, most likely to talk about Xiao Shen." After only a moment's thought, Si Bu Hui understood Elder Sheng's intention.

“I also received a call,” Duan Wuyai continued, “It was the Geng Metal White Tiger, one of the Four Guardians.”

"In that case, Comrade Wuya, you should know what to say."

"of course."

……

At the edge of a pond, hundreds of ferocious beasts exuding a fierce aura gathered, cautiously licking the water in the pond with their tongues.

Although there is an unwritten rule in the world of ferocious beasts that fighting should not take place near water sources.

But there are always some ferocious beasts at the top of the food chain who don't like to follow this unwritten rule.

For example, the barren tyrannosaurus crocodile that lurks in the water like a piece of driftwood.

"Hey~"

In the midst of this "peaceful" atmosphere, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly rang out, alerting all the ferocious beasts. Their muscles tensed, and they looked around, ready to activate their attack at any moment if they sensed danger.

however.

Soon, the ferocious beasts noticed that the sharp sound of air being torn apart came from the sky. A black shadow streaked across the sky at an incredible speed, like a spear of fate, until it reached the pond below.

But it was too late.

next moment.

A spear, ten feet long and as thick as an adult's wrist, crashed into the center of the pond like a meteorite falling from the sky. Then, imbued with the primordial energy of heaven and earth, it suddenly erupted and swept in all directions.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. The surface of the pond was instantly torn apart, creating towering waves. The surrounding air was also distorted by this force, forming visible ripples.

Immediately afterwards, the elemental energy of heaven and earth attached to the spear suddenly erupted, like a volcanic eruption, engulfing everything around in a violent energy storm.

The force was so immense that even the surrounding ferocious beasts were shaken and forced to retreat, some even being blown away by the force, leaving them in a sorry state.

Water splashed everywhere in the pond, mud and sand churned, as if even the earth was trembling.

"Bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

The bodies of some weaker ferocious beasts were shattered directly by the violent force, and patches of blood mist spread out.

After a while.

"With these added, the divine substances needed to upgrade the basic sword technique should be almost enough." Shen Bailian hovered in mid-air, looking coldly at the remains of the ferocious beast below, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Half an hour later~
"Hoo~" Shen Bailian sat cross-legged in a secluded cave, looking at the illusory yet clear panel in front of him. His divine matter had reached 1332 points.

And there's a gleaming gold "+" sign next to the basic swordsmanship skills.

A thought flashed through my mind.

All of a sudden.

[Basic swordsmanship has been advanced to the Four Seasons Swordsmanship]

【Four Seasons Knife Technique LV1 (0/300)】

Congratulations! Your physical attributes have been improved!

Congratulations! Your Spirit attribute has been improved!

【…】

"It's not enough!"

Shen Bailian felt the primal power flowing from his dantian, took a deep breath, and continued looking at the golden "+" sign after the Four Seasons Sword Technique, murmuring softly, "Continue to advance!" (End of Chapter)