Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 564 Wu Xian: Here I come, bro! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)

After listening to Xu Qi'an's words, the supervisor remained silent for a moment, then let out a soft chuckle.

"So in your eyes, it's a knife... Well, that's understandable, considering you're a martial artist."

Xu Qi'an's lips twitched slightly.

This is outrageous! What's wrong with being a martial artist? Did I eat your rice? And don't forget, you taught me to be a martial artist too. Why do you look down on martial artists?

He mentally grumbled, but suppressed his displeasure and asked again, "Teacher, what do you mean by that? In your eyes, isn't that a knife?"

The supervisor said, “That’s right. In my eyes, it should be a door. But it doesn’t matter. Whether it’s a door or a knife, you have to get it. Only then will you be qualified to fight that person.”

That person...

Upon hearing this, Xu Qi'an felt a complex mix of emotions that were difficult to describe.

Of course he knew who the supervisor was talking about. It was none other than the undisputed number one powerhouse in the world, the strongest warrior on the Nine Provinces Continent, and the guardian of the Great Feng Dynasty—the Bad Commander, Wu Xian.

To put it somewhat narcissistically, ever since he transmigrated to this world, Xu Qi'an had always thought he was the most special one.

After all, his opening was too classic, with the annulment of the engagement and the old man with the ring, it seemed like he had the protagonist script of the annulment story.

So in his imagination, as long as he doesn't do anything reckless in the future, he will one day become the greatest hero in the world, marry the princess of Da Feng, and reach the pinnacle of life... Just thinking about it makes him a little excited.

However, not long after he had this idea, he heard about the name Wu Xian, the Bad Commander, in the martial arts world, and then came a bolt from the blue.

It's very simple. Based on the other party's past actions, it's clear that this guy is definitely a fellow countryman from Earth. After all, the natives here can't write those well-known poems and songs, nor do they have the knowledge to manufacture MSG, cement, microscopes, and so on.

What Xu Qi'an found most unacceptable was that this fellow villager seemed to have already passed the novice development period of a transmigrator and directly reached the ultimate form of the final chapter, becoming the number one person in the world in the true sense.

For this reason, Xu Qi'an has been very careful all these years. He doesn't need the supervisor to remind him, and he doesn't dare to show too much of the characteristics of a transmigrator. He even tries to avoid saying any of the witty remarks he made in his previous life.

There's no way around it. Although he's from the same hometown as that person, I have to ask myself, if he knew there was another transmigrator in the world, whose strength and background were far inferior to his own, how would he react?

Xu Qi'an pondered this question for a long time and found that the answer was not very pleasant. Even the best outcome would probably be a process of "treating someone to a meal, beheading them, and then taking them in as dogs."

But Xu Qi'an didn't like this. They were all transmigrators, so why should he be the other's subordinate? If anyone should be a subordinate, it should be the other's!

Therefore, during the three years after his transmigration, Xu Qi'an held a grudge in his heart and practiced martial arts almost day and night, never stopping his training no matter what the circumstances or the weather.

At the same time, under the guidance of the Golden Finger (Supervisor), he also gained many opportunities. With the combination of the two, he was able to reach the level of a first-grade martial artist in just three years, theoretically only half a step away from that stranger from his hometown.

But that alone is not enough.

According to the supervisor, even though he had achieved the status of a half-step Martial God, there was still a significant gap between him and that other one. The only way to truly defeat him was to break through to the Super Grade realm and become the only peerless Martial God in the world.

The light blade before us is the prototype of a Martial God's weapon. Obtaining it is equivalent to obtaining the key to breaking through to the Martial God realm.

"Go, take the Taiping Blade, stand in the gate of light and let them merge into one. Then, as long as you absorb the remaining divine and demonic spiritual essence on those islands, you can break through to the half-step Martial God."

The supervisor's voice came out, tinged with a hint of melancholy.

"Ah."

Xu Qi'an nodded, but still earnestly corrected, "Teacher, that's a knife, not a door."

Having said that, he struggled to lift his leg and walked toward the gleaming sword in his eyes.

One step, two steps, three steps... As time went by, Xu Qi'an got closer and closer to the "knife". Then his body suddenly felt light and he returned to normal speed. He had obviously escaped the range of the time field.

Become!

Xu Qi'an let out a soft breath and glanced around. Piles of white bones lay on the plain, some already decayed, broken, and weathered into dust, their former appearances no longer discernible.

The closer one gets to the pillar of light where the treasure sword is located, the more bones accumulate. By the time one reaches the central area, the bones have formed a high platform, resembling a king's throne.

Bang!
Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped, because he felt as if he had bumped into an invisible wall.

The wall was entirely formed from a light curtain. It was rippled with water-like patterns by the hard skin of his first-rank martial artist, but there was no sign of it breaking or collapsing. It seemed to be very solid.

Rumble——! !

Just then, Xu Qi'an heard a deafening roar and felt a violent tremor beneath his feet, as if a meteorite had fallen onto the island, causing a massive earthquake that even made the void tremble and wail.

Xu Qi'an's heart skipped a beat. The danger warning for martial artists was ringing out frantically, making him want to leave immediately. He stiffly turned around and saw a tiny black dot appear in his field of vision.

The senses of a first-rank martial artist are incredibly powerful. If he wants to, he can see even the most distant scenes in great detail, even from thousands of meters away.

Soon, he saw the true face of the black dot. It was a handsome young man in black, and his appearance was exactly the same as the portrait the old man had shown him. It was none other than his fellow villager, Wu Xian, the Bad Guy Commander.

At the same time, the other person seemed to have noticed his presence as well. A warm smile bloomed on his handsome face, and he raised his hand and waved, his lips slightly parted, as if to say:
"Here we come, brother!"

Screw you!

Xu Qi'an felt a surge of anxiety, his body tensed up, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, clearly nervous about this unexpected encounter.

There was no way around it; Wu Xian was putting too much pressure on him. At least until he broke through to the Martial God realm, he had absolutely no intention of fighting him.

Moreover, his martial arts intuition was frantically warning him that he absolutely could not engage in combat with his opponent, or death would be the only outcome awaiting him.

"Teacher! What should we do?!"

"Calm down, don't panic."

The supervisor's tone remained calm, as if he had anticipated Wu Xian's arrival.

"Don't forget, there's a time domain in front of him. Even a super-grade being will be affected if he enters it. By the time he passes through this domain, you'll have already taken the door. Then, when he uses the magic artifact I gave him to teleport space, he'll be helpless."

"Oh right! How could I have forgotten about that?"

Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up. It had taken him seven days and seven nights to walk this short distance of a few thousand meters.

Even if the wicked leader was far stronger than himself, he couldn't possibly be completely unaffected. Even if he could only hold him off for an hour, that would be enough for him to escape with his treasured sword... and...

The smile that had been playing on his lips slowly froze, because he saw that Wu Xian had already entered the realm of time.

At first, the other person was indeed as slow and sluggish as I was, like a tortoise lying down, which looked quite comical.

But in just a few seconds, he seemed to adapt to his new state, moving faster and faster until he was running like the wind, like a 100-meter hurdler, sprinting towards me.

Xu Qi'an: "..."

"What are you standing there for? Get your knife!"

The supervisor's voice rang out again, but his tone was no longer as composed as before.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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