Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

"Mr. Luo? Mr. Luo?"

Seeing that Russell seemed to be in a daze after understanding his own body, Asule couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Even though it was the other person who contacted me, it feels like they don't care at all.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness. I've been preoccupied with worries lately and can't help but space out." Russell snapped out of his reverie and smiled at Asule.

Asule naturally didn't care about these things, and instead asked, "Sir, you asked about Guichen's body. Is there a way to cure it completely?"

Asule is gentle and willing to trust others, but that doesn't mean he lacks intelligence.

As far as he knew, the alliance between Qingyang and Xia Tang was orchestrated by Russell, who was also well aware of his physical condition. Russell had specifically sought him out today, so he couldn't think of any other reason besides the existence of a cure. Surely Russell wasn't just playing a trick on him.

“The young master is indeed intelligent.” Russell nodded and gestured for Asule to extend his hand.

It wasn't until he got a feel for Asule that Russell finally recognized Asule's talent.

If Ji Ye is destined to be the king of spears, then Asule is destined to be the god of martial arts.

There are two ways to interpret the bronze blood of the Pasur family.

From a metaphysical perspective, the first master of the Pasur family, Lü Qingyang 'Imad' Pasur, was the son of the Tatar God. It was the Tatar God who bestowed this ability upon him. Once he entered a berserk state, he could fight against a hundred men single-handedly, and the damage he suffered was minimal and healed quickly.

From a scientific perspective, bronze blood is a hereditary disease. People with bronze blood have two hearts, one of which is smaller, has incomplete function, and contains toxins; this is known as a blood infant.

Once in a berserk state, both hearts work together, and toxins are rushed directly into the heart through the blood vessels, thus gaining power, but it is uncontrollable, so it goes mad. The result of overuse of Blood Infant is to completely enter a berserk state.

Asule was weak and sickly because the blood infant in his body had not fully developed.

This is not because he is too weak, but because he is too strong.

His bronze blood is likely the most powerful bloodline in the history of the Qingyang tribe.

His frail body simply couldn't support such a powerful bloodline.

That's why he suffered from blood syncope.

"I see," Russell said with a smile, adding that physical ailments were much easier to resolve than mystical factors.

"Sir, do you really have a way?" Asule couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope when he saw Russell's reaction.

“Of course.” Russell nodded.

Poor development is simply due to insufficient energy in the body, and energy is something that can be obtained in abundance.

"Please, sir, lend a hand." Asule quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to Russell.

Russell kindly reminded him, "It might hurt a lot."

“I can endure it,” Asule said earnestly.

The moment he uttered those words, he collapsed unconscious to the ground.

Russell: "..."

He doesn't seem to be as tolerant as he claims.

"Send him to the Grand Preceptor," Russell ordered.

Ling Yuan responded, picked up Asule from the ground, and hurried towards the direction of Ziliang Palace.

When Asule woke up again, it was already night. He sat up in bed in a daze, but what he saw was not the small courtyard he had seen during the day, but the palace where he was staying.

"Your Highness is awake?" Gong Yuyi gracefully walked in from outside, came to Asule's side, and gently asked, "How are you feeling?"

"It feels so good, better than ever before..." Asule clutched his heart, where he felt an unprecedented fullness.

Gong Yuyi became increasingly curious about the gods that Russell had mentioned.

She had seen Asule's body on the first day she arrived in Xia Tang. Even with her secret techniques, it was only a temporary solution. But Russell used some unknown method to cure him from the root.

“Then it’s alright,” Gong Yuyi said.

"May I ask, Grand Preceptor, how did I end up here?" Asule asked.

"Someone from the inner chambers found the young master unconscious at the Fish Viewing Platform and brought him to me." Gong Yuyi then asked, "Why did the young master go to the Fish Viewing Platform alone?"

“Bored, yes, it’s because I’m bored,” Asule said sincerely.

Gong Yuyi smiled slightly and said nothing. Ling Yuan outside the window also put away the short sword in her sleeve and left.

……

At nightfall.

Xia Tang is the only one of the vassal states of the Eastern Continent located in Wanzhou, and it is most prosperous when the night is deep.

News of the young warrior's great victory over the Golden Horde had spread throughout Nanhuai City during the day, and the streets and alleys were filled with joy. People in the taverns were talking about the bravery of their own country's young warrior Ji Ye, who had scared away the barbarian warriors with a single spear thrust.

Meanwhile, under the ancient maple tree in the Ji family courtyard, the patriarch Ji Zhengqian angrily waved his hand and ordered the servants: "Close the gate, lock the front gate. If he doesn't come back, don't worry about him. Let him go wherever he wants!"

The gate creaked shut, the beast heads on it menacingly facing the people outside.

The area in front of the door was empty. After a long while, a figure emerged from the darkness.

He silently walked to the lantern bearing the Ji family crest, stood under the gate for a long time, and gently pressed the gate.

The door was indeed locked tightly; he couldn't push it open.

He brushed his hand across the brass ring used for knocking, but didn't pull it.

He turned around, lowered his head, and walked away step by step, dragging a long gun barrel that seemed somewhat disproportionate to his size.

The lantern in front of the door illuminated his departing figure, which looked somewhat ridiculous.

The starry sky is beautiful, Ji Ye thought to himself. He looked up at the vast starry sky, and a sense of desolation rose in his heart.

However, before this sense of desolation could spread throughout his body, it was interrupted by a shout.

"Himeno".

The night sky was very quiet, which made the sound so clear to Himeko.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man carrying a long spear standing speechlessly at the alley entrance, pushing a familiar figure along.

"Sir, sir, what are you doing here!" Ji Ye exclaimed in surprise.

The former was his teacher who taught him the ultimate spear technique, and the latter was his mentor who brought him warmth. He never expected to meet them at this time.

“I’ve come to find you,” Russell said. “After seeing how your father treated you at the training ground during the day, I felt that you were very likely to be homeless tonight, so I came to see if I could help you.”

Yi Tianzhan didn't speak; he had been conscripted here by Russell.

Ling Yuan went to check if Asule was saying anything out of line, and Russell also had to put on a show, so the important task of pushing the wheelchair fell to Yi Tianzhan.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, sir," Ji Ye said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Since you have nowhere to go, why don't you come to my residence for a visit?" Russell suggested, seizing the opportunity.

Ji Ye naturally had no reason to refuse. The three of them then went to Russell's residence.

Russell asked, "Do you know why you suddenly lost your strength in your battle with Tie Ye today?"

Ji Ye was silent for a moment, then said dejectedly, "It's because my training isn't enough; my aura isn't stable enough during battle..."

Seeing Ji Ye blaming himself like this, Yi Tianzhan couldn't help but sneer: "Don't just look for the cause in yourself. You also have to think about whether there are any villains causing trouble."

He witnessed today's battle firsthand; the kid was clearly sabotaged.

As for who did the dirty work, that goes without saying.

"A villain? Who is it!" Ji Ye realized what was happening and immediately frowned, furious.

“It’s me,” Russell said calmly, taking a sip of tea.

"Uh..." Ji Ye opened his mouth, but all his thoughts and words got stuck at this moment.

"Are you cursing me in your heart? Blaming me for causing you to lose your position as deputy general?" Russell continued to ask.

“How could that be?” Ji Ye shook his head: “The master has his own reasons for doing this.”

These were his true feelings. Russell had been showing him goodwill from the very first time they met, and without Russell, he wouldn't even have had the chance to enter the training ground. He believed that Russell wouldn't do anything underhanded to him in this regard.

Yi Tianzhan scoffed. Although he didn't know why Russell was being so friendly to Ji Ye, he knew that Russell must have something to ask for.

"Do you think that as long as you defeat everyone, you can gain the king's favor?" Russell asked Ji Ye.

Ji Ye asked, puzzled, "Isn't that right?"

"What does the sect leader think?" Russell did not answer Ji Ye, but looked at Yi Tianzhan.

Yi Tianzhan said calmly, "This competition is not only to demonstrate the power of the Lower Tang Kingdom, but also to help that kid named Yin You rise to power. If you win against everyone, you will be slapping Baili Jinghong and the Qingyang tribe in the face."

"Promote Yin You to the position?" Ji Ye asked, stunned. "But the notice clearly stated..."

“One radish, one hole. Can you guess which came first, the radish or the hole?” Yi Tianzhan said quietly. “On the one hand, the Lower Tang Kingdom claims to be developing its military, but on the other hand, it has completely blocked the path for commoner warriors to rise, allowing good-for-nothings to hold power. It’s truly laughable.”

Upon hearing this, a flame of resentment suddenly ignited in Ji Ye's eyes, and he angrily said, "Does having no background mean there's no chance of getting ahead?"

"Although the truth is cruel, it is indeed so." Russell nodded and continued, "You were originally favored by Xi Yan, but the King assigned you to me as a guard. Do you know why?"

"I can be your bodyguard, sir!?" Ji Ye was initially overjoyed, but then calmed down and guessed, "Is it also because of Yin You?"

“Indeed.” Russell nodded: “The Martial Hall’s Qingying Guards have long been considered by Yin You to be theirs. If General Xi Yan takes a liking to you, it will be a slap in their face as well.”

Although Ji Ye looked indignant, he wasn't as angry as he had imagined.

Perhaps it's because I can serve as your bodyguard?
“But you don’t need to worry. General Xi Yan and I have a history. I will ask him to find you a way out in the army,” Russell comforted her.

“No need.” Ji Ye looked at Russell solemnly and said, “It is Ji Ye’s greatest honor to be able to protect you, sir.”

"Are you sure? You've heard of General Xi's name. I can tell you very clearly that General Xi Yan thinks highly of you. If you go to his side, you might be able to inherit his mantle." Russell confirmed again.

"I'm sure." Ji Ye felt a determination he had never had before. He stood up, walked to Russell, leaned on his gun with his right hand, pounded his chest with his left hand, and knelt on one knee: "I am willing to protect you, sir, until my death."

"Alright." Russell smiled and lifted Ji Ye up, saying, "From this moment on, you will be my guard."

Under Ji Ye's astonished gaze, Russell stepped down from his wheelchair and smiled at Ji Ye: "You have a great talent for marksmanship, so as a gift, I will give you a set of marksmanship techniques."

Ji Ye was still a little confused: "Please...please enlighten me, sir."

Russell patted Ji Ye on the shoulder, took the Tiger Roar Spear from him, and then turned his gaze to Yi Tianzhan: "Sect Master, why don't you test your skills with me?"

"No." Without any hesitation, Yi Tianzhan made an instinctive decision.

Samurai are not afraid of death, but they would never do anything that disrespects life.

If he were to accept Russell's invitation to fight, it would be a disrespect for his own life.

A mere graze would injure him, a single touch would kill him. He even had a vague feeling that Russell could wipe out an entire city in an instant, if he wanted to.

Therefore, this competition is meaningless.

“I won’t use that power; I’ll only compete in marksmanship,” Russell tempted. “If the sect leader can surpass me in marksmanship, I will give the sect leader a gift.”

"A gift?" Yi Tianzhan narrowed his eyes. "Tell me what it is first."

"A secret technique that can enhance a warrior's blood and muscle strength, and I can help you return to your peak physical condition," Russell said.

“This is a gift I can’t refuse.” Yi Tianzhan’s eyes lit up.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had indeed grown old and was no longer as brave as he once was; he was no longer the Iron Emperor who could kill three kings with three arrows.

The latter gift alone was enough for him; with a young enough body, he could do many more things.

"so?"

"Come on, let this old man test the abilities of the divine messenger." Yi Tianzhan took out his gun.

The gun has a slender barrel with a warm, maple-like color and a bright red tassel, hence the name "Maple Flower".

The two stood three zhang apart, and their auras suddenly changed.

As mentioned earlier, Russell did not use his inner energy, limiting his physical abilities to the limits of an ordinary person.

Yi Tianzhan was like a deep pool and a towering mountain, his aura calm and composed. The fierceness of his Tiger Fang Spear Technique was contained within his heart, like a volcano about to erupt. Its sharpness was even greater than when he was young, carrying the ultimate precision and ruthlessness that came with the passage of time.

Without any unnecessary words, the two figures moved almost simultaneously.

This match was both a gambling contest and a teaching exercise.

The student being taught was Hime, who stood to the side like a lackey.

The future King Yu Lie watched the battle between the two before him, absorbing every detail of the fight like a sponge.

Russell used the Thunder Spear Technique from the Tian Ce Mansion, which was extremely powerful and fierce, with a rainbow-like aura and a thunderous ferocity. Wherever the silver spear passed, metal and stone were shattered.

Hime is perfectly suited for the battlefield.

Although Ji Ye had learned part of the Tiger Fang Spear Technique used by Yi Tianzhan, the two had different experiences and backgrounds, so the artistic conception they used was also different.

In an instant, the courtyard was filled with the shadows of guns, the sound of metal clashing, and the collision of energies creating whirlwinds.

Yi Tianzhan ended the battle with a single, extremely powerful spear strike, Heart Wolf.

This spear thrust embodies Yi Tianzhan's martial will; a single thrust unleashes the ultimate operation of essence, qi, spirit, internal organs, meridians, muscles, and brain.

Although Russell was not injured, he was forced to turn his gun around to defend himself, thus blocking Russell's attack.

Continuing to fight would be pointless.

Yi Tianzhan commented, "Your spear technique lacks both power and soul, a waste of such top-notch marksmanship."

"Does it matter?" Russell asked with a smile, returning the Roaring Tiger Spear to Ji Ye.

That's of course not important, Yi Tianzhan sighed inwardly. Ah, people really shouldn't compare themselves to others so easily. (End of Chapter)