Storm of Gods

Chapter 95 Involution
Our ancestors said that the Secret Fortress is the oldest and most mysterious of the five holy lands, and its existence itself is the deepest secret of the changing eras of the Dao Yuan Continent.

Although the true purpose of the Secret Fortress is unknown, it is by no means merely to allow the divine relics to be inherited and contained. The Secret Fortress attracts top bloodlines and talents from all over the continent, and marks some of these special individuals.

A type of runic branding.

Each brand is unique, representing some kind of omen and meaning.

Aside from the immortals, no one knows the meaning behind it, but what is certain is that such people are the most dangerous monsters among reclusive practitioners.

In the vast Dao Yuan Continent, one might not appear for decades, yet he had just seen one.

The George family's ancestral motto is simple: Stay away!
The ancestral precepts used the term "monster" and even made a special note of it.

Thinking about this and recalling my experience in the secret fortress, I couldn't help but shudder.

Damn, what did I do?
The attack just now flashed through his mind like a replay. His opponent had been watching him the whole time, as if watching a child's stunt. The moment he was thrown, if his opponent had wanted to kill him, he would have been dead hundreds of times over when the attack reached his head. A suffocating pressure enveloped his entire body.

...The special being chosen by the Secret Fortress is actually in Tianjing. This is big news even within the Secret Fortress. Why would I be crazy to know this?

Simmons felt an intense urge to leave Tianjing immediately; death was already upon him.

Simmons kept his head down, and no one else noticed, assuming that the powerful Montaleta warriors had no interest in such sparring. Little did they know that Simmons was trying his best to control the trembling of his muscles.

Can’t say. Can’t say.

"President, my clothes are torn, will Black Rose reimburse me?" Li Xin asked.

"Didn't you just ask the head of discipline for reimbursement?" Luo Xue asked with a sly smile.

...Li Xin touched his nose. The more money one has, the stingier one becomes. Why can't there be more rich and beautiful women like Auntie Kongxiang in the world?

The afternoon passed quickly. Li Xin didn't go home today because he felt he would get a beating from Aunt Fei if he went back, so he managed to make it feel like he was working overtime.

After training, Li Xin, Lu Shuai, Huerta, and the handsome Roland went to the cafeteria for lunch. Although Lu Shuai and Huerta had been beaten up, they were in good spirits. Li Xin and Roland were still very competitive.

"Didn't you see Zhao Qing's expression? He still thinks he performed the best, haha, you two really have a chance to compete for a starting spot," Lu Shuai said enviously. "Xiao Hu and I will catch up soon."

"The level of the Holy Zeal Academy is very high. Today was just a warm-up. Especially Simmons, who is really famous in our Montcarette. Brother Xin is amazing. He actually fought him to a standstill." Roland said, his handsome eyes shining, which even made Li Xin feel a little smug.

"Roland, can you please stop having such sparkly eyes when you're praising someone?"

“Yes, yes, I knew it was because he was handsome. It’s one thing to be handsome, but those big eyes are like a charm. No wonder girls can’t resist you,” Lu Shuai shouted. “Why are they so watery? What skincare products did you use? What did you put in your eyes? I remember there are magic potions that can make eyes bigger and more watery.”

Li Xin was stunned. "Potions can do this?"

"It's not just that. Many potion makers now also sell beauty products on the side. Potions are expensive, but beauty potions are profitable. They make money off women and then use that money to make potions. I'm so moved I could cry." Lu Shuai knew this stuff inside and out. Potion making is incredibly expensive, but once you've mastered it, you're really awesome. Some potion makers in their early days made a living by making weird and wonderful things to earn some material costs.

“It’s innate,” Roland said casually.

"Got smacked again!" Lu Shuai pouted. "By the way, Ashin, I felt that Simmons was very polite to you, even calling you Brother Li. Did you two know each other before?"

The presence of the Li Dragons in Dao Yuan was not strong until the emergence of Grand Administrator Luther, who spread Hextech technology and new ideas, while also allowing other countries to learn more about the culture and customs of the Li Dragons.

"I don't know him. I guess people from Montaleta are all very polite. Simmons was very courteous to everyone." Li Xin said while eating. He still preferred Aunt Fei's cooking, which was fragrant and delicious, and eating with Aunt Fei was also a pleasure.

“That’s true. They may be arrogant, but they’re still very easy to get along with. The other two instructors won’t be so comfortable,” Lu Shuai said. “You two had a chance to shine this time, but Xiao Hu and I might only have another chance.”

Li Xin and Roland have both performed well so far. Even if they are substitutes, they might get a chance to play. As long as they don't suffer a crushing defeat and play with style, they will be remembered.

Currently, Lu Shuai and Huerta are at the bottom of the Black Rose team. That lackey is good at flattering and actually has some skills, even slightly better than Lu Shuai and Huerta. With his seniority and Zhao Qing's support, it's unlikely he can be replaced.

"What are we going to do for a bit? How about we go grab a drink to relax? A few of our senior female students have been really keen to have a deeper conversation with us," Lu Shuai suggested, adding that it's important to relax when you're under pressure.

“I need to go to Hextech to learn.” Roland shook his head, which was also Roland’s main purpose in coming to Tianjing.

"I need to train more." Hurta was obsessed with training; the young Saxon loved the feeling of muscle collisions.

Lu Shuai looked at Li Xin expectantly, "I have to go to the library. I just got a severe scolding from Lao Luo."

Lu Shuai snorted through his nose, "You three are so inhumane! Aren't you young people? This makes me look stupid!"

What happened to the promise of standing together through thick and thin? Before entering the Order Academy, he loved to gather with friends and have fun. But ever since he met these three, he either loves studying or loves training.

He's never felt this bad before, even when he was just getting by. He can't even sleep well anymore. He feels anxious lately and is even considering seeing a psychologist.

After some internal struggle, Lu Shuai decided to postpone his happy time with his senior sisters. The senior sisters wouldn't disappear, but he would fall behind.

Hextech's headquarters is a place even dogs wouldn't go. It's a bunch of boring men and a bunch of bottles and jars; it's a headache just looking at it.

The library, haha, he doesn't even know which way the door faces. He was forced to study since he was a child, and now he has a conditioned reflex when he sees a book.

In the end, Coach Lu decided to go to extra training with Huerta. Huerta was very happy and grinned from ear to ear, but Coach Lu felt a pain in his heart. The thought of giving up the snow-white collision and fighting with a group of rough old men made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

How could a descendant of the prestigious Luther family have fallen to such a state? Heavens! How did Grand Consul Luther manage to enjoy life to the fullest while climbing to the top?

Those so-called memoirs and notes have everything, but none of the crucial information.

(End of this chapter)