High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 156 Khorne's Chosen One! Farewell to Stone, let's aim for the Rookie Cup!

Dead silence.

A suffocating silence, like a leaden gray sky, weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

The image of those dozens of girls resolutely facing death was like an invisible hammer, striking the souls of everyone present.

They are the elite of the Fearless Battle Group, the pride of Canaan Star Martial Arts University. They have seen life and death many times and have personally caused countless deaths.

But the scene before them filled them with an unprecedented, bone-deep sense of heaviness and powerlessness.

Qin Feng stood silently on the land that had just been stained with blood, his gaze sweeping over the corpses of the girls whose faces still bore smiles of relief. His feelings were extremely complicated.

In his psychic perception, one of the youngest girls, although her vitality index was weak, had meridian resilience and cell activity far exceeding that of ordinary people.

It is an extremely rare special constitution that has a natural high affinity for psychic energy.

If this girl had been born on an educational planet like the Morning Star, she would undoubtedly have become the object of fierce competition among top martial arts schools, a prominent figure admired by countless people, and a genius with a promising future, second to none.

But now, in this borderland forgotten by the glory of the empire, she didn't even have the power to choose her own destiny. In the end, she ended her life, which had withered before it even bloomed, in such a tragic and resolute way.

In an instant, Qin Feng was filled with countless emotions.

He thought of his origins, his small but warm family home despite their poverty, and the educational system at Qimingxing Academy, which, despite its fierce competition, still offered clear pathways for advancement.

How fortunate he is to have reached this point step by step, enjoying the top-tier resources of the human empire and steadily improving his strength.
"Evil, destruction, chaos, darkness... they have always existed and have never disappeared."

Qin Feng muttered to himself, his voice unusually clear in the deathly silent camp.

"I was just... fortunate enough to be born in the Canaan system, fortunate enough to be born in the heart of the empire, fortunate enough to enjoy the empire's most core resources, which allowed me to stay away from all of this... but they have always been there."

As he looked at the corpses of those girls, at this land soaked in sin and blood, an unprecedented and extremely intense thought, like a wildfire, suddenly ignited in his heart!

"Since I have been fortunate enough to enjoy all of this, then... I should change it!"

"kill!"

"Slay all alien races in the universe!"

"Slay all the traitors within the empire!"

boom! ! ! !

A terrifying, pure, and solid killing intent, even more intense than when he slaughtered the followers of Khorne, suddenly surged into the sky from his seemingly calm body!

The killing intent was so terrifying that the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Zou Yun, Yin Jing, Qin Lan, and the dozen or so surviving freshmen all felt a chill that came from the depths of their souls. Their faces turned pale, and they felt that even breathing had become extremely difficult!
At that very moment, the scene before Qin Feng's eyes shifted dramatically!

He seemed to see himself in an endless, blood-red space.

Before him stood a colossal, terrifying throne, composed of countless blood-dripping heads of different races, so enormous that words could not describe it!
And on that throne, a terrifying figure, whose exact form was obscured and enveloped by endless rage, slaughter, and the will to fight, sat quietly.

That figure was encouraging him!
He's being praised!

"Kill! Fight!"

A grand and majestic voice, brimming with irresistible allure, resounded directly within the depths of his soul.

"Use the blood of your enemies, the bones of other races, and the wails of traitors to pave your path to glory!"

"Go to battle! Go to slaughter! Go and claim the supreme honor that belongs to the victors within the human empire!"

fighting……

honor……

Killing...

These three words, like the most powerful mental imprint, were deeply engraved into Qin Feng's mind!
The scene before his eyes changed once again!
He seemed to see again the grand inauguration ceremony of Company Commander Zhou Xiong.

Company Commander Zhou Xiong, clad in heavy power armor, had dozens of dazzling Imperial Medals on his chest, representing his illustrious military achievements! Three battle nails adorned his forehead!

Behind him were hundreds of thousands of Ultra Warriors, all of whom were at least at the Stellar level and wore power armor!

They knelt on one knee and shouted the name of Company Commander Zhou Xiong in a voice as loud as a thunderclap, full of fervor and worship!
What an honor that is!

What majesty that was!
All of this was achieved through one bloody and brutal battle after another!

Kill everything!
Kill all alien races!
Kill all traitors!
Use their deaths to forge your own glory!

Correct!
That's it!

Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and the killing intent emanating from him became increasingly intense and violent!
His body, clad in power armor, began to swell uncontrollably!

On his forehead, the skin bulged high, as if something hard, like horns, was about to burst out!

His blood vessels, like red-hot irons, throbbed and swelled wildly beneath his skin, as if molten lava was surging within them!

However, all these changes were perfectly concealed by the thick black power armor.

The people around could only feel that the terrifying killing intent that made it hard for them to breathe was still increasing wildly at an exponential rate.

Unbeknownst to them, Qin Feng was walking on the edge of an abyss of depravity and destruction, a path of no return!

Just as he was about to be completely consumed by that fanatical killing intent, about to become a fanatical Khorne follower who only knew how to exchange glory for blood and battle!
Om-!
A clear, cool, yet warm current carrying supreme majesty and sacred aura suddenly flowed out from deep within his brow bone!

It is a nail of favor!
This cool, warm current, like a holy light purifying everything, instantly dispelled all the illusions in his mind that were filled with the temptation of killing and glory!

The blood-red skull throne collapsed.

The alluring, grand voice disappeared.

The figure of Company Commander Zhou Xiong, filled with glory and majesty, vanished like a bubble.

Qin Feng's consciousness suddenly returned to reality.

His bloodshot eyes instantly regained their clarity.

His body, which was expanding wildly, deflated like a punctured balloon and quickly returned to normal.

That soaring killing intent, like a tide, receded back into his body and vanished without a trace.

"Huh...huh..."

Qin Feng was panting heavily, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

He regained consciousness, but a wave of overwhelming fear washed over him.
Khorne!

That evil god, representing slaughter, anger, and war, was just bewitching him!

It wasn't just the deaths of those girls or the evil in this camp that fueled his murderous intent.

It perfectly combines this pure killing intent with incredibly positive concepts such as "honor," "responsibility," and "protection"!
This kind of seduction is a thousand times more terrifying than simple, evil enticement!
If it weren't for his persistent practice of the "Emperor's Meditation Method," and if it weren't for this "Crest of Favor," he would probably have already been corrupted by Khorne's will, his body would have mutated, and he would have ultimately degenerated into a Khorne believer who only knew how to indulge in the thrill of battle and killing, and pursue the highest glory!

"terrible……"

"terrible……"

Qin Feng came to his senses, his heart filled with fear and uncertainty.

"Evil gods represent more than just negative emotions like evil, bloodshed, and distortion..."

They, too, can utilize the noblest emotions such as 'honor,' 'hope,' and 'protection'...

This experience gave him a deeper and more direct understanding of the terror of "evil gods".

"It seems I need to pay even more attention to cultivating my mental strength from now on. I absolutely cannot slack off on the 'Emperor's Meditation Method'!"

Qin Feng made up his mind in his heart.

at this time.

"Buzz-"

The roar of an engine came from the distant horizon.

Several space pirate shuttles, also painted with blood-red skull and crossbow flags, were returning to the camp from outside.

They were clearly unaware that their stronghold had been transformed into a living hell.

As they piloted their shuttles, descended, and took in the horrific scene within the camp, all the shuttles suddenly swerved, attempting to turn around and escape!

"Want to run?"

Qin Lan, who had remained silent, suddenly revealed a cold, murderous glint in her eyes.

She strode to an anti-air psionic turret at the edge of the camp and skillfully began operating it.

The next second, the turret charged, and a thick beam of energy, filled with destructive power, shot into the sky and struck one of the shuttles that was trying to escape with perfect accuracy!
boom! ! !
A violent explosion lit up the sky, like a dazzling firework of death.

The remaining shuttles were also terrified by this sudden attack and fled even more frantically into the distance.

But they had already been locked on and were subsequently shot down one by one.

"almost."

As the last shuttle transformed into a fireball and crashed to the ground, Qin Feng slowly said, "...bury them. After burying them, we should go back."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded silently.

They sprang into action, using psionic energy and swords to dig dozens of simple graves in the radioactive dust-filled Gobi Desert.

Then, they placed the girls' bodies inside one by one and erected nameless tombstones for them with huge stones.

After doing all this, everyone gathered together and, without ever looking at this land filled with sin and sorrow again, chose to teleport back to Canaan Star Martial Arts University.
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hum-

When everyone opened their eyes again, the gray, desolate planet filled with radiation and bloodshed had been replaced by the familiar, safe, and vast landscape of the Canaan Star Martial Arts University Central Teleportation Hub.

Above the dome, a simulated, dazzling galaxy flowed slowly, and millions of teleportation portals stretched out like an inverted sea of ​​stars beneath their feet to the horizon.

The ceaseless river of steel and blood once again enveloped them.

"call……"

Someone let out a long sigh of relief, breaking the silence.

That sigh seemed to be a signal, allowing everyone to completely detach themselves from that bloody mission filled with sorrow and lingering fear.

They are back.

He's alive and back.

"Click."

Accompanied by a series of synchronized mechanical sounds, more than a dozen battered power armors were retrieved into their respective subspace storage units.

When the heavy steel was removed, their young faces, filled with exhaustion yet also with the relief of surviving a disaster, were revealed.

"Qin Feng."

A cool, yet complex voice rang out first.

It's Qin Lan.

She walked up to Qin Feng, her sharp, phoenix-like eyes fixed intently on him.

Her left arm is completely healed.

On her way back, she used the precious regeneration potion, and her severed arm regrew under the powerful effects of the medicine, even more perfectly than before.

"You saved me again."

Qin Lan's tone was full of sincere gratitude.

Last time on the mechanical mining planet, Qin Feng pulled her back from the brink of "death".

This time, Qin Feng once again pulled her out of the abyss of "death".

"You gave me my life."

A self-deprecating bitter smile appeared on Qin Lan's face. "I thought that after three and a half years of seclusion, my strength had greatly improved and my vitality index had broken through 180 points. I thought I could easily complete this mission. I didn't expect... I still underestimated the cruelty of this universe."

She shook her head, a hint of lingering fear flashing in her eyes.

"Who would have thought that the leader of that interstellar pirate group would be a fanatical believer who received the blessing of Khorne? The intelligence clearly stated that his strongest strength was only around 150 points, but after receiving the blessing of Khorne... his strength skyrocketed to over 200 points, completely exceeding our ability to cope."

“If you hadn’t arrived in time, we would all probably have become sacrifices he offered to the evil god.”

"Yes, Qin Feng, we really owe you a lot this time."

Zou Yun, who was standing to the side, also stepped forward, expressing his heartfelt gratitude, "I, Zou Yun, am not one to waste words. From now on, if there is anything you can do to help me, just say the word, and I will never refuse! You gave me this life!"

Yin Jing silently walked to Qin Feng's side. She didn't say much, but looked at Qin Feng deeply with her cold eyes, and then said solemnly, "I owe you my life."

These four simple words carry more weight than any flowery language.

Immediately afterwards, the dozen or so freshmen who had been rescued also gathered around.

"Senior Qin Feng! Thank you for saving us!"

"Senior, if it weren't for you this time, we...we really wouldn't have made it back!"

"Senior, may I...can I add you as a friend on the subspace network?"

Their eyes were filled with the purest, heartfelt admiration and gratitude as they looked at Qin Feng.

In their most desperate moment, this god-like and demonic figure descended from the sky and, with unparalleled power, instantly killed the terrifying monster that had suffocated them with a single shot!

This image has been deeply imprinted in their minds, and they will probably never forget it for the rest of their lives.

Faced with everyone's enthusiasm, Qin Feng did not refuse. He calmly nodded and accepted everyone's friend requests.

Looking at those young faces filled with energy and gratitude, a subtle feeling welled up in his heart.

"Alright, alright, stop crowding around."

Qin Lan waved her hand, dismissing the group of excited junior students. "Go back and rest well. This mission has been a valuable experience for you all. Summarize your lessons and don't make the same mistakes next time." Everyone agreed, but they still looked back at Qin Feng every few steps before reluctantly parting ways.

Soon, only Qin Feng, Qin Lan, Zou Yun, and Yin Jing remained in this area of ​​the teleportation hub.

"Speaking of which..."

After finishing her work with the team, Qin Lan turned her gaze to Qin Feng again, her eyes sparkling with an irrepressible curiosity and curiosity.

"Qin Feng, just how strong are you now? When you just... killed that Khorne follower in an instant, I didn't even see your movements clearly."

This question immediately caught the attention of Zou Yun and Yin Jing.

They were just as curious.

After more than three years, just how terrifying has Qin Feng grown?

Qin Feng glanced at the three men's eager eyes and answered truthfully without hiding anything: "Vitality Index, 270 points."

hiss--! ! !
The moment those four words clearly reached the ears of the three people.

Even Qin Lan, who had already prepared herself mentally, couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Her pupils contracted sharply from extreme shock!

Two hundred and seventy points!
This number exploded in the minds of the three like a heavy psionic bomb!

"Two...two hundred and seventy?!"

Zou Yun's voice trembled with shock, "I...I didn't hear wrong, did I?! Qin Feng, you...you're not joking, are you?!"

He clearly remembered that three and a half years ago, during that mission on the mechanical mining planet, Qin Feng's vitality index had just broken through 110 points!
How long has it been?
Three and a half years!
In just three and a half years, his vitality index has actually surged by a full 160 points on top of such a high base!
What is this concept? !

This is completely beyond their understanding of the word "genius"!
This is simply mythical! It's legendary!
Qin Lan stood there stunned, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

In the past three and a half years, despite her rebirth after losing her arm and her relentless day and night cultivation, she only managed to raise her vitality index from 120 to 180.

This 60-point improvement made her feel incredibly proud and satisfied, enough to make her one of the best among her peers.

But now, compared to Qin Feng...

Her so-called progress is nothing at all.

That's way too much!
As for the younger students who just left, if they heard this number, they would probably question their existence.

In the eyes of these freshmen who have only been enrolled for one or two years, being able to break through the 50-point vitality index is already considered an elite.

270 points was a terrifying, unattainable realm, like a god, that they couldn't even imagine!
While everyone was stunned by the number, none of them noticed that behind a giant load-bearing pillar not far away, a tall young man with skin as hard as rock was staring intently at them with a look of utter disbelief.

This young man was none other than Shi Dang, the genius of the Star River Military Deputy Senior, who had met Qin Feng once on the Morning Star and defeated Shi Potian in the competition for the "Morning Star General" title, ultimately winning the championship!
He has been in Canaan for four years.

Thanks to the powerful bloodline talent of the Stone Clan and his own hard work, his current vitality index has reached over 70 points.

While this speed couldn't compare to a monster like Qin Feng, it was definitely above average among all the new students, enough to give him a sense of pride as a genius.

But now...

When he inadvertently heard that name that was both familiar and frightening to him, when he heard Qin Feng casually utter "270 points," he was deeply moved.

His pitiful pride was instantly crushed.

Seven years!

Qin Feng was only three years older than him!

However, the difference in their strength was so great that it was like an insurmountable chasm, as different as heaven and earth!

"This monster..."

Shi Dang's throat bobbed uncontrollably. He looked at Qin Feng's profile, which was as calm as if he were talking about something trivial, and all that remained in his heart was endless bitterness and horror.

"No matter where you go... you're a monster."

Just then, Qin Feng seemed to sense something, and his calm gaze inadvertently swept towards the direction where Shi Dang was.

Their eyes met for a fleeting moment in the air.

Shi Dang's heart skipped a beat!
Almost instinctively, he immediately lowered his head, hiding his body even deeper in the shadow of the pillar, and then turned and left quickly without looking back, as if afraid of being recognized by Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked at the familiar figure hurrying away, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He neither chased after them nor called out to them.

Everyone has their own path to walk.

Moreover, he and Shi Dang had no connection whatsoever.

At this moment, Qin Feng thought of Shi Potian and wondered how Shi Potian was doing.

I haven't been following any news about the subspace network.
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The hustle and bustle of the central teleportation hub was gradually left behind.

After a brief farewell to Qin Lan, Zou Yun, and others, Qin Feng did not linger outside. He immediately teleported back to his independent dormitory, which had long become his second "home" and was filled with a cold, high-tech feel.

The heavy alloy door closed silently behind us, completely shutting out all the noise and disturbances of the outside world.

This is a completely private space that belongs entirely to him, a space of absolute quiet.

He walked to the futon in the center of the quiet room, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and quickly reviewed in his mind the thrilling rescue mission and the silent confrontation with the will of the evil god.

After confirming that no details had been overlooked and after completely suppressing and sealing away the "glorious killing intent" that had almost plunged him into the abyss, he slowly opened his eyes and began to take stock of the final gains of this trip.

[Mission: Emergency Rescue Mission: Rescue the stranded crew members on planet A12313-G1]

[Task status: Completed]

[Mission Evaluation: Perfect (All rescue objectives have been achieved, and the source of the threat has been eliminated)]

[Task rewards have been calculated.]

[Rewards: 500 Contribution Points, 500 Dauntless Chapter Reputation.]

Looking at the two glaring numbers on the screen, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Qin Feng's face.

He opened his personal data panel.

[Contribution Points Balance: 718 point]

[Dauntless Chapter Reputation: 500 points]

This huge sum of money was enough to support him in a deep retreat that was longer and more intense than any he had ever done before.

"With this resource, my strength will surely take another qualitative leap within three years."

Qin Feng's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit.

"However, it's still a bit risky to break through the 500-point vitality barrier in the remaining three years."

His brain was calculating at lightning speed.

From 270 points to 500 points, there is a terrifying difference of 230 points.

According to his experience in practicing the "Great Sun Aperture Opening Method", each successful opening and filling of a "Great Sun Aperture" can bring him an increase of about 10 points in his vitality index.

This means that he needs to successfully open at least 23 new "Great Sun Apertures" to achieve this goal.

As cultivation progresses, the spiritual energy resources and time required to open each new acupoint are increasing exponentially.

This is absolutely an incredibly difficult challenge.

But Qin Feng's dictionary contains no words for "fear" or "retreat".

The greater the challenge, the more it ignites his deep-seated, unwavering will known as "Heaven rewards diligence"!

Just as he was about to immediately open the trading post and convert this huge sum of money into real cultivation resources, his gaze inadvertently swept over the private message list that had been dormant for a long time.

It was Shi Potian.

With a thought, Qin Feng clicked on the message from three years ago.

Qin Feng, I've arrived. The Canaan Star Martial Arts University is even more vast than I imagined.

I have successfully enrolled in university. If you have time, would you like to get together?

Following this message were several fragmented comments.

Seeing that you haven't replied, I imagine you're either in deep seclusion or carrying out some long-term mission.

It's alright. The path of martial arts is inherently a solitary journey.

Feel free to contact me anytime you have time. I'm curious to know just how far you've come.

Looking at these messages, Qin Feng seemed to see again the aloof yet pure figure who had always regarded him as his only rival at Qiming No. 1 High School, a friend and foe who chased after him.

He calculated the time.

Shi Potian finally obtained the title of "Qiming General" three years after he won the title himself.

He entered school four years later than me.

It was a year later than Shi Dang, who had just been glimpsed at the teleportation hub.

"Three years from now, it will be the next 'Canaan Newcomer Cup', which will also be the deadline for the 'Mentor Group Advancement Competition'."

A thoughtful look flashed in Qin Feng's eyes.

He was eager to meet his old friend immediately and see just how powerful he had become.

But he knew even more clearly that now was not the time.

The remaining three years are a crucial sprint period for him!

There can be no distractions, no slackening!
He had to dedicate every minute and every second to that endless ascetic practice!

Thinking of this, he stretched out his finger and slowly typed a reply below the comment.

[Potian, I have read your message. I will be going into seclusion for an extended period to prepare for the Rookie Cup and promotion tournament three years from now. We will meet again after this is over.]

After sending the message, he completely shut down the communication interface and focused all his attention on the upcoming resource procurement plan.

The first thing he had to do was to convert all of his newly accumulated contribution points into the "fuel" necessary for opening the "Great Sun Aperture"—[Superior Spiritual Energy Potion].

"To reach the 500-point vitality threshold, you need to open 23 more acupoints."

"The later the stage, the greater the consumption. On average, it takes at least 2.5 doses of top-grade spiritual energy potion to open up a single acupoint now."

"23 acupoints, approximately... 57.5 doses of medicine."

Qin Feng looked at his remaining 718 contribution points and quickly calculated in his mind.

"In the Imperial Trading Post, a single premium psionic potion costs 10 contribution points. 57.5 potions would be equivalent to 575 contribution points."

He pondered for a moment, and finally, with a determined bite of his teeth, made an even more audacious decision!

"Let's just do it all at once!"

He directly entered an astonishing number into the exchange interface of the Imperial Trading Post.

[Purchase Item: Superior Psionic Potion]

[Quantity purchased: 70 units]

Total cost: 700 contribution points

confirm!

Om-!
The moment he confirmed the payment, his previously abundant contribution points balance instantly shrank rapidly, like a punctured balloon.

[Contribution Points Balance: 18 point]

Looking at this lonely number, Qin Feng showed no heartache whatsoever; instead, a crazy smile filled with determination and anticipation appeared on his face.

Seventy premium psionic potions!
This enormous resource was enough for him to open up more than forty of his "Great Sun Apertures" in one fell swoop!
Immediately afterwards, he opened the Fearless Legion's internal resource library.

The contribution points have been used up; what remains are the precious 500 points of warband reputation.

This time, his target is the "enhanced" recovery resources that can maximize his cultivation efficiency and have effects far exceeding those of the ordinary version.

[Redeemable Item: Enhanced Type I Deep Repair Herbal Bath Pack]

[Effect: Repair efficiency is improved by more than 50% compared to the normal version.]

Price: 10 reputation points/pack

[Redemption Quantity: 24 packs]

[Exchange Item: Enhanced Type I Mental Strength Recovery Potion]

[Effect: Mental energy recovers faster and lasts longer.]

Price: 20 reputation points/piece

[Exchange Quantity: 13]

After a series of frantic actions, his 500 Warband reputation points melted away like snowflakes, and were eventually completely wiped out.

[Clan Reputation: 0 points]

All resources are in place.

What followed was a three-year-long, isolated, tedious, and insane retreat that felt like a death!
He intends to use these three years to transform all these massive resources into the boundless, surging power within his own body!
We must make a name for ourselves at the highly anticipated "Canaan Newcomer Cup"!
You must successfully advance in the once-a-decade "Mentor Group Advancement Competition"!
The fame of Wuhan University will spread throughout the stars in just three years!
With this soaring ambition and boundless fighting spirit, Qin Feng's figure once again disappeared into the depths of that cold and deathly silent room.

This time, I swear I won't leave the stronghold until I break the 500-point mark!

(End of this chapter)