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Chapter 184 Blessed Land, Familiar Red Title (2 words, Update 15)

Buzz.
A very slight vibration.

The elevator doors opened again.

The sight before him caused Fang Qingyu's pupils to shrink instantly!

Jiang Wei also slightly widened her clear eyes, and for the first time, a clear look of surprise appeared on her small face.

This is definitely not the top floor of the building!

What came into view was a world completely beyond imagination!

There is no reinforced concrete roof; above is a clear blue sky dotted with wispy white clouds, and the warm sunlight shines down, carrying the temperature of nature.

Beneath my feet was soft, thick soil, exuding the fragrance of fresh grass.

In the distance, there are rolling, verdant mountains! The mountains are majestic, shrouded in mist, and waterfalls and streams can be vaguely seen hanging like white ribbons!
Nearby, there was a wide open plain.

On the plain, there are architectural complexes of all sizes and shapes, which blend a high-tech feel with the charm of classical gardens.

There is a silver-white training field that looks like an inverted giant bowl with a halo of light flowing across its surface; there are ancient palaces built against the mountain with flying eaves and brackets; and there are hot spring pools hidden among exotic flowers and plants, with flowing mist.

The air was incredibly fresh.

With each breath, it felt as if sweet spring water was flowing through my lungs, nourishing every cell in my body!
This is a force field!?

It's practically a vast little world completely independent of the outside world!

"This"

Even with Fang Qingyu's resolute will, he could not hide his shock at this moment.

"This is our Dragon Abyss Pavilion's blessed land." Wei Banmeng's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible pride. She stepped out of the elevator, onto the soft grass, and gestured for Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei to follow. "It belongs to the third type of force field."

She explained as she walked, her voice clear and distinct:
"Like other force fields, it exists by attaching itself to a certain anchor point in the real world. But the difference is that, in ordinary force fields, no matter what form the barrier takes, the internal environment is temporarily shaped by the scene in the real world after the force field is activated."

Wei Banmeng pointed to the surrounding mountains, rivers, vegetation, and buildings, which were so realistic they were almost suffocating.

"And the environment here was created and solidified in the force field of this 'blessed land' from the very beginning, and it was set up and existed within the 'sphere'."

It's more like an independent little world that has been stripped away and sealed in the cracks of reality.

As long as there is a continuous supply of sufficient energy, this environment can be maintained indefinitely, and may even evolve slowly.

Fang Qingyu listened and nodded slowly. He took Jiang Wei's small hand and followed Wei Banmeng into this vibrant plain.

The grass underfoot was soft and springy, with a cool touch from the dew.

He looked around at this incredible sight, but a question arose in his mind.

"Weren't we here to participate in Project Hidden Dragon? Why?" Fang Qingyu looked at Wei Banmeng, "to your martial arts school's blessed land?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Banmeng paused for a moment.

Turning around, her clear, cool eyes blinked, revealing a rare hint of playfulness:

"The training ground for Project Hidden Dragon is right here in this building. The other participants in the project also live in this secluded paradise within the building."

Seeing the growing confusion in Fang Qingyu's eyes, she continued:

"So, I was thinking of letting you stay in our Dragon Abyss Pavilion's blessed land. The environment is good and it's convenient. What, you don't want to?"

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly: "It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that I'm afraid it would be too much trouble for you."

"It's nothing, no trouble at all." Wei Banmeng waved her hand, her tone matter-of-fact. "Master instructed me to do it."

Fang Qingyu nodded, just about to say thank you.

A crucial piece of information suddenly flashed through my mind!
He suddenly looked up at Wei Banmeng:

"Wait, you just said the training location is also in this building, and everyone else lives in their own secluded paradises???"

Wei Banmeng nodded naturally: "Yes. Because this time, apart from you, all the other selected participants in the Hidden Dragon Project are core disciples from top martial arts schools or families that have their own blessed lands."

These words sent a jolt through Fang Qingyu.

The Hidden Dragon Project brings together the Federation's top geniuses, that much is undeniable.

However, Fang Qingyu always believed that these geniuses came from diverse backgrounds, possibly the military, the Bureau of Justice system, powerful families, and top martial arts schools around the world.
But now, listening to what Wei Banmeng said...
The participants in this phase of the Hidden Dragon Project were all from top-tier martial arts schools in Beijing, known as "blessed lands."

Fang Qingyu fell silent.

He was the only "wild" genius from the Qingjian City branch with no background who made it onto this list. His inclusion was probably purely due to his incredible performance in the Songdu Pit and the personal nomination by Yan Shouzhen, the head of the Longyuan Pavilion!
Fang Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately thought of the list that Wei Banmeng had given him before: "Were these martial arts school people on the list you gave me before?"

“Yes.” Wei Banmeng nodded, her tone calm yet carrying a hint of profound meaning. “And quite a lot. Divine Armor is far more precious than you imagine. It is one of the ultimate weapons that countless martial artists dream of, representing power, heritage, and status. This is especially true for the heirs of top martial arts schools.”

She looked at Fang Qingyu, a very faint, yet slightly mischievous smile playing on her lips:

"But aren't you afraid they'll come after you, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and chuckled: "How do you know I'm not afraid? I'm the only 'outsider' and the only 'oddball' in this year's Hidden Dragon Project."

At the same time, he understood why Wei Banmeng insisted on letting him live in the blessed land of Longyuan Pavilion.

This is more than just providing convenience.

It is also a silent form of protection!

Within this strictly regulated plan, the blessed land of Longyuan Pavilion serves as an invisible barrier.

It can minimize the risk of being tested, pressured, or troubled by things that might come from outside the rules.

Wei Banmeng understood his strength and knew that he was not afraid of any competition within the Hidden Dragon Project.

But she knew even better that those behemoths who had been entrenched in the capital for many years, besides their obvious geniuses, also had many intricate and complex methods.

She was using the power of the Dragon Abyss Pavilion to create a relatively quiet cultivation space for him.

Hearing Fang Qingyu's self-deprecating remark about being an "outcast," Wei Banmeng raised a slight brow, her sharp eyes fixed on him intently as she spoke, word by word:

"Because, in this plan, you are the strongest person."

These words were spoken with absolute certainty and without any hesitation.

It was as if stating an undeniable fact.

Fang Qingyu looked at Wei Banmeng's confident eyes, shook his head and chuckled again, without replying.

This girl is quite confident in herself.

"How many people are involved in this Hidden Dragon Project?" Fang Qingyu asked.

“Around a hundred people,” Wei Banmeng explained as she walked. “Thirty-three top-tier martial arts schools or families with blessed lands are participating, with varying numbers of participants from each family. Our Longyuan Pavilion has three participants, which is me, along with two senior brothers.”

As they spoke, Wei Banmeng led Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei to a relatively secluded area deep in the plains.

There are several independent courtyards nestled among exotic flowers, rare herbs, and ancient vines.

Wei Banmeng pushed open the wooden door of one of the courtyards.

"No one lives here anymore, so it will be yours from now on."

The courtyard is small, but very exquisite.

The two-story wooden building, with its upturned eaves and antique charm, is a charming little house.

The interior, however, features modern and comfortable decor, complete with smart home features.

“Over there,” Wei Banmeng pointed to the most eye-catching, huge, silver-white, round building in the center of the plain, which looked like an inverted egg, “that’s the comprehensive training ground.” She looked at Fang Qingyu: “It’s very spacious inside, with complete facilities and is sturdy enough. You can train freely inside without worrying about damaging it.”

After settling Jiang Wei in, she familiarized herself with the surroundings in the courtyard.

Fang Qingyu then followed Wei Banmeng toward the huge, silver-white, round training ground.

The entrance to the training ground is a heavy alloy gate.

Wei Banmeng swiped her ID card to open it.

A stench, a mixture of sweat, ozone, metallic friction, and the smell of burning herbs, rushed towards me like the breath of a sleeping beast!

Fang Qingyu stepped in.

The sight before him startled even the most resolute man.

The training ground has an extremely spacious interior, with a dome over 100 meters high and an overall circular shape.

The interior layout and facilities are not entirely modern training facilities.

Besides the cold array of metal instruments and the flickering data screen wall.

In the center of the field, there is a huge, ancient training ground paved with some kind of dark blue rock.

At the edge of the training ground stood rows of bronze targets that required several people to encircle, covered with fist marks, palm prints, and chisel marks, exuding an aura of vicissitudes and weight.

It is surrounded by training facilities of various strange shapes.

There are stone lock arrays carved from whole black boulders, the smallest of which is the size of a millstone and the largest is like a small mountain, with the surface covered with signs of use.

There are circular channels flowing with dark red liquid, like magma, radiating scorching heat.

Countless steel chains hang from a massive bronze beam, each end of which is connected to an incredibly heavy solid metal ball. They sway and collide gently in the breeze, producing a dull thud.

The dodging training area consists of alloy walls covered with sharp barbs that move at high speed.

Of course, it is also equipped with state-of-the-art modern force targets, reaction testing instruments, and other facilities that have never been seen before.

The entire training ground is not only modern, but also appropriately incorporates modern elements.

However, what truly shocked Fang Qingyu was not these facilities.

Instead, it was the hundreds of figures training hard in the training field, sweating profusely!
Their movements were as swift as thunder, and their strength as immense as a mountain!

The punches and kicks pierced the air with a dull thud!
The slashing of swords and blades produced a piercing, sharp whistling sound!

They swung the heavy stone locks around like windmills!
Beside the scorching lava trough, a man, shirtless, practiced martial arts amidst the rising heat, his skin glowing red from the heat!

In the evasion zone, figures moved like ghosts through the dense barbed walls, leaving behind afterimages!

When Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over these people, a dense array of bright red title badges, like burning flames, instantly appeared in his field of vision!

【Martial Artist】! 【Martial Artist】! 【Martial Artist】!
Looking around, almost everything in sight is marked with a conspicuous red name!
There were over a hundred of them!
At the very least, they are at the peak of the Transcendent Realm! The aura of the Profound Realm is everywhere!

Most of them were around twenty years old, at the peak of their energy and vitality, with sharp eyes and a fierce and confident demeanor honed through countless battles!

Hundreds of young martial artists, at least at the peak of the Transcendent Realm and mostly at the Profound Realm, fought and honed themselves like fierce tigers and dragons in this training ground filled with primal power!
The scene is extremely shocking!

Is this the foundation of the younger generation of Longyuan Pavilion?
Fang Qingyu clicked his tongue in amazement.

Wei Banmeng and Fang Qingyu had only walked a few steps in when they entered.

Two young men who were practicing next to the stone lock formation noticed them.

One of the men was burly, with muscles bulging like granite, wearing a sleeveless vest, sweat dripping down the grooves of his bronze skin.

The other was tall and well-proportioned, wearing a loose white training uniform, with sharp eyes like an eagle.

Upon seeing Wei Banmeng, the two immediately stopped what they were doing, their faces breaking into hearty smiles as they strode forward to greet her.

"Junior sister! You're back?" The burly young man's voice was loud and clear, filled with a sense of pride.

"This is him." The young man in white stared intently at Fang Qingyu, his gaze filled with undisguised curiosity and a hint of excitement.
Wei Banmeng nodded, a hint of gentleness appearing on her usually aloof face, the kind she showed when speaking to her fellow disciples: "Yes. Let me introduce you. These two are our senior brothers who are participating in the Hidden Dragon Project with us. This is Chu Kuanglan." She pointed to the burly young man.

"This is Lu Jiuyuan." He then pointed to the young man in white.

"This is Fang Qingyu, and this is Jiang Wei."

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan's tiger-like eyes flashed with astonishing light, and his large, fan-like hand immediately shot out, his voice booming so loudly that the surrounding air seemed to buzz:

"Master Fang! I've heard so much about you! It's great to finally meet you in person! I'm Chu Kuanglan! Just call me Little Chu!"

Lu Jiuyuan followed closely behind, moving even faster. He had already grasped Fang Qingyu's hand. His grip was strong, with the roughness and power unique to martial artists. His eyes were fervent: "God Fang! Lu Jiuyuan! It's a pleasure to meet you! We've heard so much about your amazing feats in Songdu City that we're practically tired of hearing about them!"

Fang Qingyu was taken aback by the sudden enthusiasm and the title "Fang Shen" (Fang God). A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he still calmly shook hands with the two of them: "Fang Qingyu. Just call me by my name."

The term "Fang Shen" sounds really awkward.

"How can that be!" Chu Kuanglan shook Fang Qingyu's hand forcefully, his spittle practically flying out of his mouth with excitement. "He hammered down a Chosen One! My God! That was a second-tier Chosen One! We've heard of that bastard Sikong Zhen's name, and the name 'Rock Rock' is well-known in the Western Region. His control over the power of the earth is ridiculously strong! And yet you managed to smash his head in the ruins! This achievement is so damn satisfying! And so damn awesome!"

Lu Jiuyuan nodded vigorously, adding, "That's right! And that ferocious beast with a red head and white body! Our sect leader said it himself, that thing's strength was close to the second tier! And you and this little sister Jiang killed it too! With that strength and those achievements, Fang Shen, you truly deserve it!"

The two exchanged words, their tone filled with sincere admiration and a hint of fervor. Their voices echoed in the training ground, attracting curious glances from many Dragon Abyss Pavilion disciples nearby.

Wei Banmeng stood to the side, listening to her two senior brothers' lavish praise.

A rare blush appeared on her usually cool face, and a vein seemed to be throbbing on her forehead.

She quickly stepped forward, and with a hint of exasperation, pushed her two overly enthusiastic senior brothers, one in each arm, towards the stone lock formation:

"Alright, alright! Training! Get back to training! Why are you talking so much! They just arrived, don't scare them!"

"Hey, junior sister, don't push me! We haven't..."

"Go train!" Wei Banmeng's tone left no room for argument, and she added a bit of subtle force to her hand.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan stumbled from the push. They turned around, wanting to say something, but met Wei Banmeng's glare that said, "If you keep nagging, I'll beat you up." They could only smile awkwardly and wave at Fang Qingyu: "Fang Shen, let's talk later! We definitely need to have a good talk later!"

"Yes, yes, Fang Shen, you go ahead with your work!"

The two were forcibly "driven" back to the training area by Wei Banmeng, who kept turning back to look at them.

Wei Banmeng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and said to Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei with a hint of embarrassment still on her face, "Cough, let's go. I'll take you to complete the formalities first, and then we'll go buy some daily necessities."

Fang Qingyu nodded, indicating his understanding.

He only brought the necessary weapons, identification, and a few changes of clothes. Jiang Wei's small backpack probably contained nothing but lollipops.

"Mmm," Jiang Wei responded softly.

The three of them stepped back into the special elevator that connected the blessed land to the cave.

Wei Banmeng pressed the button.

The elevator started moving again, and that faint feeling of weightlessness came over me.

A moment later, the elevator doors slid open silently.

Fang Qingyu held Jiang Wei's hand and followed behind Wei Banmeng. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, his gaze habitually swept over the sparse figures coming and going in the corridor.

However, at this moment.

Fang Qingyu saw a red name title that he hadn't seen in a long time, but which left a deep impression on him.

Their feet froze on the spot.

(End of this chapter)