High Martial Arts Storm

Father is God!

His spine was straight, gripping the sword, supporting his family.

He died in battle...

The sky is falling.

What will happen to this family in the future?

How should we take care of the blind sister's younger brother in the future?

"Haocheng, the compensation from the Beehive Team is 50,000 Star Coins, which will be transferred to your terminal account later." Pang Zhenhai suppressed his grief, stuffed a small black leather suitcase into his hand, and continued, "There are ten tubes of F-grade gene serum and two tubes of E-grade gene serum inside. My brothers and I pooled our money to buy them. We hope you can turn your grief into strength, shine brightly in the college entrance examination, and continue to grow stronger in the future."

Tears fell like beads from a broken string.

The pain was like a sharp knife piercing my heart.

Yang Haocheng was unwilling to accept the news of his father's death, but the cruel reality forced him to accept it.

"I've mailed your father's personal belongings, which he left at the team's base, to your home." Pang Zhenhai sighed softly, patted Yang Haocheng on the shoulder, and said solemnly, "Take good care of your sister and brother. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, remember to contact me. As long as Uncle Pang can do it, I will definitely do my best to help."

"Um."

Yang Haocheng nodded silently.

After Pang Zhenhai left, Mu Ailian walked to the weapons cabinet.

She took out a rectangular wooden box, handed it over, and said, "The world is hard, and human life is as worthless as grass. Only with great power can you protect yourself and those you care about. This knife has been with me for many years, and I'm giving it to you."

"Teacher Mu..."

"Take it! Use it for self-defense or to kill enemies. You are my student, and I hope you can live longer," Mu Ailian said.

"Thank you, Teacher Mu." Yang Haocheng did not refuse again.

"Go home first! If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me," Mu Ailian said softly.

"Um!"

Yang Haocheng carried his suitcase and the wooden box, and walked out of the school.

The 21st base city is built like a large circular millstone, with eighteen defensive walls from the inside out, also known as the Eighteen Rings.

The inner ring area is the safest; the further out you go, the higher the danger level becomes.

Yang Haocheng's home is located within the 17th Ring Road.

Address: 17#10688.

This is a detached house with a courtyard, a two-story building.

When Yang Haocheng returned home, he neither saw his blind sister Yang Xinlan nor his younger brother Yang Haozhi, who was in elementary school.

The master bedroom is on the second floor.

This is my father's bedroom.

Yang Haocheng pushed open the door and saw a black junk box piled up next to the bed, with postage labels still attached to it.

"dad……"

Yang Haocheng's gaze fell on his father's photo on the wall.

Tears welled up at that moment.

Pain washed over him like waves of tide.

After a while.

Yang Haocheng wiped away his tears.

Although he is not yet an adult, he understands his current situation.

With his father killed in battle, his sister blind, and his younger brother still young, the burden of supporting the family would inevitably fall on his shoulders.

Crying and suffering... won't solve the problem.

He is afraid of death.

But now it takes courage.

He composed himself, opened the black storage box, and began sorting through his father's belongings.

Damaged battle robes, a blunt dagger, night vision goggles, a cylindrical laser pen, a paper notebook... many odds and ends, their market value is far less than their sentimental value.

This short knife...

The notch is obvious, and the rolled edge is clearly visible.

Yang Haocheng gently stroked it, his eyes momentarily glazed over. He could imagine the horrific scene of his father using this short knife to fight the enemy in close combat in order to raise his children...

"hiss……"

In his distraction, he cut his finger, and blood seeped out.

It hurts.

But this pain was nothing compared to the heartache he felt.

He tried to compose himself and continued sorting through his father's belongings.

"what?"

"What is this?"

Yang Haocheng took something out from the bottom corner of the junk box.

It is entirely black, resembling neither stone nor jade, nor any familiar metal material. It is only the size of a palm and looks like a model of a mountain.

only……

Why is it emitting a white light?

Yang Haocheng suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and the "mountain" model in his palm instantly transformed into a stream of light and entered his body.

"Beep beep..."

"Genetic sequence of a lower life form detected... Analysis... Sustainable evolution..."

"The 'Blessed Land' system is activated, and the first phase of the initial system is unlocked; 1 bound item."

"Host: Yang Haocheng, male, 17..."

Combat Strength: 5-star Warrior (5.4/6)

"Combat power increase: (0/1)"

Combat Skill: Unknown

As the mechanical voice echoed in his mind, Yang Haocheng was horrified to discover that he could "see" a mountain inside his body, and even "see" the interior of that mountain, which contained a circular cave space with a diameter of 99 meters and a height of 9.9 meters.

In the middle of the cave, there was a jade futon.

On the other side, a spring is emerging from the ground, and a drop of red liquid is suspended above it.

system?

What the hell is this?

Yang Haocheng was at a loss.

At this moment, the mechanical sound rang out again:

"Binding a Fellow Cultivator: (Host reminder: The stronger the talent of the bound partner, the faster the cultivation speed and the greater the amplification effect.) Please select a bound partner: Binding?"

Yang Haocheng was completely bewildered.

Find a binding object?

Who is it bound to?

Who has the greatest talent for cultivation?

Yang Haocheng recalled the new "Campus Power Ranking," and the person ranked first seemed to be named Mo Yan.

Try?

He thought for a moment, then murmured, "Bind Mo Yan."

"Ding: Binding failed."

"Reminder: In the initial stage of the system, you can only bind to objects that have had interaction with the host in the past, and their age must not exceed three years of the host's age."

Yang Haocheng was speechless.

The system's functionality wasn't demonstrated, but it had quite a few requirements.

Someone I once crossed paths with, the one with the best cultivation talent...

Lan Xinlin?

Her talent for cultivation is extraordinary, and her cultivation speed is extremely fast. She is not only the first in her class and the first in the whole school, but also one of the top three in the "Campus Combat Power Ranking" of the entire 21st Base City.

Tying her up should work, right?

Fellow practitioner?

Increase?

What's going on this time?

"Tie her up, Lan Xinlin," Yang Haocheng murmured.

"Congratulations, host, the binding was successful."

"Fellow practitioner host: Lan Xinlin, female, 17..."

Combat Strength: One-Star Combat Officer: (11.6/12)

"Increase provided: 0"

As Yang Haocheng listened to the mechanical sounds and "saw" the beautiful figure that had appeared out of thin air in the cave within his body, his eyes widened instantly, revealing an expression of disbelief.

He was confused.

Lan Xinlin was even more confused.

She was riding home in her family's electromagnetic flying car when she felt the space around her distort. How did she suddenly end up here?

cave?

A jade prayer cushion?

Was I hallucinating? Or was I being mentally attacked by a nightmare beast?

Lan Xinlin magically produced a golden dagger, held it horizontally in front of her chest, and warily scanned her surroundings, alert to any slight movement.

spring?

Is that suspended drop of red liquid... a spiritual liquid?

Lan Xinlin examined it carefully, but even though she had read through a lot of books and materials about rare and precious materials, she still couldn't identify what kind of spiritual liquid it was.

and many more……

The concentration of spiritual energy inside this cave was much higher than that outside.

She turned her head, her gaze returning to the jade prayer mat.

Could this be a place where some powerful expert once cultivated? A legendary blessed land?

only……

How did I end up here so inexplicably?

now.

Yang Haocheng stared wide-eyed... He could easily capture every move Lan Xinlin made in the cave space, even her micro-expressions.

she……

How were they brought in?

Did I really drag her into this just because of a single thought?

Judging from her frightened appearance and her cautious demeanor, she probably doesn't even realize it herself.

but……

She's inside me!

Yang Haocheng swallowed hard, suppressing the shock in his heart. A sentence suddenly popped into his mind: "Who says men can't have children? I have one inside me..."