Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Mudfish Street, Wang Family.

Wang Sheng told Wei Yu to come back to him after his injuries healed, and then went to his secluded cultivation room. Now was not the time for leisure; cultivation was the most important thing.

After sitting down cross-legged, Wang Sheng took off his iron armor and first checked his gains hidden inside: a cultivation manual, an iron plaque, and several ingots of gold.

This is what we could find; everything else was destroyed.

"The Lone Star Fist has flashy moves, but it's not as profound as the White Dragon Sword Technique. Let's put it aside for now."

"Unfortunately, there is no record of the secret method for making the right arm bigger."

Wang Sheng flipped through the cultivation methods but couldn't find any secret techniques, which was quite disappointing.

"This sign... what's with the mandarin ducks drawn on it? What is this?!"

Wang Sheng examined the iron plaque and found it strange. It didn't seem like a sect symbol, but rather a token of love.

However, Wang Sheng quickly threw all these things aside.

"The most important thing right now is cultivation. For me, fighting and killing are just a waste of time."

"If Yu Mu hadn't called me out, none of this trouble would have happened. I must seize this opportunity under the guise of healing to cultivate and become stronger as soon as possible."

Wang Sheng felt a pressing sense of crisis; the world had truly descended into chaos.

Today, under Zhao Jie's leadership, they were able to destroy the Lone Star Sect.

Tomorrow, they may encounter an ambush and counterattack from the enemy.

Once Zhao Jie dies, all his disciples will suffer.

For others, martial arts are something to be fought for.

But for Wang Sheng, the first requirement in martial arts is stability!

Several days passed quickly.

Because the gold forging technique progresses the fastest, Wang Sheng is currently focusing on the gold forging technique, while also studying the Great Stele-Smashing Hand and the White Dragon Sword Technique as secondary skills.

With the support of the Great Heaven-Mending Pill, the Gold Forging Technique progressed rapidly at a rate of about one hundred per day, and he soon reached the peak of the mid-stage of Dark Force, that is, the Great Completion (1945/3000). He was only half a day away from the late stage of Dark Force.

The progress of the Great Stone-Smashing Hand technique has slowed down considerably. The progress of the initial stage of Dark Force is halfway complete, and it has reached the Great Completion stage (589/3000).

Because the White Dragon Sword Technique is still at the Ming Jin stage, even though it is at a similar progress to the Great Stele-Smashing Hand, it seems to have made great progress. When it reaches the late stage of Ming Jin and is at the Lesser Completion stage (648/1000), it is not far from An Jin.

It was at this time that Luo Zhengwen came to Wang Sheng's door, bringing him good news.

The evil cult has been driven out.

The demonic sect members in Ershui City have almost disappeared without a trace, and even the martial arts masters who fled from Nanling Prefecture have become much fewer.

It's unclear whether these experts were driven away or killed by the locals who mistook them for members of a demonic cult.

In short, Ershui City not only returned to normal, but also, because many forces were severely damaged by the Demonic Sect in this great battle, they were unable to control the benefits they had gained, which led to other forces dividing up the spoils.

The Zhao Family Martial Academy is one of the forces that can sit on this table of division.

Therefore, Zhao Jie summoned all his disciples, determined to compete with other forces.

Wang Sheng cursed Zhao Jie inwardly for summoning everyone at the drop of a hat. He was only at the early stage of Ming Jin, so what use was he?

However, Zhao Jie was concerned about his image and loved the feeling of being surrounded by followers, so naturally, the more disciples he had, the better.

Wang Sheng had no choice but to leave seclusion and follow Luo Zhengwen to the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy.

Zhao Jie might not know how many disciples came, but he would certainly know who didn't.

Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy.

In the center of the courtyard, a group of senior disciples with internal strength gathered together, engaging in lively discussions.

Li Hu, Qi Tiansheng, and the others could only stand aside and await orders.

As soon as Wang Sheng and Luo Zhengwen entered the martial arts academy, Wei Yu, who was already tired of the gazes of these senior brothers with hidden strength, immediately strode towards Wang Sheng with his long legs.

Wei Yu was initially hesitant about submitting himself to Wang Sheng.

But this morning, when she saw that all the senior brothers with internal strength were middle-aged, ugly, and had three wives and four concubines, she understood how good Wang Sheng was.

He's handsome, strong, and incredibly fierce!

"Hello, Senior Sister Wei!"

Seeing that Wei Yu was about to be exposed, Wang Sheng immediately called out respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yu paused, her initial joyful expression vanishing as she blinked, and she nodded slightly, feigning aloofness, "You've arrived."

"Yes, Senior Sister Wei, is there any news?"

Luo Zhengwen asked.

Wei Yu hesitated for a moment and glanced at Wang Sheng.

However, Luo Zhengwen misunderstood this and thought that Wang Sheng could not listen.

"Junior brother, go wait for me over there."

Luo Zhengwen said.

"No, that's not it!"

Wei Yu quickly waved his hand and said in a low voice,

"Zhao Shi's son, Senior Brother Feipeng, was struck by the Demonic Sect's Transformation Force technique a couple of days ago."

hiss!

Luo Zhengwen's eyes widened, his expression one of extreme excitement.

Wang Sheng's expression also changed.

Zhao Feipeng received a palm strike from a master of internal energy. If it had been a full-force attack from a master of internal energy, he would have been crippled if not killed.

How can a cripple advance to the Transformation Realm?

Then Zhao Jie's Transformation Technique might need to be passed on to someone else!

"No wonder there are so many senior brothers with hidden strength today!"

Luo Zhengwen suddenly realized that the Transformation Technique had nothing to do with him, so he calmed down and said in a low voice.

As for those who have completed their training, unless Zhao Jie explicitly orders someone to come, they can generally refuse such a general summons by saying they have other matters to attend to.

"Hmm, I didn't see Li Hu. Qi Changsheng and the others, who are at the peak of the Ming Jin realm, are all crowding around, hoping to get ahead of the competition!"

Wei Yu said with a faint smile.

"Senior sister, why aren't you going?"

Luo Zhengwen was puzzled.

"roll!"

Wei Yu shouted sharply, which frightened Luo Zhengwen so much that he pulled Wang Sheng away.

"He can't leave, he has to stay. You get out!"

Wei Yu continued.

Luo Zhengwen's eyes widened. He looked at Wang Sheng, then at Wei Yu, until he saw that Wei Yu's face had turned red.

Luo Zhengwen looked like he'd seen a ghost. He couldn't believe that this aloof, long-legged senior sister had actually fallen for Wang Sheng.

Is my senior sister blind?

Being handsome can put food on the table!

For a moment, Luo Zhengwen felt both envious and jealous. He was worried that his brother wasn't doing well, and he was also worried that his brother was driving a Land Rover.

Luo Zhengwen didn't know about Land Rover, but he knew that Wei Yu, who was at the peak of the Ming Jin realm, with fair skin, beauty, and long legs, was definitely more awesome than any car!

Luo Zhengwen gave Wang Sheng a thumbs up, "Awesome! You're really awesome!"

Luo Zhengwen then left immediately, not wanting to disturb them any further.

Helpless, Wang Sheng could only walk aside with Wei Yu to have a detailed talk.

however,

Wu An suddenly stepped forward, blocking their path.

"Junior Brother Wang Sheng, I heard that you didn't achieve anything in this pursuit of the Demonic Sect and have been recuperating at home. Could it be that you're a coward and too afraid to kill?"

"Senior brother, I followed Master to fight the enemy this time and was given a lot of pills, and I am about to advance to the middle stage of Ming Jin. But I have always wanted to spar with junior brother, and I will not be able to make a move once I reach the middle stage of Ming Jin."

"Therefore, before my promotion, I would like to ask my junior brother for guidance. I wonder if you dare to accept the challenge!"

With a gentle smile on his face, dressed in a long robe, and with one hand behind his back, Wu An, with his handsome appearance, exuded a refined and scholarly air, earning the admiration of many of his fellow disciples.

He had initially disregarded Wang Sheng, but unexpectedly, Wang Sheng hooked up with Senior Sister Wei Yu, which in turn angered a senior brother with the Dark Force.

So Wu An had no choice but to step forward, stomp on his junior brother's foot hard, and slap him, in order to gain the approval of his senior brother with hidden strength.

Wang Sheng didn't look at Wu An, but turned his head to look at a senior brother with dark energy who was looking in their direction.

This senior brother with hidden strength mostly focused his gaze on Wei Yu, and when he occasionally glanced at Wang Sheng, his gaze carried a hint of coldness.

"Is it intuition?"

Upon being discovered, Senior Brother Yu Cheng of Dark Strength frowned slightly.

However, Yu Cheng didn't care. What right did a mere Ming Jin have to lay a finger on the woman he had his eye on?

So he smiled and pointed at Wang Sheng with his finger, his posture arrogant and his gaze threatening. Then he waved his hand slightly, meaning that he should get lost and stay away from Wei Yu.

"Each of them is so individualistic, aren't they afraid of dying?!"

Wang Sheng thought to himself, looking at Wu An in front of him, then at Yu Cheng not far away, and suddenly smiled.

He genuinely disliked killing, but they had no choice but to put their heads on knives and ask, "Do you dare to kill? Do you dare to kill? Do you dare?"