All Heavens: A Role-Playing System Starting from Tianlong

Zhang Cheng focused his mind and guided the heat, slowly circulating it along the meridian routes shown in the diagram, quickly completing the first cycle.

Then came the second one, the third one...

With undivided attention, he quickly practiced the energy cultivation methods for each of the thirty-six paintings.

As the vital energy circulates within the body, it grows stronger with each new meridian it passes through, and its flow becomes smoother.

When he opened his eyes again, all twelve regular meridians and eight extraordinary meridians, except for the Ren and Du meridians, were able to circulate the Northern Darkness Absorption Technique.

He let out a long sigh of relief and looked up, only then noticing that Mu Wanqing was standing quietly to the side, watching him.

Zhong Ling had disappeared somewhere with the glowing arrow, but fortunately, the main room where the jade statue was located had a luminous pearl on the ceiling, emitting a faint glow that was enough to see.

"Why don't you go for a walk?" Zhang Cheng stood up and stretched his limbs.

"I've turned around." Mu Wanqing took a few steps closer. "There's a bedroom over there, with a half-finished chess set up inside."

However, neither Zhong Ling nor I are experts in this field, so we couldn't understand it even if we looked at it.

Further inside was a stone cave inscribed with "Langhuan Paradise," several times larger than this one, but unfortunately it was all empty bookshelves.

Zhong Ling, finding it uninteresting, ran back to the stone chamber above to watch the fish.

Zhang Cheng was speechless. "Since you're not planning to wander around anymore, let's call Zhong Ling and go."

The two turned back and called back Zhong Ling, who was lying in front of the crystal teasing the fish.

The three of them climbed the stone steps behind the jade statue's chamber, ascending about three hundred steps, until they came to a cave entrance that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.

Emerging from the cave, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before me—

Below us was a steep riverbank, with a great river rushing past, its waters roaring.

Zhong Ling looked around, examined the surroundings for a moment, and said in surprise:

"It's the Lancang River! We've actually crossed the mountains, coming directly from the bottom of the Wuliang Mountains to here!"

The three of them used their skills to easily climb onto the riverbank.

Zhang Cheng put two fingers in his mouth, blew out a long whistle, and then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing.

Zhong Ling, startled by the whistle, turned around and saw his expression, then tugged at Mu Wanqing's sleeve:

"Sister Mu, what is he doing now?"

"It must be the martial arts techniques described on the silk scroll."

"With his martial arts skills, is it really necessary for him to be so diligent?" Zhong Ling muttered. "I think he's already quite skilled."

"Perhaps we were just ignorant in the past. Maybe, even with his current martial arts skills, he is still not considered the best in the entire martial arts world."

"What's the point of having such high-level martial arts skills?"

Zhong Ling curled her lip in disdain, "My kung fu is so-so, but I'm still doing just fine. I'm happy every day, eating and drinking, isn't that great?"

Mu Wanqing did not respond.

She knew that Zhong Ling had grown up in Wanjie Valley and was a lazy person who rarely interacted with outsiders, so he naturally didn't need to consider these things.

As the two were talking, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

Black Rose appeared on the riverside path, her four hooves flying, and she was right in front of us in the blink of an eye.

It affectionately rubbed its head against Zhang Cheng's arm and snorted.

Zhang Cheng opened his eyes upon hearing the sound, stood up, patted the horse's neck, and casually answered Zhong Ling's question:

"There are many talented people in this world. If you don't practice diligently, it will be too late when you run into a master of evil arts."

He paused, then said, "Alright, we need to find that Young Master Duan from the Martial Arts Hall. Are you going back to Ten Thousand Tribulations Valley, or are you coming with us?"

When Zhong Ling heard Zhang Cheng reveal his background, she didn't pay much attention, assuming that Mu Wanqing had told him.

"Of course I'll go with you! But..."

Her eyes darted around, she covered her bottom, and gave a pitiful look:

"My butt still hurts a little. Since you're so good at martial arts, how about this—Sister Mu will ride Black Rose and carry me, and you can use your lightness skill to chase after me?"

Zhang Cheng glanced at her. "No need. I can carry you."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Zhong Ling's belt, lifting her up like a kitten.

"Huh? Wait—!" Zhong Ling exclaimed in surprise, her feet leaving the ground as she thrashed about in mid-air.

"By the way, this thing is too conspicuous, I'll take it back first." Before he finished speaking, the glowing arrow that had been floating beside Zhong Ling suddenly disappeared.

"Give it back! That's mine!" Zhong Ling protested.

"I'm taking back what I borrowed from you." Zhang Cheng remained unmoved.

Zhang Cheng carried Zhong Ling in one hand and put his other arm around Mu Wanqing's waist, leading her to the horse.

"Let's go find the second brother."

Zhang Cheng's ability to gain buffs based on friendly units can be used in turn to track the location of friendly units.

In his perception, the light spot representing Yue Laosan remained in one place without moving.

Yue Laosan's loyalty is beyond question, so the only reason he stopped is that Duan Yu also stopped in the same place.

Although Duan Yu during this period was kind, sincere, loyal, and principled, with many good qualities, he was also an absolute "troublemaker" and a "lovesick and superficial person".

In addition, Yue Laosan is a brainless fool who is also quite capable. Heaven knows what kind of trouble these two can cause when they get together.

"Wait a minute. Who's the second brother?!" Before she could finish her sentence, Black Rose suddenly accelerated!

The wind whistled in my ears, and the scenery rushed past me.

Zhong Ling's voice was distorted into a scream: "Ahhh—put me down! I'm going to throw up!"

Zhang Cheng remained expressionless: "When we get there, I'll naturally put you down."

Zhong Ling turned her head with difficulty to look at Mu Wanqing behind her, trying to plead for help: "Sister Mu! Sister Mu, say something! Sister Mu!"

Mu Wanqing is a woman of deep feelings and true character. Now that she has established a relationship with Zhang Cheng, she naturally sides with him.

She pretended not to hear Zhong Ling's call, instead leaning down to whisper in Zhang Cheng's ear:

"Zhang Lang, has Black Rose improved even faster than before? Did you read the martial arts techniques on that scroll and your cultivation has advanced again?"

"Almost." Zhang Cheng wasn't lying—he had indeed reached the required progress for the upgrade because he found the scroll.

At this moment, Black Rose, on top of the original [Iron Cavalry Follows] mount enhancement, also enjoys the [Leaping Technique] "Speed ​​Increase for Flat Ground Charge".

All I can say is that cavalry, treating both the rider and the horse as a hero unit, is simply too overpowered.

The combined effects of the two independent speed boosts have given Black Rose a terrifying speed.

The riverside path rushed past beneath my feet, and the wind howled like thunder in my ears.

As Zhong Ling was held in someone's hand, she felt the scenery before her eyes blur into a mass of color, her stomach churned, and she almost vomited.

She dared not scream again, and could only close her eyes tightly, grit her teeth, and curse Zhang Cheng eight hundred times in her heart.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the three people and one horse had returned to the foot of Wuliang Mountain.

Zhang Cheng casually put Zhong Ling down.

As soon as Zhong Ling's feet touched the ground, she staggered two steps and began to retch while leaning against a tree trunk.

Zhang Cheng ignored her, dismounted, and helped Mu Wanqing down.

The three looked up at the mountain. Wuliang Mountain at this moment was completely different from what it had been a few hours earlier.

In the distance, wisps of bluish-gray poisonous smoke rose from various places in the mountains, faintly mixed with the sounds of clashing weapons and screams.

It's clearly a lively scene.