Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Unlike humans, alien races cannot be made gods by a single person. Or, to put it more broadly, in the Time-Space Kill card pool, as long as you have real skills, it doesn't matter if you have committed some crimes.

But the alien races are different. They are enemies of humanity and mostly appear in event areas. Yet, two alien races have managed to become gods in the normal card pool... Kui is one thing, he's truly amazing, and so far he seems to get along relatively well with humans. So they were made gods, but who exactly is this beauty?

"Eh, Mr. Ying doesn't even know this?" Zhao Yunxian asked, puzzled.

Ying Qin Guan immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Oh no, he hadn't thought before he spoke!

Before he could figure out how to make amends, Zhao Yunxian spoke up again.

"This is also a rather legendary ancestral alien race... According to the Legend of the God of War, she signed a contract with the God of War, promising to help humanity survive in this world. She also contributed to the killing of the Earth Mother Goddess. Moreover, she is one of the few ancestral alien races that did not create other races... Unfortunately, humanity did not establish an effective connection with her. After the God of War pacified the world, she disappeared."

Zhao Yunxian paused for a moment, then said, "Later, there were rumors that Hongyan disguised herself as a human, traveled the continent, and experienced life. But these are just folk tales, so take them with a grain of salt. There are also rumors that I am Feng Ruo."

—As the founder of the "Actually I am the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin and I am not dead yet, give me money" school and the most popular author of this school, Zhao Yunxian's works are deeply rooted in people's hearts. When people talk about the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin, they will think of Ji Li, who is elegant and eloquent, as described by Zhao Yunxian.

However, because of Zhao Yunxian's disappointingly slow update speed, she was nicknamed "clumsy." Then, in her latest book, Feng Ruo lost an arm. Now, readers were exclaiming, "It all fits! It all fits!" and deduced that Feng Ruo's slow update speed was due to his missing arm. Therefore, they concluded that Feng Ruo was Zhao Yunxian, and Zhao Yunxian was Feng Ruo.

—In response, the person in charge stated that Ji Li's account was correct, based on what Yun Xian wrote.

What secondary setting?! I admit it, it's the original setting!

“That kind of thing is definitely unreliable.” Jiu Yi shrugged, rubbing his hands together eagerly. “Alright, let’s get started! I can’t wait to torture you guys!”

Chapter Sixty-Six: Sea of ​​Fire

The sky was ablaze with fire, turning half of it crimson.

The entire city was ablaze, flames engulfing everything. Houses crackled and screamed under the flames, accompanied by the cries and wails of women and children, and sporadic gunshots.

When I woke up this morning, everything seemed normal. But the moment the cannons roared... my whole life crumbled.

Humans eventually discovered the city.

Ji Fenming had never left this city, nor had he ever seen any humans. But legend had it that they lived in every corner outside this city, possessing divine cannons and arrows, invincible and capable of destroying everything. Ji Fenming had always taken this as a myth.

Until today.

In just a few minutes, it felt like the whole world was about to be destroyed. Oval-shaped objects fell from the sky, or there was a loud bang, and then everything around exploded.

Ji Fenming's house was also affected; the fire spread and devoured everything, so naturally it couldn't spare his house.

He heard two pitiful cries.

It belongs to his parents.

My father and mother... they were trapped under the collapsed house. My mother had recently given birth and was weak. After my father brought her out, he ran back in to rescue her. But then the house collapsed, and they were both buried underneath.

Ji Fenming was overwhelmed by the scene before him, losing all ability to think. He wanted to move forward and rescue his parents from the inferno. But he couldn't move forward; he couldn't overcome his biological instincts, his body trembling at the terrifying heat.

So all he could do was watch, just watch.

This became a lifelong nightmare for him, waking him up in terror on countless nights to come... He would rather be burned to death than just watch.

"Get moving! Burn the Bright!"

A sudden roar rang in Ji Fenming's ears. He looked up and saw his elder brother, Ji Chaoge.

"If you don't want to die, get moving!"

Ji Chaoge was dressed in black, with a cold and stern expression. Although he was only three years older than Ji Fenming, he appeared to be thirty years older. Many years later, Ji Fenming could not believe that his elder brother was only a twelve-year-old boy at that time.

"Big brother..." Ji Fenming wept uncontrollably, a hint of crimson appearing in his pupils, "Father, Mother, they're still down there..."

“I know.” Ji Chaoge’s expression was cold and stern, not even bothering to glance at them. “But we have no choice, they’re doomed… Come with me! The humans have broken in, this city has fallen!”

Faced with his biological parents, whose condition was unknown and who might be being burned alive, Ji Chaoge showed such indifference that he didn't even bother to glance at them... Was this indifference or extreme rationality?

Whether it's indifference or rationality, it's clear that this is something Ji Fenming cannot accept.

"Wait..." Ji Fenming exclaimed, "Big brother... Mom and Dad aren't dead! We might be able to save them, if we can just move these things away..."

"I told you!" Ji Chaoge said coldly, "They're dead. Now, immediately, run with me! Otherwise, we'll die too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chaoge didn't give Ji Fenming any chance to speak. He maintained his standard long-distance running posture, keeping his head and shoulders steady, and started running.

He stared straight ahead, his gaze unwavering and resolute, as if he had already decided on his destination. He took his first step without the slightest hesitation, leaving his parents and younger brother in the inferno.

Ji Fenming ultimately did not follow, and Ji Chaoge, as expected, did not wait for him either.

Ji Chaoge doesn't wait for anyone, she never does.

-

Ji Fenming opened his eyes, and the familiar ceiling came into view.

More than 20 years have passed, and he still has this dream.

Every time he had this dream, he felt an overwhelming sense of hatred.

He hated the humans who started the war, and he hated his older brother who abandoned his parents and himself. Of course, what he hated most was himself, standing there blankly.

Why do nothing?

Even though I can't do anything, at least I can die.

If I were dead, perhaps I wouldn't have so much trouble and pain?

Ji Fenming exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Or perhaps... my mission is to guide you back, little brother."

Ji Fenming got out of bed and walked to the French windows, gazing at the bustling traffic below.

At that young age, he didn't understand why his father wanted to send his newborn brother away, especially to the human world... But later he understood.

Many things will become clear naturally.

Humans want to destroy the Rebellious Demons, and the Rebellious Demons naturally want to destroy humanity as well.

Every year, some babies are selected and sent to human society by various means. These babies are the chosen ones. They don't even know that they are rebellious demons, but they are tasked with overthrowing human society.

Now that things have come to this, Ji Fenming finds it all ridiculous.

Humans fear other races because of the existence of ancestral alien races.

However, the alien races also feared the progenitor alien races, because none of them wanted to be controlled.

However, in order to prevent being persecuted by humans, the alien races had to try every means to turn humans into aliens, so that they could be controlled by the ancestral alien race whose existence was unknown.

The alien race was caught between the ancestral alien race and humans, unable to live or die, and they themselves did not know what they should do to survive in this world.

Ji Fenming didn't know either; he couldn't see the future, which was a completely unknown chaos to him. So all he could do was... do what he wanted to do, even though he didn't know whether he should or shouldn't do it.

For example, bring back Ju Qiuming... or rather, Ji Qiuming.

After reaching adulthood, Ji Fenming returned to his hometown and found some old acquaintances. Through various means, he finally obtained a fragmented list that recorded some of the rebellious ghosts who had been sent to the human world, including his younger brother, Ji Qiuming.

He dared not approach Ju Qiuming. Although humanity currently lacked particularly effective search methods, the Seven Luminaries City was a top-tier metropolis with extensive defenses against alien races, hidden in every imaginable and unimaginable corner... However, he later inquired through intermediaries and learned that Ju Qiuming was having a difficult time at the orphanage. So, he tried every means to send him money... This was truly a foolish move. At that time, he was only a teenager, lacking common sense, and feeling sorry for his younger brother, he did it. Looking back now, it seems incredibly stupid, but he had already made the move, and there was no way to change it.

Fortunately, or perhaps tragically, Ji Qiuming is the most rebellious of all ghosts; he may truly be able to remain in human society for his entire life. Ji Fenming will go see him one last time. If, this time, Ji Qiuming is unwilling to go with him, then letting him live out his life like this is also a good thing.

If there truly is a great mission to revive a foreign race, it is beyond the capabilities of myself and my younger brother. If my elder brother were still alive, he might be interested in this... But we haven't heard from him in all these years, so he must be dead.

Ji Fenming stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bustling traffic below, and muttering the intelligence sent by his informant.

"Polia..."

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Although human creation is free

"This is... Polya."

"The environment is really harsh, the temperature..."

As the four people from the Seven Luminaries Imperial Academy disembarked from the plane, a howling, biting wind blew in their faces, like ice blades scraping their bones, seeping through the gaps in their clothes and into every corner of their bodies, like an all-pervasive loach.

Fu Feihan gasped, the howling barks sounding like the whispers of a demon. Even activating his cultivation technique couldn't dispel the biting chill. He didn't try to endure it any longer and immediately said:

"Wait a minute, everyone... I'm going to put on another layer of clothing."

Mu Nandong, who was already bundled up tightly, calmly said, "I already reminded you on the plane."

Ju Qiuming, who was wearing gloves, earmuffs, a scarf, a cotton-padded coat, and cotton-padded trousers, nodded in agreement.

"Yes, yes." The gray-haired man, who considered himself a high-level martial artist and therefore wasn't wearing many clothes, opened his suitcase while shivering. "Little Fu, you'll regret not listening to your elders. But the best time to put on clothes is before you get off the plane, and the second best time is now... Wow, are the Polynesians so resistant to the cold?"

"The Polya people have lived here for generations. Those who are not good at resisting the cold simply cannot leave offspring. Generation after generation, they naturally become very resistant to the cold. But even so, they still have to rely on strong liquor, and the consumption of strong liquor here is very high. But in terms of liquor GDP, it is not much, because this is a poor place. Even when drinking, they can only choose cheap liquor."

Mu Nandong gave a brief explanation, then said, "Let's go, the school has already booked a hotel for us."

"Damn it..." the gray-haired man muttered, "There's even a hotel in a place like this? Would any normal person choose to come to a place like this?"

“You’re right,” Mu Nandong said calmly. “So that hotel is state-owned.”

"Okay...okay."

The group checked into the hotel carrying their bags and felt alive again the moment the heating was turned on.

Martial artists are indeed much more resistant to cold than ordinary people. However, maintaining their cultivation methods for extended periods is extremely strenuous, much like living with all your muscles tense. It's manageable during combat, but in daily life... it's truly unbearable.

Mu Nandong spread the map on the table and circled it a few times. "Here, here, and here... Tomorrow we'll go to these three places first. If we're lucky, we can find them in a day. If we're unlucky, it might take four or five days. We're tired from the journey today, so let's stop here for now. If you don't have enough clothes, you can go to the street to buy some warm clothing. Tomorrow, no, every day after that will be tough."

-

For some reason, Ahe has been taking over the boss's job at the board game arcade for the past few days. Compared to her other jobs, this one is rather boring, and it's not a good choice for someone as energetic as her. The only saving grace is that the boss left his cat behind, so Ahe can pet the cat to relieve her loneliness when she's bored.

The kitten didn't resist and accepted everything that came its way.

Good-tempered (×)

Everyone can be the master (?)

For the next 180 seconds, he remained squatting outside the board game arcade, silently gazing at the owner's cat. He would occasionally turn away to snatch some food from passing students, then return to squat there again.

—If it weren't getting fatter every day, Ying Qin Guan would feel sorry for this orange pig.

Ahe was petting the cat when she suddenly heard the door of the board game arcade being pushed open. The extremely dedicated Ahe immediately shouted, "Welcome... Hey, it's you."

The newcomer was a black-haired girl, about 1.6 meters tall, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, with a calm expression.

Clearly, she, like Ah He, was an employee working for the boss.

"The boss asked me to pass on a message to you," the black-haired girl said calmly.

Ah He's spirits lifted, as if she were listening to a royal decree.