Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

"You mean... the Undying Worm back then experienced the life of a Battle God from the very beginning, possessing the Battle God's memories. Apart from the 'soul,' whose existence is unknown, the Undying Worm back then was entirely the Battle God's appearance, from its body to its memories?!"

“Yes…” P.S. sighed, “The God of War’s obsession lived on in that body, and the hardships along the way became the Undying Worm’s obsession as well. In the end, it and the God of War complemented each other. After the God of War died, the Undying Worm inherited his body, will, soul, obsession, memories, and…”

P.S. moved his lips, and finally uttered two words.

"dream!"

Chapter Six: The End is Approaching

Inheriting the dream of the God of War.

What is the God of War's dream?

Without a doubt, it is the revival of the human race.

"The Undying Worm eventually inherited the God of War's dream and completed everything that followed for him."

"Incredible," Hishimura Tan's voice murmured. "The Undying Insects are a race with an incredibly tenacious will to survive. The desire to live is etched into their DNA. Even when the God of War dies, when everything is nearly over, the remaining cleanup work will inevitably be extremely dangerous..."

"It can only be understood as the God of War's incredibly stubborn obsession."

P.S. sighed, "But theoretically, this obsession can only exist for one lifetime at most. After the host naturally reaches the end of their lifespan, the undead worm eggs will be released. Even if they are used again after that, the undead worm will not remember the previous host's memories. Only in extreme cases, when the potential within the memories erupts, can it glimpse a portion of the previous host's memories..."

Himura Tan's eyes narrowed down to something, and she said, "Judging from Feng Yunke's appearance, he possesses all of the Battle God's memories."

"It's because the God of War's obsession is too terrifying. Every time the Undying Worm encounters danger and needs its past memories to save it, the first thing it uses is the God of War's memories. And after those memories, the God of War's obsession will continue to dominate this new body... There is a record of this, called Awakening."

"Awakening?" Hisumura Tanzakura repeated in doubt.

"It's... other immortal insects only use their past memories briefly. But this immortal insect, once it uses the memories of the God of War, will awaken into the God of War. Although it won't overwrite all the memories from this time, the God of War's obsession will still overwhelm the original owner. Even if these are the memories of the God of War, it's still quite terrifying."

Himura Tanzakura turned around and glanced at Fengyunke sitting in the room, unsure of what he was thinking.

"The obsession of the God of War is a poison."

Himura Tanzakura sighed softly.

Pyth said in a low voice, "If it weren't for this kind of obsessive determination to live life to the fullest, how could one have fought one's way through in that era?"

"Yes.."

After a brief silence, P.S. spoke again.

"Then, as you can see, he is the immortal worm of this generation. He was originally a cherry blossom man. By chance, he received an immortal worm as a gift from a beautiful woman. Every time this immortal worm dies, the beautiful woman will come to retrieve it. After explaining the pros and cons, she will give it to someone who needs it."

Himura Tanzaku said, "It sounds like a promise too."

“Perhaps,” P.S. said. “Perhaps I should tell you about this Sakura Man’s original life?”

“No need,” Himura Tanzaku said. “Then, the second question: you, all of you, or rather, how many people actually know the truth about all of this?”

"As far as I know, there are ten in total: you, me, the girl you brought, four that I can't say, a beautiful woman, a courtesan named Yingman, and two others I just found out about."

"Is that so..." Hisumura Danzao paused, then smiled and said, "Then, the third question, who is the enemy this time, and what does he want to do? Do you know?"

"of course."

"So, what kind of help can you provide?"

"Unfortunately, unless the other side is stupid enough to find a deserted place to perform the ritual, in which case we can send them to their doom with a single apocalypse, we can probably only provide some logistical support."

—Using "doomsday" is obviously a joke; it's industry slang, actually referring to heavy firepower weapons. "Doomsday" wouldn't be used lightly. If it were truly to be used, and specifically against a single character, only the progenitor of demi-humans, the Passerby, would receive this treatment, and even then, it would have to be a permanent kill.

Piez's answer greatly displeased Himura Tan's Sakura, who repeated, "Only logistics support?"

“That’s right.” P.S. nodded and said, “Obviously, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to conduct a ritual in a deserted place. Otherwise, he would be overwhelmed by the flood of modern alchemical weapons. The location he would choose would inevitably be a city, and I don’t need to elaborate on the destructive power he could unleash in a city. If he comes to the Seven Luminaries, do you think we can just ignore everything and send in heavily armed troops, or simply launch an apocalyptic attack?”

"Obviously not."

"Yes... Secondly, he possesses extremely strong counter-surveillance capabilities, is proficient in disguise and hypnosis, can quickly create false identities, and has a wide range of methods, including shrinking, ventriloquism, and voice imitation, among other skills. Coupled with his strength, even the legendary Nephalem of the Seven Luminaries would have no chance of catching him."

"Yeah.."

"Furthermore, regarding his strength... Darius, Eddard, and even that unknown peerless master who was swiftly defeated in the Chaotic Province—these are all achievements of Ying Qin Pass. Compare them briefly, and what use do you think ordinary top-tier warriors would be besides increasing casualties?"

"If it's a plain, it might not be useless... but if it's a city, even a junior scholar might not be able to make much of a difference."

"As you said, of course, we also have another method that isn't really a method, which is to persuade him to retreat. After predicting where he will go, we can immediately deploy our forces and withdraw the people to show that we know your intentions. If the requirements of that ritual are really special, it might actually be able to stop him... As for how many difficulties there are, let's take the Seven Luminaries as an example again. Can you imagine the Seven Luminaries Emperor allowing heavily armed troops to enter the city and frantically clean up the land?"

"It would be more like a passerby..."

"Besides, the location required for the ceremony is fixed, which is too unlikely. At present, we can only hope that the location required for the ceremony is a deserted wilderness or even the sea, which would make everything much simpler."

"What if the ceremony doesn't have any specific location requirements, and he can hold the ceremony in any bustling city? Even persuasion won't work then."

P.S. joked, "Then we can only leave it to fate."

Himura Tanzaku said, "I really want to laugh to match your smile, but it's not funny at all."

"There's very little we can do to help with this. If someone like him doesn't expose himself, there's practically no solution. Besides, there's even worse news: Feng Yunke's body is nearing the end of its lifespan. He'll die soon, and then Hongyan will come to take away the Undying Worm. We haven't established any effective contact with Hongyan. In other words, trying to persuade him to give up won't work, because we must resolve this before Feng Yunke dies, otherwise we'll have even less of a chance later."

After a long silence, Himura Tanzaku said, "I hope you haven't brought only bad news."

“There are also two pieces of good news,” P.S. said. “We’ve been trying to contact Wang Qiushui, and we’ve received a preliminary response. Secondly…”

He turned around and looked at the room. Hishimura Tan's gaze followed his. The door to the room was pushed open, and Ying Qin Guan, carrying a sword box on his back, walked in calmly and greeted Feng Yun Ke.

Piece then added the second half of the sentence.

"At least in terms of direct military force, we have an overwhelming advantage."

Chapter Seven: Never Left

(PS owes 44)

"Oh dear, this is really bad luck. There's a traitor in your organization. How did someone find out the location of something like this?"

After the hooded man took away the Red Emperor's remains, Ji Qiuming lay on the ground for a long time before he could barely recover. He immediately reported the matter, and soon someone from above was sent to conduct an on-site investigation, hoping to find some clues.

But this person who came... is very unusual.

A head of messy green hair—this green hair, like the deathly Barbie pink lipstick, is not something an ordinary person can pull off. Yu Xietian is a positive example, with green hair and a gold belt, making him far more fashionable than Ying Qin Guan. But this person in front of us is a negative example. His messy green hair, pale face, ill-fitting suit, and wide-open mouth make him more bizarre than ugly.

Standing before him was You Jing, a cadre of the remnants of the Black Dragon Party, while Ji Qiuming was recuperating from his injuries.

"Tell His Majesty, I will definitely find the traitor." Youjing's face was ruthless. He had only been at this stronghold for a short time, and he hadn't expected such a mistake to happen. His first suspect was naturally Ji Qiuming. He had just arrived and this mess had immediately occurred. The other party had killed him instantly but hadn't taken his life. It was simply outrageous. But it was precisely because it was so outrageous that Youjing felt it was unlikely to be Ji Qiuming.

As for the strange man in front of him, Youjing didn't want to say much. The remnants of the Black Dragon Party believed in "less looking, less asking, less talking, and more doing"—anything not ordered from above was considered unimportant.

"Ah..." This green-haired man, naturally the clown, revealed a sinister smile and said, "There's no rush, is there? I see your old injuries haven't healed yet, so you shouldn't worry about it."

Because... the traitor is your very emperor!

The clown looked relaxed and said, "Where's that injured member? Let me see him. We should at least check on them."

"Come with me," said the elf, leading the clown to a small courtyard where Ji Qiuming was recuperating.

Youjing walked into the room, pushed open the door, and said, "The person who made the move was very powerful. He killed him in one move. I checked his meridians and there were some residual internal energy inside. It was quite pure, but I couldn't tell what kind of move it was."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door and went inside first.

"I can't see through your cultivation level. Are you also a martial artist? If so, why don't you take a look? Maybe you can find some clues."

The ghost entered the room, reached Ji Qiuming's side, and briefly checked his pulse to confirm that Ji Qiuming was alright. However, no footsteps sounded beside him, meaning the green-haired man in the suit hadn't come over yet.

Youxin felt strange and turned her head to look, only to find that the strangely dressed man had his eyes wide open, covering his mouth in an exaggerated gesture, with an uncontrollable crazy smile on his face.

"Hmph...hmph hmph...hmph hmph hahahahahahaha...ha ...

A burst of inexplicable, shrill, and maniacal laughter erupted, only stopping after a long while.

The clown, laughing so hard he could barely breathe, looked on with a comical expression and remarked:

"Time will surely help you overcome everything... What a strong sense of revenge."

-

Legendary figures are more likely to be accepted.

Without any evidence, Ji Fenming directly linked Ying Qin Guan's fighting prowess to the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin. Darius and Ed, on the other hand, were instantly killed, yet they almost never considered the nameless swordsman of Southern Qin. This was because they were not legends themselves, and they couldn't imagine a legend appearing beside them, let alone actually fighting them.

Ying Qin Guan and Feng Yun Ke were both legendary figures, so they quickly accepted each other's identities.

"I really didn't know that," Ying Qin Guan said. "You're actually the God of War."

"To be precise, I am merely an immortal worm," Feng Yunke replied in a low voice. "The memories and obsessions of the God of War are both a curse and a blessing. He gives me a direction to move forward, never stopping."

“Is that so…” Ying Qin Guan sat on the sofa. Outside, Hishimura Tan Sakura was still chatting with P.E. He thought for a moment and asked, “I heard that your time is coming to an end.”

“There are various time limitations after using the Undying Worm,” Feng Yunke said calmly. “First, there is the Undying Worm virus, which will gradually invade the Undying Worm host. Second, there is the lifespan. Every time the Undying Worm’s ability is used to heal injuries, a portion of the lifespan will be consumed. When the host’s lifespan is exhausted, regardless of whether the Undying Worm virus has fully broken out, everything will end. This time, the host used the Undying Worm’s ability many times in order to change some things. When I took over this body, he only had a few years left to live.”

"Is that so..." Ying Qin Guan then found another topic that interested him and continued to ask, "So, what was your state before you awakened the memories of the God of War?"

"Just like ordinary immortal insects, they try to survive."

"...It feels so strange."

"Strange?" Feng Yunke looked at Ying Qin Guan with a calm expression. "What makes you say that?"

"Well..." Ying Qin Guan organized his thoughts, "When the Undying Worm encounters danger, it searches the memories of its past hosts, looking for the parts that can help it overcome the danger. Because the God of War is relatively strong and has faced various extreme situations, it has a wealth of experience. Basically, it searches for the God of War's memories. So, to put it another way, when it encounters danger, it searches for the God of War's memories, and by finding the God of War's memories, it becomes the God of War..."

Feng Yunke's lips moved slightly, but he ultimately did not interrupt Ying Qin Guan.

"To paraphrase Mu Nandong and the others, if we establish some kind of coordinate axis or function to separate the lives of ordinary immortal worms from those of fighting gods, and calculate their frequency and number of occurrences, then the peak period for the appearance of fighting gods must be during dangerous times. It's because encountering dangers in battle that triggers the memories of fighting gods... So if we establish some kind of function, it will definitely look like that."

"In dangerous times, the memories of the God of War frequently resurface, allowing him to live another life in the body of a host. However, due to the frequent use of his abilities, he usually doesn't live for long. In peaceful times, the memories of the God of War have never been triggered. So the Undying Worm follows its instincts and continues to live. Don't you find this feeling quite strange?"

"It's like, how should I put it, the God of War, though dead, is still silently watching over this world. If the world is at peace, he remains in slumber; if the world falls into peril, he returns from hell..."

"It seems like they never left."

Chapter Eight: Back to Cherry Blossoms

"Perhaps his wish is that one day he won't have to appear," Feng Yunke said, even though he had inherited everything from the God of War. Yet, during their conversation, he still kept himself very separate from the God of War.

"He will always return, because the struggle will never end."

These words were not spoken by Ying Qin Guan. The two looked towards the door, and Shen Jiu pushed open the door and walked in. The words just now were indeed spoken by her.

She closed her eyes and said softly, "Good afternoon, both of you."

Every time Ying Qin Guan saw Shen 9, he felt incredulous. She looked so much like Shen Xin, like sisters, yet their personalities were so different.