Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 147 - 120 Rest

Chapter 147: Chapter 120 Rest

Wu Xiaode gazed at the "Thousand Hands" ability and nearly forgot to breathe.

Indeed, this ability surpassed his imagination.

A thousand hands meant having the equivalent of a thousand versions of himself fighting at the same time.

This was totally like fighting a group battle!

No, that’s not right.

This was even more ruthless than a group of people beating up one during a fight.

It was 1000VS1, continuously attacking for ten seconds.

Incorporating the Holy Origin Seed had led to such a terrifying change, truly unexpected.

The Power of the Holy Series...

So impressive.

Hopefully, I can get my hands on more stuff like this in the future.

The only thing to be careful of is that using this move will drain the Soul Power completely.

Wu Xiaode rubbed his temples, exhausted.

Facing the One-eyed Giant repeatedly, being killed by it several times, then matching wits and courage, and even having to earn its recognition—

Whether it was mental or physical, he had indeed reached his limit.

However, the rewards were substantial.

Even though he couldn’t use the mirror world in the short term, he had Advanced two abilities in a row—

"Fog Hider" and "Thousand Hands".

One could transform into fog, and the other could both defend and attack.

With such gains, who could say they weren’t satisfied?

Wu Xiaode lay on the ground, content and didn’t want to move a muscle.

There were four more days.

—The more he contended with the One-eyed Giant, the clearer it became how unfathomable it was.

Only just now had he learned that it could strike back.

It must have many more ace techniques hidden away.

But he had to find a way to survive.

Ding-a-ling—a-ling—

The phone suddenly rang.

"Jun Yu?" Wu Xiaode answered the call.

"How’s it going on your end?" Zhao Junyu asked.

"Almost done," Wu Xiaode said.

His whole body ached.

So did his head.

He had to rest for a bit, to prepare for the fourth night.

—He couldn’t enter the mirror world to continue leveling up the skills from the One-eyed Giant for a little while.

"Good, I’m actually already here because I have something for you," said Zhao Junyu.

"You’re here?" Wu Xiaode asked in surprise.

"Yeah, I’m waiting for you at the restaurant—do you want to eat something?" Zhao Junyu asked.

"Anything is fine, the more the better. I’ll be right there," Wu Xiaode said.

He hung up the phone, propped himself up with his hands, and, relying on his body’s strength, pushed open the door and staggered toward the restaurant.

In the restaurant.

Zhao Junyu was hunched over a bowl of noodles, deeply absorbed in eating.

"Why have you come at this hour?" Wu Xiaode asked in surprise.

It was already past two in the morning, approaching three.

If it weren’t for the pressing time, Wu Xiaode himself would not be willing to stay up late.

Back when he trained in Sanda at the city sports school, the coach stressed that one should not stay up late or indulge in desires.

Staying up all night was a week’s practice wasted.

Indulgence was even simpler; it would weaken the legs.

With weak legs, how could anyone fight?

Wu Xiaode knew a guy who played soccer; he did it five times in one night and then just stood on the field the next day.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to move, he literally couldn’t.

Wu Xiaode sighed, gathered his thoughts, and sat down next to Zhao Junyu.

"Ordered a bowl of noodles for you, coming right up," Zhao Junyu said indistinctly while slurping noodles.

"I’m hungry too," Wu Xiaode said.

Before long.

A staff member brought over the noodles.

Wu Xiaode grabbed the bowl, tilted his head back, and tipped it into his mouth—the bowl was empty in no time.

"Are you the reincarnation of an Evil Ghost or what!"

Zhao Junyu’s eyes nearly popped out.

All he saw was Wu Xiaode swirling the chopsticks in the bowl, opening his mouth wide, and shoving the contents inside—the noodles just disappeared.

"You don’t know what I’ve been through; it’s been so hard. What’s one bowl of noodles?"

Wu Xiaode turned to the staff member and said:

"Excuse me, bring ten more bowls, with extra beef, some marinated eggs, lotus root, and a few cans of ice-cold cola."

"Alright, please wait, coming right up."

The staff member hurried off.

"How’s my sister? Did you see her in the Otherworld?" Zhao Junyu asked.

"I saw her," Wu Xiaode said.

"Where is she? Why didn’t you fight together? It’s good to have each other’s backs," Zhao Junyu expressed his concern.

"She’s safe, copying documents in the Royal Palace. I had to leave to fight the Holy Sect, don’t worry," Wu Xiaode explained.

"That’s good, you have no idea how worried my father the emperor has been about her," Wu Xiaode said.

"No need to worry, the Royal Palace is very safe, and besides, she has so many talismans and a White Crane spirit by her side, there won’t be an issue," Wu Xiaode reassured with a wave of his hand.

Zhao Junyu thought about it and felt relieved, continuing to eat his noodles with peace of mind.

After a short while.

Another bowl of noodles was served.

Scallions were sprinkled on top of the noodles, with braised beef, braised lotus root, and finely minced meat sauce underneath. A simple toss, and the fragrance wafted out.

Wu Xiaode first picked out the braised egg, took a bite, then lifted the bowl and shoveled the noodles into his mouth, chewing and swallowing in quick succession.

He finished the bowl of noodles in no time.

Zhao Junyu watched with amusement and chuckled, "Only today did I understand what a ’food trough’ really is."

"Cut the crap, I’m practically exhausted," Wu Xiaode glared at him and said, "I need to replenish quickly and recover my Soul Power."

Replenish Soul Power?

Zhao Junyu slapped his forehead and apologized, "Look at my memory, here, this is what my sister left for you."

He fished a talisman out of his pocket and handed it to Wu Xiaode.

As soon as Wu Xiaode caught the talisman, the Book of the Dead immediately fell down in front of him and opened:

"You have obtained a Life Nourishing Talisman."

"Using this talisman can help eliminate fatigue from the body and speed up the recovery of Soul Power."

"— A one-time-use talisman that does not require a Taoist to cast the spell personally."

"Usage: Slap it onto your body."

Wu Xiaode was overjoyed, but he didn’t show it outwardly, only asking:

"I’ve never seen this talisman before, how is it used?"

"Just stick it on your body," Zhao Junyu shrugged and said, "My sister said if you came back in bad shape, you should use this talisman for recovery."

— The Team Leader really has a meticulous concern for the team members!

Wu Xiaode secretly praised and slapped the talisman onto himself.

A spirit light shone from the talisman, continuously entering into Wu Xiaode’s body.

Wu Xiaode immediately felt a warm current in his body, circulating through his meridians without stopping.

With each circulation of this warm current, his body seemed to be nourished in some way, feeling very comfortable.

Another bowl of noodles was served.

This time, he ate a bit more slowly.

"With something this good, why didn’t you take it out earlier?" he complained.

"My sister said if you looked none the worse for wear, even smug and nonchalant, then it meant you were fine and didn’t need such a precious talisman," Zhao Junyu said.

He added, "This talisman can be used by anyone and doesn’t need my sister to cast a spell to work, so it’s especially valuable. My sister spent a full half hour drawing this talisman!"

Wu Xiaode sighed and said, "That being the case, it is indeed valuable."

Zhao Junyu said, "Just now, you looked like an Evil Ghost, I figured your situation wasn’t great, and it was necessary to use this."

Wu Xiaode nodded and looked toward the Book of the Dead.

He saw two lines of ice crystal small characters emerge:

"Thanks to the power of the talisman, your Soul Power and physical strength have begun recovering rapidly."

"Please continue to rest and eat."

Wu Xiaode rubbed his stomach, finding himself not feeling full at all.

After becoming a professional, not only had his physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people, his capacity for eating also seemed to have grown stronger.

Then, more noodles were served, followed by dish after dish of hot food.

"I’m not being polite anymore," Wu Xiaode said.

"Eat up, you’ve taken down members of the Holy Sect, treating yourself to a good meal is only right," Zhao Junyu smiled and remarked.

Half an hour.

An hour.

An hour and a half.

Zhao Junyu stood up, his face expressionless, and said, "Continue eating, I’m going to sleep."

"Go ahead, I’ll eat a bit more and I’ll be full," Wu Xiaode said while nibbling on a steak as if snacking on it.

"I guess I’m not very good company, see you tomorrow."

Zhao Junyu shook his head, yawned, and left the dining room with his hands behind his back.

Wu Xiaode took a moment to feel his body.

The stinging sensation had disappeared, and vitality was returning to his body.

His Soul Power had also returned to 9 points.

This talisman was indeed precious!

So—

Continue to grind skills?

Or accumulate more Soul Power first?

Wu Xiaode laid down his chopsticks, somewhat hesitant in his heart.

Suddenly.

The telephone rang again.

It was Xia Huilan’s call.

"Sister Lan, are you alright?" Wu Xiaode picked up the phone, asking with concern.

Xia Huilan’s voice came through the receiver: "I’m fine, the Empire is protecting me, there won’t be any trouble—are you back from the Otherworld?"

"Yeah, I’m back," Wu Xiaode said.

"Come to the Royal Science Academy to find me immediately," Xia Huilan instructed.

Wu Xiaode looked at the big cake just served, hesitatingly said:

"Now? I’m afraid I can’t..."

"Hmm? Why do I feel it would be best for you to come back here?" Xia Huilan’s tone drew out slowly.

Wu Xiaode rubbed his head, feeling compelled to agree: "Alright, I’m on my way."

Xia Huilan rarely spoke to him in that tone.

Only when he had done something particularly messy at school would she use that semi-angry, semi-pleading tone with him.

Every time that happened, he would give in without resistance.

Because—

The sight of her being angry was just too endearing—it made him want to kiss her.

And each time she had a reason to be angry.

"Share your location with me, Xia Ni will come to pick you up shortly," Xia Huilan said.

"Got it," Wu Xiaode responded obediently.

On the other side.

The Palace.

The Emperor stood in front of a screen, gazing at the woman on it who seemed like an Immortal.

The woman remained motionless while blood-colored small characters appeared in the Void next to her:

"Coming to an end."

The Emperor’s expression changed several times as he murmured, "No, someone must be sent to save Bing Er immediately."