High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery
Chapter 271 - 270: Am I Not Dreaming? (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 271: Chapter 270: Am I Not Dreaming? (Please Subscribe)

Ling Shiyao finished speaking, his face wearing a forced smile as he looked into the other person’s eyes.

He felt this was the best way to deal with the current situation,

otherwise, Du Hao would surely be displeased.

Who knew that after hearing this, Du Hao’s eyes flashed with a hint of mockery,

"Oh? You think you can?"

Ling Shiyao’s face darkened instantly,

"I forgot to mention, this man is a True Essence Realm Martial Artist, how about I agree to your previous terms and give you one week to bring him back?"

Du Hao asked.

"Tr-True Essence Realm..."

Ling Shiyao’s face twisted into an unsightly expression on hearing this.

He had bragged too big.

He was only in the Late Stage of Meridian Refining, though just one step away from True Essence Realm,

yet so many Late-stage Meridian Refining Martial Artists were stuck at this step.

But he gritted his teeth and hardened his heart, saying:

"Although I am not a True Essence Realm Martial Artist, if he has offended you, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will make him pay!"

"Haha."

Du Hao laughed disdainfully twice, feeling smug despite himself.

"Alright, his strength isn’t as simple as you think. If you encounter him, you won’t even get a chance to touch him, you would simply be throwing away your life."

"Is he really that strong?"

Ling Shiyao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I’ll ask you again, do you have any impression of this man?"

Ling Shiyao looked seriously again and shook his head, "Sir, in our Jiangnan Sub-district Martial Arts Association, including the president, there are only a few True Essence Realm Martial Artists. Even if I haven’t met them personally, I’ve seen their photos, and none of them are this person. Moreover, among the True Essence Realm Martial Artists in Jiulong City, there is no one like him."

"Nonsense."

Du Hao said irritably.

He knows the True Essence Realm Martial Artists in the city, he would know if this person was among them.

"Sir, could he be from another sub-district’s Martial Arts Association, or under another Awakener’s command?"

Ling Shiyao asked.

"Hmm."

Du Hao nodded, "That is quite possible. Didn’t you mention before that you wanted to bring this person to me?"

Ling Shiyao paled and stammered.

"Look at you. You don’t need to bring him to me, just find out who he is and where he is. I’ll give you one day, the latest by tomorrow night, give me the answer."

"T-Tomorrow night?"

Ling Shiyao was shocked.

Isn’t this too tight?

True Essence Realm Martial Artists are few in number but strong in power. Investigating their information is not an easy task.

"Sir, could you give a bit more time, three days, no, even two days?"

He pleaded.

"What, even this small task you can’t accomplish?"

Du Hao sneered, his eyes like knives, falling on him.

"One day, I only give you one day. If you can’t find out by then, prepare to pack up and leave! Understood? Then get lost!"

"Yes, yes."

Ling Shiyao didn’t dare say more and slunk out.

Halfway through, he remembered something, ran back to take a photo of the portrait with his cellphone, then shuffled away.

"Useless!"

Du Hao was furious.

Thinking about it, putting all his hope on this guy was unreliable, he needed to find more people.

As for why the tight deadline,

because the day after tomorrow is when the Celestial God Fruit matures,

though the person hadn’t explicitly mentioned the location of the Celestial God Tree, based on their words, it’s likely somewhere behind the mountains of Anshan City,

likely not too deep,

because at such a distance, let alone Commander-level Fierce Beasts, even Beast Kings might appear,

their strength barely manages to handle a Commander-level Fierce Beast, so it can’t be too far,

by then, bringing along two B-level Awakeners, won’t take long to find the Celestial God Tree,

the Celestial God Fruit, which can enhance Spiritual Power, is a timely aid for him,

while dealing with this overconfident True Essence Realm Martial Artist.

Thinking of this, Du Hao’s mouth curled into a smile.

From this perspective, the death of Yan Ming’s men is rather a good thing,

over a dozen Celestial God Fruits, he would take most of them,

even though consuming more of the fruit weakens its effect, it doesn’t matter,

one fruit is worth several thousand points!

...

At the Chen Family Stronghold training ground, everyone was sweating heavily.

Although life in the stronghold has improved considerably, without worry about food and drink, the outside world remains perilous,

if they don’t seize the time to enhance their skills, danger might arrive someday, and with insufficient strength, they won’t even be able to flee.

Meng Yu was among them,

after a long day, she was utterly exhausted,

every time she wanted to quit, a voice in her heart reminded her that her sister is still in great trouble,

if she didn’t work hard, she may never get the chance to see her again in this life.

Hence, she kept persevering.

"Take a break."

A voice called out, Zhang Ren approached,

his tone serious but with concern: "Training needs to follow gradual progress, blindly seeking speed could lead to bad results, ineffective effort just wastes time and physical strength."

Meng Yu blushed, stopped her movements, she knew Zhang Ren was tactfully saying her movements were off.

She softly asked, "Uncle Zhang, could you correct my moves once more?"

Zhang Ren shook his head, "Standing in posture stance isn’t about staying as long as possible. If you really want to learn something new, I’ll teach you some basic fist techniques first."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"

Meng Yu’s eyes brightened, expressing her gratitude.

Zhang Ren sighed inwardly,

he had observed Meng Yu’s efforts these few days, she was always one of the earliest and latest to leave.

"Buzz buzz, buzz buzz."

At that moment, her pocket phone vibrated.

Meng Yu paused.

This phone was given by Chen Fan, containing only his number,

meaning the caller could only be Chen Fan.

Zhang Ren squinted his eyes, said: "Take a rest for an hour, then come to see me."

He turned and left.

Meng Yu responded, and cautiously looking around, then ran to a quieter location to answer the call.

"Chen Fan, sorry, I just..."

She began to explain, but was stunned by a familiar voice on the other end,

"Xiao Yu, it’s me."

Meng Xue’s voice.

"Sister!"

Meng Yu reacted instantly, covering her mouth, tears flowing uncontrollably, "Sister, is that you? Are you really talking to me? Am I not dreaming?"

"Silly girl."

Meng Xue smiled, "It’s broad daylight, what dream? Come back quickly, I’m waiting in your room."

"In my room?"

Meng Yu was stunned.

How is this possible?

Wasn’t her sister being held in Anshan City?

How could she be in her room?

No, that’s not right,

this call is from Chen Fan,

which means her sister is with Chen Fan,

so, she’s truly in her room?

"Sister, wait for me, I’m coming, I’m on my way! Don’t hang up..."

Meng Yu ran towards her room with all her might,

"What’s happening?"

Wang Ping and others were confused by the scene,

"Mind your own business,"

Zhang Ren appeared like a ghost behind them,

"Have you mastered your spear technique? Fist technique entry level? What about step technique? Haven’t mastered anything yet, still distracted."

They quickly lowered their heads,

even though they had been hunting and killing Fierce Beasts,

Seeing her house in sight, Meng Yu’s heart was in her throat,

Sister, really inside?

She slowed down instinctively, afraid of reaching the door and finding emptiness inside, only to be disappointed.

But at that moment, a figure with white hair appeared at the door, beckoning.

"Sister!"

Meng Yu burst into tears, rushing towards her sister’s arms like a lost bird finding its parents.

"Sister, it’s really you, right? I’m not dreaming, right?"

She hugged her tightly, sobbing.

"Silly girl, of course you’re not dreaming,"

Meng Xue’s tears flowed uncontrollably.

She softly stroked Meng Yu’s hair, her eyes showing sorrow,

because she didn’t have much time left, at most one month before she dies.

After finally reuniting, shortly, she would leave her sister alone again.

As an elder sister, she felt terribly inadequate.

Chen Fan watched this scene, feeling a pinch in his nose.

"Alright, save the rest for later, thank our benefactor first."

Meng Xue gently said.

Meng Yu startled, looked at Chen Fan, filled with gratitude,

obviously,

her sister was rescued by Chen Fan,

though she didn’t know how he did it,

it wasn’t an easy feat,

those people wouldn’t let her sister go easily.

"Chen..."

Chen Fan waved his hand, smiling, "Remember what I promised you? I just fulfilled my promise, no need for thanks."

"But..."

Meng Yu opened her mouth.

"You sisters haven’t seen each other in so long, surely you have much to talk about, I won’t interrupt."

Chen Fan said, heading out.

"Wait a moment."

Meng Xue’s voice called out.

"Chen Fan, I have something important to tell you."

"Something important."

Chen Fan stopped, surprised.

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