High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System

Jiang Ye fell into silence.

He thought for a moment.

He asked, "After Zhou Lu passed away, did her daughter stay in An City?"

"She stayed for a while."

"Her daughter left after high school," Chen Qingyun recalled vividly, "At that time, I also paid attention. Although the strange illness disappeared from the girl, she was still isolated by her classmates and didn't have many friends here."

Jiang Ye nodded and asked again, "Do you remember her daughter's name?"

"Of course."

"Her name is Chen Zilu."

...

Took the elevator, left the building.

Jiang Ye stood in the elevator, his emotions complicated.

The first time he saw Zhou Lu, he thought of Chen Zilu.

The resemblance between the two was striking.

But what Chen Qingyun recounted, he had never anticipated.

"Senior Bai Gui," Jiang Ye thought, "You just said that those were symptoms of God-devouring Syndrome?"

"Yes."

"God-devouring Syndrome patients show symptoms on their bodies periodically since childhood," Bai Gui's voice sounded, "This period is referred to as the 'God-Devouring Period.'

"God-Devouring Period?" Jiang Ye was puzzled.

"This period is very special," Bai Gui explained, "Even without cultivation, the pain is unbearable."

"However, it usually lasts at most a month before returning to normal."

"One month?" Jiang Ye's pupils constricted.

For a little girl, enduring a month of pain — how excruciating could that be?

"And when they grow up? Does the God-Devouring Period still exist?" Jiang Ye couldn't help but ask.

"Some patients still experience it," Bai Gui said, "But outwardly, no symptoms can be seen, only the pain remains."

"I see," Jiang Ye said no more.

...

After leaving the elevator.

A young girl in a colorful long dress with snow-white legs approached.

"Jiang Ye!"

"Did my mom give you a hard time?" Zhao Qingli asked curiously.

"No," Jiang Ye shook his head with a smile, "Your mom even gave me fifty million."

"What?" Zhao Qingli looked shocked.

Jiang Ye briefly explained the reason to her.

"No wonder..." Zhao Qingli didn't think much of it, then suddenly said, "Jiang Ye, are you free this afternoon?"

"Why?" Jiang Ye looked at her.

"I just saw that there's a new attraction in An City. If you're free, shall we go check it out?" Zhao Qingli's eyes carried a hint of expectation.

"An attraction?"

Jiang Ye was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Alright, let's go."

This time when he returned to An City, aside from visiting his parents, he was also there to accompany Zhao Qingli.

Whatever request she had, he would naturally oblige.

The two headed forward together.

...

Time passed.

By the time Jiang Ye and Zhao Qingli came out of the attraction, it was already past six in the evening.

Today was Federation Memorial Day.

As the lights came on, each house was decorated, exuding a festive atmosphere.

"Class monitor, it's pretty close to my house from here."

At the entrance of the attraction, Jiang Ye suggested, "Why don't you come to my house for dinner?"

"Go to your house?"

Zhao Qingli was slightly stunned, then her face turned a bit red, "It's so late, it might not be appropriate..."

"I've already told my parents to prepare more dishes for the evening," Jiang Ye smiled, "The more the merrier."

Zhao Qingli hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll let my mom know first."

With that, she moved to a side and called Chen Qingyun.

Moments later.

Zhao Qingli came running over, a joyful expression on her pretty face, "My mom agreed, let's go."

With that, she suddenly paused and asked, "Should we bring something?"

"No need," Jiang Ye smiled, "Let's go quickly, before the food gets cold."

"Okay, okay."

The two walked toward Taoyang District.

...

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

Taoyang District, Building 12, Unit 606.

As they pushed open the old iron door, a delicious aroma of dishes wafted through the air.

"Jiang Ye!"

"Ye."

"Brother!" Everyone in the room moved to greet them.

But soon after.

"Who is this?" Li Anping looked at the girl shyly standing behind Jiang Ye, showing a puzzled expression.

"She's my classmate," Jiang Ye smiled, "We came together; I invited her to dinner at our house. Mom and Dad, you wouldn't mind, right?"

"Of course, we welcome her!"

"Absolutely," Li Anping quickly smiled, "Come on in, come on in."

"Uncle, Aunt, no need to be so formal..." Zhao Qingli hurriedly said.

"Brother!" a clear voice sounded.

Jiang Ye looked up, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He saw a young girl with fair skin, as beautiful as a submerged fish or a swooping goose, standing gracefully in the living room.

It was Jiang Ting.

After more than half a year apart, she had grown increasingly beautiful, her figure beginning to develop.

"Tingting," Jiang Ye walked over, smiling as he ruffled her hair, "You've grown so much."

"I'm almost 15," Jiang Ting huffed.

She was in her second year of middle school this year.

"Brother!" Jiang Ting didn't care about these things. She looked at Zhao Qingli, not far away, and said, "Is she your girlfriend? She's so pretty."

"Girlfriend?" Jiang Ye smiled and turned back to glance at Zhao Qingli.

Zhao Qingli, who was talking with Li Anping, shot him a glare at that.

"Not yet," Jiang Ye turned back, chuckling as he spoke to Jiang Ting.

Behind him, Zhao Qingli's body stiffened, her face quickly turning red.

Fortunately, at that moment, Jiang Dahai's voice timely sounded, "It's time to eat!"

Upon hearing that, the whole family gathered around the table.

Jiang Ye led Zhao Qingli to the table last.

"Zhao, make yourself at home," Jiang Dahai said to Zhao Qingli with a smile, "We are very laid back, treat this as your own home."

"Yes, thank you, Uncle," Zhao Qingli's face slightly red, she nodded quickly.

"Haha, what a shy girl," Jiang Dahai gave Jiang Ye a thumbs up, "You've got good taste."

Zhao Qingli's face immediately turned as red as fire, covered in blush.