Martial Ascent to Divinity

Under the Frost Giant Tree, everything returned to the past.

Zhou Leng slowly cultivated, while Huang lay beside him, calm and serene.

In the morning, Zhou Leng walked out of Xiaoru Village and jogged along Longyou River.

After running for a few minutes, he sighed softly in his heart.

This slow-paced jogging was too ineffective.

With his current body, even running at a speed of twenty or thirty meters per second for a day would not cause him to sweat a drop.

From now on, only in a dedicated Innate Martial Arts Dojo or the world of fierce beasts could he run with full effort.

Zhou Leng slowed his pace, focusing his attention on the surrounding environment.

Perhaps, this was the last time he would jog in the old place.

In Longyou River Park, there were children, adults, the elderly, sunlight, green grass, water.

Worldly joys, urban liveliness.

Simple, yet possessing a calming power.

In the park, the image of Martial Ancestor Yu Zhimin played continuously.

Along the way, propaganda screens continuously displayed the history of human struggle.

In the past, Zhou Leng would sometimes feel annoyed, watching every day, listening every day, it became tiresome.

But for some reason, now listening to it, he felt a special emotion.

"... children's desks, burning..."

"... we want to ensure, the desks in front of children, remain quiet and peaceful."

Over the years, everything that happened on this road flashed through his mind.

Stopping in front of the gate of Fifty-Ninth Middle School, Zhou Leng halted and stood outside, looking inside.

Fifty-Ninth Middle School was empty, with seals affixed to the gate.

Gone was the joyful laughter of children, gone was their running exercise...

Before, Zhou Leng always felt that Fifty-Ninth Middle School was still very familiar.

Now, it felt much more unfamiliar, much more distant.

Zhou Leng always felt that behind the memories of Fifty-Ninth Middle School, there had always been a comma, always awaiting a new chapter.

A single seal brought everything to a full stop.

Zhou Leng quietly scanned the railings, the playground, the flagpole, the teaching building...

Suddenly, a bright white lightning flashed through his mind.

Unrelated events were linked by this lightning.

The class that lagged behind in running, those pale and emaciated children, Zhang Xiaoxiao was a student of that class.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's attitude towards Rao Mingxian, her attitude towards himself.

Rao Mingxian's growth in power, that Enchantment Array from two or three years ago.

Rao Fuxing's extreme personality, Rao Mingxian's words.

Those two vials of high-energy blood, the series of blood incidents at Fifty-Ninth Middle School, the power of the Rao Family, the relationship between the Rao Family and the Zhao Family...

Molten Hammer's reminder, Song Juesi's reminder, Zhang Xinglie's reminder...

The vaguely emerging Magic Bag Garden, Star of Dim Light, the joint exam of eighteen schools, blood sacrifice, Heart of Original Demon, the death of Zhao Tong by the Huang Meng Sect...

Countless chaotic pieces of information flashed in his mind.

Zhou Leng's face turned slightly pale.

If his deductions were true, then who was the murderer, who was the victim?

He raised his Demonized Watch, glanced at Deng Zhijue in the contact list, swiped to Wang Boxiong.

"Hall Master Wang, I want to review all new materials related to the Fifty-Ninth Middle School case, the Rao Family, and the Demon Worship Sect, can you help?"

After a while, Wang Boxiong replied.

"The Fifty-Ninth Middle School series of cases are mostly clarified, but for certain reasons, they have been sealed. If you want to see them, wait until you've advanced to Innate, officially become a Special Martial Guard, and browse in my office."

"Okay."

Zhou Leng slowly walked forward, no longer observing the surrounding environment.

"I hope my guesses are wrong..."

A thorn pierced his heart.

Zhou Leng couldn't help but take out the Tiger Talisman, gently rubbing it.

If he had been on the highest mountain of Hundred Peaks Valley at that time, clicking on that "Demonized Martial Artist" divine text, would Rao Mingxian have died?

"Forget it, advance to Innate first, don't overthink."

Thinking to himself, Zhou Leng opened his Demonized Watch to check the Martial Arts City for civilian contributions.

Previously, his civilian rank was Professor.

Now, the civilian rank had changed.

Yangtze River Scholar.

Above Professor is Lifetime Professor, and above that is Yangtze River Scholar.

Skipped a level.

In the civilian field, Yangtze River Scholar is almost equivalent to Brigadier General.

A freshman Yangtze River Scholar.

Zhou Leng felt a sense of unreality.

Zhao Nandi is so strong, yet still only a Professor.

There are so many old experts entering the Ancient River Ruins, and only the team leader is a Yangtze River Scholar.

Moreover, his Yangtze River Scholar status is not entirely by contribution, half of it was through accumulated experience over time.

Zhou Leng, however, was purely without experience, purely relying on divine text contributions.

Above Yangtze River Scholar is Chief Scholar, and above that is Candidate Academician, then Academician.

In the era of Martial Arts Civilization, civilian ranks have various rigid criteria.

Zhou Leng looked at his new civilian rank, thinking it's better to take it slow.

Getting promoted to Academician before graduation would be a bit too arrogant.

Keep low profile, keep low profile.

Took a glance at the Contribution Points.

408010.

Converting that to Long Guoyuan, that's four hundred million.

Unlike War Merits, the distribution process for civilian contributions is lengthy, because even if everyone knows some theories and contributions are useful, they need to be implemented on the ground to be fully rewarded.

The Divine Text research is still ongoing.

"When I accumulate to four hundred and fifty million, then I'll pay back Cyan Flame."

A notification popped up on the Martial Faith alt account.

This alt account, Zhou Leng had only added Shen Jun.

"Lord Cyan Dragon, I managed to acquire a batch of Innate Promotion Supplement Pills from Demons and Beastmen, all quality stuff, although their origins are not proper, how about a friendly price of one hundred million for the lot? If you don't have the money, you can owe it first."

"I've already handed the goods over to Snow Mountain Wolf, he will contact you when the time comes."

Afterwards, Shen Jun sent a list detailing a total of nine types of Innate Promotion Supplement Pills.

Zhou Leng took a close look, wondering what Shen Jun was scheming, how could he be so generous?

Ordinary Innate Promotion Supplement Pills are worth only in the tens of millions, at most thirty million.

But there are rare exceptions.

Among these nine pills, four are rare promotion supplement pills, each valued over sixty million.

There is one "Demon Dragon's Eye" Innate Promotion Supplement Pill, valued over a hundred million, can't be bought anywhere.

This is one of the most strictly controlled promotion supplements by the Demon clan.

This magic potion is truly made using the eyes of a Demon Dragon, after consumption, vision greatly enhances, night vision is just a minor function, and even seeing through minor illusions is trivial; for martial artists, the greatest function is improving dynamic vision.

Human martial artists are already unrivaled in combat techniques among the Ten Realms, with dynamic vision elevated to demon levels, more terrifying than doubling one's strength.

This means that aside from demons known for their speed, ordinary demons appear in slow motion to Zhou Leng.

Shen Jun was able to procure such good things.

Zhou Leng asked a few simple questions, without the slightest flaw.

His suspicion deepened in his heart.

Thus, Zhou Leng contacted Snow Mountain Wolf and then had him invite a Grandmaster Demon Spirit Master to assist with identification.

Snow Mountain Wolf replied: "I informed my teacher yesterday, he is not on Blue Star, so I invited a nearby Grandmaster Demon Spirit Master for identification, no issues, and the quality is extremely high, generally only supplied to high-rank demons. Are we sending these to Ruda?"

"Send them to Ruda then, contact me once there."

"Alright."

Hearing that a Grandmaster Demon Spirit Master had identified it, Zhou Leng felt it was basically settled.

"This Shen Jun, putting in so much, he must be plotting something bigger. If I ever find out he secretly harms me, I'll seize an opportunity to punch him to death!"

"I need to report this, otherwise it's easy to get implicated."

He never trusted the Demon Worship Sect from the beginning.

Zhou Leng responded to Shen Jun: "This hundred million will be owed for now, I'll pay you back altogether later. I have high hopes for you."

Shen Jun glanced, cursing inwardly, this bastard only talks big, doesn't give money, doesn't give benefits, just dispenses with a "have high hopes for you"?

He dutifully went to Mrs. Xiyang, reporting the process.

"Hmm." Mrs. Xiyang never intended to collect the money.

Shen Jun whispered: "Senior Gong Futian has returned. He intends to join forces with Mad Prince Aiden to go to the Tree-man World, cooperate with the Giant Insect Race to hunt Treemen, to harvest Tree-man hearts, enhancing healing techniques. He said, once the healing technique is enhanced, he'll settle the score with Zhou Leng."

"Got it." Mrs. Xiyang didn't even lift her head.

"I heard the Celestial Calamity Envoy intends to open up White Lake on the Great Battlefield of the Dragon Race and Giants, then trade with the human side, is that true?"

"The last transaction failed, this time it's uncertain. However, the other party really hopes to obtain the White Lake Lotus Fruit."

"That should settle it. Though, this Celestial Calamity Envoy is quite daring. Madam, could you tell me about the Celestial Calamity Envoy? Even my teacher won't tell me. Once you tell me, I can inform Lord Cyan Dragon."

Mrs. Xiyang was about to scold Shen Jun, but then reconsidered and said, "Alright, you must tell Zhou... Guan Canglong, stay away from the Celestial Calamity Envoy..."

Mrs. Xiyang slowly narrated, while Shen Jun sent messages to Zhou Leng.

"Lord Cyan Dragon, I discovered major intelligence."

"Have you heard of summoning Celestial Calamity? It is an extremely powerful spell of Demon Purgatory, requires collecting a massive amount of Blood Pearls, paying a huge price, to invite a true Divine Spirit to descend, usually known as Celestial Calamity God."

"The true body of Celestial Calamity God cannot descend, can only infuse its power into a demon, which we on Blue Star call possession, in Demon Purgatory it's called descent."

"Moreover, it takes a considerable amount of time to complete."

"The true body of Celestial Calamity God is very strong, above a demigod, even above a Void God, but once descended, its power is roughly equivalent to a Void God."

"The demon bearing the Celestial Calamity God's power is the Celestial Calamity Envoy, typically a number of them are prepared to avoid accidents."

"One of the Celestial Calamity Envoys is about to enter Blue Star, but what exactly they're going to do is hard to reveal, in short, it's a major transaction."

"This Celestial Calamity Envoy is very strong, once discovered, try to avoid them."

Zhou Leng finished reading, eyelid twitching, summoning Celestial Calamity by demons was just a legend, didn't expect Demon Purgatory was serious about it.

So he asked: "Does Demon Purgatory intend to use Celestial Calamity God on Blue Star?"

"Very likely. Recently, the Demon Worship Sect has been killing people, refining them into a large number of Blood Pearls, all sent to Demon Purgatory, used to summon Celestial Calamity."

"How strong is Celestial Calamity God?"

"Strong to the degree that... if he descends, we should promptly leave Blue Star, find a world to hide well. He can easily destroy Earth."

"That strong?"

"He can even destroy the Sun, otherwise how could it be the strongest summoning spell in Demon Purgatory, his true body is above a Void God."

"Destroy the Sun... alright, I understand."

"By the way, the Sea Sirens, Beastmen, and Demons are jointly investigating the mass deaths of Trial Takers on the Juvenile Battlefield."

"Hmm."