Super War God in the City

Zhongnan Mountain, the second family of the Heavenly Vein, Wu Family, Ancestral Shrine of the Back Mountain.

A red-haired man, completely bare, was soaking in a blood pool several dozen yards in circumference. The blood pool seemed like boiling lava, bubbling and churning.

The blood within the pool was not human blood, but beast blood, the blood of a hundred beasts.

The blood in the blood pool boiled more and more rapidly, as if it was about to evaporate.

Suddenly, the eyes of the man soaking in the blood pool snapped open, shooting out a strange red light; he moved his hands to form a Taiji Seal.

At the same time, the blood in the pool, centered around the man, began to spin rapidly.

The spinning blood reached a certain limit in speed, forming a bizarre, blood-red conical shape with the man as the singularity, like a whirlpool.

Above the ancestral shrine, the sky over the entire back mountain also turned into a red cloud spectacle.

"Look, that's the direction of the Ancestral Shrine of the Back Mountain!" In the Wu Family, many disciples suddenly saw this spectacle and began to exclaim in surprise.

"Whoosh~whoosh..."

Many Elders, who had been in seclusion, also came out with solemn expressions, looking towards the direction of the Ancestral Shrine of the Back Mountain.

Soon, the expressions of several Elders changed dramatically, "Is this... Divine Skills?"

Immediately, a gray-robed figure flew out of the Elders' Hall, arriving before everyone.

"Supreme Elder!" The Elders bowed in unison.

"Mm, it's the maddened one, you all disperse; I'll go have a look!" the old man said indifferently.

"By your command!" The Elders respectfully replied.

Following that, the gray-robed elder flashed and sped towards the back mountain.

In the blood pool of the back mountain, as the red-haired man stood up, the rapidly spinning blood suddenly contracted and vanished without a trace.

In the end, it turned into a point of deep red that entered the man's forehead, leaving a red, sword-shaped mark on his brow.
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At the same time, the red clouds in the sky also dissipated, and the gray-robed elder's figure appeared beside the blood pool, looking at the man from Zhongnan with a complex expression.

Now, the blood pool was empty, without a trace of blood.

"Maddened one, you..." the gray-robed elder sighed.

Upon seeing the elder, the man immediately knelt down in the empty blood pool.

"Xiao Lou is grateful for Master's rebirth grace; this kindness I shall never forget, carved into my heart.

Today, I entered the demonic path at the Martial Saint Realm, gaining Great Divine Skills, Cultivation now at Perfection; even with further arduous cultivation, it's hard to make progress. I've decided to leave the mountain!" said the man, and then he kowtowed heavily on the ground.

"Ah, after so many years, you have yet to let go of the obsession in your heart. Is the word 'emotion' truly so difficult to comprehend?" the elder sighed.

"What is love in this world that makes people willing to live and die for each other? If I can have my love by my side in the end, I, Xiao Lou, hereby swear I will cut through the demons and prove my path.

Otherwise, I'm prepared to let blood flow into rivers, sacrificing myself in my search for demons!" the man said determinedly.

The elder heaved a long sigh and said lightly, "I cannot sway your will. When you leave, the Wu Family will no longer have a Blood Pool, but I look forward to hearing good news from you, to seeing you return!"

"I will never forget Master's great kindness. If fate allows, we will meet again!" The man bowed again and then stood up, pulling the Blood-colored Heavy Sword beside him, and with a swift motion, he departed toward the outside of the Wu Family.

The elder stood on the back mountain, watching the figure gradually move away and disappear, with a look of unresolved emotions, and after a long while, he let out a deep sigh!

...

In the mountains of Zhongnan, Qi He, Wan Long, and others, had been traveling for several days.

Their pace was not fast, the main thing was that there was no rush; they just needed to reach their destination before the entrance examination for the academy began.

During this time, Wan Long and Lian Cheng deliberately chose routes known for demonic beast activities, mainly to familiarize everyone with the more dangerous paths within Zhongnan, as well as to train these new recruits.

More importantly, they were building camaraderie among these people, giving them more opportunities to bond and improve friendships.

These new academy students from the Secular World were visiting here for the first time, filled with endless curiosity. They traveled intermittently, sometimes fighting with demonic beasts, which made their progress incredibly slow.

A day's journey lasted two, almost like enjoying a leisurely tour of mountains and streams. Meanwhile, the relationships among these students also deepened significantly, transitioning from their initial unfamiliarity and restraint to the current familiarity.

Seeing the students bonding together after several days of integration, Wan Long suddenly clapped his hands, "Everyone, quiet down, I have something to tell you!"

Hearing these words, the surrounding students all gathered around.

"You should know that the Martial Arts World is brimming with talent, especially the Martial Arts Families.

As for you all, hailing from the Secular World, it's rare for even one martial artist to emerge from amongst thousands of you due to your weak foundations.

Zhongnan Academy provides everyone who passionately loves cultivating martial arts with an opportunity. That's why we have set up five major recruitment zones across Huaxia, to give you a chance to enter the Martial Arts World.

However, out of the entire Secular World, the hundred slots available every three years are never filled. In regions like the Guanbei Area, they barely recruited five people, oh, no, six!"

So, while you consider yourselves talented, in the eyes of those geniuses at the academy, you might merely be rubbish."

Therefore, you people from the Secular World must unite. Otherwise, once you enter the academy, you will be bullied. Understand?" Wan Long once again reiterated the advice that had to be reminded every year.

The surrounding students all had serious expressions on their faces; they understood this principle. It's like the relationship between the poor and the rich—the rich always feel superior in front of the poor!

In the academy, scions from the Martial Arts World naturally look down on those from the Secular World, just like how they earlier disdained Fan Zhan and the other "rubbish." The logic is the same.

"We acknowledge Chao Liang as our boss, does anyone have any objections?" Kong Yin was the first to speak up.

This guy had come to recognize the reality of the Martial Arts World, where only strength is respected, and pledging allegiance to Chao Liang as the boss is not too much.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

"I have no objection. Here, Young Master Chao has the highest cultivation, it's only right for him to be the boss, I obey!" one of the members of the group raised his hand and said.

"Right, right, I have no objections either, I fully support him!" another person raised their hand as well.

The rest followed suit, echoing their support, "No objections, no objections, Young Master Chao has the highest cultivation; if he's not the boss, who would be, right?"

"Mhm, Boss Chao, from now on, our safety and honor all depend on you, please don't abandon us!"

The crowd started to cheer and tease Chao Liang.

Chao Liang accepted this turn of events as a matter of course. Seeing that he had the support of the people, he immediately stood up and gestured for everyone to calm down with a raise of his hand.

"I am grateful for your kind intentions. Truth be told, I didn't want to be the boss!

However, with great power comes great responsibility. If I were to decline, it would just come off as pretentious. Thus, I accept this position as boss, bestowed upon me by your favor.

Here, I can assure you all that I will do my utmost to protect your honor and interests!" Chao Liang delivered an impassioned speech.

His words sparked a round of enthusiastic applause, "Young Master Chao speaks well, with such words, we are relieved!"

Elder Wan Long stood by and nodded slightly, very satisfied with Chao Liang's composure and the demeanor of a talent.

"You don't need to be too pessimistic. Chao Liang is the strongest among the new students in these terms, with him around, you probably won't be bullied like the previous newcomers!" Wan Long consoled everyone.

Upon hearing this, Chao Liang felt quite smug and proud. In this cohort of newcomers, he harbored great ambition, determined not only to amaze all the new students.

He even aimed to astonish the older students!

The surrounding students rejoiced upon hearing this, their tense emotions easing as they gathered around Chao Liang and started to fawn over him.

"Pah, what a joke, just look at his snobbish demeanor reaching for the sky, just asking for a beating. When our boss arrives, he'll have to kneel and call him grandpa!" Zuo Zhengqing, squatting and resting on the side, couldn't help but spit out in disgust as he watched a bunch of people sucking up to Chao Liang.

"Heh, indeed, acting as if he's something special. Those words he just said, truly disgusting, so fake!" Jiang Shi also sneered.

"You two had better save it. Don't make unnecessary complications. Once we get to the academy, everything will be fine when Ling Fan returns," Su Qiong whispered from the sidelines.

Zhou Siyu glanced at Chao Liang and his group, snorted and said, "Who wants to recognize him as their boss, that's their business. It has nothing to do with us. Our only boss is Young Master Ling."

"Exactly, Siyu is right. In front of Young Master Ling, they are nothing but air!" Fan Zhan, lying on the stretcher, nodded repeatedly.

Qi He and the others sat quietly on the side, not saying anything, but they inwardly agreed.

While everyone was in high spirits, chatting and laughing, they suddenly remembered Fan Zhan and the others.

"Boss, what about those few?" Kong Yin nodded toward Fan Zhan and his group.