Chapter 375: 375. Chapter 375 Sun Wukong: Qianxunji, it turns out you are still one

375. Chapter 375 Sun Wukong: Qianxunji, it turns out you are still one

Sun Wukong heard this, and his heart jolted!

All along, he had believed that he was absolutely the strongest being on Earth.

He, Sun Wukong, is the guardian deity of Earth, the guardian deity of China.

Just as 1,400 years ago, Pan Zhen claimed to be the Way of Heaven, leading a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers to invade, and he repelled them single-handedly.

And now, he actually encountered a mysterious martial artist from China.

Could it be that, throughout China's five-thousand-year history, there truly are many powerful martial artists hidden away?

If that's true, then wouldn't he have spent over a thousand years living like a dog, not even knowing such powerful beings existed?

His fiery eyes and golden pupils—could they be blind?

At this moment, Sun Wukong's injuries had somewhat recovered; he slowly rose to his feet, golden light flickering in his eyes as he stared intently at Qianxunji and asked:

"Could it be that there are still other powerful martial artists hidden in China?"

"No."

Qianxunji replied directly.

He had read the original work of Heroic Legion, in this world.

These martial artists are far too weak; they don't even have qi, merely some basic strengthening exercises.

Having a strength of a few hundred catties is already not bad.

On the other hand, some with genetic mutations or awakened abilities, the so-called "tiānfēi", are at most as strong as a Second Generation Super Warrior.

Moreover, Second Generation Super Warriors are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns even over thousands of years.

"Phew!" Sun Wukong exhaled in great relief upon hearing this.

He had said as much; if China truly had many martial artists, how could he have gone over a thousand years without noticing?

Suddenly, Sun Wukong thought of something; he rose onto his tiptoes, placed his hands on Qianxunji's shoulders, and asked doubtfully:

"If there are no powerful martial artists in China's five-thousand-year history, how can you, a martial artist, be so strong? And you're nearly sixty, already almost matching me at full power."

Qianxunji heard this, lifted his head, puffed out his chest, brushed back his hair, and said:

"I could walk on my own at just one month old."

"At three months, I could speak and communicate normally with people."

"At six months, I moved as swiftly as a flying bird, running faster than adults."

"At three years old, I had read extensively, my learning filling five carts."

"At six, I became obsessed with martial arts, studying under a dozen or so schools, only to find they taught merely body‑strengthening techniques, with no cultivation of inner energy."

"Back then, I was utterly desperate!"

"Then, at seven, a flash of inspiration struck me: the world originally has no paths; paths are made by those who walk them."

"Since there is no path ahead, no legendary inner energy, not even immortals—I will forge my own way, a martial path, even become a war god and shatter the void……"

"Cough, cough!" Having said that, Qianxunji moistened his throat and spat:

"I'm a bit thirsty!"

Qiangwei and the others had now come to Qianxunji's side; everyone listened to his account, their faces full of curiosity.

Hearing Qianxunji say he was thirsty, Qiangwei directly brought over a cup of water and handed it to him.

"Qiangwei, you truly deserve to be Elder Brother Qian's good woman; I really ought to cherish you fiercely for a month."

"Come, Elder Brother Qian, give me a kiss."

Qianxunji kissed Qiangwei on the cheek, then took the tea cup and began to drink.

Qiangwei heard Qianxunji say, in front of everyone, that he had cherished her fiercely for over twenty days, and her cheeks instantly flushed.

Sun Wukong was very interested in Qianxunji's "self‑rotation"; seeing him sip tea slowly, he also had Qiangwei bring out a grand master's chair and place it on the hill.

"Come, Qianxunji, please sit and continue telling us about your self‑rotation."

Speaking, he personally helped Qianxunji sit in the grand master's chair.

Qianxunji had just finished his tea when Liu Chuang carefully took the cup.

Seeing this, Qianxunji patted Liu Chuang on the shoulder and praised:

"Even a foolish child can be taught!"

Liu Chuang heard this, smiled and said:

"Elder Brother Qian, you are indeed my elder brother; I, Liu Chuang, have always followed your lead."

When Liu Chuang first entered the Super God Academy, Qianxunji gave him a beating.

At that time he thought, the God River gene in his body is a Third Generation God Body, capable of growing into a true god in the future, and Qianxunji would never be his match.

One day, he would be able to defeat Qianxunji.

But now, after witnessing Qianxunji beat Sun Wukong until he was spitting teeth, Liu Chuang was utterly convinced.

He realized that Qianxunji's power is terrifying; even if he himself becomes a god in the future, he would likely still be no match for Elder Brother Qian.

Qianxunji glanced around and saw everyone standing around him in a circle, waiting for him to continue.

"Cough, cough!"

Qianxunji coughed twice again.

Sun Wukong heard the sound and quickly said:

"Qiangwei, bring tea, quick!"

Qianxunji reached out to stop him, saying: "No need, I'm just clearing my throat."

Then Qianxunji said again:

"Eh, where was I just now?"

At this moment, Angel Yan's seductive voice sounded:

You said, when you were seven, you felt there was no way ahead, preparing to forge your own path.

"En!" Qianxunji grunted, only feeling Angel Yan's voice was beautiful and melodious.

After carefully examining Yan up and down, he secretly thought, "No wonder she is among the most beautiful existences among angels."

Angels, as the most perfect life forms in the known universe, not only have the highest brain development, reaching 45%.

Moreover, each angel placed in any world is the most beautiful existence, goddess-level.

And Angel Yan is even one of those few most beautiful existences among angels.

In a previous life, there was a saying: "North of the galaxy, my Yan is the most beautiful!"

What is being said is Yan's beauty.

A face that could topple a country and city… no… topple the universe, golden long hair, huge evil, slender willow waist, red short skirt, slender long legs…

Everything is full of beauty.

The whole person is the most perfect painting.

Looking at such beautiful Yan, Qianxunji decided that in the future he would definitely make Yan his woman.

Even though Sacred Kaisa has already matched Yan with Ge Xiaolun, they still haven't issued the angel oath, so currently Yan is not Ge Xiaolun's guardian angel.

Then he, Qianxunji, still has a chance.

Right, there's also Heaven Base King He Xi.

"En..."

Since Liangbing has already been obtained, and Heaven Base King He Xi is also on the list, then the Three Angel Kings must all be gathered.

Therefore, the Angel King, Heaven Blade King Sacred Kaisa, must also have many offspring and blessings.

"Haha... haha..."

Thinking of the scene of possessing the Three Angel Kings and Angel Yan, Qianxunji happily laughed out loud.

Angel Yan listened to Qianxunji's laughter, and also his gaze fixed on her body made her feel a bit creeped out inside.

After Qianxunji laughed a few times, he then spoke solemnly.

"After a year of research, I finally combined the strengths of all schools and created a prototype of a cultivation method..."

"What cultivation method?" Sun Wukong hurriedly asked.

Qianxunji's gaze was solemn, his expression stern, word by word:

"Swallow... Heaven... Demon... Skill!" (End of chapter)