Chapter 144: Chen Yan's Words to His Kin: Rising from the Mud with Boundless Ambition, Without Pride or Slack, a Genius Like a Dragon

At noon in the rural countryside during summer, there are basically very few people doing farm work.

Most people won't come out until the afternoon.

The setting sun, like red flames, wantonly spills its final heat across the countryside.

Under the old tree at the village entrance, several shirtless men are playing chess in the sunset.

"Have you heard? Chen Yan from the old Chen family graduated first in the True Martial Class."

"You're only just finding out? I heard that even if Chen Yan went to Yunmeng City, he could be a genius ranked in the top twenty!"

"Top twenty? You're exaggerating too much."

"Not exaggerating, not at all. If you don't believe me, go ask at Qingshan Gao."

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The few people continued to discuss.

Chen Yan.

This name has become a household name in Qingshan Town during this period.

When one person attains the Dao, their chickens and dogs ascend to Heaven.

The home of Wang Yang, who once helped Chen Yan in the past, also has an endless stream of visitors.

Even the Principal of the Xian High School has come several times, wanting Wang Yang to teach at the Xian High School.

The few old men playing chess sigh endlessly, occasionally casting two glances toward the east side.

Over there, there is a very crudely repaired farm courtyard; it is precisely Chen Yan's home.

It looks crude, but in the eyes of the villagers, that farm courtyard with a Locust Tree planted in front of the door is taller and grander than the most luxurious house in the village.

The Chen Family has produced a dragon.

It is feared that before long, Chen Yan's family will move away from here completely.

It was right at this moment.

A tricycle loaded with sand and stone was passing in front of the few people.

The person driving was a shirtless man with dark skin.

On the vehicle, there was also a sturdy youth sitting with his head lowered in the pile of sand and soil inside the cargo bed.

The few people who were originally chatting stopped talking instantly.

Hu Zeyuan and his Son, Hu Yuan.

After Chen Yan's family rose to prominence, the person in the village who was mocked the most was Hu Zeyuan.

Having such a relative, you don't go to win them over, and instead, you keep targeting them over a thousand yuan.

A thousand yuan, for Hu Zeyuan's family, is actually just that; it was just the worry that Chen Yan's family wouldn't be able to pay it back.

It ruined a perfectly good relative relationship into this state.

"Short-sighted, that's the kind of person he is."

Seeing Hu Zeyuan drive away, a person playing mahjong said with a laugh.

"Who are you saying is short-sighted!"

A Low Roar sounded, and Hu Yuan, who had been leaning against the vehicle frame, suddenly let out a Low Roar at that person.

"Hey, how rude!" That person was no pushover; at this moment, he rolled up his sleeves and gave a Cold Snort.

"Enough!"

Hu Zeyuan, who was driving, gave a low hum, not giving Hu Yuan any chance to lose his temper, and drove the tricycle far away.

Hu Yuan was holding in a belly full of fire, breathing heavily at this moment.

Hu Zeyuan, who kept driving, gave a low hum:

"A bunch of fence-sitters, why do you bother with them?"

Hu Yuan did not speak, just huffing and puffing in silence.

"If you want to amount to something, take the words of these people and use them as the motivation for your success!"

Hu Zeyuan spoke:

"He, Chen Yan, can do it, so why can't you?"

Hu Yuan did not speak; Hu Zeyuan had been telling him these things during this period.

At first, he was very moved, but later he found a book under Hu Zeyuan's pillow.

Everything Hu Zeyuan said was from that book.

"Dad, I feel like I can't achieve Awakening." Hu Yuan said in a deep voice:

"Teacher Xia Dong stated clearly that I have no hope and told me to go practice Horizontal Refinement."

Hu Zeyuan's face showed Disappointment; Horizontal Refinement is even harder.

He tempered his body every day, exhausted and worn out, but until now, he hadn't even seen the shadow of a single Grain Mark.

As time went on, he himself became disappointed and didn't want to continue the Cultivation Technique.

"Son, show some spirit!"

Hu Zeyuan gave a low hum:

"Chen Yan practiced Horizontal Refinement and was treated with such favor; aren't you envious?

As long as you can practice Horizontal Refinement, whatever Chen Yan has, you will have too!"

Hu Yuan's Mu Guang flashed; his heart, which had already been stirred, suddenly became restless at this moment.

Thinking of Chen Yan's current glory, a trace of agitation floated up in his heart again.

He clenched his Fists tightly.

"Dad, I know!"

Hu Zeyuan nodded in satisfaction.

The father and son rode home in the sunset.

Time passed slowly.

As time passed slowly.

Suddenly, a low and loud boom resonated from above the High Heaven.

Every household in the entire Qingshan Town walked out.

Hu Zeyuan parked his tricycle on the side of the road and at this moment also looked up.

Yet he saw, above the vast firmament, a Flying Warship shattering the layers of clouds like a startled dragon, crossing over.

The warship, as massive as a ten-story building, suddenly stalled above the sky of Qingshan Town, its hull gleaming with a cold light.

Shouts rang out one after another.

Hu Yuan opened his mouth wide; he had only heard of such things from others.

Seeing it for the first time now, the shock to his spirit was indescribable.

But why would it suddenly appear in Qingshan Town?

Figures rushed over one after another.

Leading them was the new Town Martial Bureau Director of Qingshan Town, who was currently bowing respectfully beneath the warship.

Buzz!

A buzzing sound rose from the warship, and the mechanical hatch opened.

A Woman dressed in Black Clothes, with short hair reaching her eyebrows and an exquisitely refined appearance, walked out slowly.

The Woman's feet stepped on the void just like that, as her bright Pupil swept toward the crowd.

Everyone hurriedly lowered their Brain, not daring to look.

That was a Martial Officer who could stand in the high sky.

Young as Hu Yuan was, he was trembling all over, not daring to draw a Breath.

"Is Ding Jian of the Qingshan Town Martial Bureau present?"

The Woman spoke softly.

"Present!"

The new Town Martial Bureau Director Ding Jian hurriedly bowed, feeling astonished in his heart: why would such a Strong One be looking for him?

Yet he saw the Woman continue to speak:

"Heavenly Pride Chen Yan of Qingshan Town has swept away the Ancient Beast chaos and boosted the military Spirit.

Xia Zhangguo personally stated: emerging from the mud with infinite ambition, neither arrogant nor slack, a genius like a dragon!"

The Woman's voice was clear, yet it was transmitted out via a Secret Technique.

She suddenly raised her hand, and a Medal branded with a green star appeared in her hand, floating out slowly and falling into the sight of the crowd.

Brilliant rays of light flew out from within this Medal like scorching white flames, extremely blinding.

The Woman continued to speak:

"Bestowed, Seven-Tier General Star!

Hereby proclaimed to the neighbors, hoping that talented peers will take this as an example."

As her voice fell, this Medal floated slowly to before Ding Jian.

The new Director was trembling all over, his Mouth about to curl into wild Laughter, but he quickly held it back.

He had heard of Chen Yan's name, and he also knew that the other party was a genius.

If not for Chen Yan, he would not have had the opportunity to be arranged here by Shen Yiwei as the Director.

He had long wanted to see Chen Yan, but had no opportunity.

Unexpectedly, he did not see Chen Yan, but Chen Yan's honor had arrived.

Looking at the Medal floating before him, Ding Jian took a deep Breath.

A Seven-Tier General Star Medal is a Seven-Tier Military Rank.

This damn thing is a higher rank than his official position.

At this moment, he hurriedly took off his coat, wrapped this Medal with his Martial Officer uniform, and bowed:

"Ding Jian will personally deliver the Medal into Chen Yan's hands!"

High above, the Woman nodded lightly.

Why not give the Medal to Chen Yan personally?

What if Chen Yan doesn't show it off?

This General Star title is an absolute honor and also serves to inspire local youth.

Therefore, according to Great Xia regulations.

Every Medal issued must be sent directly to the genius's local Town Martial Bureau or Martial Officer department.

The Woman glanced at the dilapidated Qingshan Town, her Pupil light dim, and she murmured:

"Truly a lowly origin, yet not abandoning ambition, entering the Green Cloud.

No wonder Shen Yiwei values them so much."

Afterward, the Woman stepped into the warship, and the warship soon departed.

The Woman's arrival was a Dream.

It was a Dream belonging to everyone present.

This dilapidated village, this exquisite Flying Warship, this powerful Martial Officer who could tread on the air, this group of obscure farmers.

The two seemed to be existences from two different worlds.

The arrival of the Woman today gave everyone a powerful sense of dissonance.

Xia Zhangguo!

Is that the ruler of the Great Xia?

People existing in remote villages do not even know who Xia Zhangguo is.

But in this world, who else would dare to be called the Ruler of the Nation?

It is an existence such as this that personally sent someone to Qingshan Town.

To tell them that Chen Yan of Qingshan Town, rising from the mud with boundless ambition, is unarrogant and unremitting, a genius like a dragon!

This is a shock that this group of people will rarely experience in their entire lives.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Suddenly, a sound of wailing like madness rang out, and the crowd looked over.

The person wailing loudly was none other than the Principal of Qingshan High School, Zhang Yue.

At this moment, like a shrew who had lost everything and then instantly gained everything, he sat on the ground wiping away Tears.

It is hard to imagine the excitement in Zhang Yue's heart at this moment.

Not far away, the Zhong Nian Nan Zi named Wang Yang was also staring blankly at the Heaven, two lines of Tears flowing down uncontrollably.

He stretched out his hand and looked at his five Fingers.

These are the Fingers that his student saved.

He also did not expect it to be like this.

The Herb he had propped up that day, which was about to fall, had actually grown so robustly.

"No problem!"

Wang Yang let out a low shout, extremely serious:

"Chen Yan is the most resilient person I have ever seen in my life; he deserves such achievements!"

Wang Yang said this, his face flushed red.

Wang Yang looked around, his gaze passing over one shocked face after another, seeing the livid-faced Hu Zeyuan and the dazed Hu Yuan, and seeing Xia Dong, who was clenching his hands and unable to hide his regret.

His student would not only have such achievements; Chen Yan would stand even higher.

He was serious.

He would not accept the sight of Chen Yan being unable to stand higher!

Chen Yan should be just like this!

"The main person is here, everyone make way!"

Someone spoke up and pulled the Stunned Chen Yuhu to the very front of the crowd.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man with graying temples with complex and envious expressions, and hurriedly cleared a path.

Hu Zeyuan's lips moved; he wanted to say something, but the moment he saw Chen Yuhu arrive, an unspeakable horror erupted from the bottom of his heart.

That was the terror that would instantly erupt when a subordinate saw someone high above; he dared not speak, dared not look up, and could only hide far away.

Hu Zeyuan pulled his Stunned Son and walked to the side.

He heard Chen Yuhu's excited voice in his ears.

All of a sudden, it was as if he had fallen into a Dream, unable to extricate himself.