Chapter 30: Can You Help Me, Chen Yan

"How long do you intend to keep me locked up?"

In the basement of the Town Martial Bureau, inside a single-occupancy iron prison, Chen Yan stood before the iron grating, his expression cold.

At the very beginning, he had originally been in the detention room with Wang Yang.

But now, he himself had been escorted into the iron prison; this was no longer detention, but imprisonment.

The Xian Town Martial Bureau had the authority to hold prisoners, and the iron prison was prepared for such criminals.

Sentences of over a week and up to one year would be served in the Town Martial Bureau prison.

Anything over a year would be transferred to a large-scale prison.

In the corridor, a young Martial Officer looked at Chen Yan, speaking with a trace of sympathy in his eyes:

"A call just came from the city; you've caused big trouble today."

"He wanted to chop off Wang Laoshi's fingers," Chen Yan said.

The young Martial Officer fell into a silence; he looked at Chen Yan, the sympathy in his pupils growing more intense:

"His boss's surname is Gong. Do you know? Sometimes the rules of the Martial Officer Bureau don't apply, let alone the Town Martial Bureau."

Chen Yan's heart sank as he looked at the young Martial Officer:

"What consequences do you think I will face?"

The other party's expression stiffened. This time, looking directly at Chen Yan, seemingly touched, he said softly:

"That person's master is only an outside member of the Gong Family who opened a company, but even so, he is still a member of the Gong Family, and his influence is great.

I think you will be locked up for at least a year; after all, you are just a..."

"I have a Force Pattern; I am already a martial artist." Chen Yan spoke and took off his top, revealing a pitch-black grain mark shaped like a coiled dragon on his chest.

The young martial artist stiffened, looking at Chen Yan in astonishment.

A genius of Horizontal Refinement!

"A Force Pattern, you are very strong!"

Suddenly, a low shout rang out in the corridor. The young Martial Officer hurriedly stepped back, only to see a man wrapped in gauze like a pig's head walking over with the Director, Xin Gongxian.

"Kid, you have some nerve! You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

The man cursed loudly, his two sinister eyes exposed, staring fixedly at Chen Yan:

"Ye Secretary, calm your anger; the child doesn't know any better." Beside him, Director Xin Gongxian spoke, glancing at Chen Yan with complete indifference.

"Calm my anger? Calm your mother's anger!" The man in the suit shouted angrily at Xin Gongxian:

"You didn't see me beaten like this? Are you blind!"

Xin Gongxian was slightly stunned; this person was just a dog clinging to the Gong Family, yet he dared to speak to him like this.

Thinking this in his heart, he looked down at Chen Yan with a low voice:

"Look at the good work you've done!"

Boom!

A red light emerged from Xin Gongxian's body, and in an instant, a wave of energy pierced through the entire corridor. Ye Secretary, who was holding his gauze, was about to curse, but his expression changed slightly.

He was furious now, and only then did he remember that the Xin Gongxian beside him was the Town Martial Bureau Director.

"Chen Yan, this time you've caused a huge disaster. No one can help you. You sit in this prison properly; as for how long you'll be kept, it depends on your behavior!"

Xin Gongxian shouted angrily, his voice vibrating with SoulRefining, deafening to the ear.

He was dissatisfied with Ye Secretary, and by scolding Chen Yan now, he was actually also beating Ye Secretary into submission.

This place was his territory.

Chen Yan was just a tool he used to intimidate Ye Secretary.

"How long am I going to be locked up?" Chen Yan asked in a cold voice.

He had to go to the True Martial Class; if he was locked up for too long, the opportunity would be lost.

"You want to get out?" Ye Secretary's expression was strange:

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed.

"If this weren't the Town Martial Bureau, but Yunmeng City, guess if you would still be alive right now?" His voice turned cold, like a venomous snake.

He had been beaten like this by a student from some godforsaken place.

How could he face people tomorrow? How could he explain this?

In the past, Chen Yan would have already died screaming.

Chen Yan's gaze swept past Ye Secretary and looked at Xin Gongxian, only to see the look in the other's eyes toward him was indifferent.

Chen Yan sat on the seat inside the iron prison, his body sinking into the Darkness.

"I understand."

His voice was flat, as if he had already accepted his own Fate.

He had been in a car accident last year, and his Sister had been in a car accident a few days ago; the Town Martial Bureau had no leads.

The Fried Noodle Shop he relied on for a living had been granted to Zhang Qingsi's Father.

These matters were all handled by Xin Gongxian.

Chen Yan did not believe the other party would bring him justice.

"Little Beast, you..." Ye Secretary still wanted to curse, but his voice was interrupted by Xin Gongxian:

"Chen Yan, since you have committed a wrong, reflect on it properly."

Xin Gongxian narrowed his eyes:

"But if you continue to commit offenses, I will take your life!"

The voice was imposing, like the roar of a dragon.

To the side, Ye Secretary's pupils constricted, becoming even more sinister; Xin Gongxian was using Chen Yan to beat him down again.

"I understand." In the Darkness, Chen Yan's voice rose:

"I will cultivate well and reach Unity Realm soon, so as not to let down the Chief's hard work and toil."

He was very earnest, carrying a trace of respect.

The crowd was stunned—Unity Realm?

Only after the First Boundary of Horizontal Refinement, the Seventy-Two Patterns Extreme Forging Realm, was the Unity Realm.

What was he saying?

Xin Gongxian narrowed his eyes; this brat was threatening him.

How many people could reach Seventy-Two Patterns, let alone Unity Realm.

Ridiculous.

The crowd left.

The lights inside the Iron Prison were turned off by someone, and Chen Yan sat quietly; the four walls were like pitch-black ink stone, emitting a profound Aura, and the air carried a trace of stench along with a few bits of lonely desolation.

【Po Saint Realm: Level 3 (1/75)】

【Break-Saint Fruit:

Force: (100/100)

Blood (99/100)

Technique: (100/100)

Body: (34/100)】

Shifting his consciousness to the Po Saint Realm, he discovered that both the Force Array Break-Saint Fruit and the Technique Character Break-Saint Fruit had already matured.

Within the Po Saint Realm, rolling Golden Light still flickered; the Artistic Energy remaining from the Sudden Enlightenment was much less, but enough to grow another Technique Character Break-Saint Fruit.

Chen Yan swallowed two Break-Saint Fruits in one breath.

Rolling power and memory energy impacted his body and mind.

Haa...

Chen Yan Stood Up, his expression calm.

Was he angry? He was angry.

But at this moment, anger was useless; anger would harm himself.

Others were harming him, he could not harm himself anymore.

Seeing the True Martial Class moving further and further away from him, Chen Yan stroked his face with one hand and couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha!" The clear voice resounded through the Darkness.

No one could help him now.

Luo Puxin was only a one-time acquaintance; would he help him?

Father could not help him.

Teacher Wang Yang could not help him either.

Sister was still young.

"Who can help me?" Chen Yan's lips moved, and a sense of inexplicable difficulty and obstruction emerged in his heart.

After a long time.

"Holy Tree, can you help me?" Chen Yan whispered in his heart.

At this moment, his only hope.

Only the Holy Tree could assist him.

The Blood Break-Saint Fruit only needed the last sliver to be completely mature.

For such a long time, Chen Yan had refused to give up on Limit-Breaking Awakening precisely because of the Holy Tree.

Precisely because of this Blood Break-Saint Fruit.

Today, he would achieve Limit-Breaking Awakening!

Deep breath, letting himself return to calm.

Under the deep breathing, Chen Yan's understanding of the Red Ridge Body Casting Canon became more profound.

Breathe, breathe!

Chen Yan's body muscles slightly bulged and contracted, and his Tendon, Bone, and Skin began to gradually heat up.

A mouthful of red mist was spat out from his Mouth.

Boom!

A slight sonic boom sounded from Chen Yan's Fist.

Chen Yan threw another punch into the air; as this punch blasted out, a ring of light red air wave was visibly scattered from his Fist.

Boom!

Another punch.

This sound of punching was not a roar, but it was loud, crisp, and the shallow air waves stirred the flow of air within the Iron Prison.

Air explosions, air explosions, the continuously resounding air explosions stretched throughout the prison.

Punch, punch, hitting the Limit.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The speed of his punches became faster and faster, more and more fierce, more and more exhausted, yet he was like a machine that did not know Fatigue, constantly bombarding.

Throughout the entire Iron Prison, currents of air were stirred up, constantly binding, intertwining, and rolling.

Finally, at a certain moment, rolling red mist covered his entire body, Chen Yan was drenched in sweat, and his muscles bulged.

A stream of heat flowed continuously within his body, within his Five Viscera, surging.

Chen Yan had already completely digested the Artistic Energy within the Ji Character Fruit.

Yet within his own brain, there remained much obscure knowledge that became increasingly clear as he continuously threw punches and breathed.

Sweat seeped out, then evaporated.

The airflow circling his body surged ever more wildly.

Tired, then tireder, even more tired.

Finally, at a certain moment.

Sss!

A streak of red light shot out from Chen Yan's fist.

This Red Glow shifted, and a blurry figure of a girl floated into view.

"What is wrong with you these past few days? You're like a madman, it's truly terrifying."

The girl complained; she herself had been dragged by her sister Gong Fanling to train day and night these past few days.

Even though this person competing with her for the Limit-Breaking Awakening was still far behind.

Chen Yan, however, ignored the other party and looked at the Data Panel.

【Po Saint Realm: Level 3 (3/75)】

【Sacred Fruit:

Strength: (15/100)

Blood: (100/100)

Technique: (9/100)

Body: (42/100)】

The 【Blood】 Character Sacred Fruit has matured!

Chen Yan's heart pounded violently as he consumed that 【Blood】 Character Sacred Fruit.

Whoosh!

A wave of fire as scorching as magma instantly surged through Chen Yan's limbs and Skeleton; Chen Yan gasped for air, feeling his own body, full of excitement.

Flame-like Qi Blood Energy abruptly burned violently on Chen Yan's body.

Sss, sss, sss!

The massive Qi Blood Energy instantly impacted every part within Chen Yan's Five Viscera.

"What is wrong with you? You are going to awaken!"

Within the Red Glow, the girl cried out, sensing Chen Yan's current changes, and was startled.

Chen Yan was silent; his Pupil shone brightly as he felt every reaction within himself at this moment.

He was going to awaken.

He had waited for a long time.

"You... are going to succeed."

Within the Red Glow, the girl sighed sorrowfully, and as if suddenly drained of all strength, she sat on the ground.

Yet, the next moment.

Sss...

On Chen Yan's body, the rolling, burning Qi-Blood Flame was retreating.

The heat sensation within his Five Viscera vanished rapidly.

"Hm?" The girl Stun:

"Did you eat a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Object?

It's useless; we are Limit-Breaking Awakening, only by breaking the limit can one awaken. No matter how good the Spiritual Object you eat is, it won't be absorbed by the body."

The girl Stood Up and rubbed her chin:

"However, you must be very rich. I can feel that the Qi Blood you just erupted was very pure; I actually thought you were very poor."

"Shut up!" Chen Yan said in a low voice.

The girl paused; this was the first time Chen Yan had spoken, a very clear male voice.

Chen Yan looked blankly at the Blood Qi Red Light dissipating from his body.

The Qi Blood Energy brought to him by the Sacred Fruit was rapidly disappearing.

His whole body was tense, wanting to stop the disappearance of the Qi Blood, but it was useless.

His body was like a flame that was being extinguished, impossible to hold back.

Finally, all the Qi Blood was about to disappear, with only the last inch on his right fist remaining, about to vanish.

"So that's how it is..." Chen Yan's expression was desolate:

"Even you cannot help me."

He watched the inch of flame in his Palm disappear continuously, until only a single spark remained at the very end.

No one could help him anymore.

Even the Holy Tree could not help him.

Who could help him?

Chen Yan Laughter, appearing helpless.

"I told you, it's very difficult," the girl comforted him:

"This is Limit-Breaking Awakening."

Boom!

Chen Yan threw a punch.

"Can you help me?" he murmured aloud.

"What?" the girl was Stun.

"We are in a competitive relationship."

Boom!

Chen Yan threw another punch.

In the center of his Fist, that inch of firefly-like SoulRefining, at the very moment it was about to extinguish, seemed to be swept by a strong Wind Element, flickering for a split second.

Boom, boom, boom!

Red sparks appeared in the center of his Fist, like the bursting of a match.

This wisp of flame burned in his Palm, tearing through Skin and Flesh, causing incomparable agony.

"You... you!" the girl cried out in shock, sensing the change in Chen Yan.

Beside her ears, the sound of Chen Yan's punching rang out, like steel colliding, like a wild dragon hissing.

Resolute, Fierce Light, pressing forward with indomitable will.

In the Darkness, sparks of fire burst forth, becoming increasingly brilliant.

It was as if one thousand, Ten Thousand living beings were hissing and struggling.

Chen Yan continued to throw punches; the pain of that SoulRefining piercing his body grew more intense, yet he did not stop.

Can you help me?

Chen Yan.