70: Fallen petals, flowing water!

"Ye Su, you were far too careless. How could you just drag a corpse like that up so easily?"

"Before Su Hang's forces arrived, it would have been coveted by others."

The first thing Li Qing said after entering was this.

Then he quickly changed into a white lab coat.

The tent opened again, and a large group of people rushed in, carrying a vast amount of equipment.

The Great Turtle was so massive that it couldn't be moved all at once.

They could only perform the dissection and research on-site.

And this temporary tent would become a temporary Research Institute.

As for Ye Su, Black Tiger, and the others—they were quickly ushered out by the busy Research Institute staff.

"Damn, come to think of it, I've been missing for several days, right? Why isn't there any concern at all?"

Ye Su said helplessly;

"Doesn't everyone think I'm dead?"

Black Tiger scratched his head;

"I thought so, but Director Li didn't. Anyway, from beginning to end, he believed you would survive, so he didn't mind your disappearance these past few days at all."

Ye Su opened his mouth, thinking about the contrast between Black Tiger and Li Qing, and finally could only utter one word;

Impressive!

"By the way, you guys deployed the army from the Su Hang Grand Camp, isn't that..."

Ye Su thought about it and said; this was serious business.

The army in a general defense zone isn't something just anyone can mobilize.

Black Tiger smiled;

"The times have changed."

Ye Su was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

The higher-ups really have a lot of guts.

"In that case, tell Li Qing that this giant turtle's entire body is a treasure. After the dissection, try to transport as much as possible back to Su Hang."

"Of course, also pay attention to whether there are any treasures inside this giant turtle's body."

"Okay!"

Li Qing had come prepared.

He didn't just bring the army; he brought the army for a reason.

It was to prevent anyone from getting greedy once the value of the Great Turtle was discovered.

And so.

Next, there was nothing left for Ye Su to do.

As for the martial marrow, Li Qing would definitely find it.

Given Li Qing's personality, he would probably dig up even the soil stained with the Great Turtle's blood.

Let alone a treasure like martial marrow.

"Then you go ahead and get busy, I'm going to take a rest."

Saying that, Ye Su led Mo Xiaoyu into another tent.

Time was truly tight.

He had stayed inside the Great Turtle for several days.

Tomorrow would be the matter of the Shennong Forbidden Zone.

Tonight, he could still have a good rest.

Right, it was also a good time to sort out his own situation.

【Ye Su】

【Class: Transcendence Master】

【Physique: 41】

【Intelligence: 6】

【Martial Arts: Ape Fist, Tai Xuan Scripture, Tai Shou Scripture】

【Skill: Impact Vigor, Overlapping Wave Slash】

There was only one change on the panel, and that was that his Physique had gone up.

This had a massive impact on combat power, one could even say it was worlds apart.

Besides that.

Ye Su began to recall that single strike that killed the Great Turtle today.

The miraculous power displayed by the Skill had actually perfectly governed all the power in his entire body.

Ye Su himself possessed various types of power.

The blood qi power of flesh and blood; this was the foundation.

The elemental power extended from the Skill; this was the miracle of the Skill.

And the tyrannical aura of the heart ape; this had evolved from Martial Arts.

But in that strike today.

These three powers had actually integrated perfectly.

Does this mean that different powers can be unified and assimilated?

The letter mentioned Martial Arts devouring Skills and inheriting their power—perhaps this was the Breakthrough point.

However, to truly touch the threshold of this power, he would need the help of a heaven origin fruit.

The King-level Lifeform of the Shennong Forbidden Zone, the Dragon Wolf, had the heaven origin fruit on its person.

After obtaining it.

Perhaps the matter of unifying his power would become clearer.

That single strike that killed the Great Turtle.

It left a lasting impression.

That feeling of power integration almost allowed him to look inward at his entire body, giving him a sense of mental clarity.

Perhaps.

Since the birth of Secret Techniques in Martial Arts, another new form and model of powerful attack method was about to be developed.

Power.

Has no end.

The path of pursuit should also be pursued tirelessly.

'I'm impressed, Captain Ye really is a grind-lord!'

Mo Xiaoyu curled her lip.

She was truly speechless.

As soon as Ye Su returned, he sat down to Cultivate, his Bloodline circulating and blood qi surging throughout his body.

And she felt embarrassed just watching from the side.

She could only be dragged along to passively grind.

But.

She had indeed been overly worried these past few days, and Mo Xiaoyu felt sleepy.

She simply decided to slack off for a bit, lying on the simple camp bed, listening to the sound of raindrops as she drifted off.

Patter, patter, patter—large raindrops hit the tent fabric, making a sound like soybeans falling on a wooden table.

This sound was mesmerizing.

In this dazed state, Mo Xiaoyu entered dreamland.

In her dream.

She was nearly dying of anger.

Influenced too deeply by Ye Su, she was actually still practicing Martial Arts in her dream.

My god.

Mo Xiaoyu was dumbfounded.

However, the Falling Flower Palm in the dream was even more elegant.

With one palm strike, under the surging blood qi, she actually caught the raindrops in the air without breaking their shape.

Hardness and softness in perfect harmony!

But as she turned around, the palm wind carried countless raindrops, converging into a river!

The water surged with great momentum.

As the saying goes;

The falling flowers have intent, but the flowing water is heartless!

This strike was extremely fierce!

A Secret Technique!

Under long-term Cultivation, in a rainy night's dream, Mo Xiaoyu had comprehended a Secret Technique of the Falling Flower Palm!

The weight of Li Qing's fatalism was still increasing.

Some people really do come with their own Luck.

Perhaps the process she experienced had changed, but the things she was meant to get, she would still get!

Professionals.

Those who have comprehended a Secret Technique and those who haven't are two different kinds of existences.

If combat power were to be divided very finely, assuming a uniform 20 points of Physique, it would be: Ordinary Professional <

Secret Technique Professional <

Core Martial Art Secret Technique Professional <

Core Martial Art Secret Technique Linked Skill Professional <

Core Martial Art Dual Secret Technique Linked Skill Professional!

Of course.

There is no such classification method yet, as the authorities haven't had time to study this.

Maybe one day.

The Realm divisions for Professionals will be recognized and become common knowledge, but not now.

Mo Xiaoyu has officially begun to grow.

As her personality gradually 'matured', her power also began to climb step by step!

Ye Su didn't know any of this.

Ye Su didn't know how to nurture people either.

He felt that everyone's growth trajectory would be like his, with combat power soaring upward during battle.

So he had been keeping Mo Xiaoyu with him.

After all, the Rain-Calling Envoy of the future would surely get stronger the more battles she experienced!

Little did he know.

Mo Xiaoyu needed the right timing and place even more!

It can only be said that the paths between people are difficult to connect; fate, Luck, opportunity—these things all influence a person's life!

---In the Shennong Forbidden Zone, roars continued throughout the day.

This rain was a uniquely gifted rain for the Sea Race, but don't forget, the animals and plants had already taken a step ahead.

Now, in every forbidden zone, battles were constant.

This was the strong constantly testing their own ecological niche.

Or rather.

In the end!

Who is the King of this newborn, ignorant population!

Debate?

Forget it, whether animal or plant, a language System hasn't even been established yet.

So.

Distinguishing the King was very simple.

And that was to fight!

Fight hard!

Whoever is left standing at the end is the King!

And those losers would be devoured on the spot.

Of course, there were also some lucky ones who could escape.

For example.

A Dragon Wolf in the Shennong Forbidden Zone; it licked its wounds as it wandered near the edge of the forbidden zone—