32: Chapter 32 Wang Xundao

Although Fang Yu temporarily didn't understand the meaning of 'First-Stage Awakening' from the message conveyed by the Dormant Star Sign, he did understand the meaning of 'soon'.

This was the first change in the message from the Void Star Constellation.

"There are two possibilities. One is that I've already reached the requirements for the First-Stage Awakening," Fang Yu thought to himself. "But the actual Awakening will still take some time—maybe a few days, or perhaps one or two months."

"The second possibility is that my life level is still slightly short of the First-Stage Awakening, but the gap isn't large anymore."

If it was the first possibility, Fang Yu could do nothing about it and had to wait patiently.

"Regardless, consuming the 'red star pill' as quickly as possible to raise my life level can't be wrong." Fang Yu threw a powerful punch into the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The air was faintly torn, producing whistling sounds.

"A Level 21 life level... my punching power really is far stronger than before." Feeling the surging power within his body, a smile appeared at the corners of Fang Yu's mouth. "The standard punching power for Level 20 is 2,000 kilograms."

"The standard punching power for Level 21 is 2,800 kilograms. That means in less than six hours, my physical fitness has increased by fifty percent?"

This was an extraordinarily terrifying rate of improvement.

Previously, with Micro-consummation, after a full summer vacation of painful cultivation, Fang Yu had only improved from Level 16 to Level 20, and the increase in punching power back then was roughly the same as today's... The higher the life level, the greater the gap between each level.

For Intermediate Martial Artists in their 20s of levels, a single level difference meant an 800-kilogram gap in punching power.

For Senior Martial Artists beyond Level 30, a single level difference meant a 5,000-kilogram gap in punching power.

"This is only because it's my first time absorbing Star Power, which is why the progress is so huge," Fang Yu thought to himself. "In the short term, I won't be able to use the red star pill for Body Tempering again."

Fang Yu knew this well.

The reason the first time was so effective was also because he had cultivated like crazy in the past without ever absorbing Star Power, leaving his body in an extremely starved state... Right now, he was stuffed, with a large amount of Star Power still hidden within his limbs and bones.

"Next..."

"I must continue to Cultivate frantically, digesting the Star Power hidden in my body so that it enters a starved state once again. Only then will using the red star pill yield the best results," Fang Yu concluded.

His Star Coins were limited.

Swallowing nine red star pills in a single Cultivation session was equivalent to devouring 900,000... How much money did Fang Yu have in total anyway? Naturally, he had to budget carefully.

"My control over my body has also become a bit unrefined." Fang Yu felt a slight stiffness in the circulation of his Qi and blood, just like when he had first achieved Micro-consummation. "In an all-out burst right now, I'd probably only reach 1.5 times my base punching power."

This indicated that his physical strength had improved too rapidly.

He had to undergo a period of intense cultivation to re-familiarize himself with every bone, tendon, and muscle bundle, regaining perfect control over his body. Otherwise, in a life-or-death battle, it would be easy to miscalculate his force.

"Overall..."

"My strength has still surged significantly, and I have much greater confidence in the upcoming real combat." Fang Yu felt increasingly confident, and through this attempt, he gained even more faith in his innate Divine Ability, 'Devour'.

...

Placing another order for three bottles of 'red star pills', reducing his bank account balance sharply to 1.96 million Star Coins, Fang Yu no longer felt any heartache at all.

He also changed the delivery address to Wuling City Martial Arts College.

Only then did Fang Yu go to take a refreshing hot shower. Feeling completely refreshed all over, he got dressed neatly.

Standing in his room.

"Time to go." Fang Yu cast his gaze around. He knew that the next time he returned home would probably be winter, thinking to himself, "They always say that once you go to college, you only know your hometown's winter and summer."

"I didn't feel it during my three years at college."

"Now that I'm truly attending university, I can finally experience it." Fang Yu picked up the backpack he had packed long ago and walked straight downstairs, where his younger brother and sister were already waiting by the door.

"Brother, are you really leaving?" Fang Siyue couldn't help asking. "I heard Dad say you're going to Primal Star?"

"Yeah." Fang Yu smiled and patted his younger sister's head. "Don't worry, your brother is an elite undergraduate at the martial arts university and super strong. Vicious Beasts won't be able to hurt me."

"Brother, don't worry, I'll protect Sister," Fang Long said muffledly.

"Alright." Fang Yu patted his brother's shoulder and asked, "Where's Grandpa?"

"In his room. Probably playing games," Fang Long replied.

Fang Yu nodded, turned down the hallway, and knocked on his grandfather's door. Soon the door opened, and Fang Zhiyuan, wearing a shirt and large shorts, poked his head out. "Eldest grandson, what's up?"

"Grandpa, I'm leaving soon," Fang Yu said.

"Isn't it tomorrow?" Fang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment.

"I have some business at school tonight and leave early tomorrow morning, so I won't be coming back," Fang Yu said.

"Going to Primal Star?" Fang Zhiyuan opened the door completely, a solemn look on his face. "Are you going for training this time, or actual combat? Is it dangerous?"

"There's a certain level of danger." Fang Yu didn't elaborate.

"Must you go?" Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nodded.

"You really resemble your father in some ways." Fang Zhiyuan looked at Fang Yu, speaking with a touch of emotion: "When your dad traded stocks in his youth, everyone said nine out of ten lose money, but he refused to believe in bad luck. He even said, how would he know if he was that one in ten without trading stocks? I don't understand the path of a Martial Artist."

"But I think the logic is roughly the same."

"It's all high risk and high reward... If you can't win, run! Don't be stubborn, and don't force yourself." Fang Zhiyuan shook his head. "As for me, don't worry."

"Anyway, lying at home, danger won't find me."

"If I pass away one day, it can be considered a happy funeral."

...

That evening, Fang Yu and Wang Mo arrived at a private dining courtyard not far from the school. Inside one of the courtyard rooms, various delicious fruits were displayed on the table.

There were also numerous delicacies.

Judging solely from their appearance, the dishes were faultless. The slowly rotating circular tabletop was heated, keeping all the dishes at a suitable temperature.

"The old man said he was buying, so I had them serve the food according to the schedule. All the dishes are served, yet he hasn't arrived," Wang Mo said, shaking his head. "Many delicacies have to be eaten while fresh—what a waste."

"No rush, your father is an elder and busy," Fang Yu smiled. "Besides, as Martial Artists, we need to pay attention to our diet anyway and can't just eat anything."

"Old Fang."

"We are already Intermediate Martial Artists; our digestive capacity far exceeds what it was before," Wang Mo chuckled. "There's no need to be so strict about what we eat. Delicious food is one of life's great pleasures."

"Mm." Fang Yu smiled without arguing.

"Wang Mo, you should learn from your roommate. An Intermediate Martial Artist already neglecting his diet?" A gentle voice drifted in from outside the courtyard door, approaching from afar.

"Finally here." Wang Mo stood up.

Fang Yu also stood up and walked toward the door to greet them, but immediately felt several gusts of wind as two figures 'floated' down the hallway to the doorway.

Walking in the center was a middle-aged man wearing casual clothes. His face bore an eighty to ninety percent resemblance to Wang Mo, though his eyes were quite deep, and he exuded an air of refined elegance.

Yet his invisible biological magnetic field still caused Fang Yu's heart to tense instinctively.

"What a high life level," Fang Yu thought in secret shock.

As a Martial Artist grows stronger, their Mental Energy increases as well. Combined with high-level martial techniques, their perception of the outside world naturally becomes sharper.

With many Senior Martial Artists, Fang Yu was able to vaguely sense that there was something unusual about them.

"Wang Mo's father is a Senior Martial Artist?" Fang Yu thought. It wasn't overly surprising.

These days, it would be stranger if a super-wealthy tycoon didn't have a high life level.

As long as their wealth reached the hundreds of millions of Star Coins, most would try every possible way to raise their life level.

"And the person behind him?" Fang Yu's gaze drifted involuntarily.

Standing a step behind Wang Mo's father was a bald, middle-aged man wearing an unknown silver-white technological device on his head like a headband. When his gaze fell upon Fang Yu, an invisible Aura surged forth.

"Danger!" The hairs on Fang Yu's arms stood on end.

Goosebumps broke out all over his body.

It was as if he were a little white rabbit being stared down at close range by a ferocious tiger. An impression of extreme danger rushed into his heart, putting Fang Yu instinctively on high alert.

"So strong!"

"He is definitely a terrifying Martial Artist." Fang Yu felt a chill in his heart. Even though he had met quite a few Senior Martial Artists, none had ever projected a sense of threat surpassing this man's.

Of course.

It was also possible that Associate Professor Tang had restrained her Aura when she met him.

"Dad, Uncle Gu," Wang Mo said with a hint of complaint, "you're finally here. Come, let me introduce you. This is my roommate, Fang Yu."

"He secured a direct-admission spot and has reached Micro-level Blade Technique."

"Fang Yu, this is my dad, Chairman Wang XunDao, and this is Uncle Gu," Wang Mo continued introducing. "Uncle Gu is a very powerful Martial Artist and the Minister of the Martial Artist Department at our Shengchuan Group. In his early years, he fought and ventured on Primal Star. Though he is a Senior Martial Artist, he earned the title of Tier 4 Civilization Warrior."

"Among Senior Martial Artists, he is definitely top-tier."