119: Chapter 119 Allies from the Martial Arts World

"A-Chen and I were just discussing work; can you not be so possessive?"

The young woman's tone was filled with impatience.

"And what is with this strange outfit? Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Whatever your quirks are, it has nothing to do with me."

"Restore my account immediately and apologize to me, and I might let this slide."

Lei Wanjun completely ignored the woman's chatter, continuing to recall the memories appearing in his mind, lowering his eyes in deep thought.

"It wasn't simply being pulled into an Otherworld... Although the degree was infinitesimal, I can feel that my Mental Strength has improved slightly."

"My Soul has merged with another weak yet homologous Soul. Those flashing fragments of memory also come from that Soul..."

Lei Wanjun found it somewhat difficult to understand what had happened to him.

The arrival of the alien races stemmed from an inexplicable Otherworld Fusion catastrophe, which caused the alien races living in different worlds to suddenly intersect with the Human Race world.

A part of each Otherworld was cut off and fused with the original world of the Human Race, forming a vast world whose boundaries no one knows.

And with the occurrence of the Otherworld Fusion, an irresistible natural disaster also appeared: the Otherworld Torrent.

It appears randomly at the junctions of Otherworlds, dragging any creature it encounters into an unknown Otherworld.

Lei Wanjun had previously encountered the Otherworld Torrent on the front line of the battlefield and was forced to go to another world.

After more than a decade of life-and-death wandering, he finally found a way to return.

But the feeling of that Otherworld transit when he was swept into the Otherworld Torrent was completely different from this time.

That time, it was ultimately just arriving in another spatial dimension; essentially, it was not much different from entering a large Secret Realm, where neither the culture nor the creatures he encountered were familiar to him.

But this world... according to the subjective perception in his memories, is a Human Race world he is very familiar with.

Only at the time node of the Niewu Era 2061, there is a major difference from the Human Race world in his memories.

"That year was clearly the end of the Third Great War of Ten Thousand Races, but no Son of God had ever appeared, nor were there any Transcendent."

Lei Wanjun compared the memories, his brow furrowed.

"Son of God... I always feel like I've heard a similar title somewhere?"

Although Lei Wanjun looked young on the outside, this was merely the appearance brought about by the surging life force within his body after reaching the Tongxuan Realm.

In reality, like Saint Lu, he was already an old man who had lived for over five hundred years.

As for the title Son of God, he had vaguely heard elders of his clan mention it when he was a boy, but he couldn't remember which ancient book it was in for the moment.

While Lei Wanjun was thinking, the young woman beside him gracefully crossed her hands and slightly raised her chin, deliberately striking a high-and-mighty pose in an attempt to attract his attention.

However, no matter how arrogant her posture was, Lei Wanjun kept his eyes lowered in thought, never even sparing her a glance.

The woman couldn't help but feel a trace of anger. She deliberately drew out her tone and said with a threat in her words:

"It seems I need to reconsider the relationship between us."

But Lei Wanjun still ignored her. The woman, who had long been accustomed to being flattered and appeased by Lei Wanjun, was finally ignited with anger by this complete indifference.

She grabbed the water glass on the table and threw it fiercely at Lei Wanjun's face:

"I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?!"

Just as the water was about to touch Lei Wanjun, fine electric arcs suddenly burst out in the air.

The splashing water droplets made a hissing sound in the electric light, and before they could get close, they were completely ionized, turning into wisps of white mist and dissipating in the air.

Before the woman could react to this incredible scene, Lei Wanjun slowly looked up at this moment.

"You..."

The moment their eyes met, the woman discovered that the gaze of Lei Wanjun before her was as cold as a frozen pool, completely different from the groveling, sycophantic image he usually presented to her.

She wanted to scream for help in terror, but found that every inch of her muscles was stiff as iron.

"Noisy!"

A low rebuke sounded like a thunderclap, and a suffocating mental pressure swept over like a surging tide.

The assistant not far away couldn't even let out a muffled groan before rolling her eyes and collapsing straight to the ground, falling into a coma.

And the woman, who was just inches away from Lei Wanjun, bore the full brunt of the pressure, as if struck by a ten-thousand-pound giant hammer, her whole body trembling violently.

Her eyes rolled back, white foam uncontrollably spilled from the corners of her mouth, and her limbs twitched uncontrollably.

"Hoo, I haven't been this angry in a long time. Is it still being influenced by the memories..."

Lei Wanjun took a deep breath and slowly shook his head.

He had tried his best to control himself from recalling memories related to the woman.

Because it was truly too disgusting, a level of disgust that even he, at his advanced age of five hundred, could not bear.

Especially after learning the thoughts of this world's Lei Wanjun from the memories, it was even more disgusting.

The attitude of this world's Lei Wanjun toward that woman was actually to exhaust all wealth and energy, blindly catering to all her demands, naively thinking that he could exchange endless compromise and humility for true love.

Looking at these memories, Lei Wanjun felt it was completely absurd.

Why act like a dog when you can be a proper human?

If there were more people like this in the Human Race, it would have perished on the very first day the Otherworld Fusion occurred.

The Human Race has been able to survive until now not by begging for mercy, but by countless ancestors building defensive lines with their flesh and blood, winning a chance at survival through fighting against alien races.

Without fists, there is no respect.

However, the Human Race of this world... seems like livestock kept in captivity, completely devoid of backbone and resistance.

"Ridiculous! With such a huge population, if everyone could Cultivate martial arts and everyone was like a Dragon, a true prosperity of the Human Race could definitely be achieved."

Lei Wanjun clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles making a creaking, dull sound.

According to the information in the memories, he was still unable to know the background of the Transcendent in this world.

But with five hundred years of experience, he had witnessed many schemes and deceptions among noble families.

He had vaguely guessed that this group of Transcendent were obviously restricting the development of the Human Race and intentionally eroding the Human Race's backbone.

They must be alien species!

And Martial Artists who master the Dao would definitely be the targets they want to eliminate.

"Since I have come here, that kid who was the primary target of the Otherworld traction must have come here too..."

Lei Wanjun muttered to himself.

"The top priority is to find that kid's location as soon as possible."

Although it is an Otherworld, since he has accepted the task of the Dao Protector, he must carry it through to the end.

In the memories Lei Wanjun obtained, the territory of Dazhou Nation is dozens of times larger than that of Great Xia Kingdom in his memory.

Finding one person is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

If it were in Great Xia Kingdom, he could rely on his abilities as a Martial Dao Profound Saint to conduct a carpet search.

However, this is an Otherworld, so he definitely cannot act so conspicuously.

Fortunately, his identity in this world has certain capabilities, possessing vast financial resources and a complex network of connections.

Although the Lei Wanjun of this world, in order to please the woman, had gradually distributed the group's shares to the woman's relatives and friends, while he himself was almost hollowed out.

But...

Lei Wanjun waved his hand, cutting off the long hair falling over his shoulders at the root.

He slowly stood up straight and took out a formal suit that was neatly hung in the wardrobe to put on.

Combining the memories of this world and his own experience of over five hundred years, he already had a clear plan in his heart.

"I haven't played with political schemes for a long time; let's warm up after such a long time."

Lei Wanjun picked up his phone and began to dial the numbers in his memory one by one.

As for how he subsequently regained the scattered real power of the Lei Group within just two days, and successively eliminated people with messy titles like 'Dragon King', 'Divine Doctor', and 'Asura', cleared out all threats, and pushed the Lei Group to an unprecedented Peak, that is another story.

Until Lei Wanjun discovers Chen Moxuan's location and arrives at G District C City, where the Continental Carnival is being held, his story will come to a temporary pause.