30: Chapter 30 The Madman Society Song Xin

"Immortal Magic?"

Chen Moxuan was greatly shocked. Having experienced Rebirth from Blue Star to this world in his past life, he was all too familiar with the three characters 'Cultivator'.

Those Xianxia novels he had read in the past now flashed through his mind one by one like a revolving lantern.

If Immortal Magic could also be analyzed by [ All-Things Calculation ]...

Not noticing Chen Moxuan's shock, the young girl continued to answer his previous question.

"Finally, regarding why I used my Special Ability on you... it's purely because I, big sister, appreciate you."

"These days, ordinary people who dare to openly provoke a Transcendent, or even a Transcendent affiliated with the Hero Association, are a rare species."

"Using my Special Ability was purely to save your life; it would be even better if a reliable combat force could emerge."

As she spoke, she stretched, as if she were a little tired from standing for too long.

"I've answered so many of your questions, it's time you answered mine."

The girl changed the subject, her gaze fixed directly on Chen Moxuan.

"What kind of ability did you obtain in the other world?"

Chen Moxuan answered seriously, "Rather than an ability, it would be better to call it knowledge."

"I obtained knowledge related to Martial Arts that has been erased from this world."

"Martial Arts?" The girl's shoulders trembled slightly, but since her back was turned, her expression was unclear.

"Are you talking about the Martial Arts practiced by Martial Artists in the Niewu Era?"

"That's right... By the way, you can turn around now."

Having talked to this extent, he would no longer confuse the person before him—who had the appearance of a cold and aloof young girl but liked to call herself 'big sister'—with Lin Muhan from his memories.

The girl slowly turned around, and what came into view was Chen Moxuan's serious expression.

Somehow, she could no longer hold back and burst into laughter:

"Hahahaha, Martial Arts! No, you're killing me."

"This won't do, Fang Bai, your prediction failed again this time."

The girl finally managed to compose herself, and upon seeing Chen Moxuan's displeased expression, she waved her hand and said:

"Sorry, you might not know, but Fang Bai is another member of our organization."

"His prediction said that at this time, I could find the most capable combatant in the organization here. Everyone else here is dead, so I thought if that person really existed, it could only be you, who survived and obtained an Otherworld ability after my intervention."

As she finished speaking, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up again: "Who would have thought, it's actually Martial Arts... Hahahaha, completely useless."

"How is Martial Arts useless?" Chen Moxuan frowned.

Chen Moxuan naturally wanted to defend Martial Arts, which had given him physical fitness beyond that of an ordinary person and allowed him to wield his Special Ability.

For some reason, people in this world seemed to reject the Martial Arts of the Niewu Era; whether in textbooks or various news media, they were all demeaning Martial Arts and downplaying its existence.

In his knowledge derived from the Martial Arts World, Martial Arts cultivated to an extremely high Realm could move mountains and split seas, and with a wave of one's hand, cause tectonic plates to shift.

"Not only is Martial Arts useless, but my Immortal Magic is also useless."

The girl sighed helplessly, a bitter smile appearing on her face.

"My 'useless' is relative. If you only have that level of strength after traveling back, then in the eyes of those Transcendents at the Hero Association, it's not worth mentioning at all and poses absolutely no threat."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gestured casually in the air:

"The greatest boost my Special Ability [ Otherworld Walker ] can provide is the Soul Fusion and body overlay during the first traversal. At that moment, you can instantly possess the strongest physical body of 'you' from another world and the Soul Power of both worlds."

"But subsequent traversals only extend a few days past the point in time when you returned from the world you last traversed."

"So, you either obtain super strength right from the first traversal, or the strength you obtain can rapidly improve after returning."

"But unfortunately, whether it's my Immortal Magic or your Martial Arts, neither can make you stronger quickly."

She looked Chen Moxuan up and down and said bluntly:

"And in my opinion, your current strength is far inferior to even a combat-type C-Rank Transcendent."

Chen Moxuan remained silent, agreeing with the girl's statement deep down.

Before witnessing Wan Chaoren with his own eyes, he had never seen the strength of other Transcendents, though he knew a thing or two about their power from daily news reports.

A combat-type C-Rank Transcendent possessed the destructive power to casually destroy a building.

As for A-Rank Transcendents like Wan Chaoren, they could flatten dozens of kilometers of the surrounding area within minutes.

Judging solely by destructive power, Chen Moxuan secretly mused that A-Rank Transcendents had already surpassed the Tiangang Realm Martial Artists he had seen with his own eyes.

In his understanding, perhaps only a Martial Arts Grandmaster in the Spirit Ascension Realm would have the strength to contend with them.

Yet in the Great Xia Kingdom of the Martial Arts World, there were only fifty-some recorded Martial Arts Grandmasters.

In contrast, the G District Hero Association branch where he currently was had nearly sixty A-Rank Transcendents like Wan Chaoren.

And in the Dazhou Nation, there were over a hundred urban divisions similar to G District.

Not to mention that above A-Rank, there were even more Heaven-Defying S-Class Transcendents, whose Special Abilities were completely unreasonable and powerful beyond imagination.

It was precisely by relying on this massive number of Transcendents with exaggerated combat power that the Dazhou Nation was able to suppress thousands of alien races, forcing them to hide in the Alien Wasteland and not dare to set foot in the Human Race's territory.

However, from the girl's words, he heard some key information that he cared about.

"You said I can traverse back to the previous world again?"

"Of course, my Special Ability isn't a one-time consumable." The girl nodded with a light laugh, her hair swaying slightly.

"But you can't right now; your time is already in debt. You must stay in this world for a certain number of days to pay off the debt."

"It's like a balance scale; if you replace the weights with time, the time you spend in both worlds needs to be the same length to maintain equilibrium."

Chen Moxuan's expression sank, "So that means if I want to go back there, I have to wait at least three days?"

"Strange, does the world over there have such a great attraction for you?" The girl tilted her head slightly, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

"But it's a pity, you belong to this world after all."

Just then, the whistling sound of rotor blades rotating came from afar, drawing closer.

In the distant sky, a helicopter was rapidly approaching.

"Although I'm curious about how the 'Human Race' in your world managed to survive against those perverted alien races by relying on Martial Arts... but time is up."

She took light steps and walked slowly toward the edge of the broken wall; one more step forward, and she would fall.

"Wait! Who are you? What is your organization?" Chen Moxuan shouted hurriedly.

The girl turned around slowly, her gaze fixed directly on Chen Moxuan: "Madman Society, Song Xin."

After speaking, the girl spread her arms wide, as if to embrace the entire world.

In an instant, her body began to shimmer with a brilliant, flowing light starting from her right side.

The girl leaned back slowly, and as a strong wind blew, her body turned into specks of starlight and dissipated with the wind.

Leaving behind only one sentence that echoed continuously in the empty room: "Whatever the people from the Hero Association do afterward, do not resist; we will meet again before long."