544: Okay, go ahead, my classmates and I are ready to dance.

Yunwu Mountain.

A group of tourists, with a bit of reluctance, paid the money for the activity and boarded the cable car.

Thinking that they would soon see the unique wingsuit flying event at the Yunwu Mountain scenic area from the mountain peak, the reluctance on their faces was replaced by a hint of anticipation.

...

Tens of minutes later.

The tourists all arrived at the mountain peak.

In front of them, there was a jumping platform specifically built for wingsuit pilots!

"Ah, this mountain is only this high; we climbed up in just a few steps. When we go down later, will the height be too low?"

It was at this moment, from the corner of the stairs where almost no one walked, that the familiar words of that White-Haired Old Man emerged.

Several tourists immediately looked sideways.

They saw that in the misty water vapor, those Old Man they had just seen below were actually coming up!

How long had it been?

Didn't the tour guide say that only one in ten people could reach the peak, and reaching the summit in an hour was a pipe dream? Plus, these people were all so old; shouldn't there be no possibility of reaching the peak at all?

"These Old Man can climb the mountain within an hour, and we wasted so much money on the cable car?"

Someone in the crowd said to the tour guide, who was also in a state of shock, with dissatisfaction.

"We've reached the mountain peak. What should we do next?"

The gazes of these White-Haired Old Man looked towards the two people at the front of the group. These two people were Hong Fu and Xiao Dahe.

They were also members of the Sword Cultivation Department, designated as the Leader and Vice Leader of the Sword Cultivation Department by the Principal.

"I'll make a telephone call and ask the Principal."

Half a minute later, the call ended.

Xiao Dahe looked at the cliff below with some trepidation, then turned to these Students in front of him and said, "The Principal wants us to put on wingsuits and jump directly."

"We still have to jump?"

Hong Fu, who was next to him, swallowed.

Although he had broken through to Qi Cultivation Level 1, jumping directly from this height seemed to have no difference from what an ordinary person would face!

"We've never practiced. If we jump down, won't we be scattered everywhere?"

Among the Students, someone hesitated.

"I'll make a telephone call and ask my grandson!"

It was also at this moment, among these White-Haired Old Man from the Sword Cultivation Department, a spirited Black-Haired Old Man took out his telephone: "My grandson is a professional wingsuit pilot. Not many people in the whole World learn this."

"That's great! If we ask him clearly, we'll know how to operate when we jump down later!"

Xiao Dahe's eyes lit up and he said.

...

My name is Xuan Qi, and I am a professional high-altitude wingsuit pilot.

Wingsuit flying is divided into high altitude and low altitude. Although they differ by one word, the danger level differs by several times!

Today, I plan to attempt low-altitude flying, which I have never touched before.

That A Man told me that Beast Generals will invade the World in four years, and we members who have joined the Wei Shi Alliance must do everything possible to break through our limits and activate our innate abilities!

Therefore, at this moment, I plan to use this extremely dangerous low-altitude wingsuit flying to push myself to my limit and force out my innate ability!

On the summit of Yunwu Mountain, Xuan Qi was making the final preparations.

He could hear the discussions and excitement of the tourists nearby, but these trivial matters had no impact on him whatsoever.

In his eyes, there were only the layered mountains and clouds below.

Low-altitude flying was the most likely way he could think of at this moment to push his limits and activate his innate ability!

However, this attempt... was very likely to result in an accident.

The death rate for wingsuit flying is as high as 30%, and for low-altitude flying, the death rate is even more terrifying!

Standing on the jumping platform, Xuan Qi paused for a moment and looked at the telephone placed to the side.

At the last moment, let's say goodbye to the family.

It's better to be prepared for the worst, so as not to even leave a last message.

"Ding-a-ling ~"

But at this moment, the telephone that Xuan Qi had placed to the side rang automatically.

Looking at the vibrating and ringing telephone, Xuan Qi reached out and picked it up.

It was Grandpa calling.

When he was a child, Grandpa spoiled him in every way. Even when he first learned to ride a bicycle, it was Grandpa who held the back and taught him step by step.

A warm current surged in his heart, and Xuan Qi answered the telephone.

"Hello? Xiao Qi! What are you doing now?"

In the telephone, the crisp voice of the White-Haired Old Man emerged.

"Haha, I'm working."

Xuan Qi showed a smile and said, "Grandpa, you haven't called in a long time."

"I called?"

On the other side of Yunwu Mountain, the Old man stood among his Students and frowned, "Shouldn't you, this young person, call me? You, this grandson, still need me to call you?"

"Hahaha..."

In the telephone, the grandson also felt a sense of joy in his heart when he heard Grandpa's anxious voice.

"Grandpa, is there something you called about?"

"There is something."

The White-Haired Old Man slowly nodded, and then looked at the Students around him and said, "I want to ask, how do you fly that wingsuit?"

"Wingsuit flying? Grandpa, why are you asking about this?"

Xuan Qi was slightly confused.

"I want to learn this thing."

The Old Man's words emerged again.

Hearing this, Xuan Qi was first stunned, and then scratched his ear: "Grandpa, what did you say?"

"I said, I want to learn your wingsuit flying."

The Old Man's repeated and clear words finally made Xuan Qi understand.

And after understanding, he shook his head speechlessly: "Grandpa, don't think about it. This sport is too dangerous. To get a professional pilot certification, you first need to attempt hundreds of high-altitude skydives, master the feeling of weightlessness, and get a professional skydiving license."

"You are already so old, please don't get involved in this kind of sport."

Xuan Qi said seriously.

"You still need to get a skydiving license? So much trouble? What should I do if I want to jump now?"

"You want to jump now?!"

Hearing this, Xuan Qi's heart skipped a beat: "Grandpa, don't scare me. You haven't received any training at all. Jumping directly is like jumping off a cliff!"

"What do you mean jumping off a cliff to commit suicide? I am feeling the wind to lay the foundation for flying with a sword later. This is called cultivation!"

Grandpa Xuan Hu corrected him, displeased.

Hearing this, Xuan Qi's eyebrows were always furrowed.

"How about this, Grandpa, if you really want to learn, wait for your grandson to come find you in a couple of days and explain the dangers and various pros and cons of this sport to you, and then you can decide whether or not to learn, okay?"

"In a couple of days? I have to jump now, otherwise I won't make it back for dinner in the cafeteria."

The Old Master emphasized the requirement to jump now again.

"I... you..."

Xuan Qi's words of cursing were stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say them for a long time.

The person on the telephone was his Grandpa, so he definitely couldn't curse.

"Wait a minute, Grandpa."

Xuan Qi thought of something and hung up the telephone.

Then, he called his parents.

"Hello? Xiao Qi, what's wrong?"

In the telephone, Mother's voice emerged.

"Mom, I want to ask, is Grandpa with you now?"

Xuan Qi was calling now just to figure out if the Old Man was joking with him.

"Your Grandpa? He's not here. He went to the nursing home a month ago. We call your Grandpa every few days. His health is very good."

"Nursing home?"

Hearing this, Xuan Qi breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Since he was in a nursing home, there must be caregivers looking after him.

With someone supervising him, it was enough to show that everything his Grandpa said about wanting to fly and jump off a cliff now was a lie.

Thinking this through, Xuan Qi felt much more relaxed.

He dialed Grandpa's telephone number again.

Seeing that the Old Man was still very interested and kept asking him about the essentials and methods of wingsuit flying, Xuan Qi explained clearly without hesitation at this moment.

Anyway, Grandpa was in a nursing home.

His explanation now was just to satisfy Grandpa's interest.

Thinking this, Xuan Qi had no burden.

"Okay, I've written it down."

Xuan Hu nodded seriously: "So there are so many intricacies in this. My grandson is truly a university student!"

"Alright, you go back to your work. My classmates and I are getting ready to jump."

In the telephone, Xuan Hu said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Xuan Qi's eye corner, for some reason, started twitching.

"Grandpa, is it real or fake? Are you really going to try flying? Are you in a nursing home right now?"

Xuan Qi asked with some uncertainty.

"Nursing home? When did I ever go to a nursing home?"

Xuan Hu said, and then continued, "Of course I'm going to start flying now. Didn't I tell you several times?"

Hearing this, Xuan Qi's eye corner twitched even more violently.

He quickly made a video call.

The telephone was answered immediately.

And in the picture, it was clearly a mountain peak shrouded in white misty clouds.

"Hey, grandson, look, this is my classmate, and this is the Class Monitor and Vice Class Monitor of our Sword Cultivation class."

Seeing a person's image on the telephone, Xuan Hu greeted him.

And then, he even pointed the camera at the cliff below his feet.

"Did you see it? This is where we're going to jump later. Originally, we were a bit scared, but after listening to your professional explanation, I think you were absolutely right! Now I'm even a little impatient!"

"Yes, I'll be the first to jump later. Don't compete with me!"

In the crowd, an Old man said excitedly and enthusiastically.

And after these words came out, Xuan Qi could even see the Old man in the picture already putting on their wingsuits!

"Grandpa!"

After witnessing the scene in front of him, Xuan Qi's face suddenly turned pale.

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PS: Normally, three chapters of six thousand words are updated daily. Today, two chapters of five thousand words, I owe you one thousand words. It is highly probable that two chapters of five thousand words will also be updated tomorrow. I will save up some drafts for you and will pay it back.

Also: Happy Labor Day