When demons attack human cities, humans never hold back.

Whenever they find the opportunity, they infiltrate Demon Purgatory to retaliate against the demons there, engaging in counterattacks.

It's not equivalent; it's hundredfold, thousandfold vengeance.

However, the environment of Demon Purgatory is so harsh that ordinary Qi Blood Realm individuals rarely survive.

Usually, it's Innate Masters who come and go swiftly.

Zhou Leng has long wanted to lead a counterattack.

Wang Boxiong said, "Before that, why don't you preside over the Ancient River Initiation Ceremony and recruit disciples? At the same time, improve your martial arts, like the killing move of Overlapping Waves Palm, try to enhance it another level."

Huang Jingqiu mused, "Your palm technique seems to reach the mastery level of Divine Communication, even I can't achieve that now."

Wang Boxiong suggested, "Then why don't you two spar a little?"

Zhou Leng thought to himself, this is perfect.

If it's a True Liquid Innate, it's no use; just like that masked person, even if they unleash their full power, they can't withstand three of his palms.

Huang Jingqiu is a Blood Shocking Innate, one small realm higher than True Liquid Innate, and although he does not possess the Odd Body, his realm is higher.

No worry about accidentally killing him.

"Please, Chief Instructor Huang, give me some guidance," Zhou Leng courteously clasped his hands in salute.

Huang Jingqiu stared at Zhou Leng, his eyes twitching slightly.

Replace him casually with a newly Innate; Huang Jingqiu would absolutely make the opponent eat dust, teaching them what respect for a senior means.

But Zhou Leng's Giant Body is equivalent to an elevated small realm, coupled with the Ancient River's legacy; an ordinary Blood Shocking Innate might be beaten to death by him.

A little genius and a genius are not the same concept; a genius and a great genius are also not the same concept.

Zhou Leng is a typical great genius.

For a great genius, fighting beyond one's level is commonplace.

Being the Chief Instructor of a Martial Arts Hall, losing to a freshman is something to regret living in Ruda after.

Huang Jingqiu tapped his demonized watch, striding out swiftly.

"Call me for an urgent matter, huh? All right, mm-hmm... it really is pressing, I'll be on my way... Hall Master, Zhou Leng, I'm leaving, got an emergency task." Huang Jingqiu waved his hand toward the two, taking long strides to leave.

Zhou Leng looked at Wang Boxiong with helplessness.

"Why don't you and I give it a try?" Wang Boxiong gently shook his neck, causing his bones to crack.

He's a Grandmaster and possesses the Body of Wonders.

Zhou Leng placed the demonized watch by his ear, and walked briskly out.

"Hey, Feng Wenhao, did you have something for me? All right, I'm on my way... Hall Master, my friend's got something big, I'm off now, chat later..."

Wang Boxiong watched Zhou Leng, full of regret.

Missed a perfect chance.

You need to discipline the youngsters early; at this rate of growth, in less than ten years, he wouldn't be a match for them.

Wang Boxiong stood where he was, reminiscing about the experiences of knowing Zhou Leng.

"Innate now, the time is right."

Wang Boxiong dialed a call.

Mentor, Zhu Shiji.

"Teacher, it's me, Wang Boxiong."

"Mm, heard you got promoted to Grandmaster, I've been a bit busy, congrats now."

"Where are you fishing? Did you catch something big today?"

"Haha, caught the big one today, not to brag, but my fishing skills... cough, cough... I'm cultivating by the river, and incidentally fishing; funny thing is, as soon as I finish cultivating, the fish bite."

Wang Boxiong said, "Teacher, when you were at the peak of the Vitality Stage, could you fight more than a thousand students in Vitality Stage and Body Refining Stage from the Western Martial Arts Academy on your own?"

"Not bragging, could handle two thousand. Back in the days, during my Vitality Stage's Innate Battle Path, I fought across Jinjing, breezing through the entire city."

"I seem to recall you got stopped halfway by Senior Chen Shaohuang?"

"Stop mentioning him, bad luck."

"During your Vitality Stage, could you, with eighty percent of your power, severely injure a True Liquid Innate with one palm?"

"Not bragging..."

Wang Boxiong interrupted directly, "During your Vitality Stage, did you achieve Six Divine Arts, Twelve Pills Protection Realm?"

"Not... hmm? Who?" The voice on the other side suddenly shifted from casual joking to seriousness.

"Certainly your last apprentice, Zhou Leng, my junior brother."

"Stop accusing me; I no longer take on apprentices. Those few you introduced over the years, I disliked even as registered disciples."

"He's the eldest senior brother of Ancient River Sect. If you want to learn Ancient River Sect Technique now, there are only two ways: either bow to him as your senior brother, study humbly, or take him as an apprentice and learn under the guise of instructing a disciple."

"Want me to bow to a young brat? Wang Boxiong, have you lost your mind, daring to say such things to your teacher?"

Wang Boxiong said, "I've already bowed to him as the senior brother. Next, all Grandmasters will have to bow, possibly even Senior Chen Shaohuang might bow. If you don't accept this last disciple, I'll let Senior Chen Shaohuang take him. Senior Chen has been quite keen on me, often privately trying to tempt me to change and take him as my mentor."

There was a long silence from the other side.

Zhu Shiji said, "Hmm... so if I take him as a disciple, that old geezer Chen Shaohuang would have to call me Uncle Master if he sees me?"

"Technically, that's accurate."

"What's his name? Let me check, taking the last disciple requires caution."

"Zhou Leng, much information out there is inaccurate. You won't find accurate information."

"I don't have enough clearance?"

"Of course."

"Oh, on a protection list? Quite intriguing. Hold on."

Wang Boxiong waited quietly.

"Been hit by Spirit Poison Light?"

"I've mentioned, outside news isn't accurate."

"Gossips are more precise than you." Zhu Shiji sneered.

Wang Boxiong did not answer.

"Hmm? Ma Xingkong's nephew? No wonder. I've taken in so many disciples, and you're the only one who constantly betrays me. Every time you contact me, there's never any good news."

"His Four Wonders Body is almost complete."

"Since I met you, you've been able to make up any nonsense. No man in the world can beat your deceitful mouth."

"You should call Commander Chen Changyi and ask him how he evaluates Zhou Leng."

"Wait a minute, although Xiaochen's skills are lacking, his heart is not as dirty as yours."

Zhu Shiji hung up the phone.

Not long after, Zhu Shiji called back.

"You wouldn't team up with Chen Changyi to deceive me, would you?"

"Regarding the Guhe Research Institute matter, I don't believe you don't know."

"Hmm, it's a big deal. I also want to check it out, but I'm too busy and haven't had the chance."

Wang Boxiong said slowly, "With Zhou Leng's help, Song Juesi has already advanced to Innate."

"Xiaosong advanced to Innate?"

"If there are no surprises, at most ten years, he will advance to Martial Saint."

"Heh, Xiaosong is fine, but advancing to Martial Saint in ten years, do you think reaching this point was so easy for us old guys?"

"Anyway, during the No True Qi battles, all the Grandmaster Special Envoys are no match for Elder Song, including me."

"Hmm... I'll think about it."

"No need to think, I've taken care of it for you."

"You brat, can't you scam a bit less..."

Wang Boxiong hung up the phone.

Then, in Martial Faith, Zhu Shiji sent a long string of voice messages.

Wang Boxiong didn't click on any of them.

He sent a message to Zhou Leng.

"From now on, you're the last disciple of Martial Saint Zhu Shiji, and my junior. Wait a bit for the teacher to cool down, buy some nice cigarettes and wine, and I'll take you to become his disciple. Remember to prepare a gift after the ceremony, he has a lot of good stuff."

Zhou Leng saw the message, full of question marks.

"Hall Master, isn't this a bit too sudden? I've only seen Elder Zhu on TV and online."

"Not sudden, find a backer sooner, in case anything happens, your senior brothers, sisters, and master will have an excuse to step in. I'll inform the other disciples, and after the ceremony, I'll get you into the Zhu Family's army group."

"Can't I think about it?"

"I've thought it all over for you two." Wang Boxiong said.

Zhou Leng was helpless, recalling the Hall Master's nickname.

Wang Huaixiong.

Now he said this, sealing all routes of retreat.

If he refused, it would be equivalent to offending the entire lineage of Zhu Shiji.

However, he really did need a teacher among the Martial Artists.

Initially intending for Elder Song, he would teach him the Ancient River Technique, while he taught him other martial arts, mutually becoming teacher and student.

Now having an additional Martial Saint mentor isn't so bad.

"Thank you, senior brother." Zhou Leng knew Wang Boxiong meant well for him.

If his uncle had a Martial Saint mentor back then, he wouldn't have ended up like that.

Moreover, not every Martial Saint was suitable for him.

Those who established Martial Clans, he didn't want to choose.

He had seen some videos before, including Martial Saint rankings and stories. Zhu Shiji was a Martial Saint with low emotional intelligence, focused on martial arts, not attached to worldly wealth or power.

Furthermore, Zhu Shiji was from a civilian background, so many of his statements sided with the common people.

Occasionally he would express opinions, criticizing some Martial Clan races for exploiting civilian Martial Artists.

Zhu Shiji hadn't established a Martial Clan; he was a relatively free Martial Saint, aside from having his Pioneer Company support his cultivation, he hadn't developed a large family power.

Instead, he often used his own money to subsidize disciples.

It was said he once fought a Demigod demon, risking serious injury to kill the Demigod, and hasn't been seen much in recent years.

Not sure if he has recovered.

Zhu Shiji is a low-profile Martial Saint with a good reputation, neither he nor his family has been in any big scandals.

Unlike the Zhao Family, when Saint Zhao frequently appeared, the family's atmosphere was decent.

But in the past decade, the Zhao Family has interfered extensively in various industries, causing widespread anger, with many scandals circulating in Dragon Country.

Leading many to believe that while Saint Zhao succeeded in martial arts, he failed in teaching his children properly.

Zhou Leng walked through the Ruda campus, looking up, the world was bright and clear.

Insects walked under the trees, feathers fell between the pines, the wind caressed his face, and sounds echoed near and far.

With an Innate body, what he saw and felt was incredibly detailed.

Zhou Leng contacted Xue Chengsong, obtaining the addresses and phone numbers of Guo Xiaohao and Liu Teng's families.

Last year, when he first entered Shuizhou Demon City, Xue Chengsong's father, Xue Tongming, arranged for two Martial Artists to follow and protect him.

They were ambushed by demons; Guo Xiaohao shouted a warning before dying, killed by a demon.

Zhou Leng always remembered but hadn't acted because he hadn't advanced to Innate.

The first thing after advancing to Innate was to visit the homes of the two, giving each of their children three Replenishing Essence Pills.

Fulfilling a wish from back then.

At Xue Chengsong's home, father and son were having dinner.

"Dad, guess what Zhou Leng asked me for today?"

"What?"

"The addresses and contact information of Guo Xiaohao and Liu Teng."

"Hmm." Xue Tongming was stunned for a moment.

"I called the widows of the two, Zhou Leng gave each of their children three Replenishing Essence Pills." Xue Chengsong said.

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