The Divine Martial Stars

A green bud grew out of the surface of the reservoir like a green elf shyly sticking its head out of water. Two tender leaves sprouted, as if they were opening their arms wide to embrace the world. Then, as more tender leaves emerged, the tree grew higher.

In about fifteen minutes, a lush green canopy with a diameter of three meters appeared on the water surface.

"It's really a place of gods' blessings and fortune. The fruit tree is growing so fast. Given this speed, it'll take at most three days for it to be connected to the Garden of Eden."

The winged white man looked very excited.

He had been guarding the reservoir in secret. For the remaining half of the day, he had been quietly watching the fruit tree grow.

Many locals who passed by the reservoir noticed this strange phenomenon.

"Hey, a fairy fruit tree has emerged from the water in the reservoir."

"What kind of tree is it? It's so tall. The Hidden-dragon Bay reservoir is at least 20 meters deep. That fruit tree can grow out of the water surface, so it must be at least 30 meters tall."

"Look! It's still growing."

"Is it really a fairy tree? I can see the speed of its growth."

"I have been observing it. It has grown by more than ten meters since this morning."

More and more curious citizens came to the reservoir to look at the strange fruit tree that was "sprouting uncannily and crazily". The news spread very fast like wildfire. At dusk, there were more than one thousand people gathered around the Hidden-dragon Bay reservoir. All of them were citizens living in the surrounding areas.

In an era of dramatic changes in the world, such a spectacle was very fascinating.

A weird smile crept across the face of the winged white man hiding in the dark.

"Ha-ha. Grow! Grow quickly! Bloom and bear fruits to let the stupid people of Hero Country taste the delicacies from the Garden of Eden. Ha-ha-ha."

The last rays of the morning sun from the distant horizon shone on the water surface, dyeing the blue water red.

In the center of the reservoir, a giant fruit tree looking like a small island spread its branches with lush green leaves and beautiful flowers, which gave off a strange fragrance. All the people on the shore seemed intoxicated when they smelt the strange fragrance.

A gust of wind blew through the air.

Flower petals fell from the fruit tree.

Amidst the swaying twigs and rustling green leaves, round red apples suddenly appeared as if by magic. The fruits looked like red agates embedded in the green canopy and glowed enchantingly under the sunshine. The red apples looked so tempting. It seemed that people could smell their fragrance from the distance.

"Fairy Fruits! Those must be fairy fruits! Let's go pluck some!"

Some people leaped up and tiptoed their way toward the center of the reservoir.

Some rowed their boats or paddled their canoes.

Some directly jumped into the water and swam toward the apple tree.

The red fruits were fatally attractive to the people who were on the bank. Everyone desperately wanted to take a bite of the red fruit at all costs, as if they had gone mad.

More and more people jumped into the water and swam toward the fruit tree.

Finally, someone reached the fruit tree and plucked the first red apple.

It was a practitioner who was good at Lightness Skill and skimmed over the water to the fruit tree like a dragonfly.

He couldn't wait to get a taste of the apple. The sweet juice gushed into his mouth as he bit into the apple. "Ah, it's so delicious. This is the best apple I've ever eaten in my life."

As he exclaimed, the remaining fruit in his hand suddenly turned into a wisp of red mist and entered his body.

Then, his eyes suddenly became dull.

…

Blood oozed from Wang Shiwu's left shoulder.

He covered the gaping wound in his left shoulder with his hand as he ran for his life.

The white man, who should have died more than ten times, chased after Wang Shiwu like a cat chasing a mouse, with a mocking look on his deathly pale face.

The pursuit had lasted for more than half a day.

Wang Shiwu knew that he was facing the greatest danger ever.

"Is he really a god?"

Wang Shiwu had killed all those white men during the battle in the morning, but one of them was always able to come back to life, as if he could never be killed. In the end, the white man became even stronger. He directly broke Wang Shiwu's long sword with his bare hands and injured the latter.

The cat and mouse game was repeated several times. Wang Shiwu felt that he would die for sure, but he didn't expect that the white man would let him go instead of killing him directly. It seemed that the white man did that for a purpose.

Wang Shiwu did not run home.

He was afraid of getting his family into trouble.

So far, Wang Shiwu learned that the white man was hellbent on killing Li Mu's relatives and friends to vent his anger because he hated Li Mu but had no way to kill Li Mu.

"What should I do?"

Numerous thoughts flashed through Wang Shiwu's mind.

By this time, Wang Shiwu already knew why the white man chased him like a cat chasing a mouse because the latter wanted to force him to seek help from his friends and lure all of Li Mu's relatives out. In this way, the white man could kill them one by one.

The white man did have the ability to do so.

Wang Shiwu had fought with the white man. He was sure that the white man had very terrifying powers that were comparable to that of a god and was far beyond his understanding of power… The white man was a formidable enemy.

For this reason, he did not ask his wife Su Yutong, Wang Sichao or others for help.

He had tried several times to throw off the formidable white man relying on his familiarity with the roads and using the secret skills he learned from Li Mu, but he failed.

"Tsk. tsk, tsk. You're really a kind person. Why don't you seek help from your friends now?"

The white man walked in a very strange way like a marionette, but he spoke the local language fluently. He kept mocking and provoking Wang Shiwu.

"Sword Intent!"

"Astral Sword!"

"Sword of Wind."

Wang Shiwu performed his sword skills continuously.

However, the strange white man fended off all of his attacks.

"Ha-ha, are those the combat skills that Li Mu taught you? He's trashy. No wonder he doesn't dare to face me." The white man easily saw through Wang Shiwu's secret sword skills and warded off the attacks.

"He-he, you say that Li Mu is trashy, but you are trashier…"

"You'd better stop struggling. Your power is not even comparable to a speck of dust in my eyes. If you don't ask your friends to help you now, I will have no choice but to kill you."

The strange white man took action casually to attack Wang Shiwu continuously.

"Last ten minutes! If no one appears to save you in ten minutes, I will let you wait in hell for your wife and daughter."

The strange white man gradually lost his patience with the game he played.

Wang Shiwu did not respond. He was still trying to escape while fighting back.

Two figures were moving very fast like phantoms in the mountains and hills in the suburbs of Baoji City.

Wang Shiwu was one of the super-class practitioners in the domestic cultivation circles. Unfortunately, his opponent was terrifyingly powerful and was not any ordinary practitioner. He was at a disadvantage. The injuries on his body continuously increased, and his clothes were dyed with blood. He was running out of strength.

"Well, in this case, you can go to hell now."

The strange white man lost his patience.

A beam of red light with destructive power shot out from his forehead.

Wang Shiwu felt as if all the Qi in his body was locked. He was unable to avoid the attack or move at all. He closed his eyes, waiting for death.

"Yutong, let's be husband and wife in the next life. Take good care of our child… Hurry up and run for your life with our parents. Don't get spotted." With the last bit of his strength, he sent a message to his wife, Su Yutong, using his secret communication skill.

He knew that if he sent the message earlier, his wife would definitely rush over here regardless of the consequences, but her efforts would be futile and she would end up dead as well. After all, the mysterious white man was so powerful. Moreover, it was obvious that the white man was after his whole family this time.

At the same time, the red light with destructive power enveloped Su Yutong.

Bang!

Old Zhang threw a punch, which sent his opponent flying hundreds of meters away. The terrifying wind produced by the punch broke numerous trees into pieces and created a gully about three to four meters wide and one hundred meters long in the ground. The dense forest in front of him was almost destroyed, as if it were bombarded by the cannons of fighter aircrafts.

More than ten martial arts practitioners who came to Randengsi Village to stir up trouble were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Er… Are all the old men in this village so tough?"

"The wind produced by his punch is so powerful… His body is like that of a saint and the flow of his Qi and blood is like the sea. How did he do that?"

"I've heard that there are tens of old men like him in this village."

The martial arts practitioners from other places were a little confused.

There were no such muscular old men who resembled King Kong anywhere else. The old man was very good at defending, relying on his physical strength and skills, and his close combat skills were superb. He fought in a bold and overwhelming manner. The exquisite moves and mysterious skills of those martial arts practitioners were simply useless in front of this King Kong-like old man, whose Qi and blood flowed like the sea and was even more energetic than young men in their twenties. He used his sheer physical strength to overcome their skills and solved all the problems with only one punch.

That was a dominant way of fighting.

Those martial arts practitioners' tests failed completely.

They were not here to test the old men, but to test the person who lived in Randeng Temple.

"Get lost." Old Zhang put his hands on his hips. There was a tobacco pipe inserted into the collar behind his neck. He bellowed, "As Master Li said, you shouldn't come here and make fools of yourselves with your cheap tricks. If you come here again, you're going to die."

Finally, those martial arts practitioners fled in panic, having been thoroughly intimidated by the tough old men of Randeng Temple.

"Damn it. There have been more people messing around recently. They all envy our village. We have to fight several groups back every day. It's so f*cking annoying."

"We can take the opportunity to practice boxing. Ha-ha, when I fought against the invaders from the Eastern Island back then, I didn't feel tired at all after fighting several battles a day. Ha-ha, the veterans are about to return to their former glory… I can eat an ox in one meal."

"Master Li said that there would be more and more people coming here to make trouble. That's why he asked us to be on guard."

"In my opinion, if they dare to come here again, we shouldn't waste our time talking to them, and we should kill them directly. Anyway, they are not good people."

"Old Wang, you are really bloodthirsty."

"Hey, do you think Li Mu will really come back? Master Li said that he would definitely show up in three days."

"It'll be good if he can come back. The villagers miss him very much."

The old men squatted on the earthen ridges by the roadside, puffing on their tobacco pipes and blowing smoke rings while chatting.

Perhaps the people in the outside world didn't know that the old men in this small village had become incredibly powerful after the old faker had trained them for less than half a year. A group of veterans was going to work a miracle that would shock the entire world.