The Windfall Martial God System

1In the next few days, Ji Wuyan gradually understood his current position.     1

    

Cloud Continent, outer region of the Forbidden Forest.    

    

The people in front of him were a member of the Iron Eagle Mercenary Group. The middle-aged man was the leader of the Iron Eagle Mercenary Group, a Third Layer of Supernatural Stage warrior. Everyone liked to call him Uncle Yan.    

    

The Iron Eagle Mercenary Group wasn't very large. There were only a dozen or so people in total. However, what surprised Ji Wuyan was that these young men were all Prominent Sage Stage warriors. They didn't look very old, only around 20 years old.    

    

To have such achievements in their twenties, even in his previous world, they were definitely geniuses among geniuses.    

    

However, according to these people, many of the people living at the bottom of the society were of the same generation as him, and their cultivation and strength far surpassed theirs.    

    

"Wuji, tell me about you. How did you get injured?" Chen Qi looked at Ji Wuyan and asked.    

    

Yan Wuji was the one who had an idea when they were asking for his name. Initially, he was referring to Yan Wuji, but they mistakenly thought that his surname was also Yan.    

    

He might as well not correct them.    

    

"Humph, how could he be injured? He must have offended someone. Judging from the situation of this kid, I don't think he is a good person. Otherwise, how could he have broken all the bones in his body? "    

    

Beside him, there was a youth with arms crossed over his chest. His expression was unkind as he stared at him. His eyes were full of coldness.    

    

This fellow was called Fong Liang. Currently, in the Iron Eagle Mercenary Group, he was the one with the highest cultivation. He was a Ninth Layer of Prominent Sage Stage, and he had a proud and arrogant personality. Sometimes, even Yan Ping could not control him.    

    

He had always thought that the reason Ji Wuyan had suffered such a serious injury was because of him. In these few days, it was very likely that ___ had offended some powerful figure. Every day, he would run over to Yan Ping and discuss with him, asking him to get rid of this burden immediately. He didn't want to get himself into trouble.    

    

However, Yan Ping didn't think so.    

    

With his many years of experience, he could easily tell that Ji Wuyan was only at the Prominent Sage Stage. Furthermore, the clothes he wore at that time were nothing special. Even if he offended someone, he would at most be the same as him. It was just a Supernatural Stage cultivation base. Otherwise, if he met a Dharmakaya Stage... How could he possibly return the favor?    

    

Of course, there was another more important reason. He had taken a fancy to Ji Wuyan's talent.    

    

Currently, Ji Wuyan seemed to be no more than twenty years old, and his cultivation base was already at the Eighth Layer of Prominent Sage Stage. Even in his Iron Eagle Mercenary Group, he was considered to be at the top. So, if the other party had an innocent background and had nowhere to go... He did not mind accepting such an extremely talented genius.    

    

"Fong Liang, what are you talking about?" Chen Qi said angrily.    

    

In the entire Iron Eagle mercenary group, he was the only one who dared to compete with Fong Liang. He had the strength to do so. After all, his cultivation base was at the Eighth Layer of Prominent Sage Stage. Compared to Fong Liang, he was only slightly weaker.    

    

Although they were in the same group, his opponent had an unruly and unruly character. They had always been at odds with each other, and had been quarreling with each other. They had never stopped. If it wasn't for Yan Ping suppressing them... They would have started fighting a long time ago.    

    

"Hmph, it's just the truth. Why? Don't tell me you won't allow others to tell the truth? "    

    

Fong Liang sneered, his lips curled into a disdainful smile. Not only was Chen Qi's cultivation base slightly weaker than his, even his strength was weaker than his. He simply didn't think highly of Chen Qi.    

    

"Alright, one less word from each of you."    

    

At this moment, Yan Ping walked over.    

    

"Uncle Yan, you're here. Just in time. I have something to tell you."    

    

When Fong Liang saw Yan Ping, he immediately walked forward and pointed at Ji Wuyan, who was lying on the beast skin fur. He said coldly, "These few days, this kid's injuries have almost recovered. Shouldn't you let him leave as well?"    

    

"This kid has been unwilling to tell the truth. I think it's most likely the same as my guess. He must have offended someone. Let's take advantage of the fact that he hasn't come to us yet and leave him here!"    

    

Upon hearing this, Chen Qi's expression changed. He stood in front of Ji Wuyan and blocked his way. He glared at Fong Liang and said, "No, I won't agree! Leaving him here alone, wouldn't that mean sending him into the mouth of a demon beast? Aren't you harming him? "    

    

" Alright, both of you be quiet! "    

    

Yan Ping waved his hand and walked towards Ji Wuyan. He revealed a gentle smile and asked, "Little brother, how are your injuries?"    

    

Ji Wuyan smiled and cupped his hands, "Much better. Thank you, Uncle Yan, for saving me!"    

    

In fact, his injuries had healed on the first day. With the Vitality Pill, no matter how serious his injuries were, he would be able to recover immediately.    

    

However, in order not to shock the world, he pretended to slowly "recover."    

    

"That's good then!"    

    

Yan Ping smiled and nodded, then continued, "I wonder what little brother plans to do after he recovers? Do you have anywhere to go? If there really is no place to go, little brother doesn't mind us. You can come to our Iron Eagle Mercenary Group."    

    

"Uncle Yan, this..."    

    

Fong Liang became anxious, but before he could speak, he was stopped by Yan Ping.    

    

Ji Wuyan fell silent.    

    

He and Wu Yunxi separated. There was no way for them to contact each other. It would not be easy to find each other.    

    

Furthermore, he heard from Wu Yunxi that there seemed to be some restless fellows in the Sky Palace. Although it was not dangerous for Wu Yunxi, it was different for him.    

    

Since that was the case, he might as well stay here for a period of time.    

    

At that time, he would have more or less gotten the situation in this world. It would not be too late to look for Wu Yunxi.    

    

Since the Sky Palace was ranked first among the ascendants, he believed that it would be easy to find them by then.    

    

A few seconds later, a few thoughts flashed across his mind. Finally, he made a decision. He nodded and cupped his hands. "I really don't have anywhere to go now, so I'll have to trouble Uncle Yan for a while."    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Seeing this, Fong Liang didn't say anything else. He just snorted coldly and left with a dark face.    

    

One day later.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

A shocking beast roar suddenly rang out from within the forest. Then... Everyone saw a huge beast appear in front of them, shaped like a crocodile. It had black needle-like fur all over its body, and there were several huge bone spurs on its back.    

    

"Everyone, be careful. This is a Needle Alligator, sixth level Demonic Beast!"    

    

As soon as his voice faded, a figure rushed out and faced the Alligator. Terrifying spiritual energy wreaked havoc in the void, and a huge hand instantly repelled the Alligator.    

    

It was Yan Ping! He had attacked!    

    

Ji Wuyan was lying on the fur of the demon beast. He squinted his eyes and looked in that direction.    

    

After pushing back the demonic beast with his palm, Yan Ping took out a treasured saber that was emitting a red light. Under the infusion of spiritual energy, the treasured saber instantly blossomed with a bright red light. Like a fiery cloud, it covered the entire sky.    

    

Upon seeing this scene, Ji Wuyan's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.    

    

What a powerful aura!    

    

The power of this move was probably not any weaker than his Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. In terms of grade, even amongst the first grade martial skill, it was considered one of the top.    

    

"Uncle Yan is really powerful. Every time I see him take out the Flaming Saber and kill those demon beasts, I can't help but feel my blood boiling!"    

    

"That's right! Don't you think about it? That Flaming Saber Technique is a spiritual grade weapon, it can increase the power of a martial skill by several levels. Last time, that fifth level Demonic Beast was slashed by Uncle Yan. "    

    

"Spiritual grade weapon! Tsk tsk, I'm really envious. I wonder when I will be able to obtain such a martial skill? "    

    

"You? Let's wait until you break through to the Supernatural Stage. Otherwise, even if I give you a spiritual grade weapon, you won't be able to use it."    

    

In front of them, a group of young men were discussing in a low voice. Their eyes were staring at each other with excitement.    

    

At this moment, even Fong Liang's eyes were shining brightly. He was staring at the flaming treasured saber in Yan Ping's hand, and his eyes were filled with passion.    

    

If he could get hold of such a powerful treasured saber, he would at least be able to fight for a few decades less.    

    

Spiritual grade weapon was very expensive. Some Supernatural Stage warriors, even if they spent their entire lives, wouldn't be able to buy one.    

    

It must be mine, and it can only belong to me!    

    

Fong Liang gritted his teeth and glanced in Ji Wuyan's direction. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he made the decision that he had been hesitating in his heart.    

    

Boom!    

    

A loud sound was heard. The crocodile didn't even have the time to scream before it was cut in half by the scorching blade light and fell heavily to the ground.    

    

"Haha, Uncle Yan, you are too powerful!"    

    

"Yes! Another harvest today!"    

    

"Sixth level Demonic Beast, tsk tsk, it must have a lot of valuable items on it."    

    

A group of youths ran over, their hearts filled with joy as they began to move. They began to cramp and peel the skin. Of course, they couldn't forget the most valuable one, the sixth level Demonic Beast beast core.    

    

"Wuji, do you see this? This is the strength of our Uncle Yan. Don't worry, with us here, our safety will be guaranteed."    

    

Chen Qi turned around and patted his chest to make Ji Wuyan feel at ease. In the future, there wouldn't be any problems when he was with them.    

    

Ji Wuyan smiled and did not refute him. Instead, he stared in the direction of Yan Ping and said softly, "That blade is indeed very powerful!"    

    

Spiritual grade weapon?    

    

When he was in the lower realm, he had never heard of it. It must be unique to this place, and according to the discussions of those people, a martial technique like this should only be effective when it was stimulated by spirit energy. In the hands of a martial artist below the Supernatural Stage, it was also an ordinary sharp blade.    

    

Interesting?    

    

The corner of Ji Wuyan's mouth lifted into a smile.    

    

It could increase the power of a martial skill by several levels. It seemed like if there was a chance, he would also get one to play with!    

    

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, another five days had passed.    

    

Ji Wuyan's "injury" was finally healed under the witness of everyone.    

    

"Haha, Wuji, you've finally recovered. Come, come, let's have a competition and see how powerful you are."    

    

Chen Qi was very excited. Without giving any explanation, he pulled Ji Wuyan out of the room.    

    

It wasn't easy for them to meet someone with the same cultivation base as him. Naturally, they had some thoughts of comparing them.    

    

At this moment, a disharmonious voice sounded in their ears.    

    

"Oh? Want to compete? This is very simple, let him go to the Forbidden Forest and kill a Rock Mane for us to see? If he can't even do this, then it can only mean that he is trash. Our Iron Eagle Mercenary Group doesn't need such trash either."