Eternal Life: I Have the Favor System

Guo Wei reached out and grabbed at empty air.

Chu Lingguang saw a black shadow flash before him. It was Guo Wei’s hand after he had activated his sixth-level Dharma Aspect. The broad, thick palm had transformed into a black Dragon Claw Hand.

As the Dharma Aspect receded,

the hand quickly returned to its original form.

"Master."

Chu Lingguang pulled his Long Spear back.

A bloody, fist-sized hole had been torn open in Samba’s throat. It seemed as if he’d been drained of blood. His mouth gaped open as he fell forward, his eyes wide with disbelief even in death.

It was as if he had never imagined he would lose to Chu Lingguang, be pushed to such an extent, and lose his life here.

"Samba!"

Mahmoud and Iscoha rushed over, but before they could get close, Guo Wei turned. His surging aura and soul-stirring gaze made the two of them stop dead in their tracks.

"What does it matter if you win using such despicable methods?"

Guo Wei sneered.

"That was Samba’s choice. We didn’t know his blade had a hidden mechanism,"

Mahmoud said.

"Fine. The man is dead, so I won’t press the issue. Take him back!"

Guo Wei opened his palm and, with a grasping motion, levitated Samba’s body from the ground. He then tossed it toward Mahmoud and Iscoha.

Mahmoud and Iscoha reached out to catch the body.

They could both feel a surging power emanating from Samba’s corpse. They braced themselves together, their bodies trembling, but they finally managed to catch it.

But before the two could breathe a sigh of relief,

Guo Wei pressed a palm against Samba’s bloody back.

BOOM!

A terrifying roar of a Dragon Elephant erupted, as if Samba’s body had been reactivated. Mahmoud and Iscoha both felt a force pass through the corpse and slam into their chests.

They simultaneously channeled their energy to block the force, even at the risk of letting Samba’s body be pulverized.

BANG!

But two phantasmal dragon fists materialized from Samba’s chest, striking the two men’s chests like heavy blows.

Mahmoud’s and Iscoha’s backs both arched, their faces flushing red as if they couldn’t breathe.

Chu Lingguang was aghast.

Not only could Guo Wei levitate Samba’s corpse from a distance, but that last palm strike was like the legendary ’striking a cow through a mountain,’ sending his Palm Force through Samba’s body and even giving it a physical form.

’Is this the so-called True Qi Transformation?’

Chu Lingguang could clearly feel that Guo Wei’s sudden palm strike was far more powerful than the one Eunuch Liu had used back then.

Guo Wei was a man who could train someone like Yang Shaorong to excel in the Imperial Examination, earning him a direct appointment from the Court. Chu Lingguang had never doubted his master’s strength, but the more he interacted with Guo Wei, the more he realized he had drastically underestimated it.

"Samba was truly worthy of the title ’First Young Warrior of the Aika Tribe.’ Even in death, he has glory. You two, take him back for a proper burial!"

Guo Wei withdrew his hand and said faintly.

Mahmoud and Iscoha’s faces were still flushed red. They felt as if a stone were lodged in their chests, making it impossible to speak.

Jier Khan and the others noticed something was wrong.

He spoke for Mahmoud and Iscoha, leaving with the words, "The green mountains don’t change, the clear waters flow on. We’ll meet again."

And just like that, the members of the Turkic Mission fled in disarray. Their ceremonial procession, forgetting all etiquette, grabbed their various implements and scrambled out of the Martial Arts Hall. To the townspeople outside, they looked like terrified dogs scurrying away with their tails between their legs.

"Sam... Samba’s dead."

"Chu Lingguang ran him through with a single thrust of his spear."

"Chu Lingguang won."

"Our Great Yuan is victorious!"

"The Turkic bastards lost! They’re running away!"

"Hahaha! Chu Lingguang, you’ve done us proud!"

"Master Guo has taken on a fine disciple!"

...

As Mahmoud and his group fled in disarray and the crowd watched Samba’s body, his eyes still open in death, being carried away, cheers erupted from the townspeople surrounding the Martial Arts Hall.

The crowd went wild.

News of Chu Lingguang’s victory spread like wildfire through the surrounding villages.

Some were worried, others were overjoyed.

Butcher Hu excitedly grabbed Chun Ju and began beating gongs and drums at the entrance of the Martial Arts Hall. He even started giving away pork to the neighbors. He had promised that if Chu Lingguang won, he would give away two hundred jin of meat for free to celebrate.

"He won! Lin Guang won!"

Mrs. Chu of the Zhang Family was so happy she cried, leaning against Zhang Da.

On a day like this, Zhang Da hadn’t gone to work at the tile factory. He and his wife stood with Butcher Hu. The couple and the other townspeople had all clearly seen the moment Chu Lingguang ran Samba through with his spear.

The couple had been on pins and needles for Chu Lingguang.

Now that Chu Lingguang had won a great victory and the matter was settled, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"I’m going to take a walk over to the tile factory. You go home and make a meal for the children. Tell them the news."

Zhang Da felt completely vindicated. For days, people at the tile factory had been pointing fingers and whispering. Everyone thought Chu Lingguang would not only lose but also be utterly disgraced. Now that Chu Lingguang had won, he couldn’t wait to see the looks on their faces.

The couple left quietly. The Martial Arts Hall was full of important people today. Having just won, Chu Lingguang would be surrounded by all sorts of officials and dignitaries. The couple knew their place and understood it wasn’t the right time to bother him.

Even Butcher Hu and his wife, busy beating gongs and drums and handing out boiled meat, didn’t go into the Martial Arts Hall to disturb Chu Lingguang. They did, however, make a point of giving a pig’s leg weighing over ten jin to Mrs. Chu of the Zhang Family.

"Chu Lingguang, you actually activated your third-level Dharma Aspect!"

"Lin Guang, you’ve really made a name for yourself now!"

"You had us worried sick just now! We never thought you’d actually win."

"Samba brought that on himself. He never would have imagined he’d die at your hands."

"Chu Lingguang, you’ve performed a great service!"

When Chu Lingguang returned to the main hall of the Martial Arts Hall, everyone crowded around him.