Chapter 1458 - 1459: Spirit Platform
The two of them held each other tightly, unwilling to part, while Yang Fei looked at Chen Ke with a mischievous smile.
"So, where are we going?"
The grievances and melancholy in Chen Ke's heart had already vanished to the nine heavens under Yang Fei's playful affection.
She clung tightly to Yang Fei's arm, her eyes glistening as if ready to overflow, murmuring, "Let's go to my place; it's not far from here."
Yang Fei was overjoyed, scooped up Chen Ke in a swift motion, and tossed her directly onto the passenger seat of the BMW.
Then, he started the car, and with the low rumble of the engine, the red BMW sped off like a flash of lightning.
Although Chen Ke hadn't been with Yang Fei for long, she had endured quite a bit of his antics back in Zhonghai.
Each time, Chen Ke felt as if she was on the brink of life and death but absolutely adored the sensation.
Chen Ke was different from Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang.
In comparison, Lin Xueyi and Zhang Lifang were much more reserved, whereas Chen Ke, who had returned from studying abroad, had a mindset far more mature than other women.
However, in terms of her body, she retained the conservative and chaste nature of Huaxia's culture.
This undoubtedly added immense pleasure for Yang Fei in exploring her.
That night, Yang Fei brought Chen Ke to climax three times, until she was completely collapsed on the bed.
Three days later, the Changfeng Squad received orders to withdraw from Greenfield Commonwealth and returned to Huaxia Yannan.
The war in Greenfield Commonwealth had ended, and this disaster-stricken country finally saw the dawn of peace.
Helen had the army at her disposal and exercised benevolent governance, further solidifying her control over the country.
Helen and the Huaxia Ministry of Foreign Affairs brought in a loan of one hundred billion Rice Gold, providing much-needed support, solidifying Helen's position.
The advancements in national infrastructure, basic life security for the citizens, and improvements in education and health facilities led Helen's support rate among the general public to reach ninety percent.
However, this did not mean that Helen was absolutely safe.
But the first batch of Royal Imperial Guards had successfully graduated from Dragon Island Special Forces Training Camp.
This robust group of Royal Imperial Guards had combat capabilities comparable to the Mysterious Country's Delta Force.
They were fully capable of handling ordinary terrorist attacks, ensuring Helen's safety.
The Changfeng Squad fought several fierce battles, and with the unrestricted use of the Martial God Space, everyone in Martial Arts began breaking through.
Fan Yi broke through the Gang Strength, while Mad Blade, Three Swords, and Long Xia advanced to the Danjin Energy Level, just a step away from breaking through to Gang Strength.
Everyone else also began to form their Core and communicate with the Divine, rapidly advancing in their Martial Arts Realm.
At this pace, the Martial God Space could elevate every member of the Changfeng Squad to the Gangjin Master realm, possibly even breaking into the True Martial Realm.
Yang Fei imagined a day in the future when he would lead twelve experts in the True Martial Realm, showing off with falcons and dogs, bullying men and women alike...
The thought made him almost burst out laughing.
Of course, it was just a fantasy for now.
Seven days later, Yang Fei was set to lead the Changfeng Squad to report to the Southeast Military Region, integrate with the Blue Sword Special Combat Brigade, and head to Kuchen Special Forces Training Base to participate in the competition.
Before departure, Yang Fei went to Yinxue Tower.
When Yang Fei arrived at Yinxue Tower, he learned that Xue Mingtai and the Sword Emperor had gone to Tianshan together for harsh training in Martial Arts, leaving only An Zichen to guard the tower.
An Zichen had been in closed-door cultivation at Yinxue Tower for a month and wouldn't even meet Yang Fei, who didn't insist.
He knew that An Zichen must have encountered an opportunity that required her to cultivate and meditate in seclusion; otherwise, she would have come out to meet him.
Yang Fei felt that his background was about to be revealed.
The closer it got, the more he felt a familial connection to An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, and Susu.
This sense of kinship was deeply rooted in the familial bonds within his heart and soul.
Leaving Yinxue Tower, Yang Fei went to the Taoist temple to visit Uncle Fuu and the Old Taoist.
Upon seeing Yang Fei, Uncle Fuu's eyes lit up, and he stood up with a broad smile on his face.
"Good lad, it's been half a year, and your Martial Arts has reached such a level, impressive!"
The Old Taoist, usually as calm as cast iron, showed a slight change in expression.
"You're just a step away from the True Martial Realm, but you need to be particularly wary of Divine Punishment."
Yang Fei held great respect for these martial arts veterans from the depths of his heart.
He didn't hide anything from the two elders and recounted obtaining the Heavenly Secret Talisman.
Uncle Fuu and the Old Taoist weren't surprised and exchanged glances with a knowing look.
Uncle Fuu chuckled, "We guessed it; the old man would definitely do that."
"However, I still admire the old man, because the Heavenly Secret Talisman isn't permanently effective. Once its spiritual power is exhausted, Divine Punishment will come regardless."
"The old man giving you the Heavenly Secret Talisman is like giving you a life."
Yang Fei was startled and somewhat astonished.
"So, the Heavenly Secret Talisman can only delay Divine Punishment, but not avoid it permanently?"
Uncle Fuu gave a snort and said coolly, "As they say, the net of heaven is vast and leaves nothing out. If Divine Punishment were so easily avoided, it wouldn't be called Divine Punishment."
The Old Taoist looked at Yang Fei with concern.
"Hopefully, you can thoroughly break through the Spirit Martial Realm and cultivate the Spirit Platform before Divine Punishment arrives. Then you might be able to resist Divine Punishment somewhat, otherwise..."
At this point, he let out a wry smile and said faintly, "We are examples of failure."
Yang Fei's eyes widened.
"Uncle Fuu, you both... you have broken through the Spirit Martial Realm already? That's incredible!"
Uncle Fuu snorted again, "Without reaching the Twelve Layers of the Spirit Martial Realm or forming the Spirit Platform, what's the use? We'd still end up as useless beings."
Yang Fei had never heard of realms above Spirit Martial, and his curiosity was piqued by Uncle Fuu's words.
"What is the Twelve Layers of Spirit Martial? And what is the Spirit Platform?"
Just as Uncle Fuu was about to explain, the Old Taoist interrupted him calmly.
"You'll understand after you break through Spirit Martial in the future. Knowing now will do you more harm than good."
Uncle Fuu interjected from the side, "In short, the path of Martial Arts is long and boundless; only after forming the Spirit Platform can one be considered to have achieved greatness."
"Otherwise, if you suffer the backlash of heaven and earth, it results in Divine Punishment, and not only will your Martial Arts Realm plummet, but even your life could be in danger."
The Old Taoist snorted, speaking coldly.
"The path of Martial Arts is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall back. There's nothing more to say."
"Though Divine Punishment is formidable, it hasn't taken our lives. As long as there's a breath left in me, I'll continue to fight against Divine Punishment and change my destiny against the heavens."
Uncle Fuu immediately raised his head high, "Indeed."
Yang Fei saw that, despite their struggles against Divine Punishment and hardships, the Old Taoist and Uncle Fuu remained unyieldingly determined, which filled him with fiery passion.
He stood up and bowed deeply to the Old Taoist and Uncle Fuu.
"Rest assured, dear elders. If fate allows, I will seize the Heavenly Secrets to relieve you both of Divine Punishment."