The corpse under the bed never stank, with Fu Qingjun's indifferent personality, he nearly forgot about it.
At this moment, he was sitting in the room concocting ant wine, considering whether to dilute it with water.
After all, given its high quality, selling it too expensive might discourage buyers, while selling it too cheap would be unprofitable; perhaps diluting it is the best option.
Moreover, would it be too nourishing if not diluted?
Although he didn't know the effect of this ant wine, in the previous world, he often saw Ant Power God's ads promoting kidney energy, enhancing XXX, whoever used it knew...
However, martial artists are said to need a lot of yang energy supplement. They all have Vermilion Sand, so it should be useful for practicing Martial Dao, right?
Suddenly, while Fu Qingjun was lost in his thoughts, he heard a commotion downstairs.
He thought for a moment, walked to the window by the table, stood next to the sunflower, and covered his face with a cloth to look down.
"What's happening outside?"
Below the apartment building.
On both sides of the street were shops, farmers selling fruits, stalls selling meals, with lively calls everywhere.
A black convertible drove by slowly, attracting onlookers.
"An automobile!"
"Imagine, it's an automobile!"
"Isn't that right? We've already mastered firearms manufacturing, our Haikou Salt Gang has built countless large ships at the port, leading us to counterattack the new mainland and establish an autonomous region."
"The front line is working on automobile manufacturing techniques; successful development is only a matter of course. We will eventually seize all of the barbarians' possessions."
The surroundings were bustling with confidence.
"Automobile?"
Fu Qingjun looked down from the window, completely astonished.
The technology tree of this world is rather amazing.
He originally thought this era's primitive automobiles would be bulky trucks, but who would have known that this automobile would be so sleek, resembling 21st-century supercars?
Inside the car at the driver's seat sat a refined youth dressed in Miao attire, wearing gold glasses, exuding a scholarly air.
In the passenger seat sat a lively thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, wearing Miao's exquisite butterfly-patterned clothes with silver ornaments jingling, "I heard at the Du Guan Town train station, a duel occurred, and someone cheated using a gun under the ring, causing distraction and loss."
The youth looked down at his book, and casually said, "As long as firearms are not truly used against one's compatriots within the autonomous region, we won't care; times have changed. Now roaming the world, each sect must find a way to cope with gunfire... Anyone who loses focus just by being pointed at with a gun will certainly die facing true danger."
The girl puffed her cheeks, "Brother, can't you even defeat it? With your speed, you are the strongest."
The youth set down his book and casually tossed a black pistol to her, "Shoot me."
The girl collected the pistol without hesitation and fired at his head.
Bang!!
The youth immediately put down his book, his palm became almost a blur trying to catch the bullet, "In all martial arts, speed is the unbreakable key."
Splat!
But in the next second, his palm exploded into a mist of blood, the bullet blasted through his palm.
The bullet continued to speed towards his forehead.
He stretched out a prepared second hand, pinched the bullet decisively with two fingers, and tossed it into the car, the bullet showing faint finger impressions.
"Look, my hand is now ruined."
The youth displayed his palm.
In the middle appeared a bloody hole, spurting blood drops onto the car.
"A mere bullet from an ordinary person, if caught head-on, can explode the muscle and bone of one hand... then catch it with the second hand."
But the girl argued, "An ordinary person drawn close would be pressed by the spirit, directly weakened and difficult to shoot... a Grandmaster with spirit and vigor combined is terribly fearsome?"
"Weighing six hundred pounds alone!"
"Weighing like tigers or bears, simply the strongest surface creatures with combat skills!"
"Such monsters are already the pinnacle of this ancient world's martial skills, the strongest martial gods on earth. They can arm wrestle with bears, fight lions and tigers. On ancient battlefields, they are legendary warriors capable of conquering thousands single-handedly! They must be a generation of God of Slaughter!"
The youth heard this, yet shook his head, "The mental pressure is effective against ordinary people, within ten meters no one can resist, such overwhelming killing intent can make an ordinary person wet their pants, unable to shoot... but take the distance away and spirit cannot suppress."
"With firearms, they are equivalent to military-trained ten-year bow Divine Archers who can operate Five-Stone Bows, truly terrifying."
The girl opened her mouth, wanting to speak, stopped, battlefield, Mortal Martial Saint indeed fears the Divine Arrow Camp's volley, no martial art, however exalted, can defeat that.
He added, "Though I can sense killing intent, I need not catch bullets head-on; more than thirty trained gunslingers ambushed firing volley make it unavoidable, in skyscrapers can evade, but ambushed in open space it is an inevitable loss, many grandmasters of ours were killed this way."
"Have we truly already..." the girl was muttering.
The youth however, suddenly had a change of expression, said, "Slow down the car speed, I faintly sense those high-rise buildings seem to have martial skill masters competing."
"Yes, master."
Though the car clearly had only two people, somehow a low male voice spoke within.
The two in the car never touched the steering wheel once, but the car automatically slowed down.
The youth sensed and looked toward the high-rise apartments, eyes scanning sharply everywhere, "Observing their spirit, they are two top masters in the Bone Realm... but these masters fighting fully, how could it be possible in the building? Isn't the place too cramped, stretching open, unless on the roof?"
"Bone Realm?" the girl was astonished, also bewildered, "Even a random residential building has such masters?"
Martial Dao has three realms.
Heavy Muscle, Bone Realm, Breaking God, the third realm being Mortal Martial Saint, mighty enough to bear a huge cauldron, comparable to a bear-leopard combination master.
The battle went on for a while.
"They are fighting to death! Seeing their spirit and vigor very young, this is the foundation of our nation, cannot afford to lose, need to resolve their grievances..." the youth slightly shocked, wanting to intervene.
But this presence was very chaotic.
And the aura of this realm could not be released externally, hard to identify exactly where.
After a while, the scholarly youth's face sank as if sensing something, astonished, "One of them already died, spirit and vigor dissipating..."
The girl was instantly dumbfounded.
This is existential for the nation!
The two hurriedly opened the car door and got off, went to a nearby eatery and inquired, seeing a woman eating noodles at the table, they couldn't help but ask, "In the vicinity of this apartment building, are there any masters residing?"
The woman raised her head, revealing strange sausage lips, cheerfully exclaimed, "Of course there are masters here! There is a towering great master, upright and generous, currently in seclusion reaching breakthrough, named Fu Qingjun! He is my big brother, right next to this building, three days later he will reclaim the industry, third floor 306!"
"I see."
The scholarly youth pondered.
This name just heard, indeed seems to be a master in the Bone Realm, now near Du Guan Town residential building two were in life-and-death battle, surely one of them...
After saying, he took a few steps back, came to the street looking toward a third-floor window, just in time to meet eyes with Fu Qingjun who was watching out.
Fu Qingjun froze, blinked: "Obviously driving past, not local, so many heads peeking out from nearby apartments, why suddenly look to 306 at me?"
Just a regular bystander...
"This person lowered the brim of his hat, concealed appearance, in that seemingly fatal Bone Realm master Fu Qingjun's house, quite strange." The youth's eyes sharp, his martial will spirit suddenly crushed forward.
Bang!
On the windowside table, the Sunflower Throne.
Jiaxia sat at the top, this King of the Gods on Olympic Mountain, abruptly felt a sharp, vast mental force piercing through.
"Who is ambushing?"
He then raised his head, saw a hazy giant figure stationed not knowing when in front of the throne, blocking some sunlight from reaching the ground.
"A mysterious giant figure from some mysterious world beyond?"
"But just a realm equal to mine, how can I fear?" His battle spirit soared, Martial Arts Grandmaster's spirit banged together.