High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 390 - 313: Since Ancient Times, Sages Have Been Lonely—Epiphany, a New Trump Card!

Chapter 390: Chapter 313: Since Ancient Times, Sages Have Been Lonely—Epiphany, a New Trump Card!

Someone going to take a look?

Then just go have a look.

Ling Heyuan heard Su Mu’s words and didn’t take it seriously. Even two Grandmasters from the Martial Arts Association and the War Zone ended up returning in defeat from the forbidden zone ahead.

What can a martial artist who hasn’t become a master do...

Thinking this in his heart, Ling Heyuan naturally wouldn’t voice his thoughts of offending someone, so he nodded lightly.

"I’ll wait for you here."

"However, if you feel uncomfortable, please stop immediately and turn back."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder."

Watching Su Mu’s figure disappear into the night as he walked towards the Tower of Power, Ling Heyuan couldn’t help but shake his head lightly. In his view, Su Mu was bound to return empty-handed, so he might as well wait for a while.

He’d come out soon anyway...

At most within half an hour.

At this moment, Ling Heyuan should start thinking about the arrangements to come. The strength Su Mu had shown was astonishing, far exceeding Ling Heyuan’s previous estimates. This was a great opportunity; such a demon must be befriended, or at least not offended.

The geographical location of Gaoshan City is closer to the north compared to Shenjiang City, and on a winter night, light snow was falling, mixed with small ice particles like sand.

The ground was covered in yellow sand, and a gust of wind swept up the sand.

Su Mu walked on the site of the joint training of the Three Cities, with flashbacks of past scenes in his eyes.

He slightly lifted the corners of his mouth, recalling how he had put in a lot of effort for the qualification of the training camp, especially remembering the time when instructor Shi Hao gave him a hard time upon his arrival.

Later, upon entering this land of yellow sands, that pair of siblings from the Ling family tried to seize his training points, but they only asked for trouble for themselves.

At this moment, Su Mu did not know that this encounter had become the siblings’ highlight in life, having once acted against Su Mu and even tried to forcibly take his points.

The brother among the siblings would boast about it to everyone.

And every so often, his tale would change, with over ten versions already. Details like the Three Cities Training Camp were no longer worth mentioning or relevant.

For no other reason...

Because Su Mu’s rise from obscurity was too fast; he transformed into a dragon at the first sign of storm and flew high like a grand roc, soaring ninety thousand miles.

Thus, the initial story became entirely outdated, affecting his prestige if mentioned.

Now, the latest story goes like this:

"Do you know that Su Mu? Yes, the one who defeated a hundred at a time, ascended on the Celestial Pride List, sealed as a General Star in the Southern War Zone within a year, and overshadowed a Martial Saint Disciple at the South China Martial Arts Exchange, the once-in-a-lifetime demon Su Mu, huh, I’m not bragging, I not only know him, but I even tried to take his training points back then, although it failed..."

Of course, Su Mu himself was unaware of this, but if he knew, he wouldn’t be angry. Instead, he would find it amusing and laugh it off.

Su Mu walked at a leisurely pace, and at a certain moment, he turned to look at the place of his final battle, where he had struggled to defeat Tantai Yan.

In his mind, images of that battle appeared, and he remembered how much effort and sweat he had put into defeating this Spiritual Talent Martial Artist of the Tantai family.

Most of the time he spent in the training camp was in the cultivation room.

Walking along the path, the figures from the same training camp gradually appeared and then drifted away with the wind.

Many have noticed Su Mu’s brilliance in the last battle in Guangshen Province, yet no one paid attention to the people from the same training camp as him in the past.

Then there were Cui Jian and Xing Fang, who tried their best yet were swept out by the opponents at the Guangshen Province selection tournament.

In the end, only Tantai Yan and the figures of the three instructors remained before Su Mu; others had long become strangers, people from different worlds.

As these figures faded away, a moment of confusion flickered in Su Mu’s deep eyes.

Having walked so far, familiar people around him became fewer, was the path he took truly correct?

For a moment, Su Mu had such thoughts.

But soon he shook his head.

"The heights are lonely, and the sages of ancient times were all solitary... The road lies ahead, as long as I don’t stop, I can continue to grow stronger."

"The scenery at the peak is not something everyone in the world can appreciate."

"I am still the same as I was."

"This is also the path I, Su Mu, want to take; it hasn’t changed."

He lifted his gaze slightly, the confusion in his eyes dissipating, becoming more determined.

Su Mu stared ahead at the Tower of Power that emitted a strong force, like a lighthouse in the night, illuminating this land shrouded in darkness.

If ahead lies the light of martial arts, the peak of martial arts...

Then he would willingly endure the darkness, willing to be a solitary and determined seeker.

Moreover, he actually wasn’t lonely.

Rather, because he kept growing stronger, he could experience more scenery and meet stronger people on his life’s journey, be they friends or foes.

So...

Why worry, just continue the path.

And with that thought.

Su Mu exhaled softly, his mind clear, and a domineering Sword Momentum surged skyward from around him.

...

"Chairman Ling, where’s Su Mu?"

Two figures arrived slowly, with the three Martial Arts Grandmasters of Gaoshan City gathering once again over a month later.

"He’s already inside."

All three looked towards the direction of the Tower of Power. Ever since a month ago, the already collapsed tower had undergone another change, releasing a sky-piercing golden pillar of light.