Chapter 75

Regarding the planet model of Domyr, Sun Yan had seen it many times since he was young. However, standing atop the towering tree, amidst the stars, and looking down at the entire planet, the feeling was incomparably awe-inspiring.

The endless starry sky, the towering tree, truly made the high place feel unbearably cold.

Sun Yan rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "Damn, it's just an illusion, so vivid! Could I really have encountered a ghost?"

Just as this thought arose, Sun Yan suddenly felt something was amiss. A scorching heat rose, and he found himself standing on a barren land.

The land was desolate, with dust and sand everywhere. The ground was riddled with cracks, some of which were bottomless. The rocks were fiery red, and the entire world seemed devoid of any life.

"Where am I now?"

Sun Yan was secretly shocked. However, with the experience from before, he was much calmer and tried to steady his mind. But the scorching heat made his clothes and hair instantly catch fire and turn to ashes.

Above his head, the sun shone brightly, not just scorching but almost burning.

Looking up, Sun Yan's expression turned blank as he saw nine suns hanging in the sky.

Nine suns in the sky, life scorched to ashes.

Before Sun Yan could react, his skin began to dry rapidly, showing signs of dehydration. Soon, his skin started to melt, revealing pulsating muscles and clearly visible blood vessels.

Intense pain came, the feeling of being burned alive.

Sun Yan gritted his teeth, enduring this inhuman pain. At this moment, he didn't care whether it was an illusion; the burning pain was too intense, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

Damn, the feeling of being burned alive is really unbearable! A quick end would be the most comfortable.

When all his flesh and skin were burned away, leaving only a skeleton, Sun Yan suddenly felt the world spin, and the surroundings changed again.

This time, the ground turned golden, and the cold touch reminded Sun Yan that he was standing on a metal surface. Even the air around him was filled with golden particles, forming a golden mist.

With each breath, the golden mist entered his nostrils, traveled down his trachea, and into his lungs. Instantly, Sun Yan felt a heavy weight in his chest, a suffocating sensation almost leading to death.

Damn, wasn't it supposed to be a ghost? Why did I encounter such a bizarre situation?

Sun Yan cursed inwardly. If it were really a ghost, he could accept it. But such a strange scenario was truly life-threatening.

Just as he was struggling to breathe and nearly fainting, the golden world disappeared, and a bone-chilling cold came. Sun Yan found himself standing in a world of ice and snow, with a north wind howling and snow flying for miles.

The temperature was definitely below -100 degrees. Sun Yan quickly activated his inner energy to protect himself, but unfortunately, he was only a second-level warrior. In such a cold environment, the flow of his energy was sluggish, and in no time, two icicles formed on his nose, and a thin layer of frost covered his body.

The intense cold slowed his thoughts. Snowflakes fell on him, quickly turning him into a snowman. The snow instantly froze, forming an ice sculpture on the ground.

Just before he lost consciousness, a thought flashed in Sun Yan's mind: Damn, this time I'm really going to die. What a pity, I haven't even had my first kiss.

Bang!

The ice that trapped his body suddenly shattered, and the snow stopped. The surroundings changed again, and Sun Yan found himself still standing in the center of the 38th training ground, his foot still suspended in mid-air, the step not yet taken.

His thoughts slowly returned, and Sun Yan was speechless with shock. After a while, he muttered, "Damn, did I really encounter a ghost?"

As he was muttering to himself, a ray of sunlight fell through the skylight. Sun Yan looked up and was surprised to see that it was already morning. He had maintained this posture for over 4 hours.

Looking around, thinking about the strange events of the night, even Sun Yan, who was usually bold, felt a chill down his spine.

"No wonder they say the 38th training ground is haunted. Other students who encounter these anomalies can't possibly endure them."

Sun Yan finally understood why so many students who spent a night in the 38th training ground would fall into a coma and babble incoherently.

Closing his eyes, Sun Yan activated his inner energy and stood still for a moment. Then he opened his eyes and muttered, "Damn, my inner energy hasn't broken through, and there's no other change! Could it be that I just don't have the luck?"

Sighing, Sun Yan shook his head and left the 38th training ground.

Bathed in the morning sunlight, Sun Yan walked down the Liuli Street. Originally, he planned to return to his residence to catch up on sleep. But then he decided to go to Old Mu's place first to report his safety.

Outside Old Mu's small house, he could hear faint moans coming from inside. Sun Yan pursed his lips and shook his head, thinking the old man must have stayed up all night.

The door was slightly ajar, and he pushed it open. Old Mu was just turning off his player and smiled at him, "Little Sun, did anything unusual happen last night?"

Thinking about the events of the night, Sun Yan's lips twitched. He glared at Old Mu, feeling that the old man's smile had a hint of schadenfreude.

However, Sun Yan couldn't show it and said, "Old Mu, look at me standing here. What could have gone wrong?"

"True, did you have any gains?" Old Mu asked again.

Sun Yan couldn't help but pout and said dejectedly, "Gains? I did have a little."

The gain from last night was that the [Dragon Subduing Stake] reached the perfect level. Unfortunately, this gain was far from what he had originally expected.

Old Mu nodded and smiled, "Perhaps it's because you're only a second-level warrior. When you become stronger in the future, you can try again."

Hearing this, Sun Yan couldn't help but shudder and exclaimed, "Go through those four anomalies again? I'm not an idiot, I won't seek more suffering."

Old Mu's face froze, and he looked at Sun Yan in surprise, asking, "Four anomalies?"

"Yes, if it weren't for my extraordinary willpower, I would have fainted by now."

Sun Yan couldn't hold back any longer and recounted everything that happened last night, ending with a curse, "I can confirm one thing: the 38th training ground is not haunted. These strange things are definitely the mischief of some powerful warrior, setting up battle traces to annoy people. Damn, I heard that Headmaster Lin Xinghe of Difeng Academy has a peculiar temperament. Could this be his doing?"

"..."

Old Mu's smile froze, his expression changing rapidly, and his eyebrows twitching. He looked at Sun Yan with a strange expression, as if he had discovered a new continent.

However, Sun Yan didn't notice Old Mu's expression. He was still reeling from the events of the night, cursing to himself.

At this moment, Sun Yan's optical brain vibrated, and a message popped up: "I'm waiting for you in your room — Feng Lingsnow."

Seeing the message, Sun Yan's eyes widened, and he turned and ran like a madman, as if rushing to be reborn.

Watching the young man's back, Old Mu shook his head repeatedly and muttered, "Four anomalies? That's impossible, absolutely impossible. This boy shows no signs of change, clearly not having grasped any martial arts essence. Those four anomalies might just be his illusions. Back then, Sword Beidou, with his extraordinary talent, only grasped three martial arts essences. Dongfang Huang, with her unparalleled martial wisdom, might have had the chance, but unfortunately... After these two, how could there be such a genius in the world, capable of grasping four martial arts essences, fusing them, and mastering that astonishing skill..."

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On Liuli Street, Sun Yan ran like a madman, the depression from last night long forgotten.

In the morning, with a beautiful woman waiting for him in his room, could this be a hint of some kind of happiness? Could it be that from today, I will take the first step to becoming a true man?

With various restricted-level scenes flashing through his mind, Sun Yan darted into Liuli Street 4444, like a bull charging into his room, only to find it empty.

Sun Yan pouted and muttered to himself, "Damn, this girl is definitely playing with me. My pure, innocent, and kind heart is completely shattered."

After getting to know Feng Lingsnow, this beautiful girl always enjoyed seeing him in embarrassing situations, which made him quite helpless.

With the fantasy of happiness shattered, Sun Yan prepared to sleep and catch up on his rest, planning to continue his training in the afternoon.

Just as he lay down, Sun Yan felt something odd under his pillow. Lifting the pillow, he found a box.

"What's this?"

Sun Yan opened it and found a book and a letter inside.

The letter was from Feng Lingsnow, very brief.

The first sentence made Sun Yan grit his teeth.

"Hi, Yan, when you saw my message, did you run full speed to your dorm? You naughty boy, can't you think of anything serious?"

Damn, men thinking about women is natural and right, how is that not serious?

"From what Lianqing told me, the third level of her family's [Weak Water Technique] was completed with your help. I underestimated you. I'm about to go to Fengtuo Star for elite training and don't have time to ask you in person, so I'm giving you a task now."

"You see, our Feng family had an ancestor who created a battle technique. Unfortunately, during the first Sino River War, this ancestor was killed in action, and his battle technique was left incomplete, equivalent to a fourth-grade battle technique. Since you're so talented, why not help me complete this battle technique? Friends should help each other, right? I hope to hear good news from you when I return in 100 days — Feng Lingsnow."

After reading Feng Lingsnow's letter, Sun Yan picked up the book. The cover read in regular script: "Hurricane Swallowing Sea Technique."

The letter and the book still had a lingering fragrance. Sun Yan touched the book and the letter, remaining silent for a long time.

For the first time in his life, Sun Yan understood that there were women in the world with such grace and elegance, like poetry and paintings.

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