Chapter 7

Where should I go in which world?

At this moment, Zhou Yang felt a wave of relief, thankful that he had a strong heart; otherwise, it would have definitely given out.

Each world had a strong appeal to him, and Zhou Yang was momentarily hesitant. First, safety was the most important, followed by the amount of gains. It would be best to obtain some martial arts manuals or rare herbs for free, so that he could get more rewards.

Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Ip Man? The Return of the Condor Heroes?

Zhou Yang ordered two more takeouts on his phone, and after finishing them, he took out his computer and downloaded all the content about these worlds onto his phone. One by one, the familiar worlds replayed in Zhou Yang's mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yang, drowsy, fell asleep on the table.

That night, he had a dream. He dreamed that after obtaining the Multiverse Shop System, he became an unparalleled expert, attracting countless beautiful girls. Money and beauty were endless, and immortality was no longer a dream. The goddesses of the past were no longer fantasies, and he even did some enjoyable things with some two-dimensional characters, embarking on the path of a loser's comeback.

In the dream, Zhou Yang couldn't help but roar to the sky, "Which穿越 technique is the strongest?"

The next day, Zhou Yang got up early and changed his underwear.

After having breakfast at a nearby restaurant, Zhou Yang returned to his room, preparing for his first journey to another world.

For his first entry into another world, he couldn't help but feel a bit nervous and curious. He put a fruit knife from the room into his pocket and then disappeared from the room.

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"Space-Time Position: The Return of the Condor Heroes."

"Location: Zhangjiakou."

"World Opening Duration: Three days."

Zhou Yang felt a slight dizziness in his head, followed by a series of system prompts in his ears, which made his brain buzz.

Rubbing his aching head, Zhou Yang slowly opened his tightly closed eyes. Immediately, he felt a blinding light. At this moment, his short black hair had grown long, and his black suit had turned into a light blue robe, just like the ancient people.

"Still quite convenient!" Zhou Yang looked at himself, dressed like a scholar, and found himself quite dashing. Since he was only staying for three days, he didn't care about others' opinions. However, this appearance was more suitable for his actions; he had no interest in being gawked at like a monkey.

The Return of the Condor Heroes was the world Zhou Yang chose.

The reason Zhou Yang chose this martial arts world was that, first, the level of this world was already close to a mid-level martial world among all the opened worlds. Second, this world was relatively peaceful, with no major wars between the Jin and Song dynasties, so he didn't have to worry about being caught up in war. Most importantly, there were manuals that could be obtained for free in this world.

A high-level world naturally had countless supreme manuals, such as the Nine Yin Manual, the Nine Yang Manual, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the One Yang Finger, and so on.

Free things naturally had high returns.

Learning any of these advanced martial arts would be stronger than the Purple Mist Divine Skill he was currently practicing.

However, why only three days in The Return of the Condor Heroes? And in a remote place like Zhangjiakou?

If he appeared in Xiangyang City or the Quanzhen Sect, he might have gained something, but appearing in Zhangjiakou, a remote place, was another matter.

Three days?

What could he do in three days?

Was he supposed to buy a bottle of soy sauce in The Return of the Condor Heroes?

"My Nine Yin Manual, my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms... everything is gone." Zhou Yang smiled bitterly. It was at least a two to three-day journey from Zhangjiakou to the Quanzhen Sect or Xiangyang City. Even if there were no wars, bandits were rampant. Although he was now a third-rate expert, he didn't know any martial arts, so his combat ability was poor. He didn't have the skills to reach his destination smoothly.

Could he only spend three days sightseeing in Zhangjiakou?

"My martial arts manuals! My supreme divine skills!" Zhou Yang's heart was bleeding. The manuals here were much higher in level than those on Mount Hua.

Could he only practice the Purple Mist Divine Skill?

Yue Buqun practiced it for half his life and only reached the first-rate expert level. Even if he practiced to the highest level, it would be difficult to break through to the innate realm.

"Could you please move, brother?" Just as Zhou Yang was in a dilemma, a simple voice suddenly came to his ears.

Zhou Yang looked up and saw a young man of about seventeen or eighteen standing in front of him. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a slightly dark complexion, a strong build, and a simple expression. He was wearing a sable coat and looked very honest, leading a spirited little red horse.

Zhou Yang was occupying the middle of the narrow road, and while pedestrians could walk around the stalls on both sides, the horse couldn't.

Zhou Yang quickly moved to the side to clear the road.

"Thank you, brother." The simple young man thanked him and then led the little red horse away slowly.

Zhangjiakou?

Simple young man?

Little red horse?

Wait, this scene seems familiar!

Zhou Yang was slightly stunned and quickly called out to the simple young man, "I am Zhou Yang. May I know your name, young brother?"

Guo Jing, who was naive and honest, and had never experienced the dangers of the martial world, answered without hesitation, "Nice to meet you, Brother Zhou. My name is Guo Jing."

Hearing this, Zhou Yang was somewhat excited. The person in front of him was indeed the future great hero Guo Jing, known for his loyalty, righteousness, and patriotism, and for his famous slogan, "A great hero serves the country and the people."

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yang asked knowingly, "Where are you going, Brother Guo?"

"My master sent me to Jiaxing." Guo Jing said excitedly, as it was his first time in Central China.

"Is Brother Guo in a hurry to go to Jiaxing?" Zhou Yang suppressed his eager eyes. This could be a free bodyguard.

"I want to go to Shaolin Temple to obtain Buddhist scriptures, but the journey is long, and I'm afraid I might encounter bandits. Brother Guo looks strong and skilled. I hope you can escort me, and I will definitely reward you generously." Zhou Yang didn't wait for Guo Jing's response and smiled at him.

In The Return of the Condor Heroes, there were three major treasures: the Valley of the Divine Condor, the Nine Yang Manual at Shaolin, and the Nine Yin Manual in the Ancient Tomb.

If Zhou Yang were alone, he would probably not be able to safely reach any of these three places in three days.

Without help, he would only be able to run around helplessly between the modern world and the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes with the system's assistance.

But now, it was different. Guo Jing was at least a third-rate expert and had the protagonist's aura. With his company, he wouldn't need to avoid ordinary bandits.

However, in three days, it was impossible to learn the legacy of Invincible Under the Heavens, obtain the inscriptions left by Chongyang, or take the Nine Yang Manual. He had to give up something.

Learning the legacy of Invincible Under the Heavens required a lot of time and the guidance of the divine condor, which might not even teach him. Zhou Yang had already missed the best age for martial arts training, and even if the divine condor were willing to teach him, the time required was far too much for three days.

The chances of successfully obtaining the legacy of Invincible Under the Heavens were the lowest, and the gains were the smallest, so he decided to give it up first.

The Nine Yin Manual in the inscriptions left by Chongyang was too incomplete and located in the heart of Chongyang Palace and the Ancient Tomb Sect, which were heavily guarded. If discovered, it would be difficult to enter again in a short time, so he gave it up as well.

Therefore, the complete Nine Yang Manual in the Shaolin Temple's scripture hall was the best choice. As long as he could safely reach Shaolin Temple, he had at least an 80% chance of obtaining the Nine Yang Manual.

"Brother Zhou, I can go with you." Guo Jing's face turned slightly red. It was the first time someone had praised his martial arts skills, and he had long been eager to visit Shaolin Temple, the leader of Central China's martial world. After a brief thought, Guo Jing agreed.

There was still some time before the date set by his master.

"Great, Brother Guo, rest at the inn. I'll buy a good horse, and we'll set off soon." Zhou Yang was overjoyed and quickly led Guo Jing to a nearby tavern.