Chapter 102: Ascend to Heaven (Seeking Subscriptions!)

A familiar prompt popped into his mind. Tang Mubei couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth upward. "Indeed, it works. Consume!"

A buzzing sound rang out. His body trembled slightly, and a batch of new information instantly appeared in his mind as if out of nowhere. Void Stepping!

This was a complete three-turn martial art, its abilities matching its surface description. When circulated, it allowed one to consume qi and blood to walk on air!

Of course, it was only a three-turn martial art after all, so it could not reach the height of a thousand meters to walk on air. The limit was one hundred meters! Within the range of one hundred meters above the ground, walking on air was like treading on flat ground. You know, walking on air could only be achieved by master-level martial artists. Others wishing to realize this would have to rely on external aids—martial arts, treasures, or spiritual objects. Void Stepping was one of them.

Tang Mubei was overjoyed at this and immediately consumed his lifespan to learn it. One year for entry, two years for minor completion, three years for proficiency, nine years for great completion, twelve years for realm transformation, twenty-four years for perfection. Just like the one-turn and two-turn martial arts, it only consumed fifty-one years from entry to perfection. Unlike Rolling Cloud Hand, which had taken two hundred and fifty-five years. It seemed that starting from four turns, each additional grade required several times the lifespan. It was fortunate that Tang Mubei had ample lifespan, or else—

A brand new prompt suddenly popped out of his mind. Tang Mubei, who had been pondering, was stunned. "Fusing three light martial arts? Deriving a new one? Does the system have this function?"

Tang Mubei, snapping back to his senses, was both surprised and delighted. "A hundred years of lifespan is nothing; just consume it!"

His body quivered. His brain instantly fell into blankness, but soon recovered consciousness, and a batch of new information emerged accordingly.

Sky Flying Dance Void Art!

This was a wonderful light martial art derived from fusing the light-stepping and gliding of Grass Flying, the air-breaking and borrowing of wind from Chasing Wind Leg, and the hovering and storing power of Void Stepping—six abilities in one. Its specific grade, which turn it belonged to, Tang Mubei could not judge, conservatively four turns. Because as long as he trained to the ninth layer, he could reach the pinnacle of the sky and control the nine heavens' raging winds!

Correct. The attribute of Sky Flying Dance Void Art was also wind, able to send people to the outside of the atmosphere!

This kind of light martial art, what turn it was, Tang Mubei really could not tell. But no matter what turn it was, Tang Mubei had made a huge profit. The system could actually fuse multiple martial arts together and derive new ones. Light martial arts, archery, blade techniques, fist methods—surely they could too.

Click! Thinking of it excitingly, Tang Mubei could not help but feel anticipation.

After a while, he gathered his thoughts and looked at the bald middle-aged man, who was staring at him eagerly. "Good, the secret manual content you carry isn't fake." Tang Mubei chuckled. "Since you're cooperating so much, I've agreed!"

With that, he turned and left. "Wait, wait!" The bald middle-aged man saw this and hurriedly shouted anxiously, "You didn't take me away, this doesn't count! As agreed, I tell you the secret manual, you save me..."

"Wait!" Tang Mubei turned around and interrupted, "Did I say I would save you? You just shouted for me to give you a huge sum of money to let you go. Then I changed it to the secret manual. Now, since you've told me the content of the secret manual, I've also agreed to let you go. How doesn't it count?"

The bald middle-aged man: "..."

Yes, he had said that earlier, but the question was, was that how it counted? He now had broken hands and legs. If Tang Mubei did not save him, staying here he could only wait to die! Hating in his heart, but the bald middle-aged man's face was full of flattery. "I said it wrong earlier. If I give you one billion more, will you take me back to the city?"

"No." Tang Mubei shook his head seriously. "You buried landmines to kill me. I agreed not to kill you in exchange for the secret manual, which is already exceptionally kind. Now if I save you, how will I face people in the future?"

"Having money is good, but one can't lose basic dignity just for money!"

"No... it's not like that." The bald middle-aged man hurriedly explained, "As long as you don't say, I don't say, outside... ah, ah, don't go, don't go!"

The bald middle-aged man wailed pitifully.

Tang Mubei no longer turned back, ignoring the wailing and cursing of the bald middle-aged man, quickly disappearing from his sight.

He walked a certain distance, then secretly returned, hiding behind a large tree, watching the bald middle-aged man from afar. The man's cursing and bloody smell attracted eight thorn wolves with pitch-black fur, coming to the bottom of the cliff.

Under Tang Mubei's gaze, the bald middle-aged man facing the eight thorn wolves' siege indeed had faint golden light appear on his body again, lying on the ground resisting the attacks of the eight thorn wolves while constantly counterattacking. Unfortunately, the more he counterattacked, the more ferocious the eight thorn wolves became. Sharp thorns shot out from his dense fur, targeting the bald middle-aged man. Less than three minutes, the faint golden light on the bald middle-aged man's body dissipated into countless light spots. The bald middle-aged man's hastily raised body-protecting qi also lasted less than a minute before shattering. Without protection, the eight thorn wolves could finally ferociously pounce over and dismember the bald middle-aged man.

Immaterial pressure descended from the sky. Tang Mubei stepped on the tree branches and flew back, in mid-air, shooting eight arrows that killed all eight thorn wolves, recovering a wave of life force. Subsequently, he walked to the bald middle-aged man's corpse, squatted down, and after some rummaging, found a box of qi-blood pills, a short knife, and a jade pendant. The qi-blood pills and short knife were nothing special, only the jade pendant was full of cracks, with a faint breath inside slowly dissipating.

"So, the treasure that made this bald guy withstand pressure and block attacks was useless?" Tang Mubei playing with the jade pendant, the corners of his mouth twitched. Although a bit regrettable, Tang Mubei also saw it. This jade pendant's power, though good, was a one-time consumable! Once used, it was gone. Compared to those treasures that could be reused, it was incomparable. Even if Tang Mubei got it in advance, he couldn't use it more than a few times. Thinking of this, he casually threw away the jade pendant, took the qi-blood pills and short knife, left the cliff, and returned along the way. When he found the car, the bodies all over the ground and the thick bloody smell attracted a group of giant hyenas, frantically gnawing on the corpses. Tang Mubei, seeing this, shot them all dead and recovered a wave of life force. Then, drove back to the city.

All the way at high speed, returned the rented car to the rental agency, then took a taxi to the airport in Kai Xiong City, found there was still time left, bought the flight ticket back to the thirty-eighth domain, and waited for an hour before boarding the interstellar warship. On the way here, it was smooth sailing. On the return trip, the interstellar warship encountered an attack from a large flying bird. Good that under a round of cannon barrages, the large flying bird became a large roasted chicken, dead beyond death. When returning to the thirty-eighth domain, it was already evening. Tang Mubei exited from the Canghe City airport, found a restaurant to have dinner, then drove back to Hongye City. However, just as the car entered the Red Leaf City district, a bad premonition suddenly surged into his heart!