Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System

”Yeah, that works,” Su Yue nodded solemnly.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Mo Kai probably wasn’t lying; he simply didn’t dare offend his dad right now. As for the Good Fortune Sword, Su Yue truly wasn’t in a hurry to get his hands on it.

First of all, in the Wet Realm, he had his Divine Soldiers battle axe that he could summon. This Good Fortune Sword could likely only be used on Earth. But upon returning to Earth, Su Yue planned to keep a low profile and absolutely avoid causing any trouble. At the very least, he would wait until he became a Grandmaster before acting arrogantly.

Secondly, he didn’t really have an interest in swords. If it were a massive, iron-rod-like sword like Yang Lezhi’s, Su Yue might be somewhat interested. But this Good Fortune Sword was thin and long. Although it was aesthetically pleasing, Su Yue felt it was more of an accessory.

There was no rush. He’d let his dad study it thoroughly!

”Let’s go, it’s time to cultivate!

”I sense a very pure mass of Qi Blood energy within your body. This is enough to sustain you for a long time, and you must exhaust it as quickly as possible; otherwise, it won’t be a good thing.

”As for the impurities generated during your cultivation process, you can eliminate them by catching pigs!”

Su Qingfeng looked at Su Yue with a half-smile.

His son had a few secrets, but Su Qingfeng couldn’t be bothered to pry.

Su Yue nodded without offering much of an explanation. The energy mass his dad mentioned was the extract from the Heiye Pill. However, since his dad couldn’t tell exactly what it was, there was no risk of his identity being exposed.

But Su Yue was somewhat curious. He thought, ”Catching pigs? What kind of pigs? Wild boars?”

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The two continued their journey.

The rest of the trip went relatively smoothly. Because he was traveling with Su Yue, Su Qingfeng kept a much lower profile on the road and didn’t provoke any demonic beasts.

Finally, the father and son stopped outside a dark green bamboo forest.

These bamboo stalks were different from the ones on Earth. Most of the stalks were thicker than Su Yue’s waist, and their shapes were also peculiar. They weren’t cylindrical; instead, their cross-sections were diamond-shaped.

Driven by a subconscious urge, Su Yue counted the edges. There were seven distinct edges. Every single stalk had seven edges.

However, Su Yue only let himself be briefly curious. Having survived in the Wet Realm for so long, he had grown accustomed to its oddities and didn’t make a fuss over it.

The bamboo forest was vast, and there weren’t any Grandmaster-level demonic beasts inside.