51: Chapter 51 Marshal Ye: "If I were two hundred years younger, I would be even more absurd than you."

[The Fire Phoenix and the White Dragon collided with a boom in the sky before the great gate of the Sacred Realm.]

["Boom—!!!"]

[Blazing flames and biting Sword Qi intertwined and exploded, a violent shockwave sweeping in all directions, causing even the towering gate at the entrance of the Sacred Realm to tremble violently.]

[You were pushed back several steps by the recoil, your palms tingling.]

[Marshal Ye also retreated several steps, but he merely shook his hand, and the flames on his spear flared up once more.]

[His aged face was smiling, a smile that was unbridled.]

[Can't beat him!]

[After this round of collision, you were at a disadvantage.]

[You could feel that your total amount of Spiritual Qi was actually slightly higher than Marshal Ye's, but you felt that you couldn't beat him.]

[The simulator only gave you the cultivation base and all the Martial Skills you had learned.]

[You had not experienced real slaughter, and there was always a feeling of deficiency in the mobilization of Spiritual Qi and the release of Martial Skills.]

[This feeling was similar to asking a college student to take a college entrance exam; the student knew the problem was simple and could definitely have solved it in high school, but having not reviewed for too long, they just couldn't write it out now.]

[That was roughly how you felt right now.]

[Yet you still felt not the slightest fear, turning the longsword in your hand twice until it hummed.]

["Good lad, good lad!" Marshal Ye said twice in succession, the approval in his eyes deepening, but he didn't withdraw his spear; instead, he slammed it onto the ground, "Come again!"]

[You didn't waste words and dashed out again.]

[Your speed was fast to the extreme, and your power was compressed to the extreme.]

[In an instant, the two of you had exchanged dozens of blows.]

[Marshal Ye flicked his spear, the flames on the tip suddenly condensing, and a Fire Phoenix, more solid than the previous one, soared from the spear tip, spreading its wings to cover half the sky.]

[You stood in place, gently swinging your longsword.]

["Falling Heaven!" Your longsword slashed toward the Fire Phoenix, drawing an arc in the air.]

["Sword Fall!"]

[The Fire Phoenix was split in half from the middle and dissipated silently. The flames turned into sparks across the sky, falling like a grand display of fireworks behind you.]

[You landed steadily on the ground, your sword pointing at Marshal Ye.]

[Marshal Ye looked at you with eyes full of admiration.]

["Tsk tsk tsk! Not bad, not bad."]

[At first, your speed was slightly slower than his, but as the number of exchanges increased, your speed became faster and faster, and your reactions became sharper.]

[It seemed that with every round, you were drawing experience from the battle, rapidly turning the techniques that were just unfamiliar into instinct.]

["Lad, no more fighting, no more!" Marshal Ye looked at you and waved his hand, the flames on his spear disappearing.]

[You couldn't quite grasp Marshal Ye's intentions.]

[You saw that Marshal Ye had two large bottles in his hands, and he threw one to you: "Lad! Catch!"]

[You caught the bottle and shook it; the liquid inside sloshed. You opened the lid and took a sniff; the aroma of wine assaulted your nose.]

["Wine?" You said, shaking the bottle.]

[Marshal Ye had already taken a big gulp, the wine dripping down his chin to the ground.]

[He wiped his mouth and looked at you: "It's one thing that you don't smoke, but you can't refuse to drink wine; that wouldn't be right!"]

[As he spoke, Marshal Ye raised his bottle and shook it at you.]

[You looked at him, then looked at the wine bottle in your hand, sighed, and raised it as well.]

["Clang—"]

[The two wine bottles clinked together, making a crisp sound.]

[You took a fierce gulp.]

[The strong liquor went down your throat like a ball of fire burning in your stomach; it was your first time drinking such strong wine.]

["Don't you dare use Spiritual Qi to neutralize the alcohol, lad!" Marshal Ye looked at your expression, smiled, and sat on the ground.]

[He pointed to the side.]

[You took your wine and sat beside him.]

["Lad, you said you were going to the Zhou Family?" Marshal Ye said.]

["Yes!" You stared at Marshal Ye and said: "Is Marshal Ye still going to stop me?"]

["When did I stop you?" Marshal Ye smiled: "I just wanted to come and see the so-called Young Martial God! You've met Senior Master Wu Suanzi, right? That crazy old man; he is my teacher."]

["When he told me about you, I thought that old man had gone completely crazy."]

["I didn't expect it to be true, a Young Martial God!" As he spoke, Marshal Ye sized you up again and raised his bottle: "Come, have another drink with me!"]

[This time you didn't raise your wine bottle; you wanted to find Mu Xue, fearing that if you went too late, Mu Xue would have already been subjected to Possession.]

[Marshal Ye seemed to see through your thoughts, but he still stood in your way, not letting you leave.]

[He clinked his bottle against yours on his own: "Worried about that little girl from the Zhou Family."]

[You didn't know why Marshal Ye would know about this.]

[Marshal Ye looked at your shocked expression and just smiled faintly: "Don't worry, it won't happen that fast; at least there is still time for you to chat with this old man."]

[Marshal Ye took a big gulp, looked at you, shook his head, and said: "Youth!"]

["Lad, I know that for you to reach this Realm at this age, you must have obtained a tremendous Opportunity." Marshal Ye clapped his hands, stood up, and looked at you.]

["I have seen some of the things you've done over the past two years, and in my opinion, they are indeed somewhat absurd."]

["But if I were two hundred years younger, I might be even more absurd than you!"]

[Marshal Ye took a fierce gulp of wine, the liquid spilling down: "Go be crazy, lad. With this cultivation base at your age, if you didn't go crazy, that would truly be crazy."]

[Marshal Ye said: "After you've been crazy, you will know that for some things, even if you are a Martial Arts Myth, even if you have heaven-defying cultivation..."]

[Marshal Ye's face became redder and redder, and then he just collapsed on the ground; the wine bottle rolled from his hand, spun twice, and stopped at your feet.]

["Hoo—hoo—hoooo——" Snoring sounds came from Marshal Ye's mouth.]

[You couldn't quite believe it; the supreme commander of the Sacred Realm had just gotten drunk in front of you.]

[It seemed that in that simulation, Lin Si did indeed mention that Marshal Ye had a poor tolerance for alcohol.]

[You didn't pay too much attention to what Marshal Ye said, took a big gulp of the wine, and placed the remaining wine beside Marshal Ye.]

[Sacred Realm, Zhou Family.]

[Compared to the wealthy families outside, the architecture inside the Sacred Realm revealed a style of simplicity; even the Zhou Family, being one of the two great families of the Sacred Realm, consisted of only a few houses, with a few small courtyards divided in the middle of the houses.]

[Mu Xue was inside here.]

[You didn't know why you had come to find her, but you just wanted to find her.]

[Lin Three and Mu Xue had lived together for many years, so he would risk his life to break into the Sacred Realm for Mu Xue.]

[But what about you?]

[You had only seen the story of Lin Three and Mu Xue in the simulator; you thought you understood her, but in reality, you were more like an onlooker; you didn't understand Mu Xue at all.]

[You thought about how your original body was also watching you from outside, but you were no longer him.]

[The original body was just a little Chu Nan, but you were no longer him.]

"..." Lin Heng: "No, Prisoner 5, you're the one playing with philosophy, why drag me into it?"

[You arrived in front of the Zhou Family gate.]

[The aura of a Martial God was released without reservation in an instant.]

[Your voice carried confidence, and also arrogance.]

["Martial God Lin Heng, has come to pay a visit!!!"]