Chapter 1112 - 369: The Sword of Creation Emerges to Settle the Universe, Gifted to My Brother Su Qingfeng

"You’re used to being free and unfettered in the Wet Realm. Here, you have the freedom to kill and can act lawlessly.

"But if you return to the Divine Land, you must go back to being a law-abiding citizen. Laws govern every aspect of life there, and if you aren’t careful, you’ll step into a trap.

"Let’s not even talk about me; I have a long criminal record in the Investigation and Arrest Bureau’s system. Even Wang Yetao was plotted against by his rivals more than once in his youth.

"Take a very simple example. Suppose you get caught up in a case with the Investigation and Arrest Bureau. During the investigation period, you can only be locked up in a cell.

"During this time, you won’t have any pills or the right conditions to cultivate. You’d just be wasting your prime years.

"A long time ago, there was a very dirty and despicable tactic in the Divine Land.

"They would set traps to make Martial Artists fall for them and accidentally break the law. Then, during the investigation period, this group of people would do everything possible to stall for time, forcing the Martial Artists to waste away in their cells.

"Sometimes, they would frame a Martial Artist right when they were at a critical juncture for a breakthrough. That way, the Martial Artist would miss their precious opportunity to break through and might be stuck at a bottleneck for the rest of their lives. You could say their path of advancement would be completely sealed.

"The alien races are terrifying, but the human heart is actually even more terrifying.

"In the past, the human race even developed many dirty tricks to deal with the alien races that are truly impossible to guard against!"

Su Qingfeng sighed.

Looking at his youthful son, it would be a lie to say he wasn’t worried. He was too young, and far too outstanding. Precisely because he was so young and already so excellent, Su Yue would face many potential dangers. These dangers could be invisible blades—strikes that wouldn’t hurt on impact, but every single one of them was lethal. His young son couldn’t possibly be too ruthless and experienced in his mindset yet, and he still had to face even harsher tests.

"Dad, don’t worry, I’ll be careful!" Su Yue nodded solemnly.

To be honest, Su Qingfeng had indeed opened Su Yue’s eyes to the world of dirty tricks.

During the process of formal conviction, the Investigation and Arrest Bureau would have an investigation period. During this time, a Martial Artist would be temporarily detained in a cell. However, this period usually lasted at least a month, and could extend to half a year or a year. Sometimes, cases remained open for up to three years.

Let alone three years, even a single year of imprisonment was enough to ruin a Martial Artist. Even if one was willing to go to the battlefield in Shenchu City, they still had to wait for the final verdict.

The path of martial arts was like moving a boat against the current; you either moved forward, or you were swept back. Without the pressure of Spiritual Qi, without Qi Blood Pills, and without a cultivation environment, a Martial Artist’s Qi Blood value might even regress.

It seemed that he definitely had to learn to stay calm when in the city in the future. He absolutely could not act on impulse. Martial prowess often bred defiance of the law.

Although the Divine Land Government gave Martial Artists great privileges, they would severely crack down on crimes committed by them without any leniency. His dad was a living example. Even though his dad had made monumental contributions, he still ended up with a life sentence, which was an unprecedented exception in the Divine Land. During his time in prison in the Divine Land, his dad’s cultivation had undoubtedly been delayed as well.

"Dad, what about this sword?" Su Yue hesitated, looking at the Good Fortune Sword in Su Qingfeng’s hand.

Mo Kai had written it very clearly in his letter. Because it had been tainted by Qiu Fenghai’s filthy blood, this Good Fortune Sword was no longer suitable for a Grandmaster’s use. This was a gift from Mo Kai to him.

"I’ll take this sword back for now and have Duan Yuandi find someone to inspect it. You just focus on your cultivation; there’s no rush to take the sword!"

Su Qingfeng put the Good Fortune Sword away, refusing to let Su Yue touch it.

If Mo Kai harbored ulterior motives and wanted to use Su Yue to threaten him, the problem would be serious. Having a few Ninth Grade experts inspect it first would offer some peace of mind.

"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?"

...

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.