Zhang Xuewen arrived quickly, he finally found an excuse to slip away, so he must seize it.

Earlier, he even considered breaking his leg just right, at least he could lie down peacefully for three months.

As the saying goes, a bone injury takes a hundred days to heal.

It was a nice thought, but unfortunately, it was only a month, and on the last day of the month, he realized there was a big bug in his plan.

On the last day of the month, he was fully recovered.

Trying to continue with the plan was impossible, as he couldn't control it well enough to have a leg break that recuperates in a month, so he had to accept defeat.

At this point, he regretted being too eager before; actually being the End-of-Season War God was quite good, just right for three months.

Then, following this thought, he felt a sense of hopelessness.

He is already the God of War Yuedi now, and if he pushes a bit more, advances further, his lazy days would be more ruined.

At Wen Yan's place, Zhang Xuewen seemed to relax entirely, foolishly chuckling while talking to Wen Yan about these things.

During that month of recuperation, life was truly comfortable, his wife didn't pin him down with one hand for the entire month.

Seeing the salty fish aura emanating from Zhang Xuewen, seemingly ready to give up, Wen Yan's thoughts shifted.

If you give up, who will cooperate with me?

"Your thinking is flawed, gravely flawed! Just like your previous plans to rest peacefully for three months, seriously flawed!"

"What's the problem?" Zhang Xuewen was initially not convinced, but when Wen Yan pointed out the three months issue, he immediately began humbly seeking guidance.

"If you give up now, then it's foreseeable, until your son gets married and has children.

For thirty days a month, for twenty-nine days you would be pinned down by your wife with one hand.

Oh, if it's a long month, then the entire thirty days would be like that.

You need to think about the future.

Have you considered that if everything goes ideally, your career might only need to advance two or three more times.

You might become the Midnight War God!

On that day, at midnight, you'll be Invincible, in every sense of the word.

You should know better than I do, right?

And in this process, if you put in the effort and don't choose the wrong path, perhaps you'll achieve it within a year.

Considering how career advancement becomes harder the further you go, let's conservatively say, five years!

Five years should be hopeful, shouldn't it?

Do you want to be a coward for life, or do you want to stand tall every day five years from now?"

Zhang Xuewen looked at Wen Yan in shock, truth be told, he hadn't thought that far.

He's already diligently engaging in martial training, it's just a shame that the normal progress is quite average, and this is under the conditions of having a bird's-eye view, without which the progress might be even slower.

Moreover, he now realizes the problem, if his career wants to continue advancing, Control Force is a crucial shortcoming that must be addressed.

Addressing this shortcoming requires him to solidify his foundation step by step under normal circumstances.

There's no shortcut for this kind of thing, or rather, even if there is any shortcut to speed things up, it still requires walking step by step.

Zhang Xuewen pondered a bit, realizing Wen Yan isn't deceiving him, he himself actually finds it very reasonable.

Midnight War God, Invincible in every sense, as he thought about it, his back straightened, the more he thought, the more he felt it made sense.

He isn't someone who can't endure hardship, in previous days, he was very diligent with martial training; otherwise, he wouldn't have advanced to God of War Yuedi at a young age.

If he grits his teeth and trains for a few more years, he can comfortably lie flat in every aspect.

Wen Yan earnestly gives Zhang Xuewen advice, this isn't fooling him, seeing Zhang Xuewen getting all fired up, already starting to envision a wonderful life, Wen Yan timely adds.

"Originally, whether to find you or not didn't matter, I just thought, isn't the end of the month approaching? If we can catch up, let's take a walk together, consider it two days off, liberate yourself a bit.

Since you came early, don't idle then, when it's time to work hard, you must work hard.

I have some other boxing techniques, do you want to give them a try?"

"What can I learn in two days?"

"True, my cultivation might suit you well. Speaking of shortcuts, there might be, just that it might be a bit tough, worth a try.

There could be some dangers, but definitely not life-threatening.

As long as you don't die, after two days, you'll certainly recover by yourself.

Do you want to try?

If it works, even if not by month's end, your regular state will certainly be much better than now.

Lugging around someone with a weight of over a hundred pounds, still easily, quick and nimble, that's definitely guaranteed."

Wen Yan here paints a pretty picture for Zhang Xuewen, oh, no, can't even call it painting a picture because he's actually telling the truth; indeed, that's the effect.

Zhang Xuewen's foundation is strong, perhaps the result would be even better.

Zhang Xuewen has no reason to refuse, one point Wen Yan didn't miss, even if there are issues, as long as you don't die, by month's end on the last day, you will also recover on your own.

And Wen Yan has methods to protect the most crucial life force, which he knows.

Had it not been for Wen Yan saving him before the last day of the month last time, he would likely not have survived until the last day of the month.

Zhang Xuewen agrees cheerfully, Wen Yan then starts talking about cultivation matters.

He first practiced the Scorching Sun Fist, but after the Third Stage, began to go off course, paving his own path.