Getting Stronger By Fighting-Chapter 500 Three Seven’s Choice_1

Therefore, when Wang Zhan finally returned here, back to the Old Man’s side after a long trek from the battlefield, this was the scene that greeted him.

In the distance, a child of about ten was trembling all over, yet continually suppressing his fear. Then, step by step, he ventured into the wilderness area behind him! In doing so, he shrugged off the gentle and comfortable protection of the two high-level Warriors behind him, embracing a future entirely unknown to him. Behind him, two pairs of equally profound eyes, laden with unspoken thoughts and calculations, watched his retreating figure.

And so, Wang Zhan remained silent. He didn’t speak, nor did he ask the Old Man why he had done such a thing. He just silently watched the distance. It was a sensation akin to how he recalled struggling up from the mud and then, openly and squarely, standing tall on his own.

The Old Man, however, seemed quite relaxed. Only after the little brat disappeared from his line of sight did the Old Man’s entire being thoroughly relax, as if he had finally let out a sigh of relief. Then, he turned back around. When he saw Wang Zhan’s somewhat grave and solemn expression, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled softly.

"How about it? Finally took a big hit, so you came back?"

Of course, Wang Zhan wouldn’t argue. This old fox has incredibly sharp eyes, Wang Zhan thought. He even suspected the Old Man was deliberately putting on an act with him. He’s still concealing the greater part of his strength. In short, he’s just an old, undying fox—a cunning rogue.

However, one thing Wang Zhan could be sure of was that when he had previously used that ’cat burglar replacing the prince’ maneuver, confident in his mental energy, he had firmly believed that not just any ordinary person could see through his true capabilities. Yet, Wang Zhan had apparently overlooked this enigmatic old fellow who *could* see through him. Then, there was no doubt. In Wang Zhan’s eyes, this Old Man, who had once seen all his foundations so clearly—everything except the System—how could he possibly be an ordinary person!

So, Wang Zhan didn’t dwell on how the Old Man had seen through him. The corners of his mouth relaxed slightly; perhaps the vast scenery before him brought a measure of contentment. He then hummed in agreement and said softly, "More or less. I encountered a rather interesting beast. But I was too self-assured at the time and left my blade behind. In the end, I could only watch helplessly as it departed."

As for the matter of the other ’Wang Zhan,’ he naturally glossed over it. After all, Wang Zhan wouldn’t readily expose his own hidden cards. If the Old Man wanted to understand, he’d have to figure it out himself someday! One should know, these things were not tangible aspects like Essence Energy, vital energy, or martial arts, which could be easily perceived. Rather, they were the true foundations hidden deep within a person, concealed beneath the surface! The saying ’know the person, know the face, but not the heart’ could also apply here. You might discern everything discernible through experience, but the unknown elements in this world would always outnumber your experiences. Therefore, for Wang Zhan, the less information he revealed, the more advantageous it was for him.

Of course, right now, the Old Man was more concerned with just how great a loss this fellow Wang Zhan had suffered. So he immediately laughed heartily.

"The moment you, lad, left your weapon with him, I had a feeling you were bound to suffer a loss! I saw that weapon. Even if it’s not intrinsically linked to your life, it’s surely a powerful trump card, right? HAHAHAHA! You left such a trump card behind, how could you not suffer a loss!"

However, as a matter of fact, recalling that scene, the Old Man was actually still somewhat dumbfounded. Naturally, what made him feel astonished wasn’t the Liyun Blade, which had been passed down from Wang Yidao and then chanced upon by Wang Zhan. Rather, it was the other item: that small, easily overlooked shield hanging like a pendant from the Liyun Blade!

The Old Man could tell at a glance how priceless that item was, and what an incredibly wondrous weapon it represented. Yet, such a Spiritual Weapon, possessing spirit, was casually tossed by Wang Zhan to a child merely ten years old. Committing such an act was enough to leave the Old Man aghast and thoroughly amazed. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Because, how extravagantly wealthy was that? How utterly insane! Was Wang Zhan truly not worried at all that the little fellow wouldn’t be able to manage it and would end up losing that Spiritual Weapon in this wilderness? Something countless people yearned for yet could never obtain—how did it suddenly become so cheap in Wang Zhan’s hands?

Of course, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to ask Wang Zhan this question. The importance of a divine weapon of that caliber to anyone was self-evident. That was a true foundation! Therefore, he could also predict that Wang Zhan definitely knew the inside story. Simultaneously, Wang Zhan would certainly not reveal the details of that weapon, so the Old Man simply chose to disregard it.

Sure enough, Wang Zhan didn’t breathe a word about that Spiritual Weapon. Instead, regarding the Old Man’s point about his trump card, he nodded and admitted frankly, "Correct. I have a martial arts technique that must rely on that ancient weapon. After giving it to him, it’s almost like I’ve lost an arm. It certainly has some impact. But well..."

Wang Zhan chuckled, very casually, yet his words seemed to brim with heroic spirit. "Even without that blade, the impact on me isn’t too significant. In any case, I won’t suffer too great a loss, which is why I gave the blade to him. Of course, from my perspective, although I took a loss, I believe that if the two of us were to team up, we’d surely be able to make a fortune this time. Try to imagine: a fellow that even I, completely unarmed, couldn’t handle—how could it possibly be a match for the two of us? So, what do you say? Want to give it a try?"

As he spoke, Wang Zhan’s gaze towards the Old Man was filled with certainty, composure, and ease.

However, the Old Man just scoffed immediately, his face a mask of disdain, the very picture of a worldly merchant. "What kind of thing could possibly let *me* make a fortune? Lad, don’t think that just because I’m old now, I wasn’t well-off when I was young, alright! If there’s truly something that could move a Martial Emperor, it would have to be a divine medicine. Surely you couldn’t have stumbled upon something like that..."

Of course, the Old Man’s implication was that divine medicine was something one might encounter by chance but could not actively seek; it wasn’t something anyone could easily find. Furthermore, with so many Martial Artists in this world, and powerhouses too numerous to count, how could it possibly be Wang Zhan’s turn?

But Wang Zhan merely smiled. How could he tell this Old Man that he actually possessed two stalks of divine medicine himself? It was just that... oh, he’d forgotten, they weren’t on his person. But regardless, it wasn’t anything too exceedingly rare, all things considered.

So, Wang Zhan, still maintaining an air of nonchalance, settled back into the car before speaking to the Old Man. "Divine medicine, no. But I imagine a Spatial-type bloodline talent from the Beast Clan, no matter where it appeared, would likely be enough to interest quite a few Martial Emperors, right? Are you sure you don’t want in?"

Wang Zhan, for his part, was quite certain. His eyes gradually grew profound. And indeed, he wasn’t concealing a single thing from the Old Man before him. After all, this kind of thing would inevitably be revealed the moment it was seen. So it was better for everyone to be frank with each other; it would be immensely beneficial for the cooperation to follow. Moreover, Wang Zhan wasn’t actually afraid of the giant snake itself, but its numerous clones were truly too repulsive. Relying solely on their sheer numbers, they could easily surround Wang Zhan and wear him down with little effort. It was because of this that he had come up with the idea.

Of course, even if Wang Zhan had already roped the Old Man into this, the true initiative was destined to remain firmly grasped in Wang Zhan’s hands. Because, setting all else aside, just by virtue of the insider Wang Zhan had planted by the giant snake’s side, he already held a decisive advantage! Besides him, no one else could locate that hidden giant snake. Therefore, Wang Zhan wasn’t worried in the slightest. There wouldn’t be any such occurrence as a ’dove occupying a magpie’s nest,’ because, when had he ever not been a hawk himself? Always circling in the sky, ready at any moment to launch a ferocious assault on his chosen prey. Or, perhaps, just waiting quietly like this, until the day he could witness the azure clouds ascend directly, riding the rising winds of heaven!

However, though Wang Zhan appeared nonchalant, when it came to the Old Man before him... the Old Man nearly felt as if he were suffocating, his heart almost stopping—if he still had one, that is.

A... Spatial-type bloodline talent? Did such a thing truly exist in this world?

And so, the Old Man, deeply shaken internally, first had a flicker of daze pass through his eyes. Then, an endless craving and thirst for knowledge, impossible to conceal, filled them, a fact Wang Zhan immediately noted.

Immediately, the Old Man took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart and composing himself slightly. Only then did he turn to Wang Zhan, his expression unconsciously becoming somewhat solemn, stern, and imposing as he asked, "What you just said... was it truly a Spatial-type bloodline talent?"

Without a doubt, he needed to confirm this fact once more. Because, although the Federation had long anticipated such a possibility, this was still the first time he had ever encountered it! Therefore, he knew clearly that if this news was true, then the entire Federation would likely be thrown into an uproar because of this matter.