Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Inside the previously lifeless Dongping City, many men and women walked with deep smiles and a sense of purpose.

Most of them were equipped with ordinary leather armor and longswords. Just three days ago, Dongping was still a lifeless city on the brink of being invaded by the Necoris.

But now, the once useless and hopeless inhabitants of the city had been given a second chance at life, and each one was taking it seriously.

The term "Adventurers" was no longer a strange job title.

With each passing day, many young men and women were flocking to join the Celestial Heavenly Store's adventurer team.

Even though most of them came from ordinary families while the martial clans were still skeptical about the existence of the superior technique, they couldn't deny the threat posed by the Celestial Heavenly Store. Discover hidden content at empire

At this point, no one had successfully cultivated the superior technique, so they were waiting to see what would happen.

The Wei clan was full of anger and jealousy toward the store.

Since Su Yen and his men had lodged in their mansion for a couple of days, they believed such a powerful technique should have been given to them as compensation.

Therefore, they eagerly awaited the destruction of the Celestial Heavenly Store.

From a distance, three martial artists strode toward the Celestial Heavenly Store, and when pedestrians encountered them, they scurried away in panic.

Arriving in front of the store, the three men entered without any regard for the people patiently waiting in line.

They stopped in front of the counter, and Wei De arrogantly demanded, "Where is your leader? I want to see him right away."

Watching Wei De's arrogant display, everyone inside the lobby took a step back with fascinated expressions. This was a rare opportunity for them to see how powerful this mysterious store truly was.

Deng Kun looked at Wei De with a light smile and calmly responded, "Why do you want to see our leader?"

"Who are you to question our young master? Get lost and take us to your leader!" one of the men behind Wei De shouted, his face full of contempt.

Deng Kun didn't bat an eye at the burly man standing behind Wei De and responded, "If you can't tell me why you want to see our leader, then I can only advise you to leave."

"Really? Why don't you try?" The burly man stepped forward from behind Wei De, and a powerful aura of a Second-Rate Martial Artist erupted from his body.

Feeling the strong aura from the burly man, all the ordinary people inside the lobby took a step back, their faces full of shock and anticipation.

Looking at the stupefied expressions on the people's faces, Wei De was deeply pleased, and the contempt on his lips deepened.

'Let's see how you escape. Today, I must get my hands on that superior technique,' he mused, his heart racing with excitement.

Deng Kun looked at the burly man as if he were looking at an ant, then averted his gaze before focusing on Wei De.

"What is the meaning of this?"

He maintained his composure without any trace of fear or pretense.

When the crowd saw how composed he was, they gasped in shock. This was a Second-Rate Martial Artist, so why wasn't he scared? they wondered.

Wei De was also baffled but scoffed inwardly. 'This must be a ruse to scare me, but how wrong he is.'

An evil laugh escaped from his lips. "Since you deny me the chance to see your leader, I must force your leader to see me. What can you do about it?"

As Deng Kun prepared to respond, the sound of footsteps echoed from the door leading to the second floor, and instantly everyone turned their heads.

Zimo and an ordinary-looking young man approached the lobby, their light steps reverberating in everyone's minds.

"Captain!" a woman shouted in excitement.

Yijun turned his head in the direction of the woman's cry, and a light smile crept across his face.

For the past three days, he and his team had been working tirelessly to earn enough contribution points for the first level of the superior technique, and today they had finally managed to acquire it.

Cultivating the first level of the superior technique opened up a brand-new world before him. With his newfound strength, he felt as though he could kill anyone with a single swipe of his palm.

However, when he heard Zimo's strict warning, he reined in his thoughts and vowed to cultivate and work hard for the second level.

In addition, he was not yet a martial artist but a cultivator at Body Building Realm Stage 1.

Though he was only at Stage 1 of the Body Building Realm, the enormous strength pulsing through his veins shocked him to the core.

Staring at the Second-Rate Martial Artist, he didn't feel that the man was anything special. He believed he could defeat him easily.

Coming out of his reverie, he heard Zimo's voice.

"Do you want to die?"

Zimo's voice was not loud, but everyone could feel the bone-chilling killing intent, and they all shivered.

Wei De's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the calmly looking Zimo. Zimo seemed like an ordinary commoner without any trace of a Martial Artist's aura, so Wei De couldn't believe where the power was coming from.

Since he couldn't detect a Martial Artist's aura from Zimo, he regained his confidence and responded.

"Who would die between us is yet to be known. Today, either you give me the superior technique, or I destroy your store. Choose."

When Zimo and Deng Kun heard this, they couldn't help but smile.

"Yijun, you're the first person to cultivate the superior technique. Why don't you show him how weak he is?" Zimo said, turning to Yijun.

What!

The crowd couldn't believe their ears, especially Yijun's teammates. How could their captain have the strength to battle a Second-Rate Martial Artist?

Before they could understand what was happening, Yijun stepped forward, gave Zimo a deep bow, and looked at Wei De and his goons.

"Are you coming together or one at a time? Whatever you decide is fine by me."

Gasp!

'What the hell is going on?'

'Did the sun rise in the west this morning?'

Wei De was shocked as he stared at Yijun. He couldn't understand where this ordinary-looking boy had come from.

Yet, he wouldn't hesitate to trample him to display his might.