Chapter 256: The Basement

Words : 1922 Updated : Sep 29th, 2025

After waking up the next morning, Chen Chuan went through his daily training as usual. At noon, he contacted Wu Bei and decided to go to Luminous Dew Street that Instructor Wu had mentioned. He had already asked Wu Bei to check it out. This place was located in the Luminous Dew District in the southeast of Central City. It was a gathering place for many foreigners, especially those from the Outer Ocean island nations. Instructor Wu's publicly known residence was in a high-end apartment building, and that small hill seemed to be no secret either. Only this place couldn't be found, so it was likely his safe house and secret stronghold. Instructor Wu ultimately deleted the message he was about to send, so his last words should have been the reality. Moreover, Instructor Wu had only recently died and had not had a monitoring Implant implanted. Even those who had contact with him probably didn't know the news yet, so now was the best time to check it out. After preparing, he left the school and took the tram directly in that direction. On the way, he looked at the communication platform. He had just randomly chosen the avatar provided by the platform, which was a pitch-black silhouette without anything else or any cool effects. After thinking about it, he didn't change it, because he thought it was good as it was. After the tram arrived, Luminous Dew Street was right outside the station. This was a relatively bustling downtown area. Standing where he was, he could look up and see the flying bridge like a long rainbow that he had seen outside Central City. Because of the distance, it seemed to stretch across the sky when viewed from here. This flying bridge directly connected to the sea, linking to an offshore island, and at the end stood the Senate Building jointly built by various Companies and the Government. Even here, he could vaguely see the outline of the building through the half-hidden sea fog. Searᴄh the Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. After taking a few glances, he walked into the crowded Luminous Dew Street. The houses here were relatively short, but the shops were quite spacious. Most of them had rows of large decorative noren curtains hanging in front of their doors. Most of the people walking around were foreigners from the islands, and Da Shun people were relatively few. Of course, there were also relatively tall buildings. He saw something that could almost be considered a landmark: a slowly rotating, huge Ferris wheel. That belonged to the Ferris Wheel Corporation. In fact, after entering this street, he found that this Company's logo was everywhere. He had heard Old Feng mention that this seemed to be a Company that hadn't been established for too long and had the background of many offshore island nations. After walking for a while, Wu Bei's voice came over, "Little Brother Chen, no one is following or monitoring. Everything is normal." Chen Chuan said, "Okay." Wu Bei said excitedly, "Little Brother Chen, I've marked the location on the map for you. Just follow it." Chen Chuan saw the location marker displayed on the Boundary Token, thanked him, and stopped wandering around, heading directly there. There, a section of the street had alleys that went deep on both sides. Several drunken men were lying around, and there were suspicious water stains and vomit. Chen Chuan glanced at them and determined from their breathing that they were ordinary people. He walked inside and saw two-story houses on both sides, spaced far apart. He walked all the way to the last house, which was marked with the number forty-seven. At this moment, he slightly quickened his pace, and with just a step on the wall, his figure crossed over the fence and landed calmly in the yard. After looking around and seeing nothing unusual, he walked to the door and gently pushed it open, causing the lock tongue to crack neatly. He grabbed the doorknob, opened the door, and glanced inside. The furnishings in the house were very sparse and empty, looking as if no one had been here for a long time. He walked in and soon took a tour. There was nothing to see on either the upper or lower floors, but he did find a basement with a locked entrance door. He yanked off the lock and thick chains, opened the door, and walked down the stairs. After reaching the bottom, he looked around. There wasn't much here. Besides some exercise equipment, there was a built-in safe standing upright. He saw a flashlight on a nearby table, picked it up, pressed the switch, and found that it still worked. He walked over, shined the light a couple of times, found the lock, and slowly dialed the password that Instructor Wu had given him. After a while, he heard a few clicks. He grabbed the handle, slowly opened it, and shined the flashlight back and forth from top to bottom several times, finding boxes of stacked medicinal herbs inside. He took one out and checked it, finding that it was Drugs for Third Limit cultivation, and there were quite a few of them. He had a thought. These weren't necessarily for Instructor Wu's daily use, but seemed to be stockpiled here, because there were no signs of frequent opening. Soon he also found a small portion of First Limit and Second Limit Drugs. Instructor Wu himself shouldn't need them, so they were likely for those students he wanted to train. In addition, he found a stack of Data and notes in a hidden compartment, so he took them out and flipped through them. They were Instructor Wu's past Cultivation records and teaching notes. They didn't involve Empty Practice Technique, but were genuine teaching experiences and insights, mainly discussing how to improve students, how to encourage them, and how to guide their confidence. He flipped through the time and saw that it was about ten years ago. It was clear that Instructor Wu at this stage was really dedicated to teaching students, but later he may have become the way he saw him due to some reason. These things were very valuable for reference, after all, they were left by a Third Limit Martial Artist, including guidance for student and his own Cultivation records. He roughly flipped through each one and decided to take them away for reference later. After flipping to the bottom, he found a notebook that had clearly been used many times. He flipped through it and found that many pages were blank, the handwriting was relatively messy, and there were many corrections, but the records on it caught his attention. "...Third Limit may be my limit. I may never reach Fourth Limit. teacher once said that the period of inertia has arrived. My talent may have come to an end. Ordinary Drugs can no longer support my cultivation, unless..." "In fact, compared to those student, I am already very lucky. I still have a path to take, but they have no way to go." "...Perhaps it is feasible... This path can help more student improve... If it succeeds, maybe I can bypass the restriction? I'm not sure, but I can try... Lacking funds and equipment, I thought of someone. Maybe I can find him?" "He agreed. I am very happy. If this empty training method is promoted, even if it can't help me, it should be able to help those ordinary student..." At this point, many pages were torn off. "I can't make up my mind, but he said that for the benefit of more people, these are necessary sacrifices. But by doing this, am I creating this empty training to save people or kill them?" "He said that that day is getting closer and closer to us, and the changes are intensifying. We must seize the time to do something. We can't care too much at this time... I think he may have a point." "The experiment is progressing and seems to be going well, but it has been stuck at that one step. What is the problem?" "...Failed again. I'm afraid I need to find new ideas. I can't sacrifice more student anymore. Maybe I can try it myself? I am a Third Limit Martial Artist, so there shouldn't be any problems." "There seems to be progress..." "I don't understand why I can't get past this level?! I don't believe it. I must succeed!" "Recently, my thinking has become more and more chaotic. He gave me some medicine, which is very useful. I can calm down and think again..." At this point, the record ended. The rest was just scattered and incoherent handwriting, very messy and fragmented, and it was unclear what it was. However, it could be seen from the broken strokes that the notebook owner's Spirit state was somewhat abnormal. Chen Chuan thought for a while and could roughly outline the whole thing. Instructor Wu had likely encountered an obstacle in Martial Combat Cultivation, but couldn't find a way, so he tried to bypass the restriction and find another way. He could understand the Cultivation obstacles, because Cheng Zitong had told him that a Martial Artist's Mutated Tissue has its growth limit. Talented people can grow their Mutated Tissue for a long time and use Drugs and reasonable Cultivation methods to extend this time as much as possible. And people without talent may stop at a certain stage. The period of inertia mentioned in the notes is a theoretical statement. Roughly speaking, if a Martial Artist's Mutated Tissue is in a state where it may seize normal functions at any time, then it means that it is in a high-speed growth period. Cultivating during this time can achieve twice the result with half the effort. This often occurs when a Martial Artist first starts Martial Combat Cultivation. And if the Mutated Tissue gradually exits this state, it enters a dormant period, which may wake up again and continue to promote the high-speed growth of the Mutated Tissue again. But if this state is never encountered again, it means that the Martial Artist's Mutated Tissue has reached a period of inertia. If this continues, and a way to stimulate it cannot be found, then the Mutated Tissue will become more and more inert until it completely subsides, and then it will be the recession period. He couldn't help but think of himself. He was not the kind of person who was born with Mutated Tissue. He was able to get to where he was today by relying on several times the Drugs and the stimulation of many Supernatural Entities. However, apart from the very beginning, his Mutated Tissue has not yet experienced a second awakening period. But he had only cultivated for two years at most, and the time was still short. But he had to consider it. According to the information revealed by Instructor Wu, it seemed that there was a way. In any case, he had to find a way to reach the Third Limit first. He looked at the things here and planned to take them all away, but he couldn't put them in the school and had to find a safe place temporarily.

Chapter 256: The Basement

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