Chapter Sixty-Four: Eight Dantian

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Luo Yuan and Luo Feng walked silently down the street toward the Qianwu Dojo in Dragon Coil City, with Luo Feng especially frowning, his lips pressed tightly.

"Luo Feng, after visiting the slave market, how do you feel?" Luo Yuan asked calmly, his gaze steady on Luo Feng.

"There are countless human races, and some weaker ones remain fragile even in adulthood. For them, reaching even planetary rank is extremely difficult. These races end up captured by cosmic pirates and sold as slave races. Generation after generation, they are bred and sold into slavery—it's truly horrifying," Luo Feng said, gritting his teeth in frustration. His heart was chilled to the core.

"Hahaha, children of noble families? Silver Guard? Black Dragon Spaceship? We are not scions of any great family. Successors of Inkfall Star? Inkfall Star has already been destroyed! We are only Earthlings, weak Earthlings. We rely on ‘disguise’ to gain a sliver of respect here on Dragon Coil Star. Otherwise, who would value a planetary-level nobody from an indigenous planet?" Luo Feng looked up at the dreamlike sky of Dragon Coil Star, feeling suffocated.

"Ah, survival of the fittest. It’s the same everywhere. Only by becoming immensely powerful can you protect what you wish to defend," Luo Yuan sighed.

"But I will never let Earth follow the path of those slave races! Never!" Luo Feng growled in a low voice.

"Mm, Luo Feng, work hard. I believe in you. The task of guarding our world rests with you now," Luo Yuan encouraged him. Even with his system, Luo Yuan could not guarantee he would reach the heights Luo Feng would eventually attain—after all, the universe is vast, and those with fortunate encounters are countless.

Soon, the two arrived at their final stop in Dragon Coil City—the Qianwu Dojo.

"Why are we coming here?" Luo Feng asked, standing before the towering gates of a massive fortress.

"Just passing through," Luo Yuan replied blandly.

Luo Feng was momentarily stunned by Luo Yuan’s words, then shook his head with a smile. He felt Luo Yuan was becoming increasingly irreverent. He finally voiced the question he had been longing to ask: "Luo Yuan, this is your first time on Dragon Coil Star, yet you’ve been so calm the entire way. Why?"

"Haha, because I’ve been here in my dreams," Luo Yuan joked, making it up as he went along. Both Luo Feng and Babata rolled their eyes in response.

This was a city within a city. The Qianwu Dojo of Dragon Coil Star was the largest and most prestigious in nearly a hundred surrounding star systems. It gathered countless students, with the entire Qianwu Dojo spanning a diameter of 280 kilometers—a truly magnificent sight!

On the enormous main gate, four universal characters were inscribed in a flowing style—‘Qianwu Dojo’—surrounded by carvings of golden leaves.

At the front gate, a multitude of students entered and exited the Qianwu Dojo, with no guards present. Luo Feng simply followed the other students inside.

At a glance, he saw a vast plaza in the distance, densely packed with at least tens of thousands of students engaged in one-on-one collective training and sparring. The sight of so many students—none below planetary rank—was overwhelming, a visual spectacle of immense intensity.

"No wonder this is the finest Qianwu Dojo among the hundred nearby star systems," Luo Yuan praised inwardly.

This was a ‘school’ for warriors and spiritual masters in the Qianwu Universe Nation, a crucial channel for recruiting large numbers of warriors and spiritual masters! Moreover, within the immense territory of billions of star systems in the Qianwu Universe Nation, no other ‘martial hall’ or ‘dojo’ was permitted to teach or spread their methods!

Within the Qianwu Universe Nation, there was only one Qianwu Dojo!

Of course, if a domain master or world master received students privately on their own planets, the Qianwu Universe Nation would not interfere.

However!
Domain masters, world masters, and even immortal strongmen were strictly forbidden from establishing martial halls and openly recruiting disciples across numerous planets.

"This Qianwu Dojo actually has three Qianwu Masters!" Luo Feng observed the three sculptures facing the main entrance.

They depicted three powerful humans!

Each sculpture wore a deep purple battle robe, with a golden leaf embroidered on the sleeve—a single leaf, symbolizing a Qianwu Master!

Qianwu Dojo.
Planetary rank—ordinary students.
Stellar rank—elite students, eligible to be hired as ‘instructors’. On ordinary planets, instructors manage the ‘Qianwu Dojo’.
Cosmic rank—enter the esteemed ranks of ‘Qianwu Masters’, wearing a single leaf.
Domain masters—two-leaf Qianwu Masters!
World masters—three-leaf Qianwu Masters!

Thus, in the Qianwu Dojo, earning the ‘Qianwu Master’ title and being allowed to embroider a golden leaf on your sleeve was the highest honor.

Luo Yuan and Luo Feng registered at the administrative area to become ordinary students of Qianwu Dojo. Then they proceeded to the first-floor training plaza for ordinary students. Luo Yuan extended his spiritual power only across this plaza, and immediately the sound of attribute collection rang continuously, his strength soaring rapidly.

Luo Yuan realized this was indeed an excellent place. He noticed that the spiritual masters here were also releasing their spiritual force to practice weapon control, so his own release of spiritual power drew no attention. But outside the ordinary student area, Luo Yuan dared not be so bold.

"Luo Feng, I plan to stay here for two years. If you don’t wish to train here, just take a spaceship home and bring the slaves along. If anything comes up during these two years, we’ll meet on the cosmic virtual network," Luo Yuan said, turning to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng glanced at Luo Yuan curiously, but said nothing more and simply nodded. With Babata’s guidance and the knowledge of Inkfall Star, he didn’t value the training at Qianwu Dojo very highly.

"Then, two years from now, I’ll come pick you up!" With that, Luo Feng departed.

Luo Yuan stood in the ordinary student section of Qianwu Dojo, feeling a surge of excitement. Here, everyone was planetary-level, and many possessed unique talents and abilities.

"Spiritual force +50"

"Spiritual control proficiency +50"

"Gold gene origin energy +10"

"Diamond body skill +1"

"Wood gene origin energy +10"

"Wood escape skill +1"

"Water gene origin energy +10"

"Water flow control skill +1"

"Fire gene origin energy +10"

"Flame control skill +1"

"Earth gene origin energy +10"

"Earth escape control skill +1"

"Wind gene origin energy +10"

"Wind element control skill +1"

"Lightning gene origin energy +10"

"Lightning control skill +1"

"Light gene origin energy +10"

"Light control skill +1"

"Boom boom boom~"

Luo Yuan’s third dantian, fourth dantian… all the way to the eighth dantian appeared one after another. The miniature planets within these eight dantian expanded and multiplied rapidly. This change startled Luo Yuan—others had only one dantian, but he had eight, meaning he was eight times stronger than warriors of the same rank. However, he also needed to collect eight times as many attributes as before. Still, he was patient. He had never heard of anyone else experiencing such a change, leaving him somewhat perplexed.

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