Super Combat Soldier

”Tianchen, don’t go, it’s too dangerous. Li Jian has a fiery temper and he’s very likely to kill you,” Su Feifei anxiously looked at Ye Tianchen and ran over to grab his arm and said.

”Go ahead, go ahead, perhaps you’re not that easy to kill. If you can come back alive, I’ll let you touch my perky butt, how about that?”

Before Ye Tianchen could even speak, Fan Ruoxuan scoffed with a tone full of teasing. Her words implied as if Ye Tianchen’s chances of returning alive after meeting with Wang Feng and Li Jian were slim to none, as if it were certain he’d lose his life; otherwise, Fan Ruoxuan, a lady from a wealthy family, would never make such a remark or such a bet.

Mainly because Su Feifei and Fan Ruoxuan, both from prominent families, had heard about the explosive temper of Elder Li from the Li family. He was a man who wouldn’t even fear the Heavenly King and was truly short-tempered. Plus, he was an old soldier who had fought in battles and had the audacity to kill without hesitation. Given that Ye Tianchen had almost killed his only grandson, Li Xin, it was imaginable how Li Jian would deal with Ye Tianchen. This matter would be hard to settle amicably, and in most people’s eyes, Ye Tianchen would either die or spend the rest of his life in prison.

”Is that true?” Ye Tianchen glanced at Fan Ruoxuan, especially taking a look at her perky butt as he asked.

Fan Ruoxuan’s cheeks flushed red. She had the utmost confidence that Ye Tianchen wouldn’t be able to return, but when she saw him brazenly staring at her shapely butt, she couldn’t help but blush, and immediately glared fiercely at Ye Tianchen and said, ”I always keep my word. Just come back alive and stand in front of me, and I will fulfill my promise.”

”It’s a deal. When that time comes, make sure your butt is clean—I do prefer touching those that are both white and big...” Ye Tianchen said with a mischievous smile.

”Drop dead!” Fan Ruoxuan cursed, annoyed.

Ye Tianchen smiled slightly and then said to Su Feifei, ”I apologize for the poor hospitality today, beautiful. I hope to treat you well next time. How about I invite you to dinner just by ourselves?”

At this point, Su Feifei’s eyes were brimming with tears as she looked at Ye Tianchen. She had already developed feelings for Ye Tianchen and now the thought of the most temperamental man in the high ranks of the country, Li Jian, taking action against him, and even deploying her entire protective detail to capture Ye Tianchen, made everything seem increasingly ominous, especially for a woman witnessing such a scene.

”Fool, don’t go, it’s too dangerous...” Su Feifei said with tears in her eyes, looking at Ye Tianchen.

”Don’t worry. They say Elder Li has a fiery temper, and as it happens, my temper isn’t that great either. Maybe we’ll get along famously,” Ye Tianchen said with an easy smile.

”But...” Su Feifei wanted to say more, but Ye Tianchen interrupted her.

”Go back. I’ll call you another day and personally invite you to dinner.”

Ye Tianchen patted Su Feifei’s shoulder, then opened the car door, sat down, and even poked his head out to wave at everyone with a smile. Only Ye Yuanshan, Fan Xingyu, and Su Feifei couldn’t muster a smile. Only Fan Ruoxuan was pouting disdainfully, secretly praying that Ye Tianchen would spend his life in prison if he didn’t die—if not, would she really have to let him touch her perky butt?

After getting into the car, Ye Tianchen took the back seat, while Wang Feng sat in the front passenger seat. Seeing Ye Tianchen climb in, Wang Feng stuffed his hands, swollen like bread, into his pockets with dissatisfaction in his eyes, thinking to himself that Ye Tianchen really had some tricks up his sleeve.

”Commander Wang, your palm strikes are quite solid. My hands have bulging veins now!”

Then, Ye Tianchen took his hands out of his pockets, which he had kept there all this time, revealing the pronounced veins—a clear sign he had been badly injured. Of course, it wasn’t as severe as Wang Feng’s condition, but still surprisingly enough to raise Ye Tianchen’s eyebrows. He had always focused on tempering his physical body, and his Thunder Sky Fist was one of the more ferocious martial arts techniques. Having just engaged in a real fight with Wang Feng and being for the first time ever injured in his physical body, naturally, he began to view Wang Feng in a new light.

”Your fists are quite tough as well, what’s the style?” Wang Feng couldn’t help but ask curiously, as it was rare indeed to find an Absolute Skill that could stand up to the Dharma Palm Skill in this world.

”It’s self-created, not worth mentioning. It seems that Mr. Wang is not just from the military, your palm technique somewhat resembles an Absolute Skill of an Ancient Martial Sect, yes? May I ask which Sect you are a disciple of?” Ye Tianchen also asked with a smile.

”Hmm...”

”Mr. Wang was once a disciple of the Shaolin Dharma Hall, not someone you, young man, can compare with,” the driver, sitting next to him, interjected dismissively before Wang Feng could speak.

”Don’t be impolite. If Brother Ye is interested in knowing, we can certainly talk about it,” Wang Feng said, a rare smile appearing on his face.

This was a case of mutual respect among warriors. It often happened that after a fierce battle, experts would admire each other’s strength, and instead of becoming mortal enemies, they would become friends for life. Wang Feng and Ye Tianchen had only fought briefly for less than two minutes, but both admired each other’s abilities. Plus, with nothing much happening on their journey, having a chat was a nice idea. After all, talking with an expert could yield many benefits.

”So Mr. Wang was once a disciple of the Shaolin Dharma Hall, I have always wanted to visit the Shaolin Temple, but alas, I have not had much time. May I know if the palm technique you used just now originates from one of the Shaolin Temple’s Absolute Skills?” Ye Tianchen asked, taken aback.

”Dharma Palm!” Wang Feng simply stated these three words.

”Dharma Palm?” Ye Tianchen asked confusedly.

”Correct, the Dharma Palm originates from the Dharma Master, the founder of Shaolin. He is the only person in the Shaolin Temple’s history to have mastered all 72 Shaolin Skills. After establishing the Dharma Hall, the goal was to train Martial Monks to protect the Shaolin Temple. That is why the Dharma Ancestor created the Dharma Palm Skill, and passed it to the head of the Dharma Hall back then. It is said that at that time, the Dharma Ancestor was already 101 years of age,” said Wang Feng without any concealment, and this was not a secret anyway. Anyone with a slight interest in the Shaolin’s Absolute Skills would know this, so there was no harm in telling Ye Tianchen.

Ye Tianchen was inwardly startled. According to what he learned after being reborn on Earth, it used to be a place highly conducive to Cultivation, and it was a mystery why the Spiritual Energy had dried up to this extent, leaving it lacking for those who sought to start their Cultivation journey. This has resulted in many people living their lives without achieving much, unable to embark on the path of Cultivation. During the Dharma Master’s time, Cultivation was highly prevalent, and the so-called Martial Arts experts were actually a group of Cultivators who obtained incredible powers, capable of leaping over roofs and splitting rocks with bare hands.

Regardless of ancient times or in modern records, the Dharma Master is held in high esteem in the annals of Chinese Martial Arts, a historically verified figure. If what Wang Feng said was true, that the Dharma Master, at the ripe age of 101, created the Dharma Palm Skill, by then he had mastered all Shaolin 72 Skills and his understanding of Buddhist Law was profound. Therefore, the Dharma Palm Skill must be a formidable Absolute Skill indeed, no wonder it could withstand his own Thunder Sky Fist.

So where did the Dharma Master end up in the end? Ye Tianchen suspected he too might have gone to Emperor Star, a mysterious existence. Ever since learning about it, Ye Tianchen knew it harbored the ultimate secret of Eternal Life. Eternal Life is the ultimate goal for all Cultivators, and it is likely that Cultivators throughout the universe are in pursuit of it. Unfortunately, many die without ever reaching or having the strength to encounter it, yet this certainly doesn’t stop Cultivators from yearning for Eternal Life.

According to what Zhang Yide had said, and some verification from Sword Elder, there were definitely secrets on Emperor Star that would captivate any Cultivator. Back then, Earth even had a Transmission Array that could reach Emperor Star, but only the mightiest of masters could activate it. Yet it is unknown why it was destroyed. So what about the masters from before? Many historical figures, verified to exist in Chinese history, have no known graves or even a clue to their whereabouts, as if they vanished into thin air. So where did these legendary figures go? Zhang Sanfeng, Ximen Chuixue, Dharma Ancestor—where did all these individuals end up? Ye Tianchen’s guess was one and the same—they all headed to Emperor Star in search of the secret to Eternal Life. Records indicate that figures like Zhang Sanfeng, Ximen Chuixue, and Dharma Ancestor lived for centuries; their true ages remain a mystery to everyone. And having lived to such ages, with their loved ones mostly passed and their own Cultivation reaching its peak, they would undoubtedly set their sights on the legendary Emperor Star reputed for Eternal Life.

”So it’s the Dharma Palm Skill. Does Shaolin hold any records about the Dharma Ancestor’s grave?” Ye Tianchen asked with a smile.

”Heh, Brother Ye seems to have a limited understanding of Chinese history, yes? Don’t even know about this?” Wang Feng was taken aback, not expecting Ye Tianchen would ask such a question.

”Indeed, I do not know, please enlighten me, Mr. Wang,” Ye Tianchen responded with a calm smile. Coming from the apocalypse star, how could he be aware of too much of Earth’s historical secrets?

Wang Feng nodded, then suddenly adopted a serious expression and said, ”In Shaolin, there is such a record: it says that on the night the Dharma Ancestor created the Dharma Palm Skill and passed it to the Dharma Hall’s head, he disappeared amidst thunder and lightning, never to be seen again...” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets on QiDian [qidian.com]. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)