The Pen That Can't Fly

In the twenty-seventh year of Hong Guang, the allied forces of seven nations invaded the Great Blue Dynasty.
Rifled muskets, mortars, and armored vehicles combined into a steel tide, were ultimately shattered by the Great Blue's armored cavalry.
Muscle, magic, firearms, cannons... the new and the old powers continuously collided.
In an era of great strife, Li Fei, with the help of a Ten Thousand Blood Bead, gradually became an existence akin to a BOSS:
'Is this the extent of your damage? You haven't even taken off one-thousandth of my health.'
'You don't think this is enough to kill me, do you?'
'Don't rush, the second phase is up next!'
......

This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!

Li Fei murmured after listening, "A pure 'Slaughter Heart?'"


If it's about killing, how can there be any purity?


To kill is to pursue something, entangled with all sorts of desires, the most intense emotional conflict. Could it be that one must become as numb to killing as to drinking water to truly understand the Slaughter Heart?


Shangguan Xiao looked at Li Fei's thoughtful expression and smiled, saying,


"You don't need to be in a rush. It took you less than three months to go from an ordinary person to a martial master in the Qi Change Stage. This is something unbelievable even if spoken out loud. Even compared to those legendary geniuses I know of, you are not the slightest bit inferior! So, there's no need to hurry; you have all the time in the world to tread the path of the Qi Change Stage slowly."


Chapter 115: Slaughter Heart, Divine Reappearance_2