Chapter 1 A Brush

With a hum, a wisp of light flashed before his eyes, then exploded into a myriad of shimmering lights, scattering in all directions.

In that instant, An Qisheng felt his spiritual intent rise above the firmament, crossing the troposphere and stratosphere, as if to soar into outer space.

But he knew it was just an illusion. If his spiritual intent truly left his body, it would be swallowed by the spirit-depleted universe in an instant, like a lamp running out of oil, even to the point of complete annihilation of body and soul.

This was what he 'perceived' through the interaction of his Qi field with Xuan Xing's magnetic field, and through the operation of the magnetic field.

With a whoosh, countless streams of light flashed past, from Tianlian Mountain to Xing City, past Tai City, across Ji City, traversing Bohai and Huanghai, crossing the Pacific Ocean and reaching the other shore.

He encompassed He City, the magic city, and the treasure island of the East Sea in his mind, all within his perception. But in an instant, it seemed to have sunk into the land of the Golden Eagle across the ocean.

With a whoosh, An Qisheng removed his finger from his brow, a glimmer of divine light flashing in his eyes: "Donald..."

In what seemed like mere moments, he had crossed half the globe, perceiving the Golden Eagle Country, now in the depths of night, across the ocean.

He had found the 'person' he was looking for.

A Jianshen martial artist possessed the ability to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, and with the utmost sincerity, could foresee the future. As early as when he achieved Jianshen in Jiu Fu Realm, his mind and spiritual intent had already taken a step further. With just a wisp of Qi, nothing could escape him within hundreds of miles.

And now, he didn't even need Qi. As long as 'it' left a trace in the world, he could capture it at any time within thousands, even tens of thousands of miles.

In Renjian Dao, he once sat cross-legged in Qingdu City in Zhonglu, casually slashing off the wings of the Cangying King beyond the borders. He could even cross several states and kill a Yuanshen with one blow.

Now, although his physical body was temporarily insufficient to bear his spiritual intent, he could still track across half the globe. If his Qi seeds permeated Xuan Xing, replacing the star's magnetic field, he could sink Fusang and flatten the Antarctic glaciers with a single strike without leaving his house!

With a whoosh, An Qisheng rose to his feet, but did not step out of the Daoist temple directly. Instead, he went inside and pointed a finger at the 'Wangquan Statue', leaving a wisp of spiritual intent within to guard the altar and suppress the zombie king Zhu Shang within.

Then, he drifted away.

With a clang, a wisp of Qi blew, and the door of the Daoist temple slammed shut, the large lock on it clicking shut under the Qi's embrace.

On the other side of the mountain, Li Qingyuan, whose meditation had been disrupted by the explosion of his phone, had just walked out of the Daoist temple when he saw An Qisheng walking away through the snow. Just as he was about to call out, An Qisheng had already descended the mountain.

He ran a few steps to the front of the mountain and looked down. He could only see the cold wind blowing through the accumulated snow. The person had already gone far away, and even his back could no longer be seen.

The speed was simply astounding.

"This..."

Li Qingyuan's eyelids twitched.

He had gained a lot from the 'Wangquan Dreamland', but this person's progress seemed to be even greater.

Could it be that he was also a 'fellow traveler'?

As the old Daoist stood on the mountain, lost in thought, An Qisheng had already crossed dozens of miles, avoiding the direction taken by Qinglong and others, and headed straight for the sea exit within the borders of Shan Province.

The Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child) could travel in the sea of data. Now, all electronic equipment and information stores on Xuan Xing were defenseless against it. If he took any means of transportation, it would avoid him at the first opportunity.

But the fact that he usually traveled by transportation didn't mean he had to.

Although his physical body could not be achieved overnight, reaching the peak level of Renjian Dao, on this Xuan Xing, apart from the zombie king Zhu Shang suppressed in the altar, no one's physical strength could compare with him.

In fact, from the moment he returned to Xuan Xing, he had already begun to temper his body.

Although there were not as many spiritual materials on Xuan Xing to assist him as there were in Renjian Dao, his progress was still enormous, especially during the dream of Xuan Xing.

His Qi seeds had already been scattered throughout Da Xuan, and with the actions of many people, like sparks, they were beginning to spread throughout Da Xuan.

He opened the path of the 'lianqi shi' (Qi Refiner), distributing Qi seeds to the world, not only to benefit Xuan Xing and pave the way for everyone, but also for his own cultivation.

'Lianqi shi' 'lianqi shi', in the final analysis, what they were refining was his 'Qi seed'!

Once the Qi seed permeated the world, replacing the star's magnetic field, his physical body and strength could be raised to the level he had been in Renjian Dao!

Laying down his true foundation in the spirit-depleted universe.

If 'lianqi' (Qi refining) was one star, then foundation building was two stars. To some extent, he had already embarked on a path unprecedented on Xuan Xing.

With a whoosh, the air currents swirled in the wilderness. An Qisheng walked through it, his figure graceful, unhurried and unhurried.

He did not use any body techniques, qinggong (light body technique), or movement techniques, but naturally contained all the running techniques of Xuan Xing, Jiu Fu, and Renjian Dao.

Seemingly unhurried, his speed far exceeded ordinary people's imagination.

With a tap of his foot, his figure jumped up, already hundreds of meters away. He tapped several times a second, the air currents he stirred up blowing the accumulated snow beside the road, and the bare trees swayed with a 'whoosh'.

Ordinary people's eyes could not capture his figure at all. As long as he avoided some cameras, even if the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child) was the god of network data, it would not be able to find any trace of him.

Whoosh whoosh~

The air currents howled, and the accumulated snow swirled.

In just over an hour, An Qisheng had already crossed two provinces. Before anyone could react, he stepped into the Bohai Sea in one step.

Once in the sea, he no longer needed to hide his speed. He swallowed all the Bigu Pills (pills that allow one to abstain from grains), and then ran wildly, pulling out gusts of wind and parting the huge waves on both sides.

With a speed faster than any speedboat, he stirred up a torrent of waves, wanting to cross the Pacific Ocean.

Heading towards the Golden Eagle Country!

......

"You want me to run for president?"

In front of the tall French windows, Donald puffed on a cigar, looking down at the traffic-filled Yue City under the midday sun, complacent and satisfied: "That's a wise choice. No one is more suitable to be president than me!"

The room was empty, without anyone.

But he was not talking to himself, because there was a voice in his ear answering: "Yes, Mr. Donald, you will be the most unforgettable president of the Golden Eagle Country."

"That's natural."

Donald exhaled smoke, his eyes somewhat distracted under his heavy eye bags: "I must be the greatest one, but when will you fulfill what you promised me? I'm a businessman, I must see your sincerity first."

"Of course, Donald."

The voice in his ear continued to sound: "You won't regret this choice."

Da da~

At this time, a crisp knock sounded.

"Don't know how to ring the doorbell?"

Donald turned his head dissatisfiedly, just about to scold, he heard a 'click', and the door was already open.

"Who?"

Donald opened his mouth, and the cigar fell on the expensive carpet, burning a hole. In his hand, he had already gripped a gun.

To have made it to where he was today, he was certainly more than just a businessman.

Whoosh~

The door slowly opened, and Donald relaxed his grip on the gun. The person was his subordinate.

But just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost, no, even more shocking than seeing a ghost.

Because a person, under his gaze, gradually emerged from the air and came before him.

The person was wearing the most ordinary Da Xuan clothes, his eyes were calm, but it made his heart tremble. Wasn't this person the world's number one martial artist who had caused a huge buzz around the world these days?

Whoosh~

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and only glanced at him. The blond, heavy-eyed white old man had already fallen to the ground like he had no bones.

"Mr. Monster..."

A wisp of light blue smoke, like lightning, flickered in the air, emitting an emotionless, electronically synthesized voice: "What do you want to do?"

The Sanxin Lan Ling Tong's (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child's) voice had no fluctuations, but it also felt very surprised.

It had thought that as soon as it retreated, An Qisheng would come aggressively!

Even more so, it had not expected that this person could hide from it and silently come to the Golden Eagle Country across the ocean.

With a slight sweep, it had already seen how he came in through the many cameras in the building. Wherever he passed, it was as if he was walking on flat ground, and anyone in front of him would inevitably faint.

It was like having stayed up for three days and three nights, and then drinking a sufficient dose of sleeping pills, without even making the slightest noise.

"What do you think?"

An Qisheng's eyes were calm, and his tone was peaceful, as if he was chatting with a friend, without the slightest hint of killing intent.

This blue-skinned little monster was, in some ways, even more terrible than its master Russell, not only because it could invade any information store.

It could trigger world-class wars at any time.

It was also because its potential was as high as five and a half stars. Russell, the descendant of the nightmare nine-headed serpent, did not have such high potential!

Therefore, from the moment he saw through this blue-skinned little monster, he could not let it go.

"Mr. Monster, you seem to be a little remarkable, but can you catch me?"

The light blue smoke flickered, its voice carrying a hint of fluctuation.

"How would I know if I don't try?"

Before the words were finished, An Qisheng flicked his arm, his five fingers spread out, wrapped in visible air currents, and grabbed towards the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child)!

Whoosh~

The air currents swirled, like a typhoon passing through. In an instant, the huge presidential suite was already in a mess, and the tall French windows shattered instantly.

In the midst of the wind, the light blue smoke flickered, about to escape.

But in the next moment, a surprised exclamation came from the void:

"You!"

Having penetrated all the secrets of the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child), An Qisheng's attack was naturally very targeted.

This palm was not just physical strength. Along with its control, it was the ubiquitous magnetic field of the world.

The magnetic field was chaotic, like a substantial wall, squeezing in from all directions. Before the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong's (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child's) exclamation could fall, it was forcibly squeezed out of the void!

Pa!

Then, An Qisheng grabbed it in his palm, along with the air currents!

Crack crack~

With force in his five fingers, the Qi field squeezed, and the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child) immediately revealed its form, showing the appearance seen in the video.

An Qisheng's five fingers were tightly clasped on its forehead.

Restraining it tightly.

Then, amidst the increasingly loud alarms in the hotel, and the Sanxin Lan Ling Tong's (Three-Hearted Blue Spirit Child's) struggles, he jumped off the sixty-fourth floor!