The Legend of the Eternal King
Wan Hanma

Mao Yu lay on the back of a giant tortoise who was walking on safari in the sacred area. Mao Yu checked his communication token. He got a message from Li Hua.

The Phoenix Fire Sect waved the Old Ancestral Citadel flag in the main courtyard of their sect…

Chen Dewei and Jing Jun challenged the elite disciples of the Earth Sword Sect, both of whom won duels until no more disciples were willing to fight them. The Earth Sword Sect was pairing its eyes on the Silver Lake right now…

The Wang Clan returned in their isolation…

The Cheng clan lost the patriarch's son and third uncle, the clan investigated where their last destination was, naturally they locked down the Silver Lake. Several spies were killed by Eli An Ming's squad. I think a physical clash is going to happen here…

Regarding aunt or grandmother cotton, no information at all…

Mao Yu closed the mini array on the communication token and stored it back into his ring.

He took a deep breath and still enjoyed the leisurely lying on Little Tan's back which was walking slowly.

“Little Tan, you don't want to wander out?” Mao Yu tried asking. Little Tan shook his head.

I really like it here, he might add this sentence to the expression on his leg face.

“Hahahaha.. I'm just afraid that later you will become a child who is less social.” Mao Yu joked.

Mao Yu enjoyed her peace for a few days in the sacred area with Aunt Bu serving her very well.

“Pretty long too quiet here, I miss trouble. The Earth Sword Sect and the Cheng Clan I am tired of them. Let Li Hua handle there.”

“Ah yes, Zhao Ren. Sixth world? Maybe I should pay a visit there.”

“Aunt Ma'am what about Lei Yi? Is he making great progress?” Mao Yu asked in empty air and an alchemist-clothed Aunt Bu's plop landed on Little Tan's back just next to Mao Yu.

“Mohohohoho..Your eyes are very observant my beloved master. The best alchemist in history. Very diligent, very observant, very meticulous, very careful, very neat and very perfectionist.” Aunt Bu answered cheerfully.

“Alright, I'll take him for a walk in the sixth world maybe in a few months.” Mao Yu decided.

“I'm coming with you my dear master.” Aunty Bu sulks.

“Do I have a little boy who is here and there to be with and supervised by his mother?” Mao Yu glared at Auntie Bu.

“Muohohohohoho...”.

A young man sat with a feeling of frustration in the outermost area of the fortress. Wan Hanma the farm boy, the last recruit of the Old Ancestor Fortress with the number one order from the bottom.

Actually he was not accepted, but luck drove him into the fortress. The participant of one number on it is killed by the robber so his name goes forward to replace.

In accordance with his achievements, the bottom and last are indeed low ability. The evaluation of the new disciple will be held in three months. Determine he will continue to study at the academy or he will be transferred to the operational division. Become a buttler or a servant of the fort.

He always consulted with his mentors, seniors and friends. But their suggestions did not produce results.

He this time forced himself to exercise heavily by holding a large bag of rocks and running along the inner fort walls.

His breath was wheezing, his sweat soaking all over his clothes. He felt very tired but his wits forbade him to stop.

“The competition is very tight here, I cannot lose my spirit.” He is determined.

“Yooo. Come here I have cold water that is quite refreshing.” The young man under the tree greeted Wan Hanma.

Wan Hanma turned to the location of the voice that called out to her. He took a quick step towards the young man under the tree.

He threw his bag and immediately grabbed a glass bottle filled with water, finishing it off.

“Fwahh…. Fresh once.” Wan Hanma laid herself down on the grass.

“Thank you very much huh, Oh, how can you relax here while the fort is very tight these days. Have you not considered your position and achievements? Everyone was very disciplined and fought very hard.” Wan Hanma asked.

“If you do not try hard, you will not get the best position to get the crazy resources that the fortress has prepared for us.”

“And you can usually be here not wearing an outer student uniform. You're not afraid the hall of discipline is punishing you. Hahaha it seems that you are brave enough to misbehave. Huh?” Wan Hanma laughed.

“I Wan Hanma, what's your name. let's get acquainted..”.

“I Mao Yu.” Mao Yu smiled shaking Wan Hanma's hand that was extended to him.

EPATRR…..

EPATRR…..

A loud voice echoed exactly behind the walls of the fortress thundering with a powerful echo.

“Gosh what it is...” Wan Hanma was startled but instantly a sense of heaviness and drowsiness wrapped around her eyelids. Mao Yu put him to sleep.

“Return.. This is not your place to play around.” The guards outside the wall roared to the adult man who shouted in front of the gate.

“Open the gate, I have to rampage inside.” He speaks loudly with mounting anger.

“Prohibited, you can not enter the fortress.” A guard denied.

“Then you die...” He condensed the origin with wind affinity in his palm.