Hoarding secrets?

That's impossible!

Neither Zhu Hanyi nor Dong Huaiming ever thought about it that way.

Given the Sword Master's pride, how could there be any hoarding?

The fact that his crippled state is equivalent to the peak state of the same realm can be easily explained—people cannot be universally compared.

For example—both are members of the Academic Society, both practice Black Rock Martial Arts, look at Ma Ran's cultivation progress, then look at yourself...

The number of Inner Qi Acupoints you have is not even a fraction of theirs!

This way, you feel that it's not Zhu Hanyi being too weak, but rather Lin Qiubai being too strong.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The room door was knocked.

Zhu Hanyi and Dong Huaiming both looked towards the sound and saw Ma Ran standing at the hospital room entrance with two elementary school students.

"I've brought the people."

"You all chat slowly."

Ma Ran looked at the two elementary school students and pointed at Zhu Hanyi: "Whatever you want to say, say it yourselves."

In his previous life, Zhu Hanyi died saving these two kids.

This time, the kids were saved, Zhu Hanyi is still alive, and even mastered a power system he had never encountered before in his previous life.

This could be considered as changing the original trajectory of destiny.

The future remains uncertain.

At least now...

Zhu Hanyi is very happy.

With goals, pursuits, each day accompanied by the Rain Boiling Sword, he's very content.

"Thank you, big brother!"

After politely thanking Ma Ran, the two elementary school students ran over to Zhu Hanyi.

"Uncle! I'm so glad you're okay!"

"Uncle, uncle! I knew you would definitely survive! A hero is someone who can always create miracles, no matter when!"

It's uncertain where these hot-blooded little brats heard these lines, perfectly joining in on the conversation between Zhu Hanyi and Dong Huaiming without seeming out of place at all.

"Hey! I'm not even eighteen yet, calling me uncle is too much! Call me big brother! You're being ungrateful, you know?"

Zhu Hanyi laughed and scolded: "You little brats, need to be taught a lesson! How can someone as charming and dashing as me look like an uncle to you?"

The two elementary students were not afraid of him; in fact, they felt even closer.

"Wow! Seeing uncle still so fierce, I'm relieved! There shouldn't be any psychological shadow!"

"Does your chest still hurt? Do you need me to massage it a bit?"

"You little brat, do you want me to die again?"

"Hehe... I was just saying, uncle, don't mind too much! I heard you are the only direct disciple of Sword Master Lin Qiubai on Earth, so, please accept this!"

Looking at the model placed in his hand, Zhu Hanyi was a bit lost.

This is a roughly twenty-centimeter humanoid toy, with purple hair and blood-red eyes, skin as jade, holding an Azure Spirit Sword.

The crafting was not delicate, rather a bit rough.

Yet in terms of details, it's extremely accurate.

It's evident that this model is based on Lin Qiubai.

"You put in a lot of effort."

Zhu Hanyi hesitated for a long moment before nodding towards the two elementary students: "...Thank you."

The two students were visibly pleased yet pretended to be nonchalant, collaboratively playing coy.

"No need to be so polite! Uncle, if there's anyone to thank, it should be us! Without you, my brother and I would be dead for sure! There's no way we could have survived until rescue!"

"My brother is right, originally, our parents wanted to come personally to thank you, but just as they reached the hospital entrance, the doctor and nurse said the patient needed quiet rest, so they were stopped outside!"

"Yes! Yes! We sneaked in by following this handsome big brother!"

Both being of the same youthful age...

Mentioning Ma Ran as "handsome big brother."

Referring to Zhu Hanyi as "uncle."

Knowing yet erring, repeatedly making the same mistakes, never repenting.

The double standards of these little brats made Zhu Hanyi get so angry that his liver hurt, his stomach ached, his kidney pained, and even his Rain Boiling Sword seemed like a phantom limb exuding a trace of indistinguishable annoyance.

Ma Ran looked at their harmonious interaction and smiled slightly, finally saying: "These past few days, I've been focusing my energy on the popularization and transformation of Inner Qi Cultivation."

"I heard you woke up, so I came over to take a look."

"It's good to know you're fine."

"I'll be going now."

After speaking, Ma Ran glanced at the wall-mounted TV in the hospital room.

The news channel was tirelessly repeating the promotion of Inner Qi Popularization, the advent of the extraordinary, and Sword Master Lin Qiubai.

For malicious alien influences, like the White Mane aliens and the Eye-Stealing Monster, they were barely mentioned.

Avoiding the heavy and dwelling on the lighter issues is a rightful approach.

After all, not everyone can remain rational during an era of turmoil.

In such special times, the role of public opinion and media guidance should never be underestimated!

Ma Ran was very pleased; these matters did not require his efforts, as the officials had considered everything properly, executing plans thoroughly, leaving little to be criticized.

Gray was right, with collective efforts and united hearts working towards the same goal, humanity's brilliance shines through.

Superpower User, Inner Qi Cultivator, Prison Text Master, Seven Vortex Swordsmanship Cultivator...

Those who set on the extraordinary path will shine brightly in their respective domains.

In the face of an era, Ma Ran is confident he can stem the tide and mend the cracks, yet he won't guarantee that he can face all adversities alone.

Humans cannot be all-knowing, all-powerful, forever invincible.

In other words, a life form of omniscience and omnipotence would no longer be human.

Such existence, whether it still holds humanity, love for life, or things it cares about, all become unknown.

Shaking his head, Ma Ran walked out of the hospital room towards his temporary residence.

Two days ago, after bidding farewell to Wan Haihao using Lin Qiubai's identity, he called President Huang Weiguo and proposed some conditions.

Just placing conditions without providing any reason.

Moreover, Ma Ran's conditions were not closely related to Inner Qi Popularization—he hoped that while promoting the extraordinary, all departments could mention the Seven Vortex Sword Sect, Sword Master Lin Qiubai, and Cangming Star in detail.

Old Huang did not question why, and immediately made assurances, swiftly taking action.

Perhaps seizing the perfect timing, under proactive official publicity, Lin Qiubai's deeds spread nationwide in less than 24 hours!

News broadcasts, top internet platforms, social media...

For a moment, everywhere was filled with news and terms about the "Seven Vortex Sword Sect," "Sword Master," and "Lin Qiubai."

Opening a phone and launching a few news apps at random would reveal the hottest topics of interest among netizens are, more often than not, related to "Lin Qiubai" and "Black Rock Martial Arts."

Ma Ran strolled down a leafy path.

In his vision, a mass of copper-red metallic liquid slowly emerged.

This metallic liquid gradually coalesced into a sword-shaped medal.

Simultaneously, two other sword-shaped medals appeared on its left and right sides...

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