Logging 10,000 Years into the Future

Chapter 110

Although he was fair and handsome, now, he showed a bit of a noble and mysterious temperament. Holding the Silver Spider Silk in his hand, he was like a god in ancient myths, suppressing a demon that was wreaking havoc in the human world.

Lu Sheng suddenly let go.

Hundreds of spider silk spread out.

Then in an instant, it was twisted into a strand by an invisible force. It was forcibly shaped to take the form of a long spear.

Lu Sheng tried hard to recall the dazzling ice river he had seen in the dream world.

Then … the spear lunged!

The white spear suddenly pierced the middle-aged man’s heart. The latter fell to the ground powerlessly. His pupils were rapidly dilating, and there was still a trace of shock and disbelief on his face.

“I …” The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and foam, kneeling on the ground, his body swaying. “I’m Wu Xijing, how could I die …”

It was only when he died that he told Lu Sheng his name.

Unfortunately, Lu Sheng was not in a good mood now.

His spear skills had reached the Perfection Realm, and with the support of his powerful spiritual power, he felt that he could not even imitate a fraction of the charm of the Grandmaster Valkyrie’s spear in the dream world.

“What a lousy name …” Lu Sheng vented his bad mood on the middle-aged man.

The latter’s eyes suddenly widened, his blood frothed and gushed out his mouth, and then he fell down powerlessly.

Dead.

Lu Sheng turned around and saw little Nannan, who was covering her face with both hands, looking curiously through a gap between her fingers.

Seeing Lu Sheng turn around, she quickly closed the gap between her fingers, as if to prove that she did not peek.

“It’s made of dense silver, so it can be used for the time being …”

The Silver Spider Silk on the ground gathered in Lu Sheng’s hand like a living thing.

Although Lu Sheng didn’t like soft spiritual weapons like the silver web, if it was moulded into a spear like he did earlier, it could still be used before the Unceasing Blade Wheel was completed.

After all, he only had powerful and unparalleled spiritual power, but he didn’t have a weapon that could complement it perfectly.

Meanwhile, the group of people at the edge of the village had long been shocked to the extent that they could not say a word.

The entire village was silent.

They could only hear the gurgling sound of the stream at the entrance of the village and the occasional barking of dogs in the distance.

Tang Maolin maintained his forward charging posture and was frozen on the spot. His expression blank.

It was the same for the others.

Lin Zishan’s eyes widened, and her eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Zheng Dandan’s mouth was wide open, her face full of shock and confusion.

If the martial strength that Lu Sheng had displayed earlier was like throwing a bomb into the crowd, causing everyone’s scalp to go numb from the shock … then when he revealed his spiritual power … It was no less than a nuclear bomb, and it immediately vacated everyone’s minds of thoughts and blanked them out.

Spiritual master … Lu Sheng was a spiritual master?!

How old was he? He looked like a high school student, seventeen or eighteen years old at most.

Having a martial arts cultivation comparable to a Level 5 Martial Artist and Mastery Realm Technique was already monstrous enough. Now, he had “spiritual master” to add to his identity.

And that too, he was a spiritual master who could easily crush Wu Xijing, a Level 3 Spiritual Master!

That terrifying spiritual power, as dazzling and majestic as the sun, could even directly negate Wu Xijing’s self-destructive move …

Everything had already exceeded everyone’s understanding, and the concepts of geniuses and monsters in their minds were blown to smithereens. They couldn’t even be glued together.

The most shocked were Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan.

Both of them were top students at Dongning University of Martial Arts.

Dongning University was a place where geniuses gathered. It could be said that the two of them had seen countless geniuses around them, and many of them were incomparable to normal people.

But now, the geniuses that they could count in their heads like family treasures …

But now, juxtaposing those geniuses, that were all regarded as family treasures, to Lu Sheng … it was simply a difference between heaven and earth.

They were not even qualified to carry Lu Sheng’s shoes.

“Cough, cough, cough …” A series of coughs broke the silence.

The skinny old man slowly went forward and picked up the broken pipe on the ground, shaking his head and sighing. “I’m getting old …”

Tang Maolin seemed to have woken up from a dream and ran over quickly.

He first checked the safety of his wife and daughter, then stood up and walked in front of Lu Sheng.

“Lu …”

Tang Maolin opened his mouth but realized that he did not know how to address Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng was still that Lu Sheng.

However, his position in his heart had taken a paradigm shift.

“Do you want to thank me?” Lu Sheng spoke abruptly.

Tang Maolin’s expression was a little stunned.

“Then help me do something.” Lu Sheng said lightly.

Tang Maolin came back to his senses and nodded heavily with a serious expression.

“Okay!”

…

A few hours later, Lu Sheng, carrying a hiking bag, returned to the Immortal Forest Village’s guest house at the foot of Ox-Head Mountain. Behind him were Zheng Dandan and Lin Zishan, who were walking a little unnaturally.

The young tour guide, who had been anxiously waiting at the guest house, immediately jumped up when he saw the three of them.

“Where did you guys go? We’ve been looking for you for a whole day!” Six people went missing inexplicably, and they couldn’t get through on the phone.

The young lady, who had just got her tour guide certificate a few days ago, was so anxious that she almost cried.

“Sorry, sorry, we heard that some of our tour members went missing, so we wanted to go out and help look for them. We didn’t expect to be delayed once we started looking for them …” Lu Sheng explained with an apologetic look.

The young tour guide’s eyes were red as she accused, “Then can’t at least convey a word through a call? Why is phone turned off?”

“That’s because I couldn’t get any reception on my phone, and later it ran out of battery. But there’s good news, we found the three missing three!”

“Really?! Where are they, where are they …”

Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan were watching Lu Sheng narrate his experience vividly with the young tour guide. For a moment, they looked a little absent-minded.

After walking out of that forest, Lu Sheng once again turned back into that gentle, sunny, good-tempered ordinary boy.

Previously in Immortal Forest Village, the image of Lu Sheng who killed a Level 3 Spiritual Master and was as bright and dazzling as the sun seemed to be just a dream they had, an illusory illusion.

After a series of explanations, plus the fact that Tang Maolin’s phone could be reached, the young tour guide finally smiled through her tears.

The poor aunties of the tour group, because of the disappearance of a few people, the tour group that was supposed to last three days and two nights had wasted a day.

In order to avoid being attacked by the aunties, Lu Sheng stayed at the guest house for a night, and the next morning, he took the earliest bus and left the Ox-Head Mountain.

Lin Zishan and Zheng Dandan also followed. The two of them were in no mood to continue playing.

The bus sped along the mountain road, the morning sun shone in through the window and sprinkled on Lu Sheng’s handsome side profile.

Lu Sheng stared at the scenery outside the window, quietly thinking about something. He had already handed over the dense silver ore matter to Tang Maolin to deal with.