High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 363 - 296: Your Father Sima Lin Was Lonely on the Road—Let Me Send You on Your Way

Chapter 363: Chapter 296: Your Father Sima Lin Was Lonely on the Road—Let Me Send You on Your Way

Xiangchu Province, Celestial Cloud Mountain summit square.

Disciples of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall, rushed onto the Martial Arts Arena one after another. Grief and screams echoed endlessly, and terror quickly spread among the crowd. After Su Mu left, the scene descended into complete chaos.

The crowd surged, yet a slightly petite figure stood dazed in place, her large, watery eyes fixated on a segment of leg bone on the arena.

Li Xiaojin’s mind went blank.

"Sima Lin... just died like that?"

"Serves him right!"

Coming back to her senses, she wanted to find the person who killed Sima Lin with a single punch, Su Mu.

But Su Mu had already left.

Li Xiaojin took one last deep look at the leg bone on the arena, feeling an indescribable joy in her heart. Finally, she turned towards the path down the mountain.

The clear sound of a silver bell drifted away.

On her way down, Li Xiaojin encountered two streaks of light, Ye Wuhen and Ximen Gu, who glanced at the anxious girl without paying her any mind.

At the foot of the mountain.

Li Xiaojin looked around, but the figure of Su Mu was nowhere to be found, her thoughts racing.

She started running quickly in one direction, and after getting in a taxi and riding over twenty kilometers, Li Xiaojin found a deserted place. She then took out a crane-shaped jade pendant from under her clothing.

Taking a deep breath.

Without hesitation, Li Xiaojin activated the jade pendant.

A terrifying aura instantly spread out, and at that moment, everyone at the Celestial Cloud Mountain summit square twenty kilometers away trembled in their hearts.

They swallowed hard, looking in the direction where Li Xiaojin was.

...

In the Northwest Desert, amidst the endless yellow sands, there is an oasis.

Within the oasis are buildings, terraces, bridges, flowing water, lotus ponds, and ancient pines, creating an endless, antique Jiangnan mansion scene.

This oasis isn’t entirely natural; it was crafted with immeasurable financial resources.

This Jiangnan-style mansion is one of the desert’s forbidden zones.

At this time, within the mansion.

A stunning woman in her twenties, with a flower-like face, wearing a white silk cheongsam and draped in a light shawl, was feeding koi fish in a lotus pond from a stone bridge. Beside her, two women stood with bowed heads, one holding a sunshade and the other fanning with a round fan.

Soon, a burly man in a strong outfit approached. Upon nearing the stone bridge, he immediately lowered his gaze.

"Fifth Madam, Master Sima has fallen..."

Hmm?

The woman suddenly tossed the fish feed into the lake.

Splash.

The woman fanning next to her was startled, her fan trembling as she took a big gulp, staring at the stunning woman with a look of terror while continuing to fan.

"What did you say? Sima Lin is dead?!"

"Yes, Madam."

The man spoke in a deep voice, "Master Sima led his team to participate in the South China Martial Arts Exchange Conference held in Xiangchu Province. He was killed on stage during a sparring match."

Upon hearing this, the stunning woman suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Do you take me for a fool?"

"Don’t I know what kind of person Sima Lin is? With his caution, would he dare to go on stage without assurance to spar with other Grandmasters?"

"This time, Master Sima indeed wanted to get on stage willingly..."

"But his opponent wasn’t a Grandmaster; it was a Sixth Level Martial Artist."

"Sixth Level?"

The woman turned her head, coldly looking at the man, who dare not meet her gaze and continued to drop his eyes.

"Keep talking."

"The person is a demon secretly cultivated by the Southern War Zone, named Su Mu. Before attacking, he had ascended to the top of the Huaxia Celestial Pride List during the selection competition in Guangshen Province. Afterward, he defeated Dao Jiu at the exchange conference, prompting Master Sima to step onto the stage."

Upon hearing this, the woman’s icy expression gradually softened.

"I see. Then go and bring me his head back. I’d like to see this demon for myself."

The woman took the fan from the person beside her, waved her hand, and spoke as if discussing mundane matters.

Immediately, the woman deprived of her fan shivered violently, kneeling to the ground, repeatedly kowtowing.

"Madam, spare my life."

Thud, thud.

Her head was bloody.

"Annoying. You can’t even handle such a small matter. What use are you?"

The stunning woman coldly slapped down her palm, leaving a pool of blood. The woman holding the umbrella was terrified but didn’t dare make a sound.

Blood seeped into the stone slabs, pooling at the man’s feet, but an invisible force protected him from touching the blood.

"Madam, it won’t be possible this time..."

The man shook his head, "Because Master Sima voluntarily stepped onto the stage this time. Everything was consensual between both parties and was legitimated by the Huaxia National Martial Arts Association and the Southern War Zone. His opponent was just a Sixth Level Martial Artist, outmatched, and died because of it..."

"If we kill for revenge, not only would we provoke the Huaxia National Martial Arts Association and the Military Department, but it would also tarnish the martial hall’s reputation and disgrace Martial Saint’s face..."

"Even this time, a Martial Saint personally intervened; Qingfeng Martial Saint’s projection appeared on the Celestial Cloud Mountain Range..."

Before he could finish, the woman’s expression changed dramatically, becoming icy cold once again, as a sharp voice emerged from her mouth.

"So what? Sima Lin was my foster father, so you mean my foster father just died in vain?"

"Answer me when I ask you!"

"Useless, you’re just useless!"

The woman went berserk, infusing Qi and Blood into the fan and fiercely smashing it against the man’s head.

The man remained unmoved, seemingly used to it, letting the woman vent her anger.

Inside the courtyard left in disarray by her hysterical roar, the woman’s chest heaved violently. Then she let out a cold laugh, "Do you really think I can’t do anything without him or the martial hall?"

Finished speaking, the woman’s beautiful eyes flickered before she abruptly shifted her tone.

"Where’s that bastard Sima Xie?"

"Contact him immediately and have him collect his father’s body. I certainly won’t be going."

"Yes, Madam."

The strong-outfit man responded, bowing, and quickly left. After the man departed.

The stunning woman glanced at the corpse on the ground, "Dispose of this, my peony could use some fertilizer."

"Yes, Madam."

...

New World Entertainment Club.

In a private room as luxurious as a presidential suite, a man around thirty, pale-faced, seeming hollowed by indulgence, is surrounded by women on either side.

A woman dressed scantily approaches with a glass of red wine, and the man’s lecherous gaze wanders over her body as he reaches out to take the glass.

"Kneel before me."

The woman drops to her knees, her body bowing between the man’s legs.

Just then, an urgent knocking sounds from outside the door.

"Young Master Xie, Young Master Xie, there’s a call!"

The man waves a hand, and the two people at the door step aside, allowing a man with dyed yellow hair to approach quickly.

"Has that woman from Wuda been caught?"

The yellow-haired man clamps the phone tightly in his hand, then nervously leans close to the man’s ear, "Young Master Xie, the call is from Fifth Madam’s side."

"What?"

The man on the sofa suddenly stands up and shouts angrily, "Get out, all of you get out."

The woman in front of him is too slow to move and is kicked to the ground by the man, instantly prompting someone at the door to come over and carry the woman out of the room.

Soon the room is almost empty, and the man takes a deep breath, drinking a glass of ice water from the table, clearing his mind.

"Give me the phone, quickly."

"You, get out too."

As the yellow-haired man closes the door, he vaguely hears a flattering voice.

"Uncle He, was my sister looking for me just now?"

The door closes, and the yellow-haired man feels an urgent need to urinate, immediately turning and walking briskly towards the washroom.

Inside the room, a voice comes from the phone, and Sima Xie’s expression changes dramatically after listening, full of disbelief, stunned on the spot, "Uncle He, are you saying my father is dead?"

At this moment, a tall figure with a hat approaches a dazzlingly lit building.

He looks up at the flickering neon sign.

"New World... this is it."

The man enters the building’s elevator and presses the button for the top floor.

Ding.

The elevator doors open, and at the end of the long corridor, there is an impressive door, guarded by several imposing figures.

The man approaches the room at the end unhurriedly.

"Three Sixth Level Peak."

Seeing the man arrive, the leading figure raises an eyebrow and demands coldly.

"Stop, what are you doing..."

The voice cuts off abruptly, as the three figures collapse to the ground, with a handsome man stepping over their bodies and pushing open the door, just in time to hear someone inside the room speaking anxiously.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, let’s go quickly!"

But a figure stands blocking the doorway, the newcomer calmly glancing at the three inside, his gaze fixing on one figure, his eyes flashing, "Sima Xie."

"Who are you?"

One of the two people standing guard beside Sima Xie’s eyes widens, questioning.

The newcomer ignores the question, stepping forward and reaching for Sima Xie, "Sima Xie, your father Sima Lin felt lonely on his journey, let me come find you..."

"And then send you on your way!"

With those words,

A terrifying surge of Qi and Blood erupts inside the room like a tidal wave, and without a word, one of Sima Xie’s companions launches a punch towards the figure at the door.

"You seek death!"

With a punch, the fist wind turns into a sharp gale, and with a thunderous roar, half the alloy door twists and flies out, embedding itself into a wall.

The entire floor of the building housing the club shakes violently.

But after the punch is thrown, the man freezes, as the figure in front of his fist has disappeared, and his punch hit nothing. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

At this moment, a scream echoes from behind the two.

"Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, save me, hurry!"

The two abruptly turn around, shocked and angry, seeing that figure, at some point, has appeared behind them, now reaching out to grasp Sima Xie’s neck.

"Help, help me!"

Sima Xie calls out to the two for help.

"Let him go now, or else..."

"Get lost, I only came for him today."

The two figures exchanged a glance, suddenly unleashed a Grandmaster-level aura at Su Mu; under the terrifying pressure, a cacophony of cracking sounds fills the room as bottles, tables, and chairs shatter, and ceiling tiles crash down.

"A Grandmaster, huh?"

"It’s too late for you to know now... I’ll crush your bones one by one, I’ll make you regret coming here..."

The voice cuts off suddenly, with the two feeling an intense, unsurpassed sense of life and death crisis born within them.

With a thunderous crash,

A figure is violently blasted backward, piercing through a wall, with a Grandmaster left fallen.

"What kind of trash is a Grandmaster?"

The other Grandmaster still standing gulps, the next second flying backward.

With ease, severely injuring two Martial Arts Grandmasters with a mere wave, this scene leaves Sima Xie utterly horrified.

"You, who on earth are you?"

"Me?"

"Since you know to run away, you should know who I am." The man takes off his hat, revealing a handsome, steadfast face.

"You, you are... Su Mu?" Sima Xie gulps, scrambling backward with both hands and feet.

"Correct, then I’ll reward you with a reunion with your father."

"No, you can’t kill me, I am Sima Xie, ..."

Su Mu’s expression remains cold as he grips Sima Xie’s throat, lifting him up; Sima Xie’s body convulses violently, trying to break free, but all in vain.

"Spare my life, whatever you want, I’ll give you..."

"I only want your life."

"No!"

Crack.

The throat shatters instantly, Sima Xie’s eyes widen like saucers, face full of terror and disbelief, before his head lolls to the side, pupils completely dilated.

...