The Lost Martial Arts of the Southern Continent

Anding District Cafe.

Aiden, dressed in a sharp suit, savored his delicious coffee.

Over this period of time, he had completely integrated into modern life.

This was mainly thanks to his Martial God level cultivation.

It left him with virtually no worries in today's world.

Imitating the others, Aiden took a small sip of coffee and then quietly listened to Qianqian's piano playing.

"What a beautiful melody."

"This kind of life is simply more nourishing than when I was an emperor."

Relying on his own strength, Aiden had acquired a large sum of this era's currency.

He spent his days touring various bustling cities, enjoying a comfortable life.

Compared to his past days as an emperor, he felt like his previous life wasn't fit for a human.

Every day when he slept, he had to worry whether that madman, Gu Sanliang, would suddenly attack.

Every day he woke up, it was from a nightmare of Gu Sanliang whacking him with a stick.

Although he controlled a continent back then and enjoyed the most noble and luxurious life.

But right now, finishing the coffee in his cup in one gulp, he finally understood.

What it meant that there is no harm without comparison.

While alive, he fought until his death.

After dying, it was endless warfare.

Not only did he have to face the madman Gu Sanliang, but also the human ancestors of past generations.

Especially later, when a man named Su Yuanshan suddenly rose to power.

The wars never stopped after that.

After Aiden resurrected, he also inquired about Su Yuanshan.

To his surprise, he was just a young genius from Great Xia a few decades ago.

Considering that Su Yuanshan had been rising in the Underworld for tens of thousands of years, Aiden roughly calculated.

That one day in the normal world might equal about a year in the Underworld.

In his own endless years, he had long forgotten the passage of time.

Thinking of those days with no joy other than fighting, he enjoyed his current life even more.

Qianqian had just finished a piece.

She was about to pick up the coffee brought by her friend George when she saw a white-haired old man walk up to her.

She couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

She hadn't paid attention to the people around her before.

She had been entirely focused on her piano.

Now that Aiden had walked up to her, Qianqian was shocked to discover.

That this person's soul was also a mass of chaos.

Just like when she had seen Wei Qianqiu.

Aiden asked curiously, using somewhat unsmooth Great Xia language:

"That circling demon spirit beast in the sky should be with you, right?"

"What a wonderful era."

"Back in the day, the demon race and your Gu clan were absolute mortal enemies."

"Your ancestors even set traps and slaughtered all the divine beasts of the demon race."

Qianqian instinctively felt the extraordinary nature of the person in front of her.

She asked with some confusion:

"How do you know I am from the Gu clan?"

Aiden smiled awkwardly.

"Because your blood carries the scent of Gu Sanliang."

Gu Sanliang!

Qianqian was shocked.

This was a person only known to the Gu clan.

Because one of the founders of the Gu clan was named Gu Sanliang.

This ancestor also had a younger brother named Gu Banjin.

According to the Gu clan's records.

These two ancestors were both legendary Martial Gods.

She became even more curious about the person in front of her.

"How do you know my Gu clan's ancestors?"

"Are you also from the Gu clan?"

Aiden touched his hooked nose and laughed:

"Can't you tell? How could I be from the Gu clan looking like this?"

After saying this.

He finally noticed Qianqian's lifeless eyes.

"Oh! So you are blind."

Qianqian didn't mind being called blind.

She was just increasingly puzzled by Aiden's words.

Not understanding how the other party could be so familiar with her ancestors.

Just then.

Aiden looked curiously toward the door.

Chen Feng pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he walked in, purple scales involuntarily popped out all over his body.

Then he acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

He looked at Aiden vigilantly.

At this moment, Chen Feng was covered in cold sweat.

All the way to the cafe door.

He hadn't sensed anything.

It wasn't until Aiden suddenly turned to look at him.

Just a single glance from the other party.

Made him feel a coercion even stronger than that of a flood dragon.

Aiden said curiously:

"Oh! Another demon!"

"Do the demon race and the human race live together nowadays?"

But the next moment.

The entire cafe boiled over.

Everyone looked at Chen Feng, whose body had suddenly sprouted purple scales.

"Oh my God! It's the Great Xia hero, Chen Feng!"

"Is this guy doing cosplay?"

"It's him, it's really him, I saw with my own eyes his body suddenly sprout scales."

"Wow! The Great Xia hero's scales are so cool!"

...

For a time, everyone picked up their phones.

They frantically took pictures of Chen Feng.

Especially Qianqian's friend George.

He was standing excitedly on a chair, holding his phone at Chen Feng and shouting excitedly:

"Long live the Great Xia hero!"

Aiden glanced at the people around him.

He gradually remembered.

Recently.

He had seen news about Chen Feng on that magical television.

He didn't expect to meet the real person today.

"You are that brave demon youth."

"Who assisted that Demon God Yin Hu in defeating the flood dragon after its tribulation."

Since his resurrection.

The most shocking thing for Aiden.

Was seeing an acquaintance through the TV news.

Demon God Yin Hu!

In ancient times, he was one of the hardest Martial Gods to deal with in the demon race.

He never imagined.

That Yin Hu not only escaped Gu Banjin's restrictions before him.

But had now become a hero of the human race.

Being enshrined and provided for like a treasure by humans.

It was truly ironic.

If Gu Sanliang knew, he would probably die of anger on the spot.

Back in the day, Yin Hu had devoured over a million Great Xia people.

He was Gu Sanliang's greatest mortal enemy.

And also the greatest mortal enemy of the human race.

Chen Feng asked somewhat nervously:

"Old gentleman, let's change places to talk."

"There are too many people here, it's not very convenient."

Aiden looked at the excited crowd around them, who had almost surrounded Chen Feng.

He nodded, unable to help but envy:

"As an emperor, I wasn't even as popular as you back then."

Chen Feng looked at Qianqian and said:

"Qianqian, I'll come find you later."

After saying that, he turned into a bolt of lightning.

And disappeared right from the spot.

"To have such speed at the Martial Saint level, truly worthy of the demon race."

Aiden looked at the people around him and said helplessly:

"Everyone please make way, I need to step out."

However, the people were still excitedly discussing.

"Mom, I just saw the Great Xia hero with my own eyes."

"Sir, are you a friend of the Great Xia hero?"

"Qianqian, did the Great Xia hero just speak to you?"

"The Great Xia hero's speed is so fast, it's just like lightning!"

...

Facing the excited crowd.

Aiden helplessly revealed a tiny bit of his Battle Aura.

He figured he might as well let these Southern Continent people see the martial arts belonging to the Southern Continent.

However, Aiden knew.

No one could recognize Battle Aura nowadays.

This native martial art of the Southern Continent had been completely lost.

Now, the whole world was cultivating Great Xia's Vitality Martial Arts.

The Battle Aura erupted.

Instantly, a powerful aura forcefully pushed the surrounding people away.

He had no choice.

In terms of speed.

He was definitely even faster than Chen Feng.

But his speed wasn't just fast, it also carried terrifying destructive power.

Once he unleashed his ultimate speed,

the entire mall would instantly be reduced to rubble by his battle aura.

His own descendants and subjects would hardly survive.

As the former sovereign of the Southern Continent,

he had spent his entire life fighting for the prosperity of the continent’s population.

Slaughtering his own people was something he naturally could not bring himself to do.

After pushing the crowd away with his battle aura,

Aiden stepped out slowly.

Once outside the mall, he began walking through the air,

then instantly turned into a streak of red light, heading toward a distant mountain peak.

At that moment, Chen Feng anxiously said to Linghe:

“Take Qianqian and leave quickly.

There’s a martial god–level powerhouse here.”

The moment Aiden had released his battle aura earlier,

Linghe had already sensed that unfathomable presence.

Thinking back to how she had been completely unaware of it before, she couldn’t help but shiver.

But once she realized that terrifying aura did not belong to Yin Hu,

Linghe finally breathed a sigh of relief.