CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 38 YOUR SUPPORTING FORCE IS VERY POWERFUL

EDITOR: ENDLESSFANTASY TRANSLATION

Wang Lan released his hand, and Jiang Xinyu immediately grabbed her cheeks; it was just too itchy, and moreover, her face felt oppressively stuffy.

With that grab, the scars on her face started peeling off in pieces. In no time, her flawless cheeks appeared before Wang Lan, as smooth as a peeled egg.

"Is it done?" Jiang Xinyu asked nervously.

"Beautiful, perfect! But... your wound on the chest..." Wang Lan’s eyebrows kept twitching, a lecherous smile spreading across his face. Not good, there was a murderous aura! In an instant, the smile disappeared.

"It’s nothing, this injury is not a problem; the ribs have already been set. There’s no need for battle up ahead, I can heal on my own," Jiang Xinyu said, her face slightly flushed as she turned her head away.

"Um, Soldier, are you looking for Wang Lan? It’s not very convenient right now... or maybe..."

"Not convenient? Has little brother Wang Lan not woken up yet?"

"Uh... this..."

Wang Lan gave Jiang Xinyu a puzzled look, then Jiang Xinyu strode to the door and pulled it open.

"Wang Lan is already awake; how come you two haven’t come in yet?"

"Uh... can we come in under these circumstances?" Xu Xiangwen cast a glance.

"Don’t block the doorway, let them come in first."

As Commander Ren entered the room and saw that Wang Lan was already up, he smiled warmly, "Little brother, how’s your recovery?"

"I’m almost there, Captain Ren. Are you looking for me... Is there something you need?"

"Our battalion commander has something to say to you. He was planning to come in person, but he’s tied up at the moment... Are you available?"

"Available, nothing inconvenient. Let’s go!"

Though still feeling a bit weak, it did not impede his movement. Under the puzzled gazes of Jiang Xinyu and the others, Wang Lan left the rest area following Commander Ren.

The base camp of the junior training ground was not large, like a rural primary school. There were two rows of two-story buildings: one for accommodations, the other for offices.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

Wang Lan was brought inside. Wu Changfeng set down his pen and stood up, moving to the couch and gesturing for Wang Lan to sit. Then he personally poured a cup of water and handed it to Wang Lan.

"Thank you very much for the information you’ve provided us, and also for your help with my subordinates. Without you, I might have lost ten good brothers."

"No need for thanks, Major. It’s what I should do. As a Star Martial Warrior, fighting the Demon Clan is our duty and obligation," Wang Lan said reservedly, unsure of the Major’s intention.

"Don’t be nervous. My name is Wu Changfeng, and I’m the battalion commander of the third company of the Martial Arts Corps, currently in charge of the Suzhou City junior training ground. You can call me Wu, or Old Wu, whatever you prefer."

"I wouldn’t dare... I’ve never met such a high-ranking official before..." Wang Lan said with a dutiful smile.

"Official my ass!" Wu Changfeng let out a local dialect phrase with a sneer. Definitely a person from Shu! Totally confirmed.

"I’m not exaggerating, little brother. With your talent and your strength as a Medical Star Martial Warrior, your future achievements will certainly surpass mine. In no more than ten years, your legend will spread throughout Jade Country."

"Wu, you’re putting me on too high a pedestal; I might fall to my death," Wang Lan humbly replied.

"Is your medical ability really that impressive?"

"I... I don’t even know how to answer that question. I’ve only been a Star Martial Warrior for a few days. I’ve only met a few Star Martial Warriors, and my knowledge about Star Martial Arts is limited. I have no idea what kind of level other Medical Attribute Star Martial Warriors are at. Without comparison, how can I claim to be impressive?"

"What kind of injuries can you treat?"

"My Star Martial Skill should fall under restoration, I guess. It’s derived from Self Healing. Self Healing is about using Star Martial Skill to repair the body when it’s damaged. So rather than calling it a Medical Star Martial Technique, it’s more of a Restoration Star Martial Technique. As long as the person isn’t dead, I can activate my Star Martial Skill to repair injuries. But it also depends on the type of injury; if it’s about severed limbs... I’m afraid I can’t help."

"Hmm, it’s pretty much as I analyzed. Your ability is highly targeted and has a wide range of applications. It’s a great fit for our military, especially battlefield medicine."

Hearing this, Wang Lan instantly became vigilant. Was this an attempt to recruit him into the military?

Looking puzzledly at Wu Changfeng, Wu Changfeng simply smiled. "I mean later, in the future."

In fact, becoming a full-time doctor wouldn’t be too bad. When he was treating Commander Ren and his men, curing each one added experience points. No matter how you looked at it, he could get stronger even while lying down.

Plus, treatment consumed Star Power, so he could legitimately request Soul Beads to replenish skill points—truly a sustainable and classic route to getting stronger.

But Wang Lan did the math. To upgrade from Star Shine to Star Cloud Stage, he would need 550,000 experience points, which meant treating 5,500 people. Setting aside how much time it would take, the question was whether there were even that many people who needed his healing.

Unless a full-scale war broke out, where would so many injured come from?

And breaking through from Star Cloud to Galaxy was even more daunting, requiring the treatment of 55,000 people. Like, was this even humanly possible? Even if he healed ten people a day, it would still take damn near fifteen to twenty years. To think of leveling up to Star Sea Stage by healing alone, that truly seemed like a ’once in a lifetime’ kind of deal.

A dedicated career in the Medical Attribute looked safe, but it wasn’t the life Wang Lan wanted.

Spending a lifetime, possibly dying before even breaking through to the Star Sea Stage, would be an utter disgrace among those who had transmigrated.

Wang Lan smiled and shook his head. "Who knows what the future holds?"

"Right! I heard from Commander Ren that you used a very powerful Star Martial Skill at a critical moment, saving them all. That skill should be called ’Phoenix Form,’ right?"

Wang Lan looked at Wu Changfeng in surprise, not expecting anyone to know about this Star Martial Skill. He had specifically searched the internet for it—there were Phoenix Wings, Phoenix Wing Sky Soaring, Dance of the Phoenix, and other Star Martial Skills, but he couldn’t find any information on Phoenix Form.

"You don’t need to look so surprised. A classic and powerful Star Martial Skill like that cannot be kept secret. Plus, I graduated from Modu City’s Star Martial Academy. A very influential incident occurred back then, making Phoenix Form well-known among students of my class."

"Indeed, it is."

"So, I’m very curious. Phoenix Form is an S-rank Star Martial Skill, also a forbidden technique. Even many powerful Star Martial Warriors don’t have the opportunity to learn it. How did you get it?"

"This... Will it put me in danger?"

"That depends on how you acquired it. If the way you obtained it isn’t proper, the country won’t let you off easily. If it’s a legitimate method, then the country will protect you. After all, an S-rank Star Martial Skill is enough to make many drool with envy, even to the point of trampling over the law."

"My mom left it to me," Wang Lan replied straightforwardly.

Having a treasure on him, being coveted by others—it was obvious how dangerous it could be. And if he didn’t manage to gain powerful protection, who knows, he might end up dead on the streets one day.

"Your mom?" Wu Changfeng’s gaze suddenly became serious. "I’ve looked at your file. Your mom is named Wang Ling, a Star Martial Warrior. But what’s strange is, I can only access the most superficial layer of information. The data on your mom is limited to the most basic details. All her past, like her birth, education, work—all experiences are blank. It must have been classified. However, I have a guess about your identity, so I still hope you can tell me. Rest assured, I am a soldier and a member of the Ministry of Defense’s Sword Plan. My political leanings and identity are trustworthy, and I understand the confidentiality regulations. Even if you tell me, I won’t disclose it. And you are in great danger; the fact that you possess Phoenix Form won’t stay hidden for long."

"Is that so?" Wang Lan didn’t hesitate for long. "Actually, I don’t know much about my mom either. I was told at the age of eight that she had died on a mission. So... But soon after my awakening as a Star Martial Warrior, my aunt gave me my mother’s belongings and revealed her identity to me. She may not be dead, perhaps just missing, or maybe not missing at all. My mom is named Wang Ling; her title, Flame Emperor!"

Wu Changfeng’s breathing suddenly became rapid. Although he had had suspicions, hearing the confirmation firsthand was like being swallowed by a tsunami, struck by the sheer force of the reveal.

In the entire Jade Country, fewer than ten people had trained in Phoenix Form, and the only known successful practitioner was the Flame Emperor. Those who hadn’t succeeded wouldn’t dare pass on the skill to others unless they intended harm. Only those who had mastered the route would enable another to replicate their successful experience. Therefore, Wu Changfeng had surmised that Wang Lan’s Phoenix Form came from the Flame Emperor. But Wang Lan’s social circle was spotless, and there was no chance of intersecting with the Flame Emperor. The only connection could be through Wang Lan’s mother, Wang Ling, whose records were mysteriously clean. Trusting his sharp intuition, Wu Changfeng speculated that this Wang Ling must have a close connection with the Flame Emperor. And now, this speculation had been confirmed: the Flame Emperor was Wang Ling, and Wang Ling was the Flame Emperor.

The son of the Flame Emperor... a descendant of the Five Emperors... what a dazzling identity?

The Five Elders and the Five Emperors are always spoken of together, but who knew that they achieved greatness together?

Why were they called the Five Elders? It was because these five respected Elders nurtured disciples like the Five Emperors, whose brilliance was universally acknowledged. And it was the strength of the Five Emperors that elevated the status of the Five Elders.

The Five Elders didn’t *only* have the Five Emperors as disciples; their other disciples were spread across various industries, and all of them were elite talents.

It’s unlikely that the Five Elders could cultivate another set of Five Emperors, so the status of a descendant of the Five Emperors is like a brilliantly glittering star in the eyes of the Five Elders’ lineage and their sphere of influence.

With such a status to rely on, who would dare make a move? And yet, such an identity had remained so obscure for sixteen years?

Amazed, Wu Changfeng also admired the Flame Emperor; truly worthy of her reputation, to have kept her child hidden so well, so deeply...

"I understand now. Since the Flame Emperor’s child has appeared... I suppose I was overthinking it, and there is no need for me to worry about your safety."

"Oh? Wu, what do you mean by that? I don’t quite understand."

"You don’t need to understand. Just continue eating, drinking, and living as you always have."

"I wasn’t worried before, but now that you say that, I’m suddenly feeling a bit anxious..."

"It’s not what you think. Having Phoenix Form won’t cause you any trouble, don’t worry. You are the son of the Flame Emperor; who would dare mess with you? Anyway... I called you here because I wanted to discuss something with you."

Wu Changfeng’s tone shifted abruptly. Although previously he didn’t display an arrogant attitude, the conversation had been led by him. But now, his tone seemed almost deferential.