Chapter 11.2
Qing Shan claimed the most prestigious seat in the room, and others imitated his lead by bringing their ladies to appease them. Bingwen Deli approached Qing Shan and bowed flatteringly. He then signaled his men to get the crate filled with stimulant drugs. The men promptly carried the steel crates to Qing Shan's side.
Bingwen Deli arrogantly began the celebration with his usual opening speech, "I have invited you all here to celebrate. Feel free to smoke and inject these stimulants because you have plenty of time before your next training." He said these words while smirking arrogantly. However, he did advise the players to be extremely cautious and not get kicked out of the sports team.
The VIP had a soundproofed room with a distinctive music effect, and everyone celebrated more confidently. While partying, the females they brought removed half of their gowns, and both men and women smoked and injected drugs. The dim light in the VIP room removed the barrier of shame, and most rugby players brazenly had sex there.
{Deep in the forest.}
Chi An, one of the rugby players, trained tenaciously in the forest while the others enjoyed themselves.
Frowning at his failure, Chi An said with his fast-paced tone, "Why isn't my maneuvering better?"
Chi An scowled, pacing around. He intended to find out the source of his lack of movement ability. He strolled around the woodland, his left hand on his chin while his face remained blank.
After pacing, he said decisively, "Give it another shot."
Chi An carried the rugby ball and sprinted with it, navigating his way through the trees.
{Another section of the forest.}
While Chi An trained in one section of the forest, Jun Mey arrived at another to practice martial art.
She walked steadily, thinking: 'I've already informed Nuan Mei not to bother waiting for me.' Jun Mey reasoned that things were becoming tough, so she needed to practice. Although she'd been working out, and there was virtually nothing new to learn, she thought there must be something—like the self-defense skills her foster parents left her.
Jun Mey calmly pondered as she traversed the forest's winding trail. Arriving at her destination, she set up a makeshift shelter using candlelights as her source of lighting.
Jun Mey revealed an ancient folded paper in the shape of a map.
Calmly looking at the paper, Jun Mey murmured, "Is this a bloodline paper? But…" She stretched the yellowish, completely blank paper to its full length.
Looking at the paper, Jun Mey reasoned, 'How do I view the content of this paper?' She remembered her foster parents experimenting with secret letters using their blood. She thought she should try it too.
With fear, she sliced her thumb with a penknife and splattered blood in the center of the page. Almost immediately, an incredible sight appeared as written words emerged from within the paper.
'Isn't this some kind of martial art?' Jun Mey pondered, her eyes staring calmly.
Looking at the written words, Jun Mey attempted to read them aloud. "The flowing wing is an old combat technique that requires speed and precision," she read. "Yet, mastering speed and precision are akin to ascending nine clouds, especially for people who do not have an energy channel."
Jun Mey read aloud what she saw on the paper but couldn't comprehend it. Suddenly, a pure golden light bathed the letters and the page, and compressed rays of light shot toward her belly. The intense light caused Jun Mey to moan in agony and collapse.
{In her mind.}
When Jun Mey saw herself in an unknown place, she became puzzled but remained calm.