I Contracted Myself-Chapter 93 – Learning from the wise

If Zhang Ping, Su Qingbo, and Ye Changchun were on the ground, they would have realized that the erupting volcano was the very one they had been at earlier.

It could be said that every drink and every peck is predestined.

If Su Qingbo and Ye Changchun hadn't followed Zhang Ping away, they might have perished in the sudden volcanic eruption.

"I have a bad feeling about this. If that Firebird breaks free, it will bring catastrophic destruction to the endless mountains," Zhang Shouzhong said, trembling.

Feng Laixian said gravely, "Could this be the so-called King Grade Mutated Beast?"

"I don't know, but for now, we can only watch and wait. I'll go down to check the situation; we must bring Zhang Ping back as soon as possible," Liu Sishan said seriously.

But as she stepped into the teleportation array, she was shocked to find it wouldn't activate. Her face changed instantly as she said, "The teleportation array is malfunctioning!"

"What!!!"

Lu Han rushed forward, and upon seeing that the teleportation array indeed wouldn't start, his face turned pale, and he fell to his knees in despair.

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He then muttered to himself, "I knew we shouldn't have let Zhang Ping do as he pleased. His reckless nature was bound to cause trouble eventually. Now it's over, Mingzhu City is doomed!"

"Zhang Ping might not die; he can turn into water, and even a rockslide can't crush him. But digging his way out from 1800 meters underground won't be easy," Bai De said.

Zhang Shouzhong immediately suggested, "What if we dig from above while he digs from below? Is there a chance?"

Just as he finished speaking, the ground shook violently again, and the massive volcano spewed out a torrent of lava, turning the surrounding forest into a sea of fire.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur.

"I'm afraid an unavoidable forest fire will soon spread around, and there's no time left," Liu Sishan said with a hint of despair.

At that moment, she deeply regretted her earlier hesitation.

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1800 meters underground.

Zhang Ping was almost crushed to the ground, gritting his teeth and holding on, his body drenched in sweat, driven by a single belief: he could endure.

In truth, most people don't think much when saving others; they act with one thought: to save lives.

In his previous life, Zhang Ping had an elder brother who saved a child crossing the street, losing a leg in the process.

When Zhang Ping visited him in the hospital and asked about it, he just smiled and said he hadn't thought much at the time.

Later, Zhang Ping participated in countless rescue missions himself. The process was often grueling, but the moment of successfully saving someone was pure joy.

That joy was pure.

Zhang Ping wasn't doing it for Zhao Yanlong or Zhao Yanhu's gratitude, nor did he intend to win their loyalty to make them his Summoned Beasts.

He wouldn't preach about grand principles.

He didn't believe in sayings like "Saving one life outweighs building a seven-story pagoda."

If he had to say what drove him, it was probably... because he had been through the rain and wanted to hold an umbrella for others.

Being buried alive was too painful!

If he hadn't turned back and seen them, it would have been different, but living people were right in front of him, within reach. As a rescuer, how could he remain indifferent?

In his past life, Zhang Ping was born in a land of heroes, with countless role models to learn from. He would weep for the sacrifices of heroes and rejoice when those saved became saviors themselves.

After gaining absolute control over his body, he knew whether his desires came from his body's urges or his true heart.

He knew he simply wanted to do it, and if learning from the wise was a mistake, he would die without regret.

Zhao Yanhu, with tears in his voice, said, "My brother and I don't need your help, do you hear me? Get lost."

"Enough, stop pretending. Ask whatever information you want, I'll tell you, just don't stay, don't..." Zhao Yanlong said, trembling.

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Zhang Ping had no strength to speak, clenching his teeth so hard that his eyes bulged slightly.

He could still hold on; the power of the Old King's Blood was strengthening his body. This pressure couldn't defeat him; it would only make him stronger.

"Hoo, ha, hoo, ha, hoo, ha!!!"

He adjusted his breathing, starting with a low voice, and then suddenly let out a loud shout, his entire body exploding with power, lifting the rock slightly.

In fact, the technique he was using was Taowu's Defiance from Beast King Boxing.

Feng Laixian had once used this move to unleash all his strength in an instant, breaking free from Zuo Xiangming's restraints.

However, this move required special medicine to practice safely; otherwise, forcing it could cause self-harm, even crippling oneself if not practiced correctly.

Fortunately, Zhang Ping had the Old King's Blood, and any pain only served as nourishment for him. As long as it didn't kill him, it would only make him stronger.

Thus, after using Taowu's Defiance, not only did he unleash greater power, but his body also grew stronger due to its side effects.

It really worked!

Zhang Ping's spirits lifted, his eyes gleaming.

He looked up at the rock above, took a deep breath, and used Taowu's Defiance again, this time focusing his strength on his right fist.

With one punch, the rock slightly dented.

Zhang Ping's lips curled into a slight smile, and the next moment, he gritted his teeth and unleashed his full power, his fists relentlessly pounding the rock above.

"Hoo-la, hoo-la, hoo-la, hoo-la..."

His muscles turned crimson, as if burning, and with the rhythm of Taowu's Defiance, countless fist shadows hammered the rock, gradually pushing it upward, expanding the space that had been compressed to just forty centimeters.

However, changes in the rock often had a domino effect, and as he expanded the space, some of the blocked lava outside was squeezed in.

Zhang Ping's heels were suddenly covered by the lava...

"Ahhhhhhh!"

His face turned red as he roared upward, but his fists didn't stop, smashing the rock with even more ferocity, as countless red blood spots gradually covered the rock.