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I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

Chapter 490 - 485: Opportunity for Breakthrough

Author: Independent Fallen Flower
updatedAt: 2025-11-06

CHAPTER 490: CHAPTER 485: OPPORTUNITY FOR BREAKTHROUGH

When Xu Lingjun returned home.

It was already midnight with the moon high in the sky...

As the undisputed main character of the celebratory banquet, everyone naturally couldn’t wait to make him drink heavily... All thinking of taking advantage of him while he’s drunk.

If they could get him to sign something personally, they would have scored a big win.

Unfortunately, ever since Xu Lingjun missed a golden opportunity due to getting drunk and nearly waited over a year to finally have his chance, he has always been mindful.

By fully operating the "Infinite Divine Demon Body Refining Technique", even alcohol could be refined into blood qi, although the conversion rate was indeed not great, at least he wouldn’t get drunk.

Wang Qingya and the others no longer lived at the War Studies Academy.

The villa had been completely finished a year ago...

Naturally, Wang Qingya and the others had moved there.

Sitting in the special car...

Xu Lingjun merely shook slightly.

The smell of alcohol dissipated around him, and he no longer felt the least bit drunk... In this setting, he really didn’t want to be intoxicated.

After all...

He hadn’t been home in two years.

He walked into the lush forest manor.

The surrounding scenery was quite pleasing.

Wang Tiancheng didn’t really understand much about architecture, but he knew one thing... Let the professionals handle professional matters.

So the surrounding environment was designed in a very elegant manner, with every stone and tree showing a tranquil style.

Arriving here, the guards stopped following...

There were exclusive guards and technological protection here, so safety wasn’t an issue.

Xu Lingjun stepped into the villa and headed inside.

Then he saw the deepest, most elegant, and tranquil interior, brightly lit...

Accompanied by Wang Tiancheng’s boisterous laughter, it seemed he had made some unexpected profit again, otherwise he wouldn’t be so joyful.

In the spacious living room, three people were seated around a table, with a sumptuous meal untouched, clearly waiting for someone to return... In the corner, the over two-meter-long Xiaofu was idly wagging his tail.

Living in the mountains and forests did allow Xiaofu to release some wildness, but it was evidently no match for the way Daxiong was rampaging in the cosmic battlefield. Now, both in size and ferocity, it had been left far behind by Daxiong.

Xu Lingjun opened the door and entered.

He changed into slippers and smiled, "I’m back."

"Son... Dad missed you so much."

Seeing Xu Lingjun, Wang Tiancheng’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help but rush over for a bear hug.

Wang Qingya still often went to the Qisha Military District for pre-war inspections as a representative of the War Studies Academy, but Wang Tiancheng wasn’t as lucky... To him, it really had been almost two years since he last saw his son.

After a firm hug, he carefully assessed Xu Lingjun, saying with concern, "You’ve grown taller, sturdier, and you’ve tanned."

Xu Lingjun couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

How could I have tanned?

But in Wang Tiancheng’s eyes, as long as Xu Lingjun wasn’t by his side, he wasn’t living well...

The four of them sat down.

Su Huanqing went to open a bottle of red wine, smiling, "You’ve probably had a lot to drink already, just taste a little now... it’s a celebration after all."

"Yes, a celebration."

Xu Lingjun raised his glass, and the four glasses clinked together.

"Cheers!"

There weren’t many people at the table, but the atmosphere was warm. Cup by cup, Xu Lingjun shared stories with them, especially Father Wang, about various matters in the Qisha Military District... Now that the Chi Yu mysterious clan had been completely wiped out, many things weren’t even considered military secrets anymore.

In front of Father Wang, there was nothing he couldn’t say.

This meal went on for quite some time...

As the night lingered, in the end, Wang Tiancheng, slightly tipsy, dressed in slippers, carried his shoes and went back.

He didn’t live with Xu Lingjun and the others... or rather, just a wall apart.

As he said.

Girls hate living with their in-laws after marriage...

Though you haven’t officially registered, you have everything else that’s necessary, and as parents, we shouldn’t overdo it.

Upon hearing Wang Tiancheng’s words, Su Huanqing was very grateful.

Wang Qingya couldn’t help but frown, feeling as if she was also included in what was clearly meant for Su Huanqing.

This is definitely not biological dad.

After Wang Tiancheng left...

The moonlight became alluring.

Swayed by the atmosphere of intoxication and after several months of being apart due to war.

Xu Lingjun held both Wang Qingya and Su Huanqing’s hands and walked towards the bathroom...

What followed was self-explanatory.

At the same time.

The Baoyan Army Legion had been well-arranged. As the biggest heroes of this battle, the treatment they received was beyond words.

After the celebration, each of them would have several months of vacation...

During this time, they could choose to go home to visit family or find a place to immerse themselves in cultivating the Martial Tao, entirely up to them.

For a long time thereafter, there would be no wars on the Polar Star Battlefield... The tasks of post-war construction were nothing to do with the Baoyan Army Legion; that would be like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

And right at this moment.

A middle-aged man in a robe, with a kind face, under the accompaniment of Liu Shuang, had already stepped into the Baoyan Army Legion.

Sun Bumie.

He genuinely hadn’t expected that Xu Lingjun would impart all of the Cuowu Sect’s martial skills directly and completely to the warriors of the Baoyan Army...

But after his initial shock, it turned into overwhelming joy.

The hundred thousand Baoyan Army, although not the best in aptitude...all were survivors of the battlefield smoke.

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