"Of course, if your families are willing, you can also go to the Zixiao Continent together," Zhou Hong added with a chuckle.
"Can our families come too?"
"Theoretically, everyone on Earth can go," Zhou Hong said with a grin. His subordinate world was ten times larger than Earth, and accommodating all seven billion people posed no burden to him. However, he had no intention of taking everyone.
"That's wonderful! We'll go back and discuss it. If our family and friends are willing, we'll bring them along," said Changsun Qinghe.
"Hurry back. We leave exactly one week from now."
"Okay, okay." Everyone left, leaving only Qiao Zhenhua, Liang Hongqin, and Qiao Yinger.
"Dad, Mom, please think it over carefully. We depart in a week."
"Alright," Qiao Zhenhua nodded, his emotions complex.
Zhou Hong also walked out of the villa. He needed to find Teacher Yang Xi and Shen Yanran. They had joined the Wolf Warrior organization before and were later rumored to be undergoing training abroad. The country they went to was the most technologically advanced on Earth, the Star-Striped Nation, also known as the United States.
The Star-Striped Nation, it must be said, had some prowess. They had achieved significant results by combining modern technology with martial arts cultivation.
As a result, many martial arts cultivators from around the globe flocked to the Star-Striped Nation for advanced studies.
Currently, the nation with the strongest martial cultivation power on the entire Earth was the Star-Striped Nation.
Yang Xi and Shen Yanran had gone to a martial arts academy in the Star-Striped Nation for further training. Zhou Hong had learned this information from the Wolf Warrior organization that day. The academy they attended was called the Raymond Martial Arts Academy.
For the next few days, Zhou Hong planned to travel across the Pacific to the Star-Striped Nation to find Yang Xi and Shen Yanran.
The Raymond Martial Arts Academy was a closed-off institution. It was not unreasonable to assume that Yang Xi and Shen Yanran were completely unaware of the martial arts news in China, nor that the reclusive master in China was Zhou Hong.
However, for Zhou Hong to travel from China to the Star-Striped Nation, he had to cross the Pacific Ocean, a distance of approximately 14,000 kilometers. Despite his speed, it would take at least two and a half hours, and that was without any breaks. Including rest time, it would take at least three to four hours.
Without further thought, Zhou Hong leaped into the sky, soaring into the clouds, and then dashed towards the Pacific Ocean. His body moved like an arrow.
Zhou Hong's current speed was roughly ten times that of an airplane.
Occasionally, he would pass by airplanes in the sky. However, the people on board couldn't see him clearly, only a shadow that whizzed by.
This led some passengers to exclaim about aliens.
Thus, Zhou Hong soon reached the skies above the Pacific Ocean, flying towards the Star-Striped Nation on the opposite shore.
Approximately three hours later, Zhou Hong successfully arrived in the Star-Striped Nation.
Zhou Hong landed casually in a city. He didn't know the location of the Raymond Martial Arts Academy, so he had to land and ask someone for directions.
"Hello, do you know the Raymond Martial Arts Academy?" Zhou Hong asked a man with blond hair, a high nose bridge, and fair skin. Sudan Novel Network.
"What?" The Caucasian man looked at Zhou Hong, utterly bewildered.
"I mean, do you know the Raymond Martial Arts Academy?"
"I don't understand what you're saying," the white man muttered and walked away. The man didn't understand Chinese, and Zhou Hong couldn't understand English.
Zhou Hong found another person. This time, as he spoke, he also sent out mental fluctuations.
Unfortunately, the other person was an ordinary individual and could not receive Zhou Hong's mental fluctuations. A true cultivator would have immediately understood the meaning conveyed by Zhou Hong's mental fluctuations.
"Heh, language barrier," Zhou Hong chuckled wryly. This small Earth was truly a place with an astonishing number of languages, despite its limited size.
Zhou Hong had no choice but to call Changsun Qinghe and others in China for help.
However, Zhou Hong's phone had no signal. He didn't realize that mobile phone signals in the Star-Striped Nation were different and incompatible.
"What's going on? I can't even make a call." Zhou Hong was speechless.
Just then, he heard a familiar language coming from the intersection ahead: "The pizza at that shop earlier was so delicious."
"Yeah, I ate until I was stuffed."
Zhou Hong immediately looked towards the two girls. They were discussing pizza, and they were speaking Chinese.
"Hello," Zhou Hong quickly walked over to greet them.
"Hello, are you from China?" the two girls asked, looking at Zhou Hong.
"Yes, my name is Zhou Hong. I've just arrived and can't understand the local dialect. Can you help me with something?"
The two girls were rendered speechless by Zhou Hong calling English a "local dialect." They were speaking perfectly good English, which Zhou Hong dismissed as indigenous speech.
"Of course. What do you need our help with?"
"I have two friends who went to a place called the Raymond Martial Arts Academy. Do you know where it is?"
"Raymond Martial Arts Academy?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry, we're not too sure either. That should be a place for people in the martial arts world, right?"
"Alright," Zhou Hong smiled helplessly. It seemed finding Yang Xi and Shen Yanran would not be as easy as he had imagined.
"Friend Zhou Hong, did you just arrive in the Star-Striped Nation today?" one of the girls asked. She was quite attractive.
"Yes, I just landed," Zhou Hong replied with a smile. The two girls assumed Zhou Hong had just disembarked from an airplane, unaware that he had flown there directly.
"You don't seem to understand English at all. It's past ten o'clock at night. Do you have a place to stay? Have you booked a hotel? Or do you have any other friends here?" the attractive girl asked with concern.
"I don't have any friends here; I just came to find some. I didn't expect the locals here wouldn't understand me, and I wouldn't understand their language. I tried to call China for help from some friends, but there was no signal," Zhou Hong said with some frustration.
"Chinese phones don't work here, of course," the two girls said, looking bewildered. They wondered how Zhou Hong had even gotten to the Star-Striped Nation, as if he hadn't done any research beforehand.
"Heh, this Earth, such a small place, divided into so many countries, making things so complicated," Zhou Hong chuckled wryly. He could conquer and unify the Earth if he wanted, but he had no such interest.
"Well, how about this? I can help you find a hotel to stay in, or, if you don't mind, you can stay at our apartment for a night. Afterward, I can help you inquire about the location of the Raymond Martial Arts Academy. What do you think?" the attractive girl asked after a moment's hesitation.