Genes are forbidden areas for human beings. They are the domain of God. If you master the mysteries of genes, then you will master the power of God!
The famous "gene martial arts theory" has exhausted the sources of martial arts power, practicing martial arts, breaking its own genetic lock, and achieving "inhumanity". This is the true meaning of martial arts.
Senior junior Lin Feng, accidentally got a gene fusion device, and embarked on the road of gene fusion. Others rely on their talents to practice martial arts. Lin Feng's practice of martial arts is based on the integration of various ancient and wild wild beast genes.
Since then, Lin Feng has embarked on the path of genetic martial arts, and has achieved the strongest martial arts!

"This…"
Reagan Declan stared hard at the martial art manual for a moment before inquiring with surprise, "Are you giving this to me to train exclusively, or can I also let the others practice this martial art, boss?"
"Naturally, everyone can practice Jeet Kune Do. I'm handing it over to you because you are the most suitable candidate," Albion explained before handing out a few more martial art manuals.  
"Boss is the best!"
"Long live the boss!"
The gang members cheered after receiving the three other martial art manuals from their boss before they quickly skimmed through the manuals with excitement.
"Slaughtering Chicken Knife Technique, Serpent Sword Scripture, and Tiger Fist Canon? These names are quite ordinary…!" Billy commented before his eyes suddenly widened in shock, "Heavens, these are all Earth-grade Martial Arts!"
"Earth-grade Martial Arts?!" Another gang member exclaimed with great shock before suddenly asking, "…What is Earth-grade Martial Arts?"
Albion and the surrounding gang immediately staggered before Meng Yan raised his hand and gave the shocked gang member a smack on the back of the head.
Smack!
"Ugh—!" The gang member grunted before turning to face Meng Yan with confusion, "Why did you hit, Brother Yan?"
"Not only did I hit you, but I will also beat you up!" Meng Yan spouted aggressively but did not follow through with his words.
He was only scaring the person.
"If you don't know what Earth-grade Martial Arts is, then why are you so shocked for?!" Meng Yan reprimanded.
"Oh…" The gang member scratched his head awkwardly, "I didn't know what it is, but it sounded amazing, so I couldn't help becoming shocked…"
"…"
Everyone was speechless.
Shortly after, Meng Yan proceeded to explain patiently, "Martial Arts are divide into different grades based on the quality of the technique and how far one can reach in practicing them."
"Mortal-grade Martial Arts are the lowest, while Earth-grade Martial Arts are one grade higher than Mortal-grade Martial Arts. People who practice Earth-grade Martial Arts can reach the Initiate Realm and become Martial Art Masters."
For Mortal-grade Martial Arts, the peak of Foundation Realm was their limit.
"Wow, doesn't that mean we can all become Martial Arts Masters in the future?!" The gang member excitedly said before asking, "What's higher than Earth-grade Martial Arts, Brother Yan?"
"Above Earth-grade Martial Arts are Mystic-grade Martial Arts and Heaven-grade Martial Arts. Mystic-grade Martial Arts can be practiced to the Innate Realm, becoming Martial Art Grandmasters."
"As for Heaven-grade Martial Arts, they can be trained to the legendary Spirit Transformation Realm. People who reached this realm are all considered transcendent beings," Meng Yan explained while the other gang members all listened with rapt attention.
"Amazing! Brother Yan knows so much about martial arts!" A gang member praised.
But rather than feeling smug, Meng Yan responded with a self-deprecating smile, "So what if I know a lot? What's the point of knowing if you cannot practice them? It will only make you depressed. It's the same as seeing but can't touch."
"But now we have Earth-grade Martial Arts! We can all become Martial Art Masters in the future!" A blue-capped gang member spoke optimistically.
"Right! What are we still waiting for? Let us start practicing already!"
Everyone was eager to learn.
Albion shook his head with a wry smile as he watched the gang members all get excited over Earth-grade Martial Arts.
'One man's trash is another man's treasure, huh?' Albion silently thought with amusement.
In the Dark Emperor's spare time, he would modify all sorts of martial arts and cultivation techniques as part of his hobby
As such, Earth-grade martial art manuals were the lowest grade that Albion could find inside his Ashura Ring.
"Alright, you all take your time learning. I'm leaving."
Everyone was preoccupied with the Earth-grade martial art manuals, but once Albion spoke about leaving, he immediately captured all their attention.
"Where are you going, boss?" Ah Zhen quickly asked.
"I am going to…" Albion suddenly paused for a moment before he responded with a fist-on-palm gesture, "Right, intel. I am going to gather intel."
"Really?"
"Of course!"
The gang members expressed their doubts in the gazes before Albion snappishly said, "What are you all looking at?! If you are so free, then put some extra efforts into practicing the Earth-grade martial art manuals I gave you!"
"Y-Yes, boss!"
"Hmph!" Albion snorted.
…
Shortly after leaving the abandoned gym, Albion frowned before pulling out his smartphone that began vibrating nonstop with many missed calls.
Among several familiar names, there were also a bunch of unknown numbers.
"Dafuq? Why are there so many unknown numbers?" Albion's lips twitched.
The number of unknown numbers was more than twice the number of contacts he actually saved on his phone!
Suddenly, an 8-year old little boy carrying a basket of flowers ran past and bumped into Albion before falling over and dropping everything along with Albion's phone.
Crack!
The phone's screen immediately shattered into a thousand fragments upon contact with the hard ground, causing Ablion's expression to become stiff with a dark look.
'Dammit, I knew I should have gotten a phonecase and screen protector!'
He did not even own the phone for a week—no, not even half a week! And yet, the screen was already cracked!
"Oi, oi, watch where you're going, you little shi—"
Albion was ready to reprimand the little boy when he suddenly noticed many bruises on the child's body before his expression changed, ending his short fit of annoyance.
"Ahem!" Albion coughed before asking, "Are you alright, kid? Do you need help?"
"I'm fine!" The little boy glared.
Shortly after the little boy quickly placed the flowers back in the basket, he gave Albion another hard glare before scurrying off with a gloomy look.
'The f*ck, man?'
Albion was taken aback.
The kid was the one who bumped into him and broke his phone screen, so what right did the kid have to be so mad at him for?!
Albion trembled slightly with irritation before quickly pulling the little boy up by the collar until their eyes met.
"Now you listen here, you little shi—"
*Gasp*
"Oh my! Is that person going to beat up that little boy?"
"It sure looks like it! Haiz, youngsters these days have no morals!"
"Quick, call the cops or something before that little boy gets hurt!"
The voices of nearby middle-aged women and grandmas quickly entered Albion's ears before his lips twitched again while his gloomy eyes shortly fell on the flower basket.
"You… How much for the flowers?"


25-year-old Albion lived an unimpressive parasitic life of a NEET and otaku, leeching off his loving parent's allowances to enjoy watching animes, reading manga and novels at home. 

When faced with the cruel reality of contracting cancer through smoking, he selfishly ran away from home and sacrificed his life on a strange day of drastic changes.

'Since I'm going to die anyway, let me save another life in exchange.' 

Those were his thoughts before shoving a person out of harm's way and getting struck by a truck.

'If I could get a second chance, I want to live a fulfilling life and not waste it like this.'

However, Albion's new life resolution was quickly challenged by a stroke of divine providence.

"What? I'm not dead yet? Holy cow, I transmigrated into the body of a notorious hidden boss who controls half the world's wealth in an alternate universe after he failed his heavenly tribulation? I never have to worry about money? I can live forever? Lucky me!"

Albion thought he had shot to the peak of life, but he could not be more wrong. The immortal body was too strong for a mortal soul like him to control. He can only move for 5 minutes a day!

He became immobile and paralyzed for the rest of the time! The Four Horsemen of the Dark Emperor thought he was crippled and turned on him! They couldn't kill him physically due to his invincible body so they dropped him to the bottom of the ocean to drown!

His body was immortal. He could not die. 

Thus, he lived the following life in the dark depths of the ocean before being swallowed into the stomach of a giant sea serpent!

Before he could enjoy his new life, he had sunk to the lowest point of his life, literally!

However, the world rapidly changed after the notorious True Immortal disappeared for two years! The Apocalypse arrived, and so too, the System!

Ding! 
[You have slain a Lv.1 ancient sea serpent. 100 EXP has been gained.]
[You have leveled up.]
[You have become a Lv.2 Hunter.]
[Title acquired: Hunter.]

Albion: ???

"Did the sea serpent get food poisoning and died from eating me or something?" Albion wondered in the pit of the sea serpent's stomach.

[System calibration complete. Goldfinger has been activated.]

"Never mind, my time has come! With the system in hand, I will take back everything and rule the w--wait, what? This body's cultivation needs to be sealed in order for me to move freely without impairments?" 

"Sigh, forget it, ruling the world is too hard. I'm a wanted man anyway. Let's just hide somewhere, watch my animes, and reading my manga and novels..."

Albion was nerfed harder than the Big Bang at the beginning of time. However, what's his, will still be his. 

"Until my soul becomes strong enough to fully wield this power, I'll just treat it as a 5-minute Super Saiyan mode I can enjoy once a day..."

He was not the Dark Emperor, but the Dark Emperor was now him. The Four Horsemen that turned on him, their day of retribution will come!

Little did Albion know, the world had more things in store for him than his quest for vengeance. The dimensional rifts that appeared everywhere and the interdimensional creatures that spilled forth from there are actually...!

Find out on the next episode of drag--Ahem, to be continued.

=====Author's Note=====

Feel free to check out my other book, Prime Originator (also my first work). The genre is completely differently, so you may or may not like it and vice versa for readers coming from there :)

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=====DISCLAIMER=====

I do not own the cover. The original belongs to its respective owner.

What is the purpose of martial arts?

Some say it's to help the weak defend themselves against the strong. Some say it's for the strong to fight similarly strong opponents. Whether it's to increase one's health or to help one subdue another person, martial arts has always been seen as a way to fight another individual.

What I've realised after reading a lot of Wuxia, Xianxia and martial art novels in general is that people don't seem to understand the difference between eastern and western fighting ideologies.

What makes the difference between the two martial arts ideologies are the underlying meaning beneath the surface of the styles of martial arts originating from those areas.

Those of the east have deep meaning behind every movement right down to the quivering of a person's toe. Every attack has its use, every style has its meaning, and every technique requires discipline and constant repetition to master.

It's not as if western martial arts doesn't have meaning behind their moves or repetitive training but there's a distinct difference between a martial art like Tai Chi and Western Boxing.

Eastern Arts have an underlying meaning that goes deep into one's philosophy and etc. That's not to say that eastern martial arts is all about having deep meaning behind every move but most martial arts of the east have distinct history to them throughout their development and have been perfected overtime through various masters.

Western martial arts on the other hand focus more on effectiveness than anything else. Hybrid styles that keep the underlying purpose of the martial style while changing movements through mix and matching are more common than enlightenment.

Some say that western martial arts sucks and that they don't have originality of their own which is a completely false statement in itself.

The Half-Sword technique and Fencing techniques of western martial arts are comparable to eastern sword styles. They aren't inferior, just less varied since they give a higher focus on what exactly is useful in fighting and throwing out what's not.

'Who cares? As long as it works.' Is what they think.

Not only that but martial arts in general didn't need to split up into 'styles' for westerners because they are more 'logical' in way. Think of westerners the kind of people who would spam out the same move in a fighting game if it was effective enough to defeat their opponent easily.

A great way to summarise western ideologies on martial arts is looking at Boxing of western origin. 

Each individual move is broken up into their effectiveness and not into what deep meaning they have behind them.

Hooks have more power but are slower.

Jabs are fast but have less power.

Each and every move is like another component which is put together to form a perfect machine for combat. I personally like western ideology better because I'm a westerner myself.

Eastern ideology isn't bad nor is their martial arts worse than western ones.

In fact, the reason western martial arts stagnated in the first place was due to this very same reason. If guns exist then what's the point of researching deeper into the intricacies of close-combat?

Regardless though, the two ideologies are very distinct in my opinion and are worth digging deep into when planning to write a story about these ideologies.

However, in the end. There are many factors that would take all day to write down when judging if a martial art is 'suitable' to practice for a battlefield or not since reality is just that cruel.
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If a Knight and Samurai of equal skill were to fight, then I'd place my bets on the knight because he has a shield (plus westerners had better blacksmith techniques back in the old days).

To me, western martial arts is a Gun nicely put together while eastern martial arts is a Sword.

Even though a Sword is cool, I'd rather go for the more fast and effective Gun so then I could easily shoot my foe in the head (Though sometimes I'd choose the Sword if it was an enclosed space)!

😜 If there's anyone who disagrees then please comment and share this so that I can get a lot of hate from Iaido fans.

(Cover by Darkstar Dust)

This is a story I worked on ages ago that has been refined and edited by adding foreshadowing to events while also simplifying the power system better than before. This story can be considered a prequel to An Adventure Beyond Greatness as it takes place years prior to the events of that story.

Short Synopsis:
After retiring from the battlefield, my life became empty and lifeless. The regrets of my past haunt me in my sleep. Then a change occurred, a King from another world summoned me to fight for his kingdom, but I died even before I could give him my answer. Now, after a fake God allowed me to reincarnate (albeit imperfectly) with my memories intact, into a world filled with magic and swords.

Long Synopsis:
This is about a flawed protagonist who only knew to rely on others and not socialise who gets a second chance to change himself in order to live the life he aimed for in his past life. The narrator isn’t exactly trustworthy since it is purely in his bias perspective while other perspectives given by others fill in the blanks that he either leaves out or twists to suit the situation.

The story itself can be considered a parody of Isekai’s classic tropes which are given a sense of reality as time goes by. As there exists no ‘Demon Lord’, there is also no black and white, only characters opinions and counter-opinions throughout the story.

The triangle-eyed martial arts student scrambled up from the ground in a sorry state and walked up to Qin Wushuang with a furious face.
 
"Are you the one that mounted a sneak attack to me?"
 
Not only had he not figure out this problem, but even those onlooking martial arts student did not see clearly of how Qin Wushuang had attacked. They even doubt if Qin Wushuang had really sent out that attack.
 
After all, Qin Wushuang’s movement was almost imperceptible. And regarding the speed, it was too fast for these martial arts students to see clearly. Besides, he had flicked his hand under the cover of his sleeve. Since the sleeve had covered the slightest trembling movement of his wrist, naturally these martial arts students would not be able to understand with their current power.
 
"To mount a sneak attack on you? Weren't you the one that used this trick to deal with my friend? Now, shouldn't I also warn you to watch your mouth and to speak less?"
 
That triangle-eye martial arts student felt a coldness running down his spine. He looked at Qin Wushuang with caution since he did not expect that this person had deliberately moved against him!  
 
The rest of the people also looked at Qin Wushuang dumbfounded. The more they looked at Qin Wushuang, the more strange they felt. This individual appeared to be at a similar age of everyone else, and he did not dress in upper-level aristocrats clothing. 
 
And only two people had accompanied him, and they seemed to have come from a poorer county in Southcloud state.
 
However, such an unassuming guy of a similar age to them and appeared innocent had actually made a martial arts student from Southcloud city fall on his head! 
 
Just a moment ago, everyone had seen with their eyes regarding the extreme arrogance that triangle-eye martial arts student and his group of people had exhibited. Inwardly, everyone had one thought such as "the fewer complications, the better" and was not willing to cause unnecessary trouble.
 
After all, they were away from their hometowns and in a foreign place. A mighty dragon could not fight against a local snake bullier!
 
However, since they did not go out to act the mighty dragon, someone else had stepped out to be this dragon!
 
Thus, Qin Wushuang’s action of sticking his head out had immediately attracted the attention of martial arts students from different counties. Since someone had stepped out, the hot-blood within these martial arts students were also triggered.
 
Triangle-eyed martial arts students nodded and said with hatred: "You will regret this. You will definitely regret this."
 
Qin Wushuang had never bothered with such useless threats.
 
However, this time, he had Missy Yun, that Yun Qingyan who would argue a point to death. When she saw the embarrassing state of that triangle-eyed martial arts student, she felt an immense joy. Then, she crossed her hands on her waist and said proudly: "Regret? Are you not afraid of biting your tongue by saying such boastful words? Didn't you just say a moment ago how you must have the power to act a tyrant within your home? Where is your initial investment? Could it be that falling on the ground into a dog eating shit position would be your initial plan?" 
 
A roar of laughter came from the crowd. Next came a wave of thunderous applause. The claps had all came from those outer county martial arts students.
 
Delight! 
 
They did not dare to step out, but someone did! 
 
The one who stood out represented their thoughts and did things they had not dared to do. Of course, he had won their respect and their applauses! 
 
Yun Qingyan always got hyped in front of an audience. When she saw that the hearts of people and their opinions had all gradually leaned toward her side, of course, she would not let go of this chance to hit a drowning dog.
 
 “So you talked about how people would bully you both in your home and outside when you are powerless. And you also said how we would lose face when we leave Southcloud State. Now, you understand, right? Who is losing more face? You are a scumbag that would only act arrogant within your home. And even in your place, you are not able to achieve anything. When you leave the Southcloud territory, you will only get whipped! And even whipping you would dirty people’s hands!”
 
On the face of that triangle eye martial arts student, one part had turned greenish blue, and the other part had turned blue. His expression was indiscernible, and a heavy murderous intent flashed across his face.
 
However, he did have some loyal friends among those group of martial arts students behind him. All of them came up and surrounded them. It was clear they were thinking of using their numbers as an advantage to bully them.
 
Yun Qingyan saw what was happening and shouted: "What are you guys doing? It is broad daylight, could it be that you intend to use your greater numbers to bully us?”
 
The triangle-eyed martial arts student smiled evilly: "I am going to use numbers to bully you, what about it!"
 
He made a gesture, and that group of martial arts students from the city surrounded Qin Wushuang and the other two in the middle. Each and every one of them wore a hostile expression.
 
Qin Wushuang acted as if nothing was happening because just these martial arts students were not worthy of his attention. He only felt touched how the current situation was the same as the things in his former world. The matter where locals despised outside villagers, the sense of superiority of big city people towards people who came from small places all felt familiar. After all, things were the same regardless of his former and current life.
 
However…
 
This was a world that was obsessed with martial arts. After all, it was very different from his former world!
 
Just when they were trapped, someone from that outer county martial arts students yelled: "Do not bully them with your numbers!"
 
Hundreds of voices answered to this single call! 
 
Since the first one had stepped out, then it was not very difficult for the second and the third to step out.
 
Instantly, the anger of the group had been completely ignited during this tense moment. All of them were furious because it was these people from the city that had stepped out of line. Now, they still wanted to use their position to kick people around when they knew they did not have the right!
 
These martial arts students had all pursued martial arts and did not lack a sense of passion. All of them stepped forward to berate these people.
 
 “It’s such a shame to the martial arts world to bully with greater numbers!”
 
“That’s right. If there is a conflict, we can solve it with a one-on-one duel. What kind of skill is it to bully others with more people just because you are too weak to use your own strength?”
 
“Right, could it be martial arts students of the Southcloud City have so little ability?”
 
"Seriously, it's better to see with your eyes rather than hearing the rumors. Although we came from little towns, we could not have been shameless to such extent, right?"
 
 “If you want to bully people, all of us from the outer counties will not allow it! Isn’t just a group fight? Who is scared? Today, us martial arts student from the eight outer counties will test our strength against you guys from the big city!”
 
All of them rolled up the sleeves in preparation for a battle since they all felt indignation at the injustice. Their emotions had been stirred up.
 
Yun Qingyan felt a lot of encouragement as she said with excitement: "What did I say, everyone  is young and unyielding!" 
 
Nearly forty martial arts students from the outer eight counties. And on the city side, they also had thirty or forty students.
 
From the numbers, it was about equal on both sides. Regarding the strength, it was all elite martial arts students that had come from the outer counties. And in the city's circle, they were obviously also upper-level martial arts students.
 
If they did start a fight, most likely they would be on par, and no one would take advantage of the other.
 
Just when both sides were about to come to blows, a rushing sound of horse hooves came from the main street outside of the square. Immediately, someone shouted: “What is going on? What are you guys doing?”
 
A joyful expression appeared on those martial arts students from the city when they heard this sound. They all went to look back.
 
Six riders had come riding on white horses. The first three people appeared especially elegant.
 
“Young Master Xing has come!”
 
 “Haha, and also Young Master Yi and Young Master Feng!”
 
Those six riders were very tyrannical because they did not even slow down when they rushed to the front. From their gesture, they seemed to want to charge directly at people.
 
Initially, those martial arts students who were gathered in a bunch all spread out after those riders charged through them.
This way, those six riders rode into the central area quickly and regrouped with those martial arts students from the city-state.
 
“Young Master Xing, you are finally here. If you hadn’t come any sooner, these outer martial arts students from the outer county would have rebelled."
 
 “That’s right, this group of villagers dared to spit on the pride of our Southcloud City. They are truly abominable. Young Master, you are the most elite one among us. You make the decision of how to take care of this matter.”
 
That lead martial arts student wore a purple and gold crest, dressed in a magnificent robe with a jade belt bundled on the waist. Indeed, he was the "Young Master Xing" that everyone had talked. However, he was no more than eighteen or nineteen years old.
 
That triangle eye not only went up to complain, he also embellished the details while he relayed what had happened.
 
Young Master Xing lightly frowned after he had listened. He sized triangle-eyed martial arts student from head to toe and said softly: "You did not exaggerate, right?"
 
“No! Everyone here witnessed these villagers provoking us first!”
 
That Young Master Xing lightly sneered as if he did not trust the moral quality of this triangle-eyed guy. He turned around, guided the horse with the reins and advanced. Then, he cupped his hand into a fist and shouted: "Everyone, please restrain your temper. Everyone here is one of the upper-level martial arts students in Southcloud State. This time, we have gathered here for the same dream and the same goal. If we fight against each other,, the other people outside of the state will doubtlessly laugh their teeth off when they hear about this.”
 
Although no one knew the background of this Young Master Xing, he spoke some beautiful words according to the situation. The anger of those martial arts students from the outer county was also somewhat soothed.
 
However, Qin Wushuang watched him coldly. If he did not guess wrong, this martial arts student right in front of him should be the heir of the Xi Men Feudal Lords.
 
Since he also came from the city, he would be just as bad as they were. Qin Wushuang did not believe this matter would be resolved like this. 
 
Indeed, that Young Master changed his tone: “Since everyone all came from different places, it’s a good thing to be full of hot-blood since you are away from home. However, it’s not good to use this temperament to cause trouble. Thus, for the unification of the martial arts student world in the Southcloud State, those people who had stirred up the trouble should also receive some punishment. Everyone, don’t you think so?”
Initially, martial arts students from outer counties had let go some of their caution when they heard his sweet words. However, they felt somewhat strange when they heard what he had said next. Those smart ones already felt something was wrong.
 
It turned out that he had loosened the reins only to grasp them better.
 
The gaze of that Young Master Xing stopped on Yun Qingyan. He said lightly: “You three, which county are you from?”
 
A good show was coming with his ominous tone.
 
Initially, Yun Qingyan thought this guy understood the picture and was baffled by his words. As she listened more, she realized that he was a snake that belonged to the same nest as those rats! 
 
She could not help but feel frustrated and was about to speak. Suddenly, Qin Wushuang waved his hand and stared at Young Master Xing coldly and said neither light nor serious: “If I did not guess wrong, you are an offspring of the Xi Men Feudal Lords, right?”
 
Inwardly, Young Master Xing’s heart moved as he whispered: “What about it?”
 
Qin Wushuang gave a cold sneer and said casually: “Nothing much. Just to let you know that we are from River County.”
 
As soon as he had said these three words, Young Master Xing's expression instantly froze. Immediately, the light shone from his eyes had become utterly different!
 
 
 

In China’s modern martial arts society, Wu Xinghe was history’s youngest grandmaster of martial arts. He was invincible. Because of a strange incident, he was reincarnated as Qin Wushuang, a poor aristocratic boy in an entirely different world with its own set of rules. With his strong will and passion, he began his journey to pursue the highest peak of martial arts!

The main character’s beliefs are:

Never comply with the aristocrats or the rich people, regardless of any situation. To only depend on your own strength because, eventually, you will have the power to be invincible.

Rise! Soar through the Galaxia! 

Five minutes later, Wang Hou showed up outside Jiang He's front door.
"My mistake!"
Jiang He scowled and was left speechless. "I wanted to give Old Wang a surprise… what am I supposed to give him when the cultivation manual isn't even ripe?"
Even as he complained inwardly, he was actually smiling as he greeted the other man with a smile. "You're finally here, Minister Wang. Quick, come in."
Wang Hou followed Jiang He into his mansion with a neutral expression.
As they took their seats, Boa Hancock brewed a pot of Old Tea of Enlightenment and served a plate of mutated grapes. After having a sip of tea, Wang Hou could not help asking, "Was what you said over the phone true, Jiang He?"
Jiang He smiled and nodded while he ate a grapefruit.
Wang Hou's expression finally changed then—looking as if he had seen a ghost, he said in confusion, "You're not really accomplished in martial arts, but you actually created a martial cultivation system…"
Pausing for a moment, he then asked, "So, what level does your martial cultivation system reach?"
Though he mainly cultivated immortal arts, Jiang He had cultivated martial arts himself. It made sense that he could develop a martial cultivation system that could match divine-tier… not!
Wang Hou promptly perished the thought.
Jiang He made it clear over the phone: he had developed a new martial cultivation system…
One should know that the current martial cultivation system had been perfected by two thousand years' worth of trial and error, by Wang Hou's preceding martial artists and martial prodigies. Even so, the tiering in martial arts became extremely shaky after reaching Zero-Void, with no specific cultivation technique recorded.
On the other hand, Jiang He had managed to create a brand-new martial cultivation system in just a few days?
Nonsense!
Jiang He, however, clearly was not bothered.
He continued eating the mutated grapes and savored the sweetness on his taste buds before retorting, "My ears are burning, Minister Wang… What do you mean I'm not accomplished in martial arts?"
"I cultivated up to Void-tier in just a month. If I didn't decide to change to immortal arts out of preference, my martial arts cultivation would definitely be above yours!"
Wang Hou was dumbstruck.
He would be snorting and laughing if anyone else had said that… but he didn't doubt it at all when Jiang He said it.
Jiang He then continued, "Moreover, I am quite accomplished in martial arts… but what does individual cultivation have to do with creating a cultivation system? I remembered that I had no immortal arts manuals or had any grasp of its cultivation when I started on that field either, and therefore created a manual for myself… even so, I still reached Heavenly Immortal."
Wang Hou actually had no comeback against that simple example.
He could not help thinking… could Jiang He really have founded a brand-new martial cultivation system?
Nonetheless, that was when Jiang He's tone changed and he sighed. "That said, developing a martial cultivation system is really difficult. I had to look through many information online and read through many wuxia and xianxia novels to barely create this Martial Scripture."
"Martial Scripture?"
"Oh… I forgot to tell you—I named the martial cultivation system I created Martial Scripture."
"Hold on…"
Wang Hou's eyes bulged and he cried out involuntarily, "You're saying that you based your martial cultivation system… on stuff found online, as well as wuxia and xianxia novels?"
Jiang He nodded.
Wang Hou facepalmed, speechless and chuckling bitterly.
"What?"
Able to tell what Wang Hou was thinking, Jiang He promptly lifted a brow and said seriously, "Minister Wang, are you belittling online data or the inspiration those novel authors have?"
"The cultivation methods in the novels are all made up, and the writers are 99.9 percent normal people who know nothing about martial arts. And you based your martial cultivation system on their novels?"
Wang Hou felt like he was falling apart!
You are already a Grand Luo, Jiang He… how could you not have some common sense?!
"You mainly cultivate immortal arts, and you should know that the cultivation techniques in xianxia novels are all made up. Could you cultivate anything based on those?"
Jiang He thought about it and seriously said, "I can!"
Wang Hou was rendered speechless.
Are you messing with me here?
Still, before he could say a thing, Jiang He said, "Minister Wang, you should know that I'm different from you chosen ones. You people would either have family legacies, a mentor, or some lucky relic find when you start cultivating, while I…"
"I have nothing from the very start. All I could do to train in martial arts is create my own cultivation manuals."
"Even so…"
"How could a normal person who knows nothing about martial arts create cultivation manuals?"
"By reading novels!"
"Reading all kinds of novels was the only path for me to create a cultivation system… I occasionally got my stuff online as well, and stuff like the Indestructible Diamond, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Nine Yang Techniques, and Dragon-Elephant Prajna are all developed based on wuxia novels. Even the immortal arts I cultivated later on is based on Lü Dongbin's poem anthology circulating online," Jiang He explained calmly.
On the other hand, Wang Hou's face stiffened.
This is absolutely illogical!
Creating martial arts manuals based on wuxia novels?
Creating immortal arts based on poems?
After spacing out for a long while, Wang Hou regained his senses. More or less accepting Jiang He's explanation and forcing a smile, he said, "This is unbelievable!"
"Well, it is creating cultivation manuals—you need inspiration and imagination."
Jiang He said humbly, "I am limited in both those things, but since the novel authors never lack imagination and the cultivation system in novels are endless, I would create a handful of cultivation systems when I have the time later!"
Unwilling to continue on that subject, Wang Hou's tone changed as he asked, "By the way, could you talk about the martial cultivation system you created?"
"That's what I plan to do."
Jaing He smiled. "I actually have many questions for you since I'm not that learned in martial arts, Minister Wang. I basically made up… I mean, theorized the latter half part, and I wonder if it would work."
"Made up?" 
"What? No. How could I make anything up since creating cultivation manuals is such a serious business?'
Jiang He cut to the point, saying, "Minister Wang, Martial Scripture divides the martial cultivation system into fourteen tiers… I am a hundred percent confident on the first half, which consists of the Postnatal-tier, Congenital-tier, Blank-tier, Tempest-tier, Yin-Yang-tier, and Deva-tier. I need your help with the latter half, however…"
"For example, I named the twelfth-tier Grotto-Heaven-tier. At that level, martial artists could create their own grotto-heaven and used its power to strengthen their physique and Martial Yuan Spirit, even wield it in battle… even if the user is killed, they could blow the grotto-heaven up too."
"For Grotto-Heaven tier, my idea is that it would be equal to Golden Immortals. Sure, their movesets would not be as numerous as Golden Immortals', but their combat strength would be stronger than Golden Immortals'… and it is around your current level."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Wang Hou, asking, "Have you opened a grotto-heaven yet, Minister Wang?"
Wang Hou, left utterly confused, asked in shock, "What are you talking about?"
Huh!
Jiang He chuckled bitterly. "I almost forgot that my martial cultivation is a brand-new system and different from the path you took… why don't we eat first, and I'll cultivate the new martial cultivation system with you later for further examination."


Jiang He might have transmigrated to a world of Qi and martial arts, but the System that he got only provided him with... seeds. 
"Hold on, System. Aren't these just... peas? Not only are they inedible, but I'm supposed to throw them far, far away?" 

At a tiny corner, on a row of benches.

Zhang Ye was sitting there reading the script. It contained the lines for his role. It was simple, just a few lines. The difficulty was in the fight scenes. To Zhang Ye, who was filming for the first time, this was a challenge.

But he believed that he could do it well. As Zhang Ye always said, confidence was very important. If you did not believe in yourself, then you will lose confidence and as a result, you will not be able to do it. Because you had already lost half the battle before you fought it. This was a very intriguing thing, if you had the confidence, then you would surely be able to do it!  This was not bullshit, nor was it scaremongering. In the field of psychology, there had been studies on it. A plebeian could never become a rich handsome person? It was only fantasy? It was definitely not the case! So what if he was a plebeian? So what if a plebeian was weak and ugly? As long as one firmly believed in one's success, as long as one firmly believed that he could do it, then there would be a day that he would become...an extremely confident weak and ugly plebeian!

"Little Zhang!" Yao Jiancai came over.

Zhang Ye kept his script, "Hey, what's the matter?"

Yao Jiancai said in a speechless manner, "Didn't you say you were a rookie?"

"But I am a rookie," Zhang Ye said with his eyes blinking.

Only then did Yao Jiancai realize that since Zhang Ye had never acted in movies, he was indeed a complete newcomer in the filming industry. "I only just got to know that you are pretty famous in Beijing."

Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "It's nothing. I can't compare with you."

This was not him being modest. If he were to really compete with Yao Jiancai in fame, despite always being a supporting character, how many shows had Yao Jiancai acted in over all those years? He did have some fame in the country. Well, although it was not that much, he was much better than Zhang Ye who was only known in the Beijing circles. At least he was not as "limited".

"Fine," Yao Jiancai laughed, "In Beijing, there are definitely more people who know you than me. Nice, you are promising. You can even compose poems?"

"Nothing serious, " Zhang Ye said.

After hearing of Zhang Ye's deeds, Yao Jiancai increasingly found that Zhang Ye's attitude matched his appetite. He sat beside Zhang Ye and put his arms around his shoulder, "Quickly tell me the process of how you smacked the face of your television station's Leader. Haha, it was to the point of every television station in the country not daring to hire you? Forcing you to act? Kid, you sure are impressive! You are so frisky! Not bad, not bad. You have a bit of my style like me back in the day!"

"You also did something like that?"

"No?"

"Then what was that about your style?"

"Hai, it was just an analogy."

"..."

The old and young duo had gotten close through their chatting. They even exchanged telephone numbers and were like old pals.

Suddenly, a stout man in his thirties walked over. He was the film crew's martial arts director. He looked very strong and it was clear at a glance that he practiced kung fu. "Which one of you is Zhang Ye?"

"I am." Zhang Ye stood up with the script in hand.

The martial arts director glanced at him and said with a speechless manner, "You are acting as young hero Chen?"

This was Zhang Ye's role. He nodded, "That's right."

The martial arts director sized him up and then squeezed his arms. After some evaluation, he turned and left without saying a word. He went directly to the Assistant Director, "Assistant Director, are you sure you didn't make a mistake? That Zhang Ye is acting as young hero Chen? He won't do as young hero Chen. He's small in size and his attacks would look weak like a girl's. You can't get a substitute for a supporting actor. And even if you looked for one, no one is suitable. How are we to film?"

The Assistant Director looked at him and said, "If you think he won't do, then train him well. Teach him the motions. The role has been decided, so there won't be any changes. The rest is your job."

The martial arts director said, "But I can't make something out of nothing. Let's not talk about his looks, just his physique is terrible. It will have an adverse effect on the filming."

The two began to quarrel.

Zhang Ye felt helpless. Man, he had been looked down upon on the first day of filming.

Finally, the martial arts director came back without any success. He looked at Zhang Ye and said with a sense of powerlessness, "Have you filmed a martial arts scene before?"

Zhang Ye shook his head.

The martial arts director asked, "Have you acted before?"

Zhang Ye shook his head again.

The martial arts director said, "Have you practiced dancing before?"

Zhang Ye still shook his head.

The martial arts director slapped himself in the forehead. Man, he was useless on all fronts!

This movie had quite a large investment and was considered a medium to large production, hence the requirements of the actors were very high. It was not like low-cost martial arts movies where a punch or kick would do. If they did so, people would die laughing at them. Hence, the actors they found had some foundation in martial arts or had acted in martial arts movies. Even the main lead could not be too shabby. He had to have the arms and the figure. Furthermore, a substitute could be used for the main lead, but how could one find a substitute for a supporting actor?

The martial arts director had a headache.

Yao Jiancai was the funny fellow in the film crew, so he could easily speak with anyone. "This lad is my good friend, please take care of him."

The martial arts director said, "Uncle Yao, young hero Chen has quite a few scenes in the movie. It's at least a minute and half of screen time. There are quite a lot of advanced movements required, but he..."

Zhang Ye summoned his courage and said, "Why don't we try it out?"

The martial arts director found a sword and passed it to him, "Wave the sword twice for me to see."

Zhang Ye took it over and immediately felt high-spirited. With a flick of his wrist, he caused sword beams to flicker in the air...Alright, those were just adjectives with artistic embellishment. Actually he just waved the sword in the air. This was a real sword and due to the soft nature of a sword, this shake of the sword nearly stabbed Yao Jiancai.

Yao Jiancai was so scared out of his wits that he retreated a few steps, "Take it easy, bro."

The martial arts director then instructed Zhang Ye to do a few other actions. However, when Zhang Ye followed his instructions, it was still a mismatch. His person and the sword were not well-coordinated. There was no elegance, nor was there any forcefulness. It had the mood of an "old farmer crossing the river", and the old farmer was one that did not know how to swim.

"Learn from me!"

"Alright."

"Follow my demonstration. This way. Your wrist has to be straight. Your lower body has to be stable. No swaying!"

"This way? Will this do?"

"Aiyah, what do you mean will this do!? Are you practicing aerobics?"

After a long period of back and forth, the martial arts director could no longer endure it. He got another supporting actor. It was easy to tell that this person had probably practiced martial arts in the past. The martial arts director let the actor demonstrate to Zhang Ye as well as attempt a fighting scene. However, Zhang Ye, who was a complete rookie, was unable to match the actor. Either his lines did not match or his martial arts motions were lacking. The actor was feeling quite vexed in the end.

The acting elsewhere had finished filming. Quite a few people had noticed the commotion here. Many people were amused by Zhang Ye's "clumsy-handed" swordplay.

"Hur Hur.."

"What is this?"

"We can film this? Are we even filming a wuxia movie?"

"His actions are quite strong. I couldn't tell that he had so much strength? It looks like his kicks are quite forceful too, but..it's just not pretty. It's too ugly."

"So what if he's famous in Beijing. He's not cut out for acting."

"Don't spout irresponsible words. Do you think Teacher Zhang is like the bunch of you who are veterans in this circle? Teacher Zhang is a learned man. To think you ridicule him? I'm telling you. Even if our entire filming crew's literary ability is combined together, we are still inferior to Teacher Zhang!"

"Every industry has its specialists."

"We aren't mocking him, but we are after all in acting, and not competing in literature."

With the filming done, they could switch locations. So the moment there was a break, more people gathered around. Some were here to join in the fun, while others were well-meaning and tried to give some advice.

The actress who had taken a picture with Zhang Ye said, "Should we try changing a few actions? The ones before are indeed too difficult. Even professional martial arts actors would have difficulties doing them."

The martial arts director sighed, "It's already been decided. If we are changing it, we need to redo the choreography. There's no time left. The Director has said that we are wrapping up in two days, so where do we have the time?"

Yao Jiancai said, "When is Zhang Ye's part?"

The assistant director also looked over, "It will be tonight. We will be driving to a new location. It's a monastery."

"Tonight? Then he wouldn't be able to make it in time even if he practices for a few days." Yao Jiancai began to worry for Zhang Ye.

The person who was most angry was Zhang Ye himself. When had this fellow ever been so embarrassed. So many people were watching him? They were pointing at him? His face was slightly red. However, he did not believe his actions were in anyway not up to mark. In terms of swordplay and kicking, he had done it properly, but these people did not agree to it. They believed Zhang Ye was not up to standard. Why? It was because this was filming for a movie. It was all about the effects and the beauty of fighting. It cared about style. The martial arts director and the other actors who practiced martial arts since they were young definitely had some foundation, but it was at most just a bit. Don't look at their muscles, if they really began fighting, Zhang Ye believed he could beat all them himself without breaking a sweat. And this was if he was unable to use the Taiji Fist.

This wasn't an exaggeration.

What did Zhang Ye know?

Taekwondo and Taiji Fist!

One was a foreign fighting style! Another was a traditional Chinese martial art!

Be it the former or latter, these kung fu were ultimately used to suppress one's enemy. Each punch and kick was the real deal and not just a pretty act. It was no joke. But what did they care about when filming a martial arts film? It was the coolness and stylishness. Every movement had to be be wide and open. If they could do it, they would somersault in the air dozens of times before sending a kick towards their enemy. This was what they felt was awesome!

But from Zhang Ye's point of view, that was being a retard!

If you were to do all this cool stuff while somersaulting in midair, an enemy would have sent you flying with a kick. There were too many flaws!

However, this was the difference between industries. Zhang Ye did not look down on others because he knew some kung fu. He knew that in other people's territory and domain, he had to listen to them. This martial arts director was a professional. This was not a problem of knowing kung fu. If a master who had practiced in Chinese martial arts came to direct, it would be unknown what the outcome of the movie would be. The actions would probably be unsightly!

Zhang Ye still maintained a heart of humility. He practiced and learned from the martial arts director. He tried to adapt as much as possible to this "martial arts act" that seemed retarded to him.


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

The two rushed over immediately when they found out that Mo Wen had returned.
"Supreme Sect Leader, please forgive your subordinate for his uselessness." Hu Tianfeng bowed in greeting from afar. There was a hint of shame in his eyes. He had tried his best to treat Shen Jing after finding out who she was. However, he had not succeeded.
Mo Wen shook his head. He had not managed to find the cause of the problem either, so he would not expect Hu Tianfeng to be able to do anything. He looked at Lin Qing and asked, "What happened?"
"Shen Jing was indeed poisoned by sodium cyanide at first. But I am not sure what happened afterward. It is all my fault. I knew that something was happening with Shen Jing's family but I did not pay attention to it. That's why something like this happened."
Lin Qing lowered her head in shame. She and Shen Jing were best friends who had known each other for many years. She knew about Shen Jing's family situation. However, she had never thought that something like this would happen. She had thought that no matter how much Shen Jing's adoptive parents disliked her, they would not be so vicious.
She went to find Shen Jing's parents immediately after receiving news of Shen Jing's attempt to commit suicide by taking poison. Then, she sent Shen Jing to Jing Hua First Military Hospital by using her connections. If this was regular sodium cyanide poisoning, she had faith that they would be able to save her as long as she was not dead.
However, the situation that followed was beyond everyone's expectations. The doctors in the hospital could not find any toxins in Shen Jing's body. Even the miracle physician from the Ghost Physicians Hu Clan they found could not do anything. There was nothing that could be done.
"I'm sorry."
Mo Wen's expression was grave. Lin Qing could not help but feel uneasy. Her face was slightly pale. Even Mo Wen could not do anything. Was Shen Jing really going to be in big trouble?
"This is not your fault." Mo Wen shook his head and slowly reigned in his emotions. He said lightly, "Don't worry, even though I can't tell why Shen Jing is like this, it seems like it is not much of a threat. Perhaps she is in a state that we all do not know about. As for how long this state will persist, we can only resign ourselves to fate."
He sighed. Actually, Shen Jing was fine and was very healthy. There must be a reason why she was comatose.
"What do you plan to do?" Lin Qing asked.
"I'll take her away from the hospital. You all don't have to bother yourselves with anything else," Mo Wen said lightly.
"Then…What shall we do when Shen Jing's adoptive parents ask about her?"
Lin Qing hesitated. Even though Shen Jing's adoptive parents had gone a little too far, they had still brought Shen Jing up. There were feelings between all parties involved to a certain extent. After finding out that Shen Jing had consumed poison, they had immediately sent her to the hospital. They had even done something to send her to Jing Hua City.
But no matter what, as Shen Jing's adoptive parents, they had the right to know. It would not be easy to hide from her adoptive parents that Shen Jing had been taken away.
"Just tell them that their daughter is dead," Mo Wen said coldly as he turned to leave the hospital expressionlessly. If they had not brought Shen Jing up and sent her to university, he would not let this go so easily. Since they forced Shen Jing to commit suicide through poisoning herself, then they should just take it that their daughter has died.
Lin Qing looked at Mo Wen's retreating back and shook her head helplessly. This man was really assertive.
The discharge procedures were very straightforward thanks to Han Jiangong dealing with it personally. Mo Wen found a car and brought Shen Jing back to the courtyard in the school. The courtyard was very big. It was big enough for him to settle her there. 
"Let me take care of Teacher Shen Jing in the future," Qin Xiaoyou said softly as she stood behind Mo Wen. She watched as Mo Wen specially set out a room for Shen Jing. Even though she did not know why Mo Wen had taken Teacher Shen Jing home and not leave her in the hospital for treatment, she fully supported all his decisions.
"She just wants to sleep quietly. Leave her alone." Mo Wen shook his head. Shen Jing did not need someone to take care of her in her current condition. She could sleep for a few years, a few decades, even a few centuries without eating. This state was like inedia, but even more amazing than that. That was because Shen Jing was completely pure, devoid of any filth both inside and outside. He could not detect any filth on her at all.
There would not be any filth or mess even if she slept for a hundred years.
Qin Xiaoyou nodded uncertainly.
They walked out of the courtyard. There was someone sitting quietly in a wicker chair in the courtyard. The person had gotten a pot of tea from somewhere and was drinking it.
The person was dressed in white and had an ethereal aura. The person's features were exquisite. Even Mo Wen had rarely seen anyone with such exquisite features. The oddest thing was that one could not tell the person's gender at a glance. The person had a stunning and androgynous face. If he were a man, he would be the most handsome man in the world. And if she were a woman, she was definitely the most beautiful woman in the world.
These two conflicting extremes appeared on one person at the same time.
The courtyard was usually occupied by only Qin Xiaoyou and Mo Wen. Others rarely visited. The sudden appearance of another person shocked Qin Xiaoyou. However, Mo Wen seemed as if he already knew this would happen. He sat down in front of that person expressionlessly.
"I did not expect that you had gotten to this stage in such a short time."
The person in white stretched out long slender fingers and placed a purple sand teapot in front of Mo Wen. Then, the person poured him a cup of hot tea lazily.
This person was none other than the mysterious Mo Qingtian.
"Why have you come to find me?" Mo Wen asked lightly. He had already sensed Mo Qingtian's appearance the moment he appeared. The only thing that surprised Mo Wen was that Mo Qingtian had only just returned to Jing Hua City. Why had he come to look for him?
"With your current abilities, you can join the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall in Huatian Palace. Are you interested in the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall?"
Mo Qingtian's lips curled upwards in a seductive smile as he looked at Mo Wen curiously.
He had thought that the young man was only slightly talented. However, he was but just mortal. He had never understood why his elder sister was so interested in Mo Wen and now admired her for her foresight. His elder sister was way better at him at judging people. This pace in cultivation was unusual, even in the immortal cultivation world. Furthermore, Mo Wen was a young man who was born in the main space.
"Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall?"
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. He only knew that there were four main palace halls in Huatian Palace. There were many executors in each of the palace halls. It was his first time hearing about the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall.
"Just as it is named, the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall is a department that specializes in taking in martial arts grandmasters. Everyone in the hall is a martial arts grandmaster. Or perhaps, they are warriors who are equipped with the abilities of martial arts grandmasters. Even though you are not yet a martial arts grandmaster in terms of your cultivation level, your abilities are beyond that of ordinary warriors. You can join the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall," Mo Qingtian said lightly.
Mo Wen was shocked when he heard that. Mo Qingtian could tell his cultivation levels by just looking at him. It was true that his cultivation was only at the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. However, many people mistook him for a powerful martial arts grandmaster. Even Tan Qiyue, who was in the second martial arts grandmaster realm could only vaguely sense that he had not entered the ranks of martial arts grandmasters. He was not as certain as Mo Qingtian.
No one should have been able to tell his cultivation levels. Could Mo Qingtian tell?
Mo Wen looked at Mo Qingtian in surprise and doubt. His eyes twinkled with hesitation.
"Don't be surprised. Huatian Palace has many hidden dragons. It is much more complex than you imagine. Even if I can't tell anything, someone would be able to. There is still a long path ahead of you. It is very long. I can only ask you now, are you willing to join the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall?"
Mo Qingtian played with the purple sand cup in his hands. There was a smile on his lips that one could not decipher.
"You are indeed not as simple as you appear to be."
Mo Wen smiled and then picked up his teacup and took a sip. He had always felt that Mo Qingtian was odd but did not know why. It was as if there were many things that did not make sense. He seemed to have guessed something now.
"What benefits are there to joining the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall?" Mo Wen asked straightforwardly. He was not interested in doing something that would not benefit him.
"You must be the only one in the world who would ask something like this."
Mo Qingtian smiled when he heard that. He said in a rather confused manner, "Did you know, the ancient martial arts world is so big. In the inner worlds, there are plenty of martial arts grandmasters. They all try their hardest to join the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall. Even some martial arts grandmasters in the third stage are trying all sorts of things to join the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall. Did you think anyone can join the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall?"
He felt rather helpless. Any other martial arts grandmaster would have been overjoyed by his suggestion today. Mo Wen, however, was trying to negotiate. Did he not know that the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall of Huatian Palace was the sacred grounds of the martial arts world in all of Hua Xia? Furthermore, he was not a martial arts grandmaster yet, and he had already gotten such a chance. If the other martial arts grandmasters found out about it, they would be deathly jealous.
Mo Qingtian wanted to say that giving Mo Wen such an opportunity was already giving him an under the counter deal. How could Mo Wen still pick at such an opportunity?
"Stop it with the bullsh*t and just tell me the benefits."
Mo Wen could not be bothered to listen to Mo Qingtian's nagging. He did not know what kind of place the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall was, and he was not interested in finding out. He just wanted to know what kind of benefits he would be able to get should he join it.
He was not stupid. There would definitely be a corresponding responsibility that he had to bear after he joined the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall. If it was not attractive enough, he would not be interested in joining.
"The Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall of Huatian Palace can increase the chances of a martial arts grandmaster becoming an immortal by 50%. It can increase the chances of a martial arts grandmaster breaking through into another realm by 50%. In past centuries, 50 percent of those martial arts grandmasters who successfully became an immortal came from the Martial Arts Grandmaster Hall of Huatian Palace. 30% of martial arts grandmasters who broke into the second and third martial arts grandmaster realm came from there as well."
"These figures come not only from the ancient martial arts world. It includes everyone, including the heretic forces and hidden forces," Mo Qingtian said lightly. There were of course reasons why Huatian Palace could become the strongest power in the world. Most of the ancient martial arts practitioners in the ancient martial arts world were in Huatian Palace. To the regular powers, the heretic forces should not be underestimated. However, before Huatian Palace, the heretic forces were just like street rats. They could only hide in the dark and do little tricks.
Mo Wen breathed in sharply when he heard that. Increases the chances of becoming an immortal by 50%. What kind of concept was that? It was terrifying if the heretic and hidden forces were included in these figures!


In his past lifetime, he was an exceptional prodigy who practiced both medicine and martial arts. In this lifetime, on earth, he used his superb medical expertise and extreme martial arts achievements from his past lifetime to excel in the medical field and the ancient martial arts world. He moved his way towards the pinnacle!

A fine youngster, who had been frequently looked down upon due to his poverty, had gone through the cold and warmth of this world to lament laughingly that life was merely so. However, he accidentally awakened the memory of his past lifetime. Since then, for three incarnations, he enjoyed prosperity.

"The Elder, can you show me your injuries?"

Ye Qianghan glanced at Ye Wanting.

"Oh, young Lord, you can cure diseases?"

Ye Wanting looked at Ye Qianghan with surprise and said.

"Haha, the Elder doesn't know anything about it. The younger generation can't practice in the past ten years. It's because they are idle and have nothing to do. After reading it, they are not Dan books, but because they are quite careful about treating injuries."

Ye Qianghan laughed. In fact, he has Tartarus' Inheritance of Alchemy. If he can't cure the injury, it is estimated that no one can cure the Empire of Black Dragon.

"See young lord martial arts foundation destroyed only in recent times, why haven't you practiced for ten years? You won't tell me that your level of martial arts at class-5?"

The way of confusion.

"What?"

When Ye Zhanxi and Ye Zhandong heard this, they were stunned. Ye Zhandong began to say, "The Elder, you are not wrong, are you? Young Lord's martial arts foundation was destroyed ten years ago, and his martial artist cultivation is just a martial artist at class-2."

"I Ye Wanting haven't got so dim-eyed yet, don't you believe I can't read it for myself?"

Ye Wanting said unhappily.

When Ye Zhandong and Ye Zhanxi saw this, they turned their heads and looked at Ye Qianghan. This sight really startled them and found that Ye Qianghan was really consistent with what Ye Wanting said.

"Qinghan, what is going on with you?"

Ye Zhanxi asked excitedly and sadly, excited that Ye Qianghan's martial arts foundation had been treated, and sad that the foundation of his martial art had been destroyed again.

"Well, after I went to the Ouyang family this time, I went to Desperate Forest because of some changes."

"Then I met a senior expert in Desperate Forest. He saw me and hit it off, so he healed my injury."

Ye Qianghan had no choice but to find an excuse.

"Then why did you destroy the foundation of martial arts again?"

Ye Zhanxi asked, then flew into a rage, pointing to Ye Qianghan and scolding, "Do you know that you are my young lord of the Ye Family and the hope of the Ye Family's future? Do you live up to the Ye Family and your father by doing so?"

"Yes, light cold, you are too..."

Ye Zhandong also said with a face of heartache that Ye Qianghan showed extraordinary martial arts talent from an early age and reached a martial artist five at class-5 when he was five years old. However, in order to treat Ouyang Mingyue, the martial arts foundation was damaged, which has always been the pain of the Ye Family.

Because if Ye Qianghan's martial arts foundation had not been damaged, with his martial arts talent, he would definitely be a martial arts strength, leading the Ye Family to its peak.

Unfortunately, heaven envies talents.

Now, the foundation of martial arts has been restored with great difficulty. It has not been heated up yet, and it has been destroyed in an instant. This is simply...

It's just ridiculous.

Ye Qingrou and others are also disappointed. Looking at Ye Qianghan's expression, they have a meaning of hating iron but not steel.

"Hmm? What's going on here?"

Ye Wanting asked when he heard that he was confused.

"Returning to the Elder, the young lord was a martial arts genius before. When he was five years old, he was already a first-class martial artist at class-5, and he was the first genius in Anyuan City."

Ye Qingrou replied respectfully.

"What? Five years old is a first-class martial at class-5?"

Ye Wanting was stunned when he heard this. Then, a strong momentum burst out of his body and his eyes flashed.

Ye Qingrou and other small involuntarily by Ye Wanting's momentum shock back several steps, a face of horror at Ye Wanting.

Not only did Ye Wanting lose his manners, but several other night parents always looked shocked and looked at Ye Qianghan with an incredible face.

Five years old is the first-class martial arts at class-5, not to mention the first genius in Anyuan City. I am afraid it is also rare in The Empire of Black Dragon. Such a character, as long as he does not die in the middle, can at least reach the level of the sixth-class martial arts king, or even higher.

There is only one of the Empire of Black Dragon, a height that they can never reach in their whole lives.

It is difficult to know that the Empire of Black Dragon has a vast territory and a population of several billion, but there is only one King of Wu.

Just think, why don't you let them excited.

"What happened later?"

Ye Wanting, after a short gaffe, immediately closed his momentum and asked lightly, but there was still a tremor in his voice that could not be hidden.

"Later, Ouyang Mingyue, young lord's fiancee in light cold, was poisoned and all doctors were helpless. She watched helplessly as she was going to die."

"Young Lord used poison to destroy the foundation of martial arts. He retreated from Level 1 Martial Arts at Class-5 to Level 1 Martial Arts at Class-2, which is a rare advance in his life."

Ye Qingrou said that she was still extremely sad to think of the scene at that time.

"Son of a bitch, wasn't there an elder guardian looking at young lord?"

Ye Wanting flew into a rage, shouted, his eyes like a knife, imposing manner.

Elders who protect the Tao usually have a peerless genius in the family. In order to ensure his smooth growth, the family will send one or more strong family members to guard him day and night. These people are called elders or protectors of the Tao.

"It is said that the young Lord set up the Protector."

Facing Ye Wanting's anger, Ye Qingrou replied in a low voice.

When Ye Wanting heard this, he could not help but subconsciously look at Ye Qianghan and hum heavily. Some blamed themselves. If it weren't for his return at that time, he closed the door and recuperated. He didn't know that the family had such a peerless genius. Otherwise, he was even dead and vowed to protect Ye Qianghan's completeness.

Just a woman, how can her life and death be compared with the strength of the family?

"And then?"

Ye Wanting continued.

"Later, when the Ouyang family saw that the foundation of Young Lord's martial arts was destroyed, they suddenly turned against him and forcibly brought back Young Lord's fiancee. Two years later, the family owner left the family in order to find a way to treat Young Lord's injuries, and his life and death are still uncertain."

"After that, the family affairs will be taken care of by the third uncle."

"What? Forced back?"

"The householder is missing?"

Ye Wanting was furious. His body stood up from the chair. A cold killing was directly enveloped in Ye Zhanxi and Ye Zhandong. He never dreamed that so many strange things had happened in his retreat.

Yes, bizarre, looking all over the world, there is no such bizarre thing.

The peerless genius of the family was destroyed by self-destruction due to poor supervision.

Young Lord's fiancee was brought back by his family,

The leader of the Ye Family is unaccounted for and his life and death are unknown.

One by one, Ye Wanting only felt that his chest was going to explode with anger.

Seeing this, Ye Zhanxi and Ye Zhandong could not help feeling cold on their backs. Under the cover of Ye Wanting's murder, they were treading on thin ice and trembling with fear.

"The Elder, please calm down, your body matters."

Ye Zhanxi said crustily.

"Tartarus, a prison of all gods! Those in prison are inexcusable! A killer Ye Qingha reborn in a different world.
It happened that he became the 38th generation of warden of Tartarus, starting an invincible expedition to different worlds."

The night I stayed at Jenny's house, I had our first dinner with Jenny and Mark. I didn't know that this time an ordinary dinner was described as the mainland sword saint and the human hero Mark Havel in the mainland legend brought back from those traveling elves accidentally when I became the elder elder. recorded in history.

    In fact, that meal was just an ordinary dinner. If there is anything special, it means that the dinner is a bit too crude. During the dinner, Jenny kept telling some interesting things about Mark. To be honest, Mark is definitely not a safe and honest child. This is not like my brother, but they are all kind and smart. This is from Mark once. In order to help the bullied Riquelme without hesitation, he beat Baron Huck's young son severely, and later he was beaten by the guard of the Baron.

    This kind of thing happened more than once. The reckless and righteous teenager did not cause trouble for Jenny. If it wasn't for Mark himself as a child and Mark's father was a heroic knight who died fighting for the Kingdom of Thrall, Mark and Jenny had to leave Drizzt City a long time ago because of these troubles, and it was because of this that even if Jenny fell ill, the not-so-rich pension would still be able to maintain the basic life of Jenny's family without losing her life. Source and live on the streets.

    But if I were to write the legend of the mainland, I would never consider this dinner and dinner as Mark's heroic journey, because Mark did not have a good impression on me during the dinner, because the elves are more slender and elegant, even if they become humans, they cannot become Arnold pig Hua eats a plump man like a cigar, and unfortunately, this plump man is basically the classic shape of a man with advanced martial arts in this world. What changed Mark to me was actually what happened when I used gold coins to lure Mark to take me to the street.

    Just when Mark led me impatiently to Hallingville Avenue, the famous dining avenue in Drizzt City, I happened to encounter Baron Huck's son coming out of a fine dining restaurant with a guard.

    Based on the previous hatred, the Lord Baron naturally instructed his guards-two standard cigar men-to teach Mark.

    When the two cigar men lou grinned towards Mark, I naturally stood in front of him. To be honest, although we elves are not good at close combat, this does not mean that we have no strength. Without outstanding leg and hand power, elves would not have the fastest speed and accurate bow skills. . Of course, I, who possess Chen style Taijiquan Kungfu, will not neglect my physical strength exercises. what? You said Tai Chi is soft and soft, so called "Tai Chi"? Who said this? Softness does not mean softness. When I practiced Tai Chi with Master Chen, in order to practice an inside-out valgus, a two-hundred-jin iron rod was on my arm.

    When the cigar man tried to push me away, I naturally broke up and brought him in, and then one shoulder kao shot him directly across the street, while the other cigar man saw his companion flying out and took his chest at me. With a punch, I twisted my waist and gave him a smooth stroke, which caused him to fall into the crowd who didn't know when he fell into the crowd two times in a row.

    To be honest, there is a big difference between the small and hidden Tai Chi and the bold and unrestrained fighting style that is popular in the world. The hidden and rapid movements and the swift force make Mark never see how I am. Shot. So I was shocked, and from then on I looked at me like he looked at gold coins.

    After solving the two cigar men, I have no interest in going on shopping, because the goal has been achieved. Yes, I was planning to go to the streets to make trouble. After all, Mark has a lot of, uh, enemies in Drizzt City.

    When he returned to Mark's house, Mark was very excited and vividly described to Jenny how I dealt with the two cigar men. Jenny just listened with a smile. When Mark finished speaking, Jenny sent him to prepare dinner.

    "Mr. Ye Kai, thank you very much for helping Mark today and causing you trouble." When Jenny said this, Lou couldn't help but a trace of sadness on her face. "Mark this kid has admired his father since he was a child. Although he has never seen his father, as a mother, I really don't want Mark to be like his father. I only hope that Mark will be safe."

    "Every mother wants her child to be safe" I smiled and said, "I think you are the same. But why don't you teach Mark martial arts yourself?"

    Jenny was shocked and looked at me in surprise.

    "Don't be surprised, even though you are ill now, I can still see that the calluses on your hands are not something you can practice with a kitchen knife every day." I actually discovered that Jenny should also have martial arts.

    Jenny shook her head: "I only hope that Mark can stay away from such dangerous things as these struggles." After a pause, she said, "Mark's father and I met in the martial arts academy, but our martial arts are not high. This is why his father died on the battlefield."

    "Mark's father and I collected so many books to make Mark-our children don't be like us. For this, his father will go to the battlefield."

    Speaking of Mark's father, Jenny became more and more sad: "Martial arts, this fighting technique, never brings happiness to people."

    "No, mom, I want to be a swordsman." Mark suddenly came in from the door, "I also want to be like my father, defending the weak common people and defending our home. If father is still there, the old guy Huck will not dare Bully us."

    I had already noticed Mark eavesdropping outside the door. Ignoring Mark, I said to Jenny: "You're right, but I think it's okay for Mark to ask Mark to practice martial arts. Although I don't know how martial arts you and Mark's father are, it's not necessary to learn martial arts. Fight against people."

    Jenny looked at me strangely, and Mark did the same. Probably they had always thought that learning martial arts was to fight.

    I smiled and said, "My martial arts may be a little different from what you have seen. In fact, when there is nothing wrong with it, gymnastics can also help you keep fit."

    In the end, Jenny agreed to let Mark learn martial arts from me in Mark's soft and hard bubble, but she still asked Mark to swear that he would not use martial arts unless necessary.

    Early the next morning, Mark eagerly asked me to start teaching him martial arts. But at the beginning I gave Mark a huge blow. This is what I said to Mark: "If you want to learn martial arts, you must first make money."

    "Make money? You mean tuition? The big deal is that we don't want you to pay the rent." Mark was a little confused. I laughed and said, "No, no, no, you don't need to exempt my rent, but Mark, learning martial arts is a very hard thing." Before I could finish, Mark interrupted me: "I'm not afraid of hard work, as long as you can teach My brilliant martial arts."

    "Don't worry, I will definitely teach you martial arts, but we have to make money first." As I said, I spread my hands: "Without money, you can't supplement the nutrients your body consumes. Without money, there is no way to buy and make martial arts. You need some auxiliary equipment, without money, you followed me to learn martial arts, what should you do about your mother's illness? Do you want your sick mother to make money for you to learn martial arts? What's more, you still want to be a swordsman, your sword Where did it come from?"

    Mark stopped talking and thought for a long time. Mark said helplessly: "Then only make money first?"

    "Well, that's right, make money. This is the first lesson I teach you about martial arts-no money to practice martial arts.

An elder old man died naturally but reincarnated as an elf. In a different world, what wonderful story will happen? Let us follow in the footsteps of the elves and experience a different kind of life

"How powerful it really is, try it and you won't know."

　　

　　Lin Dong smiled faintly, stretched out his palm into the martial arts light pillar in front of him, milky white light spread, wrapped in the Great Desolate Prisoner of Heaven finger of pitch-black energy light pillar immediately melted away like water.

　　

　　In the creation of the martial monument, any martial arts techniques will be wrapped in a layer of extremely strong energy seal, the higher the martial arts grade, the more solid the energy seal knot wrapped around the outside.

　　

　　The energy seal outside of the creation martial arts can only be shaken by at least a strong person of the creation realm, which is the main reason why there are very few creation martial arts out of the creation martial monument, because even if a martial artist gets lucky and finds a creation martial arts, it would be a waste to open the energy seal.

　　

　　"Buzz!"

　　

　　The black-colored pillar of light rapidly receded under the light of the ancestral stone, and the black martial arts book in the pillar of light instantly turned into a black torrent and flew into Lin Dong's mind.

　　

　　"Boom!"

　　

　　A majestic stream of information exploded in his mind, a powerful martial arts stance, the Great Desolate Emperor's perceptions that opened up this martial arts, and the various insights of the Great Desolate Sect's strongest practitioners of the Great Desolate Imprisoning Finger spread out in a continuous stream.

　　

　　The company's spiritual power cultivation has reached the peak of intermediate spiritual talisman master, but a breath to accept such a large sea of information is still a bit strained, had to quickly sit down on the knees, gather all the mind to digest the perceptions.

　　

　　For a time, time seemed to have come to a standstill in this endless void.

　　

　　Half an hour later.

　　

　　The moment Lin Dong opened his eyes, a heavenly murderous aura immediately swept away from his body like a river, even the void was shaken to ripples.

　　

　　"Kid, how about this superior creation martial art?"

　　

　　The bored little mink looked over in passing.

　　

　　"The powerful martial arts that the Great Desolate Sect's founding ancestor, the Great Desolate Emperor, single-handedly opened up, and the subsequent advanced version of the straight-through spirit martial arts, of course the power won't be bad."

　　

　　Lin moved slowly up, then rubbed his chin and said: "You said this great desolate sect but there are reincarnation realm strong suppression of the party giant, by definition, the sect martial arts should have more than creation martial arts, spirit martial arts or even heaven martial arts what is not?"

　　

　　"So this sect is called the Great Desolate Sect, but you kid think you want to do? Are you really planning to take away another martial arts, are you not afraid of attracting the dark hand left by the ancient great powers of the Great Desolate Sect within the Creation Martial Tablet?"

　　

　　The little marten was slightly stunned and looked at Lin Dong with some fear.

　　

　　"How do you know if you don't try? Shh, don't make any noise, I can feel the rejection of the Creation Martial Tablet against me is getting stronger and stronger, let's make it quick."

　　

　　Lin Dong once again urged the Ancestral Stone to lead him to vanish deeper.

　　

　　"You kid play on your own, Master Sable I will not get involved."

　　

　　Lest he be affected by the fish in the pond, the little marten quickly disappeared in place.

　　

　　"Hmph, support the brave, starve the timid."

　　

　　The scenery in front of him changed rapidly, and when Lin Dong reacted again, he was already in another mysterious space.

　　

　　Compared with the previous boundless dark void, this space seems much smaller, but the light is full, very transparent.

　　

　　The dense pillars of light disappeared, only a few dozen light groups in the center of the space constantly wriggling and shrinking, but the energy fluctuations emitted than the creation of martial arts pillars of light to be ten times more powerful, a hundred times.

　　

　　That is a numbing fluctuation of the scalp!

　　

　　"Spiritual martial arts, all of them are spiritual martial arts!!!"

　　

　　Lin Dong's breathing was gradually ragged, his face flushed red, and his body trembled slightly.

　　

　　"Clack, clack, clack! Boom!"

　　

　　The sealed space suddenly collapsed without warning, and an endless torrent of energy swiftly swept in from all directions, slapping down on the center of the space like an overwhelming sky.

　　

　　The target: Lin Dong!

　　

　　"Oh no, the ancient great power's counterattack has arrived."

　　

　　Lin Dong's face changed, too late to distinguish the specifics of these dozens of light masses, a healthy step forward, before the endless torrent of energy will completely cover it grabbed a light masses into the arms, turn around and go.

　　

　　"Buzz!"

　　

　　The silver-white spatial vortex emerged, and the energy torrent kicked this little thief who dared to break the rules out violently in a rather rough gesture.

　　

　　The spatial channel closed, the monstrous torrent of energy receded with it like a wave, and the only thing in the sealed space was a dozen or so radiant light clusters like the obsidian sun hanging high above it.

　　

　　Blazing and awe-inspiring!

　　

　　...

　　

　　"Look, the Ancient Sword Sect Sect, the eighth grade martial arts!"

　　

　　"Great Desolate County Lion Fist Sect, eighth grade martial arts!"

　　

　　"Mu Qian Qian, Martial Shrine, ninth grade martial arts!"

　　

　　"The three major clans are also ..."

　　

　　The martial arts visions triggered by the return of one figure after another who woke up on the stone platform drew the surrounding crowd to marvel one after another.

　　

　　Soon, eight of the ten strongest people had already returned.

　　

　　"Now only Lin Dong and Lin Langtian of the Lin Clan are left to wake up, the previous eight people all got the top eight or nine grade martial arts, it's up to the two of them if they can have the creation martial arts out this time."

　　

　　"Alas, the creation of martial arts out of the world which is so easy, you know the last time the Great Desolate Monument opened the highest grade martial arts out of the world is only a quasi creation of martial arts, for the Yin Puppet Sect Patriarch Teng Sha received, seems to be called what the Great Desolate Sea Seal.


 

 
It seems to be called something like the Great Desolate Sea Seal."
　　
　　"This is not possible, Lin Dong and Lin Langtian are both extremely gifted, especially Lin Dong, this demon, I am optimistic about him."

　　

　　The noisy crowd whispered for a while, then subconsciously held their breath to look at the two stationary figures on the stone platform, counting the time, they should almost return.

　　

　　"Buzz!"

　　

　　Just at the moment when the crowd was completely quiet, the Creation Martial Tablet suddenly began to shake violently, UU Look Book www.uukanshu.com一道道异常璀璨的光柱自造化武碑内急速探出 intertwined above the head of the green-shirted figure.

　　

　　

　　

　　"Creation martial arts! There is a creation martial art out there!"

　　

　　"Lin Langtian has really obtained a creation martial art, the first genius of the Lin clan deserves it."

　　

　　Looking at the vision in the sky, many envious eyes were immediately cast over, and whispers resounded continuously.

　　

　　The Lin clan is not a mammoth thing to play with, it's a great reputation that is built up with white bones.

　　

　　"Oh, Luang Tian is really worthy of being the strongest contender for the next clan chief of my clan, not something that a lowly son of a sub-clan can easily shake, even if that Lin Dong can show off his fierceness for a while, what use is it?"

　　

　　In the Lin Clan's camp, a Qi Creation Realm elder who supported Lin Langtian reached out and stroked his beard, exclaiming with extreme satisfaction.

　　

　　"Shut up, Lin Dong is already at the Creation Realm at the age of less than twenty, and his talent is even better than Langtian's. In the future, don't call him the son of a lowly clan anymore."

　　

　　The crane-haired old man who had greeted Lin Ke'er said with a frown.

　　

　　The crane-haired old man named Lin He was not only a Qi Creation Realm powerhouse, but also a member of the clan's council of elders, higher in both strength and status than the skinny old man.

　　

　　The lean old man did not dare to stand firm, but only muttered in a low voice: "It is, Luang Tian has already got a creation martial arts, what about the Lin Dong kid? Hey, hey, I guess he won't be ..."

　　

　　"Boom!"

　　

　　At this very moment, a strange change occurred!

Lin Dong: "I am a martial ancestor, I will suppress the first life and push forever!"

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