Qi Grandmaster

This was an ordinary-looking old man with withered, wrinkled skin. His hunched back, due to his ancient age, made him look as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Rein, from a professional medical perspective, there were some strange things about the old man. The dark spots on his face indicated that he was very old, so old that an ordinary person would have been lying in a coffin long ago, but his breathing was very steady, and his breaths were long and deep.

Clearly, this is not an ordinary person.

However, the Raven "Pika" on Rein's shoulder issued a warning: this was an absurdly powerful Transcendent.

The old man seemed to have noticed Lei Ya's unusual behavior and glanced at him sideways.

The eunuch led Rein and Ymir to the treasury and then turned to leave.

The lighting in the passageway was dim, casting long shadows of the three people.

Ymir seemed to know the old man.

She bowed slightly, performing a junior's greeting, and said, "Great-grandfather."

Upon hearing this address, Rein's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

This old man is truly an old relic. Ymir calls him "great-grandfather," so if we consider the generations, he's probably from the same era as Master Cavo?

Moreover, it seems to be a member of the Spurglin Royalty?

The old man also recognized Ymir's Transcendent level at a glance, and a gratified smile appeared on his old face, which was as white as a book cover. "Our Spurglin family's little Ymir has also advanced to the 'Legendary Realm'. Congratulations."

He paused for a moment, then added, "It seems that not staying in this chaotic capital is a good thing."

"."

Upon hearing this, Ymir's expression became slightly complicated.

After all, Omar was an empire that the Spurglin Family had built up over a thousand years, and now that it was on the verge of collapse, she naturally couldn't be happy about it.

She first introduced Rein beside her, "Grandpa, this is Mr. Rein, the Lord of Black Dragon City. He saved my life and helped me out of difficult situations several times. My Extraordinary Cultivation was able to break through to the 'Legendary' level because of him."

This aloof Princess appeared very obedient in front of this old man, like a little girl who would confide all her secrets to him.

Ymir's words praised Rein highly, and anyone could hear the gentleness in her tone.

The tone was as if he were introducing his sweetheart to an elder.

Then, she introduced him to Rein, saying, "This is Andrew's great-grandfather."

Upon hearing the introduction, Rein performed the traditional greeting of a junior to a senior, bowing respectfully and saying, "Hello, senior."

The old man glanced at Ymir's expression, then at Rein, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cloudy eyes. He nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad, not bad."

Rein assumed that the two "not bad" comments were a compliment to his handsome appearance.

Unexpectedly, the old man then said, "Your 'qi' is quite rare among Qi Master. With such a solid foundation at the Third Tier of the Transcendent, you may have the opportunity to reach the highest level of the Transcendent realm in the future."

"You flatter me, senior."

Rein casually made a polite remark.

To his surprise, the other party saw through his background at a glance.

It's not surprising that a top-tier Transcendent could determine their own Extraordinary Rank. But how did they realize that their battle qi was so strong?

However, the old man didn't seem inclined to say much more.

At that moment, Rein suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed slightly.

[System search for individuals over 80 years old using the keywords 'Andrew' and 'Andrew Spurglin'.]

Then, as soon as the command was issued, the system immediately identified all the materials he had read.

Upon closer inspection, they instantly identified a specific person.

He really is a person of great importance.

Andrew Spurglin, the number one fighter in Omar seventy years ago and Grandmaster of Qigong known as "Heavenly God Palm".

The most famous "martial arts fanatic" in the Omar royal family for thousands of years.

This person's experience can only be described as legendary.

He was originally the first heir to the Imperial Throne, but he did not hesitate to give up his right of succession and chose to travel the world and specialize in martial arts.

The founder of the Qigong school "Jiechuan Style," a legendary master who could stop the flow of rivers with a single palm strike.

As Rein looked at the text description on the system, his eyelids twitched slightly.

Indeed, the longevity of Qi Master is no exaggeration; this "Grandmaster" is truly from the same era as Master Cavo. He has lived to be at least over a hundred years old.

However, because the book that recorded his story, "The Omar Celebrity Chronicles," only recorded events from several decades ago, it suddenly disappeared afterward.

Because he was a member of the Omar royal family, he naturally had no interest in opening a large-scale martial arts school and taking on disciples. He did take on a few secret disciples, but there wasn't much of a stir about it.

Everyone thought something bad had happened.

It turns out there was no accident, but rather they came to guard the imperial treasury.

He was the number one fighter in Omar seventy years ago, how powerful must he be now?

Although there were many top-level Transcendent around Rein, the person in front of him was the "ceiling level" of known Qi Master. This naturally aroused the curiosity of Renn, a junior Qi Master. He asked directly, "Senior, are you the Qi Gong Grandmaster [Heavenly God Palm] from seventy years ago?"

Upon hearing this, the old man said calmly, "I never thought that after all these decades of not showing my face, someone would still remember me."

His tone was neither sad nor happy, but rather carried a detached indifference, as if he had seen through everything in the world. Past fame was nothing but fleeting smoke.

Rein was filled with respect and said, "Your name is renowned far and wide."

The old man didn't say much, just smiled and shook his head.

He skipped over that topic and went straight to the point. "The eunuch has already told me why you've come. Dopler intends to give you a congratulatory gift. This is the Imperial Treasury; just let me know if you see anything you like."

As he spoke, he took out a token and opened the iron gate in front of him.

Then, Rein was almost blinded by the brilliance of the treasures in the vault.

Omar was, after all, a great empire with a thousand-year history, and its royal treasury was so rich that even Rein, a transmigrator, was astonished.

Nobles are at the top of the world's pyramid, controlling 99% of the world's high-level resources.

And the Spurglin royal family is at the very top of this pyramid.

In the treasure vault, gold, silver, and other mundane items were utterly insignificant.

The only use of that stuff here is to build this treasure trove: floor tiles, walls, columns, shelves.

This is an underground palace made of pure gold.

Under the lights, it was dazzling and made the whole world seem golden.

The old man led Rein and Ymir into the treasury, explaining as they walked, "The outer vault contains only common items, which you probably won't find appealing. I'll take you to the inner vault, where you'll find all sorts of Transcendent treasures: potions, Cultivation Method, divine weapons, and rare artifacts. There are also some strange and unusual things unearthed from ancient ruins. If you see anything you like, just let me know. It's best not to touch anything carelessly; there are some rather troublesome magical restrictions and mechanisms here."

"Um."

Ymir remained calm. She had been to the Imperial Treasury several times before and seemed to be quite used to everything there.

Rein found it fascinating; there were many novel things here.

Not just treasures from this era, but treasures from various ancient civilizations.

This treasure trove would be an overwhelming feast for the eyes of ordinary people; any item there would be a rare and precious treasure.

However, for him, who was now the Lord of Black Dragon City, it was just something new and exciting to see.

The inner vault does indeed contain many things that can be described as "priceless".

For example, a complete Extraordinary Sequence!

The royal treasury contains almost every potion recipe and exclusive Cultivation Method available on the market. Recipes for rarer qualities like silver and gold are seldom seen even in auction houses.

Here, there are thousands upon thousands of complete sequences, categorized into different types.

Even the exclusive inheritance of the "Seventy-Two Legends" that can advance to the legendary level has several complete sequences.

The "Frost Swordsman Sequence" of the Spurglin Royalty.

The current "Ten Great Legends" [Enma] Blackmoss Zakaria has advanced to the "Demon Flame Mage Sequence".

The Legend of Sid: Rosco the Night Ghost's "Bloodthirsty Assassin Sequence".

Incomplete sequence recipes are countless.

With his sharp eyes, Rein spotted the only unique recipe in his "Battle Doctor" sequence: the First Tier Gold Potion Recipe, [Corpse Stitcher].

Baron Morin, who found the Airship Wreckage, obtained his title in exchange for this formula.

This is the foundation of the Omar Empire, a millennium-old empire.

With these formulas and exclusive Cultivation Method, coupled with the royal family's resources, they can continuously cultivate powerful individuals, ensuring the empire's absolute dominance.

Not only Transcendent potions, but also blueprints for various mature Mechanical City, and all sorts of dazzling artifacts and sacred relics.

After browsing around for a while, the old man asked Ymir, "Ymir, have you decided what you want?"

"Grandpa, I'm fine with anything."

Upon hearing this, Ymir indicated that she had no needs. Then, she turned her gaze to Rein and asked, "Rein, what do you mean?"

"This"

The decision rested with him, Rein frowned slightly, seemingly finding it difficult to choose.

It must be said that the Old Emperor's brother-in-law was actually quite a good person.

Judging from the old man's words, this "gift" meant that they could choose whatever they wanted from the treasure vault.

This means that even if he had seen the complete sequence of legendary potion recipes, holy artifacts, or blueprints before, he could choose one and take it away.

This would be considered a great gift for anyone.

But for Rein now, external things are no longer so attractive.

He himself is the Black Dragon City, and he has no shortage of magic potions, cultivation resources, or Transcendent equipment.

His teacher was Ilubeck, one of the three "Potion Grandmaster" of the world, who possessed countless potion recipes; the Kolman Tribe also inherited many complete high-level recipes. Therefore, Black Dragon City is not lacking in potion recipes.

As for the blueprints of the Mechanical City, with Tuster around, these things in the Omar Treasury have reference value, but no strategic value.

The royal treasury contains countless treasures, probably worth hundreds of millions.

If you let Rein choose for himself, he probably wouldn't find anything suitable even after browsing for days and nights.

He doesn't have the time or energy to choose.

At this moment, Ymir seemed to notice that Rein was in a bit of a predicament, and smiled slightly, "Rein, this is a gift from your brother. If there's anything you want, just say so. Don't be shy."

It's your own family, so there's no need to be polite.

What I want?

Suddenly, Rein thought of something.

He asked directly, "Senior, are there any treasures in the vault that can help me break through and comprehend 'fist intent' and advance to the Fourth Tier of the Transcendent?"

"Unfortunately, no."

The old man glanced at him and replied, "There is no shortcut to Transcendent 'artistic conception.' It is something that belongs to you alone, and no one else can help you achieve it. Only through enough life experience and battles, and by experiencing that kind of 'great enlightenment,' can you possibly condense your own 'artistic conception.' Even if there are shortcuts, they are crooked paths, and in the end, they will not outweigh the gains."

"."

Hearing this, Rein wasn't too disappointed.

This was the consensus he had heard from countless influential figures.

At that moment, he realized that the person in front of him was a top-tier Qi Master.

He asked directly, "May I ask you, senior, for some guidance on the cultivation experience of Qi Master?"

The old man remained unmoved, simply asking, "The treasure vault contains treasures powerful enough to change the fate of many. Have you thought this through? If I answer your question, you will lose the opportunity to choose a treasure."

Because anyone, even a prince or a high-ranking nobleman, would be envious of those legendary potion sequences.

That was a priceless treasure, accumulated over a thousand years with the full power of Omar, something that money couldn't buy.

Isn't that more useful than some spiritual practice experience?

Of course, the old man asked this question because he didn't know how "wealthy" Rein was.

Or rather, the intelligence available to the outside world currently has absolutely no accurate concept of the wealth of Black Dragon City.

Rein readily agreed, "Yes, I've decided. Senior, I would like to ask you for guidance on the secret cultivation methods of Qi Master."

He felt that the more the old man took it seriously, the better.

What can be considered a "congratulatory gift" is certainly not just a few words.

At least you can learn something real.

A strange light flickered in the old man's eyes, as if he were seeing a reflection of his younger self. (As it turned out, he was overthinking it.)

"Very well. Since you've made this decision, I'll give you a 'congratulatory gift'."

He didn't say much more, but continued, "While I don't have a shortcut to help you grasp the 'intent of the fist,' I do have some unique qigong techniques I can share with you. If you can master them, you will grasp the true essence of the Qi Master lineage."

"Please enlighten me, senior!"

Upon hearing the old man's domineering words, Rein immediately perked up.

The true essence?

That's a very boastful statement.

If anyone dared to say something like that under normal circumstances, there would definitely be a heated argument. So you're saying you've learned the "real" essence, while everyone else's is fake?

However, coming from the mouth of this Grandmaster of the "Jiechuan Style" Qigong style, one has no choice but to believe it.

The old man continued, "However, there are some things I must tell you in advance. I have been practicing Qigong for over a hundred years, and I have only achieved some minor enlightenment. But the secret techniques I have mastered have a very high learning threshold. I am only responsible for telling you, and I cannot guarantee that you will definitely be able to learn them. At least, none of my disciples were able to achieve great success in their cultivation when they died."

"I would like to hear the details!"

Upon hearing this, Rein's mind immediately became active.

The higher the threshold, the more powerful the skill. He was also very curious about what secret techniques the old man would teach him.

But when he heard that the learning threshold was high, Rein's expression became a little strange.

I don't know which aspect this "high" refers to.

If it's something as mysterious and elusive as "comprehension," then perhaps there's no way to help.

But what about other skills that require practice to master?

Does the system not count as "talent"?

The old man didn't waste any more words and said directly, "Since you've heard of my name, you should have heard of my ability to cut water with qi. In other people's eyes, qi is just qi, but in my eyes, 'qi' is a part of the body. It can be shaped at will and can penetrate and injure enemies. My secret technique is called [Condense Qi into Gang]!"

Upon hearing this, Rein finally realized that there really were geniuses in this world.

Those monstrous geniuses.

This old man has studied "qigong" to an unbelievable depth.