Although the grade of a martial art did not completely correspond to one's cultivation realm, low-level martial artists might obtain high-grade martial arts through fortuitous opportunities, while high-level martial artists could likewise fail to obtain suitably high-grade martial arts for various reasons.
But as a Five-Yuan Nirvana expert, or perhaps an even higher-level Nirvana Stage expert, the Lord of the Tomb Mansion surely possessed quite a few Creation Stage Martial Arts, even if not Spirit Martial Arts.
Yet that fellow had only given Lin Dong a set of high-grade Ninth-Grade Martial Art. He was truly too stingy, utterly miserly with his gifts.
"What more do you want from something someone else gave you? Besides, this Sky Scale Halberd Technique stands among the very best Ninth-Grade Martial Arts. It can barely be considered half a step into Creation Stage Martial Arts. When I have time, I can try using the Stone Talisman to deduce it. It may not be impossible to advance it into Creation Stage Martial Arts."
Lin Dong shot Little Marten an annoyed glance, but his mindset remained excellent.
"Tch, do as you please. It's all trash anyway."
Little Marten muttered a few words under his breath before slipping back into the Ancestral Stone Space.
"Sky Scale Halberd Technique... let me see the mysteries within you..."
Lin Dong laid the Ancient Sky Scale Halberd across his legs, held its long shaft in both hands, and gradually sank his mind into his body.
A gentle breeze drifted by. The figure seated cross-legged atop the rock was as still as a statue, while only the imposing Tiger Beast lying at his feet occasionally let out a low growl.
Roar!
Little Flame's thunderous roar jolted Lin Dong fully awake. He instinctively looked toward the sky and saw a streak of golden light,