Chen Xuerong, who lived next door, noticed that Zhao Hongming was unlike the others who came to the Zhengyi Sect for the first time. He had no interest in sightseeing whatsoever.
She had seen many young men his age; once they arrived at the Zhengyi Sect, they could not sit still.
They wandered everywhere, taking in mountains and rivers.
They had no mind for cultivation at all.
But Zhao Hongming was different. Once his lodgings were settled, he immediately threw himself wholeheartedly into cultivation.
His steady temperament made her take a second look at him.
Chen Xuerong always felt that Zhao Hongming had the body of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old wrapped around the soul of someone in his twenties or thirties.
He was far too mature.
But there was no such miraculous thing under heaven.
In an instant, she cast that unrealistic notion out of her mind.
In the end, Zhao Hongming was merely a man blessed with extraordinary talent and unwavering perseverance.
For a time, Chen Xuerong's competitive spirit was stirred. She felt that she could not continue being so lax.
So after Zhao Hongming, she too earnestly devoted herself to cultivation.
The Martial Dao had evolved from the Immortal Path. It was divided into five great realms: Meridian Opening, Aperture Opening, Innate Realm, Martial Courage Realm, and Creation. Each great realm was further divided into nine lesser grades.
Breaking through each lesser grade was exceedingly difficult.
For Martial Warriors of the martial world, relying solely on ordinary Martial Arts, reaching the Innate Realm was already the utmost limit.
Within Martial Arts, the Innate Realm represented a Martial Warrior having unearthed their body's potential to an extremely high degree.
Those who cultivated to the Innate Realm could be considered experts anywhere under heaven.
In a small city, they could