Martial Dao Eighth Rank, Spiritual Perception

Time flowed like water.

Ten days slipped quietly away.

Morning light shone over the earth. Beneath an ancient tree in the small courtyard,

Lin Changqing was practicing his fist technique. Every move was broad and commanding, yet filled with countless mysteries, like a dragon and a tiger.

His feet stepped the Eight Trigrams; his fists unleashed the Five Elements.

Boom... bang...

Suddenly, Lin Changqing shook both arms, sweeping out with his fists like a shoulder pole. At once, a thunderous explosion rang out.

A surging, powerful force of Qi and Blood coursed through his flesh, blood, and skin in an instant.

It actually merged into the sinews and bones within his body.

At that moment, the skin all over Lin Xuan's body shone with a lustrous gleam, like white jade.

"Phew..."

He exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

The skin across his body returned to normal once more.

Yet a spark of insight gleamed in Lin Changqing's eyes.

"Flesh and skin like white jade, Qi and Blood entering the sinews and bones. After many days of bitter cultivation, I have finally broken through the limits of the Ninth Rank and stepped into the Eighth Rank."

Lin Changqing murmured to himself, joy written across his face.

Three days ago,

after seven days of unceasing deduction and refinement, he had finally created an entirely new Martial cultivation method.

He still called this cultivation method Five Elements Fist.

But compared to the previous Five Elements Health Cultivation Fist, it was already as different as heaven and earth.

This brand-new Five Elements Technique

not only contained cultivation methods for all Nine Ranks of Flesh, but was also the cultivation method most suited to him.

It was precisely because of this that, after creating and refining the Five Elements Technique, Lin Changqing had spent only three days bitterly cultivating it.

Today, he had finally broken through the limits of the Ninth Rank.

In one stroke, he had driven the power of Qi and Blood into his sinews and bones, stepping into the Martial Dao Eighth Rank.

"Now that the cultivation method has been perfected, all that remains is to cultivate steadily, step by step. With my Heaven-Defying Comprehension, my cultivation realm will definitely rise quickly."

Lin Changqing murmured, "It is just that the Returning Origin Powder and Qihuang Black Ginseng Soup are being consumed far too quickly.

What was originally a month's supply has now been used up in ten days.

This medicinal bath and medicinal cuisine help my cultivation greatly.

I definitely cannot stop using them. It seems I will have to make a trip to the county town..."

After stopping his martial arts practice, Lin Changqing sat cross-legged beneath the ancient tree in the courtyard and began Visualizing the Great Sun, cultivating the power of his mind.

Cultivate Life, Not Nature, and in the end it is all for nothing.

To Seek the Dao, Ask for Longevity, one had to Cultivate Both Life and Nature, walking on two legs.

Naturally, Lin Changqing would not neglect cultivating his mental power.

In fact, during this period, he had further perfected his Visualization Method as well. At first, he had merely Visualized the Great Sun. Later, he had comprehended a method for visualizing the moon—the Lunar Star.

Now, he had directly fused the sun and moon together, deducing a supreme visualization method for visualizing the Cosmic Galaxy.

It was enough to allow him to enhance his mental power through visualization at every moment.

"Visualization Methods cultivate mental power. This world has no corresponding cultivation system, so I can only classify it according to the realms recorded in a novel from my past life.

Deep Sleep, Still Mind, Embryonic Breathing, Sitting in Forgetfulness, Manifesting Sainthood...

Deep Sleep itself is divided into three stages. My current realm should be at the peak of the third stage of Deep Sleep.

I am only one step away from entering the realm of Still Mind."

While Lin Changqing visualized the Cosmic Galaxy to enhance his mental power, he continually assessed his own realm.

Suddenly!

An inexplicable sensation surfaced in his heart.

"In one minute, Lin Hu will come looking for me..."

Spiritual Perception!

It had come suddenly, yet it felt only natural.

Once one's Spiritual Realm reached a certain level, it would not only strengthen the five senses, but also give birth to the so-called sixth sense.

This was Spiritual Perception.

Lin Changqing's Spiritual Realm had already entered the third stage of Deep Sleep. His mental power far surpassed that of ordinary people.

He had already touched upon the rudiments of Spiritual Perception.

Lin Changqing took a deep breath, withdrew from his visualization state, and rose to walk toward the Courtyard Entrance.

Sure enough!

One minute later.

"Changqing..."

Lin Hu's call came from outside the courtyard.

A Slight Smile curled Lin Changqing's lips. He casually pulled open the courtyard gate and saw Lin Hu rushing toward him from afar.

He was panting heavily.

"Hu Zi, what has you in such a hurry?"

Lin Changqing asked.

"Changqing, people have come to the village. They seem to be from the Divine Weapon Pavilion. I overheard them talking, and they seem to have come for you. They are asking around everywhere for news of you..."

Lin Hu's expression was grave as he said in a deep voice, "The Chen Family behind the Divine Weapon Pavilion is a major family in our Fengle County.

Changqing, how did you offend them?"

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion!"

Lin Changqing's expression gradually darkened. Naturally, he knew why the Divine Weapon Pavilion had come.

He simply had not expected the Divine Weapon Pavilion to find Green Mountain Village so quickly.

Sure enough, he had still underestimated the strength of those great families.

Fengle County had a total population of several hundred thousand, and Green Mountain Village was tucked away in such a remote place. How had the Divine Weapon Pavilion uncovered his identity?

"Changqing, why not hide for now?"

Seeing this, Lin Hu immediately said, "I'll take you to the Back Mountain. I know the place well. You can stay there for a few days, and once the Divine Weapon Pavilion's people leave, we can come back out."

"No need. They are already coming..."

Lin Changqing shook his head, narrowing his eyes as he looked ahead.

Just then, Spiritual Perception had arisen in his heart once again. He sensed that the Divine Weapon Pavilion's people would find their way here in less than a minute.

Even if he tried to evade them now, there was no longer enough time.

Besides, Lin Changqing had no intention of hiding.

Since they refused a toast only to drink a forfeit, there was no need for him to save the Divine Weapon Pavilion any face. He wanted to see what tricks that Chen San intended to play.

Sure enough!

About a minute later, at a corner a hundred meters away,

a group of people emerged and headed straight for Lin Changqing's small courtyard.

At the very front was a Middle-aged Man with an icy expression and a trace of arrogance. Behind him followed more than a dozen Men dressed as Guards.

Among them were Du Hu and Du Bao, the two brothers whom Lin Changqing had knocked unconscious in the alley before.

But!

What Lin Changqing had not expected was

that walking ahead of this group and leading the way was actually Lin Dashan.

"Master Liu, this way, please."

Lin Dashan was fawning over the Middle-aged Man leading the Divine Weapon Pavilion's group. "That brat Lin Changqing's home is right ahead."

"Lin Dashan, damn it... That bastard is actually leading the Divine Weapon Pavilion's people here."

Lin Hu immediately recognized Lin Dashan, who was bowing and scraping before the Divine Weapon Pavilion's group, and his fury shot to the heavens.

He instantly rolled up his sleeves and growled through clenched teeth, "I'll go over there right now and cripple that bastard."

"Hu Zi, no need!"

Lin Xuan grabbed Lin Hu and smiled faintly. "He is nothing but a clown leaping on a beam. If you go beat him up, you will only dirty your hands.

Don't worry!

I will be fine. Just watch in a moment. I will handle this matter..."

As he spoke, Lin Changqing narrowed his eyes at the group heading toward his small courtyard.

His gaze was icy, chilling to the bone.

Yet inwardly, he did not think much of them.

There were quite a few people, but aside from the Middle-aged Man at the front, who was a Martial Artist of the Martial Dao Ninth Rank, the rest were merely ordinary people.

At most, they had practiced a little fist-and-kick kung fu.

Even if their numbers doubled, he would not fear them.