One Bet, Realm Upgrade, Strength Surges

Nine Yang Divine Art. As a novel enthusiast in his previous life, Su Fei was naturally no stranger to this martial art.

This was a top-tier internal energy secret technique. Once mastered, one's internal energy would be inexhaustible, circulating endlessly.

With this divine art in hand, every punch and kick carried immense power.

The Nine Yang True Qi cultivated was supremely rigid and yang, impervious to cold and evil.

It could overcome all poisons, making one immune to them.

"I now have twenty years of cultivation."

"Might as well use it to enhance the Nine Yang Divine Art."

As for the original body's basic fist techniques, he had learned them at a martial arts hall, for which he had paid a considerable sum.

It could also be used for Body Tempering Realm cultivation.

However, no matter how you looked at it, these basic fist techniques weren't even a hundredth as good as the Nine Yang Divine Art.

"System, all in. Twenty years of cultivation, use it all to upgrade the Nine Yang Divine Art."

[Year 1: You began cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Art day and night. Due to your average aptitude, your cultivation progress was slow!]

[Year 8: Through your diligent efforts, even with your average aptitude, the Nine Yang Divine Art successfully broke through the first level. Your martial arts cultivation successfully advanced to the True Qi Realm!]

[Year 20: Under continuous diligent cultivation, you had a moment of insight and comprehended a trace of the Nine Yang Divine Art's profound mystery. Seizing this opportunity, the Nine Yang Divine Art smoothly broke through to the second level, and your cultivation surged once more.]

[Cultivation results feedback in progress]

A surge of majestic True Qi appeared, entering Su Fei's body.

Numerous acupoints were opened.

His martial arts cultivation instantly soared.

Su Fei looked down at the black mud appearing on his skin.

Feeling the earth-shattering changes happening to his body, his limbs and bones seemed to be infused with endless vitality, every inch of his flesh and blood trembling slightly.

What surprised him even more was that his dantian and qi sea, which were originally empty, now contained a ball of True Qi, emitting continuous life force.

Su Fei was filled with joy.

"So I've broken through to the True Qi Realm, and not just the initial stage."

When this surge of True Qi completely dissipated.

Su Fei felt refreshed all over, his martial arts cultivation smoothly advancing to the fifth level of the True Qi Realm.

He instinctively circulated the Nine Yang Divine Art's mental cultivation method. The internal energy in his dantian flowed out, circulating through his meridians and throughout his body.

"So this is what it feels like to be a True Qi Realm martial artist. Awesome."

This cultivation power is truly a good thing.

As long as you have cultivation power, no matter what technique or martial art you cultivate, the speed of cultivation is a thousand miles a day.

It's equivalent to cultivating day and night without rest.

Even if other martial artists cultivated, they couldn't remain in a state of cultivation without rest.

But Su Fei could.

From the fifth level of Body Tempering Realm to the fifth level of True Qi Realm, there was a gap of nine minor realms.

Su Fei spent twenty years cultivating the Nine Yang Divine Art, even cultivating day and night, which showed the ordinariness of this body's 'aptitude'.

But with the system's help, he instantly became a True Qi Realm martial artist.

"If I had inexhaustible cultivation power, and directly poured it into the Nine Yang Divine Art, wouldn't my cultivation advance a thousand miles a day?"

Su Fei washed the mud off his body with a basin of cold water.

He changed into a new set of clothes and walked into the courtyard.

Looking at the old locust tree before him.

He clenched his fist gently.

Circulating the Nine Yang True Qi, he unleashed a punch towards the tree trunk.

An invisible wave of energy shot out.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the old locust tree was snapped in half, falling to the ground with a crash, wood chips flying, and dust billowing.

If this punch had landed on a person, it would have shattered their bones.

"My current strength is terrifyingly strong."

Su Fei looked at the flying leaves, his eyes shining.

Then, the inexhaustible characteristic of the Nine Yang Divine Art automatically took effect.

The True Qi consumed by the punch was replenished within a few breaths.

"Now, if I encounter any martial artists in the True Qi Realm, with the Nine Yang Divine Art, I don't need to fear anything."

Su Fei's previous confusion vanished.

Ding! Mission triggered: Imperial Guard Entrance Exam.

Mission Requirements: Go to the Qingzhou Prefecture Imperial Guard tomorrow and pass the entrance exam.

Mission Rewards: Thunderous Saber Art, thirty years of cultivation.

"Huh, a mission was issued. The system is really good to me."

"Thunderous Saber Art. Since the Imperial Guards' weapon is the Spring Embroidered Saber, I was just lacking a saber technique."

With his current strength, passing the Imperial Guard entrance exam would be a piece of cake, not difficult at all.

Su Fei's worries were gone. Being an Imperial Guard was pretty good. I'll be an Imperial Guard.

His heart was filled with surprise and anticipation.

Time to sleep.

A night passed.

Su Fei woke up feeling refreshed.

He went to his usual breakfast shop, bought five large meat buns and two sesame cakes, and ate them as he leisurely walked towards the Imperial Guard headquarters.

The bun shop owner watched Su Fei's retreating back, looking somewhat surprised.

"Young Su, he usually only eats two buns. His appetite has grown today, buying so many."

"Perhaps he's buying for someone else."

The Qingzhou Prefecture Imperial Guard Thousand Household Office was located on the central street of Qingzhou Prefecture.

Two stone lions at the entrance glared fiercely, and a black plaque with gold lettering hung above the lintel.

The eight characters 'Qingzhou Imperial Guard Thousand Household Office' were written with vigorous strokes, exuding a natural aura of killing intent and authority.

The area in front of the Thousand Household Office was spacious and very clean. Not a single fallen leaf marred the ground, and no vendors dared to set up stalls there.

Su Fei arrived at the entrance of the Thousand Household Office. The main gate was open.

Eight Imperial Guard Strongmen, dressed in black, with long sabers at their waists, stood guard on both sides of the entrance.

Their backs were straight, and their expressions were solemn.

Anyone who saw them would have to praise their training.

These guards were Strongmen, the lowest rank of the Imperial Guard, not yet officially graded.

Only by becoming an Imperial Guard Squad Leader would one officially enter the ranks.

Su Fei reached the entrance and presented his letter of recommendation. A tall Strongman at the entrance glanced at it, nodded, and led Su Fei inside.