The Six Extremes (In Celebration of Lotus Pond V Listening to Rain Becoming an Alliance Leader!)

Creak!

The black doors of the Martial Pavilion swung open, and a shaft of sunlight spilled inside, carrying the dusky, weathered feel of age.

Fang Yuan shivered. He felt several gazes settle on him, then quickly withdraw.

These must be the Divine Weapon Mountain Villa's expert attendants...

He paid them no mind and wandered around the first floor.

The bookshelves were made of hemlock, dark and heavy. They were impervious to insects and could last three hundred years without decaying. The manuals were arranged in neat rows, each giving off a pleasant scent of ink.

"The Martial Pavilion has six floors. The higher the floor, the more likely you are to find Divine Skill Manuals. Ordinary people in the martial world would risk their lives for even a single page..."

Fang Yuan, however, did not reach for the stars. He casually pulled an old book from the bottom shelf and began leafing through it at speed.

"Rolling Stone Fist!"

That was the name of the fist manual. It was plain and straightforward, and the descriptions inside were equally concise. Yet every illustration was lifelike, especially the diagrams of the human body, drawn in such fine detail that everything was clear at a glance.

"This fist technique seems to be the sort even the most ordinary disciples of Divine Weapon Mountain Villa can learn. It's a crude, low-level art, but it's still a killing technique refined through endless tempering!"

Fang Yuan nodded to himself.

Ever since this world's birth, it had revered martial arts and looked down on scholarship. Over such a long span of time, ordinary fighting techniques had already reached the pinnacle of skill.

Anything good enough to be written down and passed on widely was bound to have its merits.

"The path of martial arts begins with sensing