After Mother Chen told Chen Lin about his origins, she held nothing back and taught him the Chen Family's martial arts as well.
It was a saber technique.
It was called the Five Qi Original Origin Saber.
Ever since the arts of transcendence had vanished from this world, the Martial Dao had become its mainstay. Martial artists who reached a certain level could develop internal qi, and anyone who cultivated internal qi could be considered a Top Expert.
Chen Lin felt as though he had acquired a priceless treasure.
Any cultivation technique capable of producing internal qi was a closely guarded secret of its sect.
Li Iron Legs had no such inheritance at all.
The Five Qi Original Origin Saber could produce as many as five kinds of internal qi. When the five merged as one, their power was unparalleled. This supreme art was what had allowed Grand General Chen Wentian to sweep across the battlefield.
Three years passed in a flash.
In the mountains outside Qingyang County, Chen Lin gazed at a distant boulder split in two, satisfaction on his face.
In just three years, he had cultivated three streams of internal qi. His aptitude could only be called exceptional.
Even Mother Chen was astonished.
Given another three years, he would surely cultivate all five streams of internal qi and reach perfection.
But he did not want to wait any longer.
With three streams united, he already ranked among the very best experts. He could begin taking action.
After all, he had no intention of conquering the realm through martial force. That would hardly suit a transgressor's style.
"Brother Sanbao, Big Aunt said to come home for dinner!"
Chen Lin had just finished his practice when a girl's shout came from afar.
A figure appeared immediately afterward, moving with