Talent Revealed

That night, the constable Chen Qingzhou and his men returned to the county office in disarray.

Miles away, in the dark mountain forest, the wind rustled the leaves, the only sound besides the occasional chirping of insects, creating a serene yet eerie atmosphere.

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat was wiping bloodstains from his hands with a handkerchief.

Beside him, several corpses lay on the grass. These were the bandits who had fought to a standstill with the constables earlier that day.

"Whether that young constable is Ye Family's grandson or not, his martial arts aren't ranked, and he took a palm strike from me today, so he definitely won't survive. What a pity, the True Martial Secret Manual the lord mentioned is like a stone dropped into the sea, no news at all," the man in the hat muttered.

"It seems I must report this to the lord quickly." Within a few breaths, his figure vanished, leaving only the corpses behind.

After several days of recuperation, Ye Yun felt his body had recovered significantly. During these days, Ye Yun finally fully absorbed the memories of the original body.

Ever since the Ye Family was annihilated ten years ago, Uncle Fu had brought Ye Yun to live in seclusion in the old family residence within the city. This old house was the dwelling of Ye Yun's grandfather before he rose to prominence, and it was clearly very dilapidated and old.

Two mud-brick houses and a courtyard. Fortunately, Uncle Fu meticulously managed it, keeping the rooms and courtyard clean and tidy.

The original body had mediocre martial arts talent. Ever since he could remember, his family had been cultivating his martial arts. Then, at the age of six, disaster struck, and the original body was consumed by immense grief.

He redoubled his efforts, delving into martial arts, but over the years, he only acquired rudimentary fist and foot techniques. He never felt the flow of Qi, hence his martial arts remained unranked.

"Mountain-Crushing Saber Technique" was a saber technique left behind by Ye Yun's grandfather. This technique was derived from the army's "Army-Breaking Saber Technique".

It was created by Ye Yun's grandfather during his many years of military service, combining it with other martial arts techniques. This saber technique was more than just a set of moves; it contained martial arts insights. It was with this saber technique that Ye Yun's grandfather was invincible on the battlefield, raising his martial arts cultivation to the third rank.

He possessed the family's saber technique but couldn't grasp its true meaning. After years of martial arts practice, his saber technique remained at the basic moves. Although the moves appeared powerful, they were merely superficial. Against a ranked martial artist, he wouldn't last a single move.

"Heavens, are you playing with me? I transmigrated, and I became a peerless genius of ancient times, but why did I end up as a good-for-nothing? Wuwuwu."

"System, are you there?" After calling for a long time, Ye Yun finally resigned himself. He didn't even have the essential system for transmigrators, nor did he have talent. What was he to do?

Although Ye Yun's body had recovered a lot in the past few days, he still couldn't get out of bed and could only lie there quietly.

Ye Yun accepted reality. Since there was no system and no talent, he could only rely on himself now.

Lying on the bed, Ye Yun carefully felt the world around him. It seemed no different from his original world.

From the original body's memories, Ye Yun understood the martial arts of this world. Ranked martial artists could slay demonic beasts, and their internal Qi and blood energy could even repel the strange and unusual. High-ranked martial artists could even shatter mountains with their fists.

It was said that only by sensing Qi could one possibly achieve a rank.

Ye Yun carefully sensed the Qi in the heavens and earth. With each inhale and exhale, Ye Yun felt the air entering his body change, with imperceptible traces of gas entering his meridians.

As his blood flowed, he even felt it entering every cell.

Could this be the so-called Qi in this world?

As more and more gas entered his body with his breaths, although each trace of gas flowing through his meridians was imperceptible, with each increasing breath, Ye Yun clearly felt these gases nourishing his meridians.

Ye Yun became instantly excited and just lay there, breathing quietly. With each inhale and exhale, he clearly felt his injuries healing. Was Qi absorbed so easily?

Ye Yun didn't know how the original body had lived these past years. Such an easy task, yet he hadn't sensed Qi all these years, indicating extremely poor talent.

That couldn't be said entirely. Among the many martial artists, ordinary individuals who could sense Qi were one in ten thousand.

Just like Uncle Fu, who had followed Ye Yun's grandfather in his early years. For decades, he was unable to sense Qi and left the army, returning to the Ye manor to live out his retirement.

If a martial artist could sense the Qi of heaven and earth after ten years of cultivation, it proved exceptional talent. If, like Ye Yun now, he could guide Qi to temper his meridians within a few breaths, he was an even more monstrous genius.

Ye Yun felt the Qi flowing through his body's meridians. In just half a day, his injuries felt mostly healed, a recovery dozens of times faster than lying there for several days.

Just then, Uncle Fu pushed the door open, holding a bowl of medicine. "Yun Ge, it's time for your medicine," he said, reaching out to help Ye Yun up. Ye Yun sat up and downed the medicinal soup in one gulp.

Uncle Fu was now utterly loyal and took great care of him. All of this was thanks to Ye Yun's grandfather. Legend had it that Uncle Fu was a beggar in his early years. Grandfather Ye, not minding his lowly status, took him under his wing and taught him martial arts. Although Uncle Fu's martial arts talent was poor, he had looked after him diligently for those years.

" Uncle Fu, help me outside for a walk." Ye Yun had been confined to bed for several days and couldn't stand it any longer. Moreover, he had felt Qi tempering his body today, and his injuries were mostly healed. He wanted to go outside for some fresh air.

"No, Yun Ge'er, your injuries haven't healed yet. You need to rest properly," Uncle Fu said worriedly.

Ye Yun showed Uncle Fu his physical condition, stating that his injuries were mostly healed and that he wanted to go outside for some fresh air.

Uncle Fu, half-believing, couldn't refuse Ye Yun and helped him to the courtyard outside.

The courtyard wasn't large. Two trees with lush foliage were planted in the corners. Under one tree, there was a stone table and stone stools. Uncle Fu helped Ye Yun sit on a stool and then went to the kitchen to busy himself.

Ye Yun sat quietly on the stool, surveying the courtyard's layout. The courtyard was simple. By the wall were some stone locks and stone hammers, likely used for strengthening his physique.

Next to the stone locks was a weapon rack displaying various weapons: sabers, spears, swords, and halberds. Ye Yun surveyed the courtyard and suddenly remembered something. The original body's talent was mediocre, but ever since his soul transmigrated, he could suddenly sense Qi. Had his talent awakened?

Thinking of this, Ye Yun closed his eyes and recalled the family's "Mountain-Crushing Saber Technique". His clothes fluttered as if in a windless room, and a thin layer of misty aura seemed to envelop him.

Ye Yun suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of light disappearing from his pupils.

Just now, Ye Yun felt Qi overflowing from him, his blood accelerating, and his bones resonating. This was a sign that his martial arts were about to achieve a rank.

He hadn't expected such progress in less than a day of cultivation. It seemed that due to his arrival, this body's talent had awakened and was astonishingly brilliant.