Settling the Path Ahead

After the Tyrant Whale Fist reached the Micro-Perception Realm.

As expected, the information on the Attribute Panel had changed—

[Physique: Heroic Realm (Minor Accomplishment)]

[Transcendence: Stealing Heavenly Secrets Breathing Technique (65% Potential Liberation) +

Tyrant Whale Fist 150 Years (Thunder Listening) +]

[Evolution Point: 40]

One hundred and fifty years of Tyrant Whale Fist cultivation!

Wu Dao's expression shifted slightly.

He knew that the Attribute Panel's improvements and evolutions were measured from the perspective of an ordinary mortal.

As for the reason.

It was likely because when he descended into this world, this body was a completely ordinary mortal, devoid of any unique characteristics.

What was surprising was.

For a mortal to cultivate the Tyrant Whale Fist to the Micro-Perception Realm, it would actually require a full one hundred and fifty years!

This was no longer a question of diligence.

It was a question of lifespan!

In this world, although those in the Foundation Establishment Realm could possess various superhuman powers.

They were, after all, still mortal flesh and blood, and due to the excessive development of the physical body, they suffered from countless hidden illnesses in their later years, making it difficult for their lifespans to exceed one hundred.

Only by reaching the Rebirth Realm, becoming transcendent and sanctified.

Would a person's lifespan see a significant increase; a single Martial Dao Cocoon Break of the Rebirth Realm would grant a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years.

One could imagine.

Just how unattainable the Micro-Perception Realm was for a mortal; it could truly be called the exclusive domain of geniuses and monsters, completely impossible for ordinary folk!

After a slight sigh of amazement.

Wu Dao noticed the plus sign still present behind the Tyrant Whale Fist.

Was Thunder Listening Micro-Perception not the limit of the Tyrant Whale Fist?

Or could it be.

That there were levels within the Micro-Perception Realm?

Wu Dao was somewhat confused.

According to the records in the Tyrant Whale Fist manual, even the founder at their peak had only reached the Micro-Perception Realm!

This proved.

The limit of the Tyrant Whale Fist was the Micro-Perception Realm!

But according to the Attribute Panel's judgment, this technique seemed to have no limit!

If that were truly the case.

Then Stealing Heavenly Secrets...

Wu Dao's breathing became rapid.

Previously, although he had guessed that the Attribute Panel could allow him to break through the shackles of his past life, it had ultimately been just a personal conjecture.

But at this moment.

The plus sign still present behind the Tyrant Whale Fist dispelled all of Wu Dao's concerns, creating a true path to the heavens for him!

Of course.

The prerequisite for all of this was.

That he could have enough 'food'!

"Anomalies..."

Wu Dao's eyes flickered as he stepped out of the cave, gazing at the vast sea of morning clouds below the mountain, contemplating his path forward.

The next evolution of Stealing Heavenly Secrets required a full three hundred Evolution Points.

For the secondary Tyrant Whale Fist.

The limit-breaking improvement after Thunder Listening Micro-Perception had also reached the number of two hundred.

This meant.

From here on out, every one of his improvements would require a massive amount of anomalies as sustenance.

Of course.

If he followed the book, the progress of the Stealing Heavenly Secrets Breathing Technique would also be fast if resources were sufficient, but compared to the Attribute Panel, it would still be slow.

Why take the long road and bury himself in mindless training when a shortcut existed?

How does one become a generation's supreme expert?

Like this.

One must face a very realistic problem—

How to quickly and efficiently search for and hunt anomalies?

The anomalies of this world.

It seems they only appeared after the decline of Da Li, when Humanity's Luck withered and Yang Declined Yin Rises.

Moreover, they are basically hidden in wild mountains, ancient forests, and the shadows of the human world; unless they actively harm people, only those in the transcendent world have any contact or understanding of them.

Under these circumstances.

Individual power is extremely limited until it reaches a certain height.

Running around searching like a headless fly is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack; it is not only a waste of time but also highly inefficient.

Leverage the power of others!

Wu Dao gazed at the red sun illuminating the vast world at the edge of the sea of clouds, and thought of Zhao Wei.

The original plan was to use Zhao Wei as a contact to enter the White Whale Martial Arts Hall.

Using this as a stepping stone to come into contact with the transcendent forces of this world and understand it.

While also utilizing the vast Intelligence Network of the White Whale Martial Arts Hall to collect information on anomalies and safely pass through the weak stage.

The White Whale Martial Arts Hall is only second to the Four Seas Gang in Guangqing Prefecture, dominating the northern region with martial arts halls everywhere, thousands of disciples scattered in every corner of Guangqing Prefecture.

Once there is an abnormal situation somewhere.

The higher-ups would know about it immediately.

After all, the existences on the transcendent side of this world also seem to feed on anomalies; it is impossible for them to ignore them.

Unfortunately.

The world is unpredictable.

Zhao Wei had "bad luck."

That line was broken.

Furthermore.

There is also a matter of a somewhat foul reputation.

Last night in Panshui Town, three martial artists from the White Whale Martial Arts Hall had already memorized Wu Dao's appearance.

It is uncertain.

With Zhao Wei having not returned for so long, they might already be searching in the mountains at this moment.

Wu Dao left in a hurry last night.

He did not clean up the battlefield, and it would be easy for someone interested to discover the truth and realize that someone had played the fisherman.

In this situation.

With Wu Dao's strength having greatly increased, anyone who isn't a fool could guess that he was the one who did it.

Ruthless.

Insidious and vicious, the reputation of scheming against a comrade is something he absolutely cannot escape.

However.

These are all minor matters.

In the world of martial arts, how many people don't put profit first, have hundreds of Mind's Eye in their bellies, and believe that the winner takes all? The big brother shouldn't criticize the second brother.

Not to mention.

Wu Dao and Zhao Wei were merely chance acquaintances; why should he live and die with Zhao Wei? There is simply no reason for that.

Of course.

The most important thing is.

Zhao Wei was only at Foundation Establishment!

Now, Wu Dao is already comparable to a cultivator who has undergone a Second Rebirth in this world!

There is no eternal friendship.

There are only eternal interests.

Not to mention in this transcendent world where competition is even more cruel and intense.

Which is lighter and which is heavier.

As long as the powers that be at the White Whale Martial Arts Hall don't have shit for brains, they can tell the difference.

As for why it must be the White Whale Martial Arts Hall?

This involves a question of stance.

There are three great powers within Guangqing Prefecture: Fangcun Sword Hall, White Whale Martial Arts Hall, and the Four Seas Gang.

Among them, Fangcun Sword Hall is the leader of the righteous path in Guangqing Prefecture. It is rumored that the Chief Hall Master, Yang Wufeng, is an upright and unyielding man who cannot tolerate even the slightest wrongdoing.

For someone like Wu Dao, who has no sense of moral black and white in his heart and cares only for profit, showing up there would be no different from throwing himself into a net.

Relatively speaking.

The grey-colored White Whale Martial Arts Hall is quite good; it is neither purely good nor purely black, and Wu Dao's mastery of the Tyrant Whale Fist serves as a decent stepping stone.

As for the Four Seas Gang, that pure black...

To put it bluntly.

Even if Wu Dao were carrying the murder case of Meng Qingshuang, if he were to actively surrender to the Four Seas Gang, the gang leader would likely accept him with open arms.

After all, the more 'dark' a person is, the more they value their own personal interests.

This is not some profound insight into human nature.

It is merely experience talking.

In his previous life of sixty years, Wu Dao climbed from humble beginnings to the pinnacle of the world, interacting with people of all walks of life, personalities, and standpoints.

He knows exactly what kind of people live by what rules in this world, and where their bottom lines lie.

However.

Regarding the Four Seas Gang as a power.

Wu Dao has other plans for the future.

His intention is to consume them entirely, and there will be plenty of opportunities to offend them as he gradually touches upon their bottom lines.

Naturally, he would not be so reckless as to treat others like fools and stir up trouble right under their noses.

Why not choose a larger power outside of Guangqing Prefecture?

Wu Dao has not considered that for now.

Although he has achieved some success.

He is, at most, a piranha; enough to stir up trouble in a lake, but once he enters the ocean prematurely, given his style of conduct, he would easily offend the sharks.

Wu Dao has never been a self-important person who treats others like idiots.

On the contrary.

He has always been open about his 'shortcomings' and never denies them.

Naturally.

He would also never let those shortcomings lead him into a dangerous situation.

"It should be about time..."

His thoughts returned to the present.

Wu Dao looked in the direction of last night's battlefield, guessing that the martial artists from the White Whale Martial Arts Hall must have found that forest by now.

The traces left behind from their chase and fight last night were too obvious; it would be easy to follow the trail.

Wu Dao's understanding of the White Whale Martial Arts Hall is limited; he doesn't even know where their main hall is located, so rather than wasting time inquiring about it.

It would be better to let those three martial artists lead the way, and incidentally, learn about the organizational structure and high-level information of the White Whale Martial Arts Hall in advance.

Thinking of this.

Clang, clang, clang—

Wu Dao stretched his body slightly against the morning breeze. His massive Steel Body operated like a War Engine, the internal components colliding to emit the clanging sounds of steel striking steel.

Then.

Boom!!

Wu Dao suddenly hunched over and exerted force, stepping on the ground like a titan. The black stone floor beneath his feet collapsed, and he dragged a long wake of Gale Wind behind him, rapidly entering Near-Sonic Movement, his speed per second approaching the speed of sound infinitely.

Rumble—

A howling gale suddenly swept through the deep mountains, and the sound of rolling thunder echoed incessantly. The hurricane of airflow, squeezed and then exploded by his physique, pressed down on the giant trees until they swayed, while countless plants were swept up and torn into shreds.

Looking down from a high altitude.

It was clearly visible that behind Wu Dao, whose body was turning slightly red from the friction of the airflow, a wide plow mark appeared in the sea of forest, with the gale carrying fragments of plants, continuously rolling and spreading forward.

Near-Sonic Movement!

For a Heroic Realm powerhouse whose physical fitness completely transcends natural biological limits, this is a piece of cake.

Once he reaches the peak of this stage.

His physique will become heavier, indestructible, and infinitely powerful, capable of withstanding higher levels of airflow friction and pressure.

He will be able to perform Supersonic Movement directly!

Running a lap in a modern city would be like being a human-shaped natural disaster!