Creation Martial Arts

The Great Elder looked at Long Jiuyyao and felt a surge of delight. "I didn't expect him to sense the location of his Mud Pill Palace so quickly."

"God Divides Yin Yang, God's Movement, Beginning of Life..." Long Jiuyyao murmured to himself.

After sitting motionless for about half an hour, Long Jiuyyao's mind suddenly grew hazy. Threads of spiritual power seeped from his mind and slowly spread outward.

"Oh! This kid's already reached this level? It's only been an hour at most. What a prodigy."

As his spiritual power spread, the entire Courtyard came into view in Long Jiuyyao's mind.

Time passed by the second. His spiritual power slowly receded, and Long Jiuyyao opened his eyes. His face was slightly pale, but his gaze brimmed with surprise and excitement.

"Great Elder, I sensed it—the place where spiritual power is stored," Long Jiuyyao said happily.

"Heh heh, Yao'er, you've really surprised me. That place where spiritual power is stored is called the Mud Pill Palace. It's essentially the same as the dantian."

"The difference is that one stores spiritual power, while the other stores Yuan Power," Great Elder Tian Sha said with a smile.

"Great Elder, why does cultivating spiritual power feel easier than cultivating Yuan Power?" Long Jiuyyao asked.

"Not so. Cultivating spiritual power is even more difficult than cultivating Yuan Power. Talent is essential if you want to make quick progress," the Great Elder said, patting Long Jiuyyao.

"From now on, spend half a day cultivating in front of the stone stele each day. Go back and get some rest for now. Come again tomorrow," the Great Elder instructed.

"This junior will take his leave," Long Jiuyyao said, cupping his hands.

As he left, Long Jiuyyao touched the space between his brows. He knew just how powerful Talisman Masters were, and how difficult their path was to cultivate. But he was only six years old; he couldn't act as if he knew everything. One had to know how to keep a low profile. The tallest tree in the forest was the first to be felled by the wind.

Long Jiuyyao first returned to his Courtyard, then enjoyed a relaxing medicinal bath. In the Dragon Clan, rare Spiritual Medicines that were seldom seen in the outside world could be found almost everywhere.

Medicinal baths had become one of Long Jiuyyao's daily routines. They not only helped him improve his cultivation quickly but also strengthened his body and healed hidden injuries.

Absorbing extreme forces like Blood Yin Sha Qi and Golden Sun Power had some effect on Long Jiuyyao, though it was negligible. Even so, he couldn't afford to ignore it.

As time passed, the once pitch-black medicinal bath grew clear as Long Jiuyyao absorbed its essence.

After putting on a black robe, Long Jiuyyao headed south through the Dragon Clan territory. There stood a towering pagoda that reached into the clouds. It had a hundred stories, was entirely black, and appeared to have a thousand-zhang-long dragon coiled around its exterior.

This was the Dragon Martial Black Tower, which recorded all the Dragon Clan's martial arts and strange tales from across the continent.

Long Jiuyyao saw dozens of guardians stationed around the tower. A faint golden light shone across their skin. This was the Nirvana Golden Body, a mark possessed only by experts who had entered the Nirvana Realm.

Nirvana Realm experts were powerful enough to establish sects or dynasties in remote regions. Even in prosperous lands, they held considerable status.

Long Jiuyyao was slightly taken aback. And these were only the guards in plain sight; no one knew how many stronger experts were secretly protecting the tower.

Long Jiuyyao strode forward and approached the tower. A burly young man stopped him. "If you want to enter, do you have a Martial Token?"

At that, Long Jiuyyao took out a golden, diamond-shaped token with the character "Martial" engraved on it.

"You can go up to the ninth floor. Your cultivation is too low right now; the ninth floor is your limit," the guard said flatly.

Long Jiuyyao put away the Martial Token and entered the Dragon Martial Black Tower. An astonishing array of martial arts met his eyes.

Eighth Grade Martial Art, Mountain Collapse Fist.

Ninth Grade Martial Art, Swimming Dragon Six Harmonies Step.

Eighth Grade Martial Art, Dragon Palm.

The dazzling array of martial arts left Long Jiuyyao overwhelmed. But most of the techniques he saw were eighth or ninth grade. He didn't spot a single low-grade martial art.

That made sense. The Dragon Clan had powerful bodies, so low- and mid-grade martial arts offered them little enhancement. There was no need for them to waste time cultivating such techniques.

Long Jiuyyao looked through the martial arts books on the first floor but found nothing that appealed to him, so he headed up to the second floor.

There were fewer books on the second floor than on the first, but the martial arts were of better quality overall.

Still, Long Jiuyyao couldn't find anything that suited him, so he continued upward. This time, he didn't search floor by floor and went straight to the ninth floor.

At the highest floor Long Jiuyyao could access, there were noticeably fewer books. Only about a dozen martial arts volumes were in sight.

Long Jiuyyao scanned the shelves and casually picked up a dark-gray martial arts book titled "Black Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger."

"Hmm? Why does this technique look so much like the 'Black Obsidian Dragon Finger' Dad gave me?" Long Jiuyyao wondered.

Curious, Long Jiuyyao opened the book. "Transform sha into power and use the finger as its vessel. Condense sha in three fingers to reach half-step Creation; condense sha in five fingers to advance to Creation."

"Hiss! This is a Creation Martial Art! So the technique I've been cultivating all along is just a weaker version of it." Long Jiuyyao was stunned.

Long Jiuyyao found another technique on the shelves similar to the "Black Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger."

It was called "Daytime Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger." Long Jiuyyao opened the book. "Transform Golden Sun Power into force and use the finger as its vessel. Condense Golden Sun Power in three fingers to reach half-step Creation; condense it in five fingers to advance to Creation."

"Hahaha! I really am the chosen one. This martial art was practically created just for me!" Long Jiuyyao laughed.

Long Jiuyyao knew that with his current cultivation, he wasn't strong enough to master these two Creation Martial Arts.

But if he could cultivate them to the three-finger stage, even an Origin Core Realm expert wouldn't be his match. And three months clearly wasn't enough time to cultivate these two Creation Martial Arts.

Long Jiuyyao decided to cultivate the Black Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger first. He had experience cultivating the Black Obsidian Dragon Finger, and though the Daytime Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger was similar, the powers they used to condense were opposites: one was extremely yin, the other extremely yang. As the saying went, the hardest part was getting started. Long Jiuyyao had already completed the first step of the Black Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger, so the rest would come naturally without too much difficulty.

Of course, Long Jiuyyao wasn't going to leave the Daytime Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger behind. He took it with him, since there was no guarantee it would still be here the next time he came.

Long Jiuyyao placed the two Creation Martial Arts in his Universe Bag and left.

When he went to register them, he was told he could only take one martial art out at a time. He pleaded for a long while, but to no avail.

Only after his father, Yuan Gan, stepped in was he able to take the "Daytime Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger" out of the Dragon Martial Black Tower.

"Yao'er, these two martial arts will serve you well until you reach the Three Realms of Creation. It's better to master a few techniques than to dabble in many. As the saying goes, you can't chew more than you can swallow. When you leave to train, come back here to look for suitable martial arts," Yuan Gan said earnestly.

"Heh heh, Dad, I know that. It's just that I finally found two Creation Martial Arts that suit me, and I was worried they might be gone next time, so I wanted to take them both," Long Jiuyyao said with a smile.

"By the way, what have you been learning from the Great Elder?" Yuan Gan asked.

"Nothing much. The Great Elder helped me sense my spiritual power, and I've already sensed the Mud Pill Palace where it's stored," Long Jiuyyao said excitedly.

"Good lad! It's only been half a day. Looks like I made the right choice. Hahaha!" Yuan Gan laughed.

"Dad, what do you mean? What choice?" Long Jiuyyao asked.

"You're still young. You wouldn't understand even if I told you. I'll explain when you're older." Yuan Gan waved a hand.

"Tomorrow morning, you have to study with the Great Elder again. Find time to cultivate that 'Black Obsidian Sacred Dragon Finger'; it'll help with your Secret Treasury expedition in three months," Yuan Gan said as he left.

Long Jiuyyao waved goodbye to Yuan Gan. Feeling the breeze brush his face, he was in a wonderful mood. Today, he had not only sensed the existence of spiritual power but also found two Creation Martial Arts that suited him perfectly.

He was only seven years old, yet he already possessed his current strength and powerful Creation Martial Arts.

He owed this to being born into the Dragon Clan and to possessing one of the few Ancient Dragon Bones even among the Dragon Clan.

Without the Ancient Dragon Bone to support him, he couldn't have achieved what he had. He probably would have been ruined when absorbing Blood Yin Sha Qi.

The Ancient Dragon Bone he had possessed since birth would gradually grow stronger along with him, even if he never went to the Dragon Transformation Pool to undergo Dragon Transformation.

Though it couldn't transform into a Primordial Dragon Bone, it would still be the strongest Dragon Bone beneath one.

But to transform into a Primordial Dragon Bone, he would have to go to the Dragon Transformation Pool and challenge the Ancestor in the Bone Burial Hall.