Martial Artist Realms

Half an hour later, Wu Yuqing drove a white BMW to pick up Lin Fei.

As the eldest daughter of Longhua Group, she owned many luxury cars from various brands.

From Monday to Sunday, she could drive a different one every day without ever repeating.

Lin Fei was quite envious, thinking that once he sold his gold coins, he would get himself a luxury car to drive as well.

Cloud Sea Pavilion.

This was the most famous high-end private club in Yunzhou, and it only served members.

To dine here, one had to undergo a capital verification.

Anyone with assets under one million was not qualified to become a member.

For an ordinary person like Lin Fei, if he weren't invited, he would never have the chance to eat a meal here in his entire life.

Many wealthy people came here to spend money not just for the environment and the cuisine, but because of the person behind the club.

The man behind Cloud Sea Pavilion was Wu Zhen; this was an enterprise owned by the Wu family.

Cloud Sea Pavilion acted as a platform; those who wanted to do business with the Wu family or get to know Wu Zhen would come here to spend money.

Lin Fei was like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking around at the decor of the club.

The massive crystal chandelier, the floor tiles that reflected one's image, and the European royal interior design all exuded an air of luxury and grandeur.

"Alright, stop looking. If you're interested, you can come play here often in the future."

Wu Yuqing pulled Lin Fei inside, and the waiters in the club couldn't help but whisper to each other upon seeing this.

"Who is that man?"

"I don't know, never seen him before. Could he be the eldest daughter's boyfriend?"

"Are you kidding? That man is dressed so shabbily, how could the eldest daughter possibly fancy him?"

"That's true. The number of wealthy second-generation heirs in Yunzhou who want to pursue our eldest daughter is enough to fill a reinforced platoon."

Lin Fei was dragged along by Wu Yuqing until they arrived outside a private room.

There were dedicated waiters stationed at the door to prevent anyone from disturbing them.

"Eldest Miss!"

The waiter opened the door, and Wu Yuqing led Lin Fei inside.

Inside the room, Wu Zhen and Zhou Wangdao were drinking coffee and chatting.

"Dad, I've brought him here!"

Lin Fei quickly greeted them: "Mr. Wu, I came in such a rush that I didn't prepare any gifts. I am truly sorry!"

Since Wu Zhen was hosting the meal, Lin Fei had originally wanted to prepare some gifts, as it was a matter of etiquette.

However, Wu Yuqing had told him not to prepare anything, saying her father lacked for nothing.

Lin Fei thought that made sense; Wu Zhen was the president of Longhua Group, so no gift would be considered precious to him.

If he had brought a fruit basket or some milk, it would have been embarrassing; after all, this wasn't a casual visit to a relative's house.

Wu Zhen laughed heartily and waved his hand.

"Hahaha, no need to be so polite. Come over and sit!"

"I invited you here today mainly to express my gratitude. Ever since I took the pill you gave me yesterday, not only have my old injuries from many years ago healed, but I also feel faint signs of a breakthrough in my cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fei's heart stirred.

In Nanli City, he had only heard bits and pieces about cultivators and did not have a deep understanding of them.

He had heard that the first realm of cultivation was called the Qi Refining Realm.

Only those with a talent for cultivation could perceive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then practice specialized Qi Refining techniques to absorb that energy and make it their own; hence, it was called the Qi Refining Realm.

Xunmei, the maid beside Li Ruxue, was in the Qi Refining Realm.

As for how the martial artists on Earth cultivated, Lin Fei had never heard a word about it.

"Mr. Wu..."

"Lin Fei, don't keep calling me Mr. Wu; it sounds too distant. If you're willing, just call me Uncle Wu."

Wu Zhen's attitude was very amiable, without the slightest bit of airs.

Zhou Wangdao looked at Lin Fei with eager eyes and also said: "Lin Fei, I have been friends with Mr. Wu for many years. You can also call me Uncle Zhou; it will make things feel closer."

Lin Fei did not stand on ceremony; after all, these two were prominent figures in Yunzhou, and associating with them would be of great help to him.

"Alright, then I shall accept your kindness. Uncle Wu, Uncle Zhou!"

"Hahaha, good!"

"I have a matter I would like to ask Uncle Wu about."

Wu Zhen poured a cup of coffee for Lin Fei, then waved his hand and said: "What is this about asking or not asking? Just say what's on your mind; I don't like beating around the bush."

"Uncle Wu, I heard before that you are a martial artist. I'm quite curious, how do you martial artists cultivate? Does it require any special talent?"

"Haha, so that's what you're curious about."

To satisfy Lin Fei's curiosity, Wu Zhen began to explain in detail.

"The cultivation of a martial artist is divided into four realms: Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, and Bao Dan."

"Ming Jin focuses on the exertion of external strength, primarily mobilizing the power of the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones."

"An Jin emphasizes the application of internal power, primarily mobilizing the strength of the meridians and internal organs."

"Hua Jin allows one to integrate internal and external power, opening up all the meridians in the body and refining one's own essence and energy into internal force, also known as True Qi."

"Bao Dan is said to be the ability to transform True Qi into a higher form of power, known as Gang Qi."

Lin Fei listened with great interest, and so did Zhou Wangdao.

Wu Yuqing, however, looked uninterested; she had practiced martial arts with Wu Zhen since she was a child, but gave it up later because she found it too tiring and bitter.

"Lin Fei, you aren't thinking of practicing martial arts, are you?"

"If it's possible, I really would like to learn."

Lin Fei looked at Wu Zhen, who was the only martial artist he had encountered so far.

If he could learn from Wu Zhen, he would have some self-defense capability in Nanli City and wouldn't be bullied by a few small-time thugs.

Wu Zhen continued, "Martial arts cannot be learned just by anyone. Many people practice their whole lives and might only grasp the surface, failing to even reach the entry level."

"To achieve anything in martial arts, talent, perseverance, and comprehension are all indispensable. I have practiced for so many years, and yet I am only at the first realm, the Ming Jin stage."

"However, I feel I have already touched the threshold of An Jin. As long as I can trigger resonance in my internal organs, I can reach the An Jin level and greatly increase my strength."

Seeing Lin Fei's disappointed expression, Wu Zhen realized his words might have discouraged him.

"Lin Fei, if you really want to learn, I can teach you."

"Practicing martial arts can strengthen the body, and by learning some techniques and moves, you can have some self-defense ability when facing danger."

Wu Zhen was over fifty years old and was only at the Ming Jin level.

He himself was already twenty-five; if it took another twenty or thirty years to become as skilled as Wu Zhen, then forget it.

Zhou Wangdao spoke up at this moment: "What's the point of learning martial arts? This is a society ruled by law, an era of guns and cannons. No matter how good your martial arts are, can you withstand bullets or shells?"

"If you ask me, Lin Fei, since that old miracle doctor values you so much, you should focus on studying medicine and carrying forward Traditional Chinese Medicine. Especially the art of alchemy and medicine-making; that must be passed down."

A single pill had allowed Lin Fei, who had broken ribs, to recover as if nothing had happened.

A single pill had cured Wu Zhen's chronic injuries of many years.

Zhou Wangdao was filled with longing for the art of alchemy and medicine-making, and he hoped very much to meet the old miracle doctor Lin Fei had mentioned.