Compared to him, the Martial Saint Body is nothing!

Hu Lianfeng turned to stone the moment he heard Ye Wudao's words.

After a long while, he asked in disbelief, "Are you saying that you didn't intentionally practice, but rather your technique is running on its own?"

Ye Wudao nodded. "That is the feeling I have!"

"I don't need to intentionally practice; the technique just runs automatically."

Hu Lianfeng could no longer remain calm upon hearing this. He hurried to Ye Wudao's side and grabbed his right hand, the one not encased in a plaster cast.

The next second, he froze.

Inside Ye Wudao's body, there was indeed a faint strand of true qi flowing slowly.

Normally, true qi only travels along the meridians according to the technique's path when one is actively practicing.

Under ordinary circumstances, true qi remains stored within the dantian.

The so-called Body Tempering stage is essentially the process of absorbing spiritual energy from the air, converting it into true qi, and using that true qi to continuously refine the body.

However, this process is only effective when one is actively practicing a technique.

Ye Wudao was not even in a meditative state, yet the true qi was circulating within him; this was completely beyond his scope of understanding.

He looked at Ye Wudao and asked softly, "When did you first discover this situation?"

Ye Wudao played dumb. "The moment you taught me the Northern Dark Divine Art, it was already like this!"

Hu Lianfeng was completely stunned. He let go of Ye Wudao's hand and muttered to himself, "Could it really be the legendary Martial Saint Body?"

"The Martial Saint Body? I actually encountered this kind of constitution?"

"Did my master manifest his spirit?"

Coming back to his senses, he looked at Ye Wudao and said solemnly, "I am not sure what exactly is going on with you. We will have to wait for Elder Qin to return and take a look."

"Elder Qin is knowledgeable and experienced, and he is a cultivator at the early stage of the Xiantian realm. He should know what is happening."

Ye Wudao nodded without saying a word.

He knew perfectly well what was going on with him.

What Martial Saint Body?

He had never even heard of it.

He was simply cheating!

Hu Lianfeng glanced at Ye Wudao, returned to his own bed, and fell into a daze.

Bored, Ye Wudao sat on his bed, stared at his system panel, and also entered a daze.

About half an hour later, a notification appeared on the system panel.

<strong>[Your technique, Northern Dark Divine Art, has reached the minor completion stage. You feel joyful, accelerating automatic cultivation. Technique proficiency +80/minute, realm experience +8/minute.]</strong>

<strong>[Your Northern Dark Divine Art has reached minor completion; realm experience +200!]</strong>

The Northern Dark Divine Art had advanced from the entry level to minor completion, and the efficiency of its automatic cultivation had increased once again.

However, the proficiency requirement for the Northern Dark Divine Art had also jumped from ten thousand to one hundred thousand.

At its current cultivation speed, it would advance to major completion in twenty hours.

At the same time, he felt a massive surge of warmth appear in his abdomen, which began to dart through his body along his meridians.

This surge of warmth was significantly thicker than before, and wherever it passed, his body trembled slightly.

After a long while, all of this potent warmth returned to his dantian in his abdomen.

"Mmm..."

The sensation was so comfortable that he couldn't help but let out a moan.

Hu Lianfeng, who was nearby, heard the moan and turned to look at Ye Wudao.

When he saw the faint, shimmering spiritual energy on the surface of Ye Wudao's body, he froze.

"Mi... minor completion?"

He looked at Ye Wudao in disbelief, exclaiming in surprise.

He practiced the Northern Dark Divine Art himself, so he knew that this was the result of true qi leaking out because the meridians had not yet adapted to the powerful energy when the technique broke through to minor completion.

This situation would only last for a minute or two; once all the true qi returned to the dantian, the energy on the surface of the body would be completely absorbed.

"Five hours! The technique reached minor completion!"

When this thought surfaced in his mind, he felt completely overwhelmed!

He had practiced for half his life, and his Northern Dark Divine Art had only reached the major completion stage, still some distance away from perfection.

Yet for Ye Wudao, only five hours had passed since he started practicing.

If Ye Wudao reaching the entry level of the Northern Dark Divine Art earlier could be dismissed as a fluke, then his reaching minor completion now was purely a matter of martial talent.

Entry level and minor completion were simply not in the same league.

The so-called entry level of a cultivation technique merely signifies a preliminary grasp of its circulation path, with the technique's operational speed remaining relatively slow.

In contrast, the minor completion stage means the technique has been mastered to a high degree, allowing one to enter a meditative state at will, which significantly boosts cultivation efficiency.

He looked at Ye Wudao, only one thought crossing his mind: Have I lived half my life in vain?

He turned to glance at the clock on the wall and said softly, "Elder Qin and the others should be back in about five hours."

He then looked back at Ye Wudao and asked in a deep voice, "If your cultivation technique can cultivate automatically, what about your martial arts?"

Ye Wudao did not hide anything; since he was going to play the genius, he might as well play the part convincingly.

He nodded and said, "My martial arts seem to be cultivating automatically as well. I have a feeling that after some time, the essence of certain martial arts just appears in my mind."

"But I'm not sure if that's actually the martial arts cultivating on their own!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Lianfeng was struck dumb, standing there like a wooden chicken.

He said with some excitement, "Perform the Eight Extremes Fist for me. I want to see what level your Eight Extremes Fist has reached."

However, when he saw the casts on Ye Wudao's hands and feet, he quickly shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's wait until your injuries have healed!"

After speaking, he looked up at the ceiling and muttered, "Master, is that you manifesting? Sending such a freak to my side?"

Ye Wudao watched the muttering Hu Lianfeng, speechless.

After a long while, he said softly, "Master, I'm a bit tired. I'm going to sleep for a while."

Hu Lianfeng replied hurriedly, "Go ahead and sleep! You're injured and need to rest well."

Ye Wudao nodded, slowly lay down, and closed his eyes.

He had been through a lot today and was truly exhausted.

He had been transferred from the detention center to the prison, awakened his system, been taken as a disciple by Hu Lianfeng, and even sustained injuries in the Rift World.

He felt that this single day had been more eventful than the last eighteen years of his life combined.

As he thought about it, he drifted into a deep sleep.

"Disciple... wake up..."

He didn't know how much time had passed before he heard Hu Lianfeng calling him.

Opening his eyes, three heads appeared before him.

Hu Lianfeng was calling him, while Zhang Hankuang looked at him with curiosity.

Qin Tianlong had his hand on Ye Wudao's wrist, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Strange! Truly strange!"

"This kid's cultivation technique is running even while he sleeps, and his body is being continuously reinforced by his internal energy."

"In all my years, this is the first time I've encountered such a situation."

Seeing that Ye Wudao was awake, Qin Tianlong released his wrist and continued to mutter softly.

Hu Lianfeng looked at Qin Tianlong anxiously and asked, "Elder Qin, is this the Martial Saint Body?"

Qin Tianlong shook his head. "To be honest, I have never seen a Martial Saint Body myself."

"Such a constitution only exists in ancient texts and legends."

"However, the Martial Saint Body recorded in ancient texts only suggests that cultivation is easy and that techniques and martial arts are understood instantly; it never mentions a situation like this."

"I have never seen or even heard of a cultivation technique that cultivates automatically."

"Could it be some kind of special constitution?"

Hu Lianfeng felt a sense of helplessness upon hearing Qin Tianlong's words.

Since even Qin Tianlong, a powerhouse of the Xiantian Realm, didn't know what was going on, he dared not make any rash guesses.

Qin Tianlong looked at the bleary-eyed Ye Wudao and asked softly, "Kid, do you feel any discomfort?"

Ye Wudao nodded and said, "My arms and calves still hurt a bit, and the scrapes have scabbed over, but it's nothing serious."

Qin Tianlong looked at Ye Wudao helplessly and said in a deep voice, "I'm not asking about your injuries from the fall; I'm asking if you feel any discomfort while cultivating!"

Ye Wudao shook his head. "No! I feel quite good!"

Qin Tianlong scrutinized Ye Wudao carefully, then patted Hu Lianfeng on the shoulder. "Old Hu, you've truly struck gold."

"Although I don't know exactly what his situation is, compared to him, the Martial Saint Body is nothing!"

"Automatic cultivation of techniques and martial arts—I have truly never heard of such a thing!"

"Indeed, the world is vast, and there is no shortage of wonders!"