Tianxin Style and the Sacred Temple

The Shaze Plains were already very close to the Da Qingshan Mountains. After flying for a short while, a towering mountain range appeared before their eyes – the nameless Primeval Mountains!

The mountain range stretched across, and after flying over a few hills, the Da Qingshan Mountains came into view.

They had entered the Qingshan Town territory by now. Mu Yang flew for a bit longer before descending from the sky. He walked along a country road with April. Farmers busy with their work occasionally passed by, greeting Mu Yang as they saw him. However, a hint of fear flashed across their faces when they saw the Little Blue Dragon following behind them.

April was amazed. She noticed that ever since they arrived here, it seemed like everyone knew this big brother beside her and treated her with the same kindness as those good people who had helped her, making her feel unafraid.

Of course, they seemed terrified of "Little Card," even though "Little Card" was so cute!

Thump, thump, thump. Little Card disliked crowded places, especially being stared at by unusual eyes. It quickly trotted to Mu Yang and April's side, poking its head out, which made April giggle.

"Oh, Mu Yang, you're back! Huh, who is this little girl?"

Upon returning to the Tianxin Style's base, Aisafu and his wife, Alice, who had received news from the villagers, came out to greet them. Seeing the little girl and a young blue dragon accompanying Mu Yang, the couple looked puzzled.

"Master, Mistress..." Mu Yang smiled and greeted them. Then, they all entered the house together. The Little Blue Dragon, being too large, couldn't fit through the door and had to be arranged to stay in the courtyard for the time being.

Inside, Alice had already poured tea, and fruits were laid out on the coffee table. Mu Yang handed an apple to April and then recounted everything he knew about April and the Ophiuchus Legion to Aisafu.

After listening, Aisafu slammed the table in anger, "Those Ophiuchus Legion scoundrels are truly despicable."

Mistress Alice looked at the little girl, who was just over five years old, and felt a surge of sympathy. She hugged April close and said with concern, "Poor child, you've truly suffered, wandering alone out here for over half a year."

April, held by Alice, stared blankly, clutching the apple, and called out to Mu Yang in confusion, "Brother..."

Mu Yang smiled and said to her, "This is my Mistress. You can think of her as your own mother."

"Yes, yes, think of me as your mother." Alice was a kind woman. Looking at April's adorable appearance, she was reminded of her own daughter, Meixia, who lived in the southern region and whom she hadn't seen in a long time.

"Oh, look at you now. Come with me to take a bath first. I still have Meixia's clothes from when she was little. We'll buy you some new ones at the next market."

"Mhm." A warmth flowed through April as she nodded softly, barely audible.

And so, after April was led away by Alice to take a bath, looking bewildered, only Mu Yang and his master, Aisafu, were left in the room.

A brief silence.

Looking at his disciple who had just returned, Aisafu broke the quiet and said happily, "Mu Yang, you performed very well at the Martial Arts Tournament. You've brought fame to our Tianxin Style."

Mu Yang smiled faintly, looking at Aisafu's pleased expression, and said nothing.

"You don't know, when Xis first wrote to tell me you won the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament, I couldn't believe it. How could I not know my disciple's strength? It wasn't until Xis returned and personally recounted the events of the tournament that I believed it was all true."

"Good lad, you really know how to hide your strength, even deceiving your teacher! You kept quiet and actually came back with a championship!" Aisafu's heart still felt a thrill when he thought about the commotion the entire Tianxin Style had when Xis returned.

"Master, it wasn't that I wanted to hide it, but at that time, I genuinely didn't anticipate my own strength." Mu Yang chuckled lightly. He knew that his victory was entirely due to the fact that the older generation of martial artists hadn't participated.

Aisafu waved his hand, indicating his understanding. "I understand. I underestimated your growth rate."

"I heard from Xis that you've completely mastered the release of 'Tianxin Ki'?"

"Yes." Mu Yang nodded.

After speaking, Mu Yang flipped over his palm, forming his fingers into a sword. A brilliant blue light rose from his fingertips – a ball of energy the size of a glass marble.

Seeing this, Aisafu gasped, as if witnessing something incredible, his eyes widening. "Your mastery of Ki cultivation has reached such a proficient level!"

"This is the result of my training outside during this period," Mu Yang said with a faint smile. He waved his hand, dispersing the Ki Blast.

"Hahaha, good, good! It seems you've far surpassed me. Perhaps no one in the entire Tianxin Style is your match anymore." Aisafu's face flushed as if he'd had a drink, and he shouted excitedly, "Quick, tell me how you spent these past six months and how your strength increased so much."

Mu Yang nodded and slowly began to tell Aisafu about his experiences over the past six months.

When he mentioned visiting Meixia at the Superpower Academy after training outside for a while, Aisafu's face also showed a trace of longing. Later, when he spoke of visiting Meixia and then heading to Karin's Holy Land to challenge Karin Tower, Aisafu showed a look of sudden realization.

"So that's it. No wonder I felt something unfathomable in your demeanor and actions when I first saw you. Every movement was so casual, yet seemed filled with deep meaning. So, you received guidance from Karin the Immortal." Aisafu said with a sigh.

The thought that his disciple had successfully climbed Karin Tower and received guidance from Karin the Immortal was something that would draw immense envy if revealed. This was far more astonishing than winning the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

After all, the last person to climb Karin Tower was Master Mutian, known as the "God of Martial Arts"!

"Karin the Immortal's guidance has benefited me greatly. Furthermore, he promised that if I reach a level he deems worthy, he would recommend me to an even more sacred place for cultivation."

Mu Yang told his teacher truthfully.

At this moment, Aisafu's expression turned serious. He murmured, "A more sacred place... could it be the Sacred Temple in the Heavenly Realm..."

"Master, you know about the Sacred Temple?" Mu Yang asked, surprised.

Aisafu nodded and said with emotion, "I do know a little. Speaking of which, it's a secret passed down in our Tianxin Style since ancient times. I doubt anyone in the martial arts world, besides our Tianxin Style, knows that above Karin Tower lies a legendary Sacred Temple."

Hearing this, Mu Yang was somewhat surprised.

Aisafu continued, "Actually, the inheritance of our Tianxin Style is not simple. It is said that a long time ago, some seniors resided in that legendary Sacred Temple. Unfortunately, a great disaster over two hundred and fifty years ago almost destroyed the entire martial arts world. Our Tianxin Style also suffered heavy losses and has not been able to recover its former glory to this day."

"But it's all good now. I see a glimmer of hope in you." Aisafu looked at Mu Yang, his heart filled with emotion, and he became even more satisfied with his disciple.

Mu Yang, however, was somewhat taken aback. Hearing his master's words, it seemed that some seniors of the Tianxin Style had resided in the Sacred Temple. Could they have been Kami, or disciples of Kami? In any case, they must have been extraordinary.

As for the disaster over two hundred and fifty years ago, he speculated that it must have been the catastrophe when King Piccolo rampaged through the human world.

No wonder Korin looked upon him favorably, even wanting to recommend him to cultivate in the Sacred Temple. If it was because a senior from his style had resided in the Sacred Temple or held a position as a divine being, then it made sense that Korin would value him a bit more.

Could it be... that he was benefiting from the good graces of a Tianxin Style predecessor?

The more Mu Yang thought about it, the more likely it seemed. At this point, considering the similar principles between the martial arts of the Tianxin Style and Karin Tower's martial arts, he suddenly understood. It was likely that this was also an inheritance passed down from the Sacred Temple.