Taking a Master: Divine Movement Chapter

When Jia Lie Jun woke from that strange state, he was drenched in cold sweat.

"Kid, are you interested in becoming a Symbol Master?" A somewhat aged voice reached Jia Lie Jun's ears from behind him.

Jia Lie Jun turned around and saw an elderly man with a full head of white hair, yet still brimming with vitality, smiling at him. Jia Lie Jun was delighted. This old man was precisely the reason he had come to the Curio Building. He had been worrying over how to draw the man's attention, only for things to work out without any effort on his part.

However, none of it showed on his face. Wearing a puzzled expression, he asked, "A Symbol Master?"

"That's right, a Symbol Master. The path of a Symbol Master is broad and profound. Symbol Masters do far more than inscribe rune artifacts—high-level Symbol Masters can part rivers and overturn seas with ease. Kid, I can see that you were born with powerful Spiritual Power. You are sure to achieve great things on the path of a Symbol Master. Are you willing to take me as your master?" the old man replied with a smile.

"Master, I'm already fifteen. Isn't it too late for me to begin?" Jia Lie Jun asked hesitantly, looking deeply concerned.

"It isn't. Although you have already missed the best age to begin, your Spiritual Power is strong. It is not too late to start now."

"Master, I am willing to become your disciple." After putting on a thoughtful expression for a moment, Jia Lie Jun gave his answer. Becoming Master Yan's disciple had been his purpose in coming to Flame City. There were three reasons for this. First, he knew very little about the path of Symbol Masters. Having a master to guide him would greatly reduce the difficulty of getting started, and since he was familiar with the plot of Wu Dong, he knew that Master Yan was a decent man. Second, Jia Lie Jun had coveted Flame City's Symbol Master Tower for a long time, but he could not enter it at present. Only by becoming Master Yan's disciple would he have a chance to participate in the Tower Battle and obtain the opportunities within the Symbol Master Tower. Third, he needed someone to back him up. On the Wu Dong Plane, without anyone's protection, his Earthly Origin Realm cultivation was simply not enough.

"Disciple Jia Lie Jun greets Master." Jia Lie Jun immediately stepped forward and performed the ceremony of taking a master.

"Haha, good disciple, get up quickly." Master Yan hurried forward and helped Jia Lie Jun to his feet. He was also overjoyed to have taken in a disciple with such powerful Spiritual Power.

Master Yan took two items from his robes and handed them to Jia Lie Jun, who quickly accepted them and examined them. One was a symbol plaque, while the other was a dry, worn booklet.

"Jun'er, you have only just entered my tutelage, and I have nothing especially precious to give you. I only have this symbol plaque and this book. Once you return, make sure to study them well."

"Thank you, Master."

After bidding farewell to the Symbol Master, Jia Lie Jun rented a room at an inn in Flame City.

Inside the room, Jia Lie Jun took several Yang Yuan Stones from his Universe Bag. With a thought, a ripple came from the Ancestral Stone in his palm. The Yang Yuan Stones, which had originally gleamed with a faint red radiance, rapidly dimmed. In an instant, they turned to powder, while the red energy in his palm condensed into a fiery-red pill the size of a thumb. This was one of the Ancestral Stone's abilities: extracting the essence from medicinal ingredients. He had previously intended to use this ability of the Ancestral Talisman to contend against the Xiao Family, but Jia Lie Jun had discovered that the Ancestral Stone could only extract the essence of one medicinal ingredient at a time and could not extract several at once. A pill made from a single ingredient was far less effective than one refined from a blend of several ingredients, so his plan had immediately fallen apart. However, if Jia Lie Jun learned alchemy, this ability of the Ancestral Stone would surely be of enormous help to him.

Jia Lie Jun took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and popped a Yang Yuan Pill into his mouth. As soon as the pill entered his mouth, he immediately circulated his cultivation technique. A tide-like surge of energy rushed through his meridians toward his limbs and bones, continuously seeping into his bones, meridians, and flesh before finally gathering in his Dantian.

As the tide-like energy poured into his Dantian, Jia Lie Jun could clearly feel the Origin Energy within it growing more vigorous, while his cultivation slowly increased. Once he finished cultivating, Jia Lie Jun opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

With a thought, Jia Lie Jun took out the booklet Master Yan had given him from his Universe Bag. On the cover of the battered booklet were three characters that carried an extraordinary spirit: Divine Movement Chapter. After skimming through it, he discovered that it was a secret manual for cultivating Spiritual Power. Moreover, he found that Spiritual Power on the Wu Dong Plane was the same as Soul Power on the Dou Qi Continent, which greatly excited him. Manuals for cultivating Spiritual Power were also exceedingly rare on the Dou Qi Continent. In his view, the development and application of Spiritual Power on the Dou Qi Continent paled in comparison to the Wu Dong Plane. On the Dou Qi Continent, Spiritual Power was mainly used for alchemy, while on the Wu Dong Plane, it could not only inscribe runes but also be used to attack.

Putting away the Divine Movement Chapter, Jia Lie Jun slowly closed his eyes, sat with his five centers facing heaven, and focused his gaze on his nose, his nose on his heart.

"Spirit divides into yin and yang; the movement of spirit is the beginning of life..."

Jia Lie Jun began circulating the obscure and difficult incantation in his heart. As the incantation operated, his mind gradually concentrated. After roughly half an hour, Jia Lie Jun felt a dizzy spell in his mind, and strands of Spiritual Power slowly seeped out from his mind and spread outward. As his Spiritual Power extended, the eyes-closed Jia Lie Jun once more clearly saw the scene within the room. Then his vision expanded further, until his invisible Spiritual Power drifted through the air and the entire inn was reflected in his mind.

The spread of Spiritual Power was unstoppable, passing through walls and penetrating the ground. Yet the people in the inn were completely unaware of Jia Lie Jun's probing. This peculiar sight felt quite novel to him. Compared with Dou Qi and Origin Energy, Spiritual Power seemed more ethereal and elusive, but this power truly existed.

If I had this ability in modern society, hehe... Jia Lie Jun thought lasciviously.

Once the novelty wore off, Jia Lie Jun withdrew his Spiritual Power. Lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, he did not know what he was thinking about before he gradually drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, a faint sound woke him. Light footsteps came from the roof. Jia Lie Jun used his Spiritual Power to sense the situation above and saw a masked man carefully lift a roof tile before tossing a pill into the room. The moment the pill landed, wisps of smoke drifted out from it. Jia Lie Jun immediately held his breath.

"He actually wants to rob me. He's courting death." Jia Lie Jun had not dared to fall into a deep sleep while traveling alone. He carried a substantial fortune on him. He knew very well that his actions at the Curio Building today would inevitably arouse envy. Though he had become Master Yan's disciple, there was no guarantee that desperate criminals would not come after him, so he had remained on full alert.

Jia Lie Jun quietly mobilized the Origin Energy in his body and suddenly clenched both fists. Golden Origin Energy surged toward them, rapidly gathering over the surface of his fists to form small vortices as he prepared for battle at any moment. After some time, the masked man jumped down from the roof into the room. Seizing the opportunity, Jia Lie Jun sprang up and drove his fists, carrying a powerful gust of wind, toward the robber's chest.