Journey Through the Heavens: Starting with Chinese Martial Arts!

Inside the villa, Chen Yuanhuang had changed into a looser white outfit and was sitting on the sofa with her long, white legs spread out, a cup of coffee on the coffee table in front of her.

Chen Jueshang sat beside him.

"The first World Martial Arts Tournament was held three years ago. At that time, there were only two masters of Divine Strength, and both of them were from China."

"The seeker you just saw is one of them. The other one is my master, the founder of Xingyi School, and the first master of Chinese martial arts to achieve the highest level of divine strength."

When Chen Yuanhuang said this, Chen Jueshang felt that her eyes seemed to dim a little.

However, her tone remained unchanged, even very calm. Coupled with her attitude towards the seekers of the Dao, Chen Jueshang felt that there was something going on.

"The concept of the first World Martial Arts Tournament was proposed by the Seekers of the Dao, but at that time, the one who had gone the furthest in the Divine Strength realm was my master. So, he and the Seekers of the Dao gathered masters from all over the world in an attempt to break through to the Divine Strength realm."

Chen Yuanhuang picked up his coffee, took a sip to moisten his throat, and continued, "Unfortunately, they failed. My master failed his breakthrough and died. Before he died, he said that the road ahead had come to an end. Do you know what those words mean?"

Chen Jueshang knew, of course, that this statement was tantamount to declaring in the martial arts world that "there are no immortals in a certain world, and immortality is a lie"—it was like dropping a nuclear weapon.

He nodded: "Release the little boy in Hiroshima."

"Pretty much. Although it caused a sensation at the time, it also strengthened the resolve of many martial arts masters to pursue the Dao. They all wanted to become people above the Divine Strength level, but does the Divine Strength level really exist?" Chen Yuanhuang sneered.

"So you hate seekers of the Dao?" Chen Jueshang asked.

Chen Yuanhuang shook his head: "I don't hate him, it's just that I feel uncomfortable when I see him. Now that I am Dan Jin, I understand my master's choice back then. Even if there were no seekers of the Dao, he would have done the same thing. It was just a matter of time."

After saying that, she glanced at the clock on the wall, stretched, and said, "Alright, you've heard the story, it's getting late, you can get lost now. Xiaoyuxin will be here soon."

Chen Jueshang got up and left.

……

For the next month, Chen Jueshang came to Chen Yuanhuang's place every day to learn boxing. In the evenings, he would go back to soak in medicinal baths and drink medicinal food to strengthen his physical body and prepare for breaking through to the third stage of transformation.

Without the meat of wild beasts to replenish his depleted qi and blood, and with the food in the martial arts world having low energy content (even ordinary meat has higher energy than the food in the martial arts world), his strength improvement was like a tortoise crawling, and he couldn't speed up at all.

Of course, although the improvement in strength is slow, with the blessing of the Heavenly Overlord Body, Chen Jueshang can feel himself getting stronger every day. Not only is his physical body improving, but his origin is also accumulating, constantly increasing the foundation of his lower limit.

A towering building rises from the ground!

Of course, it wasn't just his physical body that was improving; Chen Jueshang's boxing skills were also progressing, even faster than his physical body, improving at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.

All of this is inseparable from the powerful talent and comprehension brought by the Origin Ten.

During this month, Chen Jueshang took a lot of things from Chen Yuanhuang, first internal and external martial arts, then external martial arts, acupuncture and massage techniques.

Chen Yuanhuang did not complain about this and continued to teach him everything she knew. She was even happy that Chen Jueshang could learn all of her knowledge, which could be considered as finding a new successor for Xingyi School.

In contrast, Zhao Yuxin was still building her foundation, practicing a few rudimentary moves and trying to close her pores and lock in her essence.

……

Chen Jueshang stood in front of Chen Yuanhuang's villa. Compared to a month ago, he hadn't changed much, but his strength was even greater than before.

According to the martial arts world's ranking system, Chen Jueshang has already reached the peak of Ming Jin (明劲). If he were to advance further, he would become a master of An Jin (暗劲).

However, this one step is enough to kill off countless geniuses!

To enter the realm of hidden strength, one must seek inspiration, that is, the power of the mind.

Ming Jin (manifest strength) only requires accumulating power, but An Jin (hidden strength) requires understanding the true meaning of power and cannot be achieved through mere hard work.

Just as Chen Jueshang was about to knock on the door, the villa door suddenly opened from the inside with a "snap," and Chen Yuanhuang stood in the entryway, glancing at him with her phoenix eyes lowered: "Peak of Ming Jin, that's pretty fast."

Chen Jueshang said, "I'm leaving. I came to say goodbye before I go. After all, you taught me martial arts. It's not my style to leave without a word."

Chen Yuanhuang nodded.

……

Chen Jueshang left Tianxing Lake without taking anything with him, wearing only a thin black garment, and walked away.

Aside from saying goodbye to Chen Yuanhuang, he didn't see any other people he knew but wasn't very close to.

This month, in mid-September, the autumn air is cool, and the tree canopies along the roadside are already covered with some yellowing leaves, while some withered yellow leaves have fallen to the ground.

Chen Jueshang walked from southeast to north, practicing his martial arts along the road while completely absorbed in his practice, but he spent most of his time appreciating the beautiful scenery.

Time marches on, and so does he.

Along the way, he saw many small animals, such as eagles soaring in the sky, birds eating insects, and stray cats hiding in dark corners.

Humans struggle to make a living, and animals also clash over survival.

Chen Jueshang was walking in Luocheng when he happened to pass by the city library. He went inside and saw many people looking for and reading books.

He casually picked up a book that read "A Collection of Ancient and Modern Poems," and instead of putting it back, he went straight to a corner to sit down and start reading.

……

As autumn fades into winter, snow begins to fall in the north.

Chen Jueshang was still wearing a thin outfit, and the black and white canvas shoes on his feet had long since turned gray from the wear and tear of time.

He left Los Angeles and continued walking along the highway.

Chen Jueshang didn't actually know where he was, and Luo Cheng only found out by chance, but he didn't care. He just followed his heart.

For the past three months, Chen Jueshang has stopped practicing boxing. He spends his time walking around, appreciating nature in the wild, experiencing the warmth of everyday life, reading books, relaxing, and purifying his mind.

Chen Jueshang arrived in Qing Province. The terrain gradually rose, and he continued forward on the soft snow. A cold wind blew, feeling like it was cutting him.

However, this was useless against Chen Jueshang. His skin was so tough that even swords and knives couldn't cut it. Let alone a cold wind like a knife, even a blowing blade couldn't hurt him.

Chen Jueshang entered a small village, which was a tourist attraction. Looking up, he could see a mountain range that stretched for an unknown number of kilometers, magnificent and majestic, looking like a group of white jade peaks.

After making inquiries, Chen Jueshang learned the name of the mountain range: Wangmu Qunxian Mountain, with the highest peak called Wangmu Mountain!

In mythology, the Queen Mother lived on the top of Wangmu Mountain, where palaces were like a forest, celestial mists swirled, nectar flowed like a lake, and elixirs formed a sea.

Chen Jueshang left the village and headed towards the mountains. The power of his origin made him fearless of the cold, and his physique changed with the seasons, making him warm in winter and cool in summer.