Martial Arts to Supremacy

This earth-shattering battle, with its violent energy and the roars of beasts and tigers, had already alarmed all living beings within a radius of several miles.

Before long, a slender yet agile figure gracefully approached, stepping lightly through the branches and leaves of the forest.

She was a woman dressed in a fiery red dress, with a graceful figure, an exceptionally beautiful face, and skin as white as jade. Her eyes and brows carried a cool and otherworldly air. She carried an ancient medicine basket on her back and held a green bamboo cane in her hand. A faint aura of herbal spirits surrounded her.

She landed in the ravaged valley, looked at Li An lying motionless on the ground, and then at the Crimson Flame Tiger that had already died beside her. A hint of surprise flashed in her cold eyes.

She arrived following the aftershocks of the battle, initially expecting a fight between two ferocious beasts, but instead discovered a young man had slain a second-tier Crimson Flame Tiger. However, the young man himself was critically injured. To be able to single-handedly kill a second-tier demon beast at such a young age was indeed a promising talent.

The woman walked slowly to Li An's side, squatted down, and gently placed her slender fingers on his wrist to examine his injury, her brows furrowing slightly.

Li An's meridians were damaged, his physical body was overexerted, and his breath was weak. If he did not receive timely treatment, he would probably not last long.

Without the slightest hesitation, she took out a pearl as white as jade, exuding a rich spiritual energy, from her storage ring. She then took out a water pouch and carefully fed the pill into Li An's mouth, followed by slowly feeding him water to help him swallow the pill.

Then, the woman condensed a wisp of soft, cyan spiritual energy at her fingertips and gently pressed it against Li An's chest. The pure spiritual energy of plants and trees slowly flowed into his body, nourishing his damaged meridians and physical body, and stabilizing his ever-decreasing vitality.

After doing all this, the woman looked at the unconscious Li An, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes. Then she sighed softly, bent down and gently helped him up, leaning him against her shoulder. With a swift movement, she carried him away gracefully towards the edge of the dense forest, leaving only the corpse of the Crimson Flame Tiger in the valley and the mess on the ground.

His consciousness floated in the boundless darkness. Li An felt as if his bones and muscles were being disassembled and reassembled. Every inch of his body was in excruciating pain, but there was also a warm and gentle spiritual energy, like a spring stream, slowly flowing through his limbs and bones, repairing his damaged meridians and overdrawn body.

He didn't know how long he had been in a daze, but he finally managed to lift his heavy eyelids.

The first thing you see is a simple pink gauze curtain, and the air is filled with the faint fragrance of grass and trees, mixed with a refreshing and invigorating atmosphere. It is completely different from the wild atmosphere of the dense forest, and the tranquility makes people feel at peace.

Ang Lee moved his fingers, slowly propped himself up to sit up, and looked around.

He was in an elegant wooden cabin, furnished simply with a wooden bed, a desk, and two bamboo chairs. In the corner sat several pots of lush, verdant spiritual herbs, their leaves shimmering with spiritual light—clearly rare and precious treasures imbued with spiritual energy. The cabin's windows were open, and outside, swirling clouds revealed a series of palaces and pavilions suspended amidst the sea of ​​clouds, their upturned eaves and ethereal mist creating a scene that resembled a fairyland.

A surge of pure and rich spiritual energy flowed into the room from outside the window. Taking a deep breath, I felt refreshed all over, and the pain in my body was relieved considerably.

"here it is……"

Li An was filled with doubt and unease. He remembered that after he fought desperately to kill the Crimson Flame Tiger, he had collapsed from exhaustion and fainted. In his last blurry moments, he seemed to see a figure approaching. Could it be that person who had saved him and brought him here?

He looked down at his shoulder, where the deep claw marks that had exposed bone had disappeared, leaving only faint marks. The fatigue and weakness in his body had also dissipated considerably, indicating that he had received treatment.

Just as Li An was filled with doubt, the door of the wooden house was gently pushed open, and two young disciples dressed in blue Taoist robes walked in. They had jade pendants engraved with cloud patterns hanging from their waists, and their expressions were humble. When they saw Li An who had woken up, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

"You're finally awake!" One of the slightly older disciples stepped forward and said with a smile, "You were unconscious for three days and three nights. If you hadn't woken up, we would have had to ask the elders for permission."

Li An quickly stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Thank you both for your concern. May I ask where this place is? And which senior healed me?"

"This is the Xuantian Sect!" another slightly chubby disciple said loudly with a hint of pride, "The top sect in the entire Southern Region, a sacred cultivation ground that countless cultivators would kill to enter! As for the person who saved you, he is the most precious treasure of our Xuantian Sect, a great figure you could never imagine in your life!"

Xuan Tianzong?

Ang Lee was startled.

Although he had lived in Qingyang City for a long time, he had heard of this resounding name. It was a major cultivation sect standing at the pinnacle of the Southern Region, with countless powerful figures within its ranks, controlling a vast territory, boasting a long history and profound foundation. Compared to a mundane small city like Qingyang City, it was as different as heaven and earth. He had never imagined that one day he would actually be able to step into such a legendary sect.

"Please enlighten me, senior brothers, who exactly is our savior?" Li An suppressed his shock and asked again.

The two disciples exchanged a glance, their gazes towards Li An now filled with envy and awe. Lowering their voices, they said, word by word, "The one who saved you is Su Qingyue, a genius rarely seen in a century within our Xuantian Sect, a Holy Maiden revered by all within the sect!"

Saintess Su Qingyue!

These six words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Ang Lee's mind and leaving him frozen in place, filled with disbelief.

He should have realized that the woman who could so easily enter the heart of the treacherous forest and casually produce a miraculous healing elixir to save his life with pure spiritual energy was no ordinary person. But he never expected that his savior would be the Holy Maiden of the Xuan Tian Sect.

Even in the remote Qingyang City, the name Su Qingyue is widely known. Some say she awakened a high-grade Earth-rank Dharma Aspect, was taken in as a personal disciple by the Xuantian Sect Master, and her cultivation is unfathomable; others say she has the most beautiful appearance in the Southern Region, a noble character, and carries the sect's fortune, making her a destined prodigy who will reach the pinnacle in the future.

Such a lofty and aloof figure, like the bright moon, would actually save a boy who came from an ordinary small town and had no background.

Ang Lee's heart was in turmoil, filled with gratitude for being saved, awkwardness in the face of such a top genius, and an indescribable sense of awe.

He clenched his fists, recalling his determination to leave Qingyang City, explore the heaven-defying path of using his body as a mirror, and break free from his destiny. His resolve grew stronger.

Coming to a top-tier sect like the Xuantian Sect might be the greatest opportunity on his path to defying fate.

"After Her Highness brought you back to the sect, she personally healed your injuries and instructed us to take good care of you. Then she went into seclusion to cultivate." The tall disciple said slowly, seeing the change in Li An's expression. "Your injuries were extremely severe. Your meridians were seriously damaged, and your physical body was exhausted to the extreme. If Her Highness hadn't taken out the sect's treasure, the Pure Spirit Jade Dew Pill, and used her own natal herbal spiritual energy to strengthen your foundation, you would probably have already lost your life."

Upon hearing this, Li An's gratitude deepened. He bowed deeply towards the door, silently vowing, "I will never forget the life-saving grace of Saintess Su Qingyue, and I will repay her a hundredfold in the future!"

"You don't need to be too reserved. Since the Holy Maiden saved you, it is your good fortune." The slightly chubby disciple patted his shoulder. "You were able to kill the second-tier ferocious beast, the Crimson Flame Tiger, so your strength is quite remarkable. If you are willing, you may be able to stay in the sect and become an apprentice of an elder."

Stay at the Xuantian Sect to cultivate?

A burning light instantly ignited in Ang Lee's eyes.

This is his chance!

Qingyang City is small and isolated, with scarce resources, which cannot support his exploration of the Great Dao of using his body as a model. However, Xuantian Sect, as a top sect in the Southern Region, has endless cultivation techniques and secret manuals, abundant cultivation resources, and top-notch teachers to guide him. If he can stay here, his path of defying fate will surely go much further!

He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and bowed solemnly to his two disciples: "Thank you for informing me, senior brothers. If you have any news about Her Highness the Holy Maiden in the future, please let me know. I would like to thank Her Highness in person."

"Of course. We'll take you to see Her Highness once her seclusion ends." The two disciples nodded with smiles. "You've just woken up and your body isn't fully recovered yet. Rest well first, and once your injuries are healed, the sect will arrange your whereabouts."

After saying this, the two gave a few more words of advice to rest well, and then turned and left the wooden house.

The room fell silent again. Li An walked to the window, gazing at the magnificent scene of rolling clouds and towering fairy palaces outside, feeling the extremely rich spiritual energy around him, and clenched his fists tightly.

For the past decade or so, he has been trapped in Qingyang City, bound by fate, and his every move has been difficult.

Now, he has left the mountains and come to the Xuantian Sect. He was rescued by the Holy Maiden and has the opportunity to enter a top-level sect for cultivation.

The jade scroll within his body remained dormant, the golden light and immense power that erupted at the critical moment of life and death still deeply imprinted in his mind. He knew that this mysterious jade scroll was his greatest secret and his greatest reliance in defying fate.

"Saintess Su Qingyue, Xuantian Sect..."

Ang Lee murmured softly, a resolute light flashing in his eyes.

"From this point onward, my destiny, Ang Lee's destiny, will be in my own hands! No matter how many difficulties and obstacles lie ahead, I will embark on that heaven-defying path and completely break free from the shackles of the past!"

Sunlight streamed through the sea of ​​clouds, casting golden rays that fell upon the boy's tall and upright figure.

He stood quietly by the window, recuperating while waiting for his injuries to heal, for the moment to meet the Holy Maiden to express his gratitude, and for the day he would enter the Xuan Tian Sect to cultivate and begin a new life.