Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Junior Brother Lin was born to humble beginnings, the son of a fisherman in the village. Winning first place in the county duels was enough to bring honor to his family; he absolutely didn’t need to take such a difficult path of cultivation and opt for the Spiritual Soldier Grade... Who dares to say Junior Brother Lin isn’t a genius?

A Grade-Entering Martial Artist is enough to create a monumental change for the Lin Family.

Choosing such a path, is he courting hardship?

When Junior Brother Lin chose the road of the Extreme Martial Arts Path, there was a lot of criticism in Poyang County. Some said Junior Brother Lin had lost his mind after taking first place.

Some said Junior Brother Lin didn’t know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and that it wouldn’t be long before he would revert to being an ordinary Martial Artist.

But she always believed in Junior Brother Lin, someone who worked part-time to pay for his martial arts studies couldn’t possibly let temporary achievement go to his head.

And facts have given all those who underestimated Junior Brother Lin a loud slap in the face.

Seven times enshrined on Martial Arts Mountain, breaking the historical records of Liang, a model Martial Path student of Jiangnan Dao, a model Martial Path student of Liang, standing alone against Martial Artists of Xiang Kingdom and Zheng Kingdom at Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy, three arrows shot continuously at the Beichen brothers, first on the Hidden Dragon List’s Human List, eighth on the Earth List...

This was just the beginning of Junior Brother Lin’s path of glory on the Martial Path, Jiang Qing believed that in no time, Junior Brother Lin’s name would resound throughout the Nine Kingdoms.

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”Did he really succeed in Nine Revolutions?”

Liang Xun’s eyes were filled with disbelief. He had also read about Lin Chen’s martial arts training experiences, but as a descendant of the Celestial Royal Family, he found it hard to empathize with many of Lin Chen’s experiences.

But regarding the Nine Revolutions True Blood Viscera Cultivation Method, he had firsthand experience.

The royal family has had no lack of resources or talents for three hundred years, yet no one succeeded.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would’ve laughed it off if anyone told him someone had cultivated the Nine Revolutions Technique to completion.

”The Nine Revolutions are complete, Lin Chen is now attempting to enter the grade, which may take several days. There’s no need to wait in the yard.”

Kong Qifeng spoke with a cheerful expression, looking at Junior Brother Hua with good spirits: ”Junior Brother Hua, today I’ll meet some of the Martial Arts Academy’s disciples, then I must return to the capital.”

As the Minister of Martial Affairs, Kong Qifeng had much to deal with, especially now that several kingdoms have sealed off the borders of the Liang Kingdom, reducing many Martial Path resources. Many matters about resource allocation among academies need his final decision.

”Alright, I’ll arrange that now.”

Hua Qianwu nodded. It wasn’t publicly known that Lord Kong was visiting, and the disciples at Canglan Martial Arts Academy weren’t aware of it either. His visit would certainly motivate the disciples.

Lord Kong, being a Minister of Martial Affairs and a First-Grade Martial Artist, had very high prestige among the disciples.

”Would His Highness like to join Lord Kong in seeing our academy’s disciples?”

”There’s no need, the rules of the royal family are clear.”

Liang Xun hastily refused. Their royal family rarely interacted with the talents of Liang, mainly engaging with the officials of the Imperial Court.

This was a rule set by the Grand Ancestor.

As for the reasons behind this rule, Liang Xun didn’t know. Many secrets were known only to the emperor.

Hua Qianwu looked at Jiang Qing, who shook her head: ”I’ll stay here with Lin Chen.”

Hua Qianwu didn’t oppose Jiang Qing’s decision to stay. Although Lin Chen’s Nine Revolutions had succeeded, making entering the grade seem like a natural progress, someone still needed to watch over him, and Jiang Qing was the most suitable person to stay.

With Kong Qifeng and Liang Xun departing the courtyard, Jiang Qing’s beautiful eyes were fixed on Lin Chen; she wanted to witness the moment Junior Brother Lin entered the grade firsthand.

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Lin Chen stood in a copper vat, brilliant light emanating from his acupoints, while within his dantian, the golden figure spun rapidly. The radiant light from the Spirit Platform intermingled with the phantasmal shadow of an ice-blue flood dragon, creating an intricate pattern; the residual red-gold traces of Celestial Gang Thunderfire moved like a wandering dragon throughout his meridians.

Closing his eyes and focusing, countless scenes from past training surged within the depths of Lin Chen’s mind.

The sharpness of arrows piercing the air, the roaring explosiveness of the palm wind, the weighty force of the Mountain-Subduing Body Tempering... Completely different Martial Path wills surged like a torrent, causing searing pain from the depths of his divine soul.

”The purer the Martial Path will, the better...”

Brother Pei’s advice echoed in his ears. Lin Chen knew that if he chose one path now, he could easily enter the grade, which would facilitate subsequent tier advancement.

But whether it was the Wind and Cloud Palm or the Fear of Death Arrow, or the Mountain Suppressing Chart, he couldn’t abandon them.

”Since I chose the path of Extreme Martial Arts and began with the Nine Revolutions of Refining the Viscera, every choice has been a difficult one. There’s no reason to give up at the point of entering the grade.”

Resolute determination filled Lin Chen’s eyes. At this moment, within the depths of his mind, he began to continuously transform all the cultivation techniques he had learned over the past two years. After each transformation, his five viscera trembled simultaneously, causing waves of Qi Blood to rush toward the golden figure in his dantian.

The golden figure in the dantian started climbing upward toward the Spirit Platform under the impetus of the Qi Blood...

A day later.

The golden figure grasped the threshold of the Spirit Platform, and in the next moment, leaped into it.

The Spirit Platform trembled, causing the golden sun to emit its most brilliant light, with the ice-blue dragon shadow roaring wildly, exuding tendrils of ice-blue energy.

Bang!

The door of the Spirit Platform closed.

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Jiang Qing’s bright eyes focused, witnessing the light around Lin Chen dissipate; his entire being seemed to return to essence, even the aura of a Martial Artist was concealed, leaving only the perception of deep, steady breaths.

”Junior Brother Lin’s path to entering the grade is indeed different from other Martial Artists.”

Given Jiang Qing’s background, she naturally understood how other Martial Artists enter the grade: at the peak of their aura, merging all their Qi Blood and the spirit of their Spirit Soldier into one to leap into the grade.

But Lin Chen’s situation of suddenly concealing his aura was unheard of.

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Five days later.

At the break of dawn.

Lin Chen abruptly opened his eyes, a golden light glinted in them, his whole being radiating an aura of hidden depth and steadfast strength.

With a simple raise of his hand, he effortlessly executed the seventh move of Wind and Cloud Palm, which shattered an ancient tree ten feet away that’d need two people to encompass.

The sudden disturbance caused Jiang Qing, who had her gaze lowered, to open her bright eyes, just in time to see the copper vat burst apart, with Lin Chen standing mid-air on the sparse splinters of Cold Marrow Liquid.

”Junior Brother Lin!”

Jiang Qing softly called, a look of excitement blooming on her delicate face.

Lin Chen looked at Senior Sister Jiang below; with a thought, he shot through the air like lightning. The next moment, Jiang Qing felt a hand around her waist, and then they were airborne.

The young man clasped the young woman’s waist as they gazed at each other, close enough to touch.

The young woman gently closed her eyes, breathing softly as orchids, while the young man felt the softness of her body and looked at her tender red lips, ready to...

”Oh dear, my timing couldn’t be worse.”

An untimely voice interrupted, Liang Xun appeared at the courtyard door; he rushed over upon hearing the commotion, only to stumble upon this scene.

The young woman’s face flushed with a blush, body slightly stiff, but in the next moment, her lips softly brushed against Lin Chen’s mouth, his pupil constricting, understanding fully her shy demeanor with closed eyes.

When affection runs deep, how can one bear to let it down?

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After several heartbeats, the two silhouettes gracefully landed on the ground.

At the same time, Hua Qianwu and Liang Xun, as if precisely timing it, stepped in after the two figures had separated.

Upon entering, Hua Qianwu’s gaze fell on Lin Chen, and after a brief pause, he suddenly laughed heartily: ”Excellent, Lin Chen, excellent!”

The biggest difference between Grade-Entering Martial Artists and non-Grade-Entering Martial Artists lies in the divine soul.

While the subtle presence in the divine soul might be imperceptible to the ordinary, Hua Qianwu, being a Second-Grade Martial Artist, could certainly sense it.

Lin Chen at that moment was like the rising sun.

”Finally, after three hundred years in Liang, there is a second Martial Artist who has cultivated the Nine Revolutions True Blood Viscera Cultivation Method to perfection, entering the grade in one leap.”