The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

The number of Dao Fields within the Federation is vast. Many newly established smaller Dao Fields adopt a family legacy system, whereas an establishment like the Heaven-Filling Dojo is entirely different. Even though its origins stem from the now deceased Mi Tian Martial God, after relocating to the Glazed Star System and undergoing continuous development, multiple branches have emerged within the dojo. The martial arts styles passed down are no longer limited to the Mi Tian lineage.

Apart from the administrative management personnel, each generation’s Grandmaster of the Heaven-Filling Dojo holds the highest respect within the dojo during their tenure and can be regarded as the most powerful contemporary figure of the Heaven-Filling Dojo!

As Ji Yuan’s words fell, the eyes of several seated individuals focused on the above light screen.

Sipping tea, watching the film.

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At the same time.

The courtyard where Qin Jin resided, usually quite serene, was now filled with a clamor. A group of people marched towards the courtyard entrance. As they stared at the tightly closed door, the noise gradually subsided.

After exchanging glances, the people leading the front, one of them with a solemn demeanor, took a step forward and spoke out, his strong voice reverberating all around.

”Zhong Xuanwu of the Heaven-Filling Dojo, here to pay a visit.”

His voice was full of vigor.

Gazes locked tightly onto the entrance gate of the courtyard.

Despite feeling furious inside, they were at the Heaven-Filling Dojo. They were disciples of the Heaven-Filling Dojo, representing its dignity, and would absolutely not act rashly by barging in and behaving disrespectfully.

Otherwise, they’d only make a laughingstock of themselves.

Outside the courtyard, all was quiet.

After waiting several seconds without response, Zhong Xuanwu’s expression darkened slightly, and he called out again, ”Qin Jin, please reveal yourself.”

This time.

As his voice fell, the door quietly opened, and a voice came from within: ”What’s the matter?”

Once the words fell.

All eyes converged there.

Soon, a young man with a tall and straight figure emerged from the courtyard.

In casual attire, he appeared rather relaxed, yet his brows bore a look of seriousness, with intermittent flashes of power reflected in his eyes, seemingly engaged in some kind of deduction and calculation.

Qin Jin!

Seeing him finally appear, another voice rang out behind Zhong Xuanwu: ”You are Qin Jin of the Wuyuan Academy?”

”I am.”

Before they arrived, Qin Jin was engaged in cultivation and deduction, which had nearly come to a halt now. As he scanned the crowd, he spoke in a steady tone, ”What guidance do you have?”

In front.

Zhong Xuanwu fixed his deep gaze on him, speaking slowly: ”Qin Jin.”

He articulated the name with care: ”The secret transmission of the dojo is about to begin, and you, an outsider, have taken one of the spots.”

”I don’t know what the dojo intends, and it has bestowed the grace of legacy upon me, so I will not question this.”

”I merely want to know.”

”What exactly do you have, that made the dojo break precedent for you to join the secret transmission? Also, I seek to learn where exactly I fall short.”

As he spoke, his voice grew louder: ”Zhong Xuanwu from the Heaven-Filling Dojo requests your guidance.”

With his words, a commotion arose among the crowd.

Qin Jin remained calm, looking at Zhong Xuanwu, fully aware that, with his words, Zhong Xuanwu’s fighting spirit continuously solidified, surging like a tide.

Switching his gaze, he looked towards the other people at the forefront of the group: ”Are you here for the same reason?”

”Please guide us.”

”I’ve heard that Martial Abyss has quite a reputation in the Corridor Star System, with numerous martial arts prodigies emerging. I wish to see for myself.”

”Why should outsiders be easily involved in our Heaven-Filling Dojo’s secret transmission? If you want to participate, overcome me first.”

A stone stirred a thousand waves.

Voices arose, filled with a sense of righteous indignation.

In the back of the group, someone instigated as well.

Amid the public focus.

Qin Jin smiled gently.

It was his first time experiencing such a feeling of being ”accused by thousands.”

Glancing around, Qin Jin opened his mouth and spoke: ”If so, let’s all go together.”

His voice was steady yet clearly reached everyone’s ears present.

Zhong Xuanwu’s eyes contracted: ”What did you say?!”

”I said, all of you come at me together.”

”I am eager to cultivate and do not wish to waste too much time.”

As he finished speaking, the aura from Qin Jin no longer concealed itself and began to rise. A strong wind whipped up, and a spiritual pressure pervaded the entire arena.

Dignity spread, and the whole place fell silent.

It wasn’t that no one spoke, they couldn’t speak!

Among the disciples of the dojo who had followed from afar, they felt like they had mountains hanging over their hearts, a boundless pressure bombarding them, making even the slightest movement difficult.

This form of suppression they had only sensed from the teachers within the dojo.

At the front of the group.

The true elites leading this group in the dojo were already rallying their force to resist as the pressure came, managing relatively better.

Qin Jin was merely entrusted by someone, so aside from the suppression, he did not launch any spiritual attacks.

Indeed, this oppressive force was not exerted in full.

At this moment, shifting his gaze past the front of the group, he spoke in a calm voice: ”Either retreat or advance.”

”Hesitation shows none of the spirit of a Martial Arts Family.”

Once his words settled, figures could no longer hold back, enduring the pressure. Their power exploded as they rushed forward.

Approaching close to Qin Jin.

It was clear to this person that Qin Jin turned back and glanced at him.

A glance of a millennium, with transformations of power reflected in his eyes. In the next moment, his body suddenly flew backward, collapsing to the ground, rendered unconscious.

At this moment, if someone were to examine him, they would be shocked to discover that aside from his weakened aura, there were no injuries at all.