Within the forest, Xiao Chen seemed to have vanished into thin air. When he reappeared, the environment in front of Xiao Chen had undergone a complete change.
In the distance, there was a gushing waterfall flowing down from a mountain stream, flowing into a long river below. The riverbank was a vast and spacious area. Just by standing on the riverbank, one could feel the fresh water vapor.
This large river was known as the Zhuang River. There were many rivers in Savage Forest, and this Zhuang River was one of the most unremarkable ones. The place where Xiao Chen was at was the source of the Zhuang River.
To outsiders, this was an unremarkable place; no one would pay attention to it. However, Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense could sense an extraordinary existence in this place.
There was a huge rock in the cave behind the waterfall. The Spiritual Energy in the surroundings was extremely dense. Cultivating on it would be faster than cultivating outside by at least 50%.
After Xiao Chen discovered this place by accident, he immediately laid down an illusion formation to fool others. This place was originally rather desolate. When Xiao Chen laid down the formation, he did not have any worries, so he was very calm.
Xiao Chen used a total of ten days to complete this illusion formation. As long as it was not a Martial King expert, outsiders would not be able to discover this place. Even if they entered this place by mistake, they would unknowingly take a detour.
Now that Xiao Chen arrived at this place, he was completely safe. He found a flat rock and sat down cross-legged. He slowly circulated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation and entered a state of cultivation.
The morning sun rose and the sunlight shone down. The night passed just like that. Xiao Chen opened his eyes and took a deep breath. He jumped down from the rock and went to the riverbank to wash his face.
In the morning, the waterfall had stopped flowing. The surface of the river was as smooth as a mirror. Xiao Chen raised his leg and stepped onto the surface of the river. His body magically stopped on the water's surface.
His heart was as calm as still water. Xiao Chen circulated the Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art. He closed his eyes and slowly walked on the water's surface. With every step he took, ripples spread out in all directions.
In ancient legends, dragons were the overlords of the sky and the sea. They could overturn rivers and seas, reverse mountains and rivers, and summon the wind and rain. They were omnipotent. When it soared above the Nine Heavens, it could soar through the clouds. As it turned, wind and thunder surged, and it could travel ten thousand li in an instant.
The Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art was such a Movement Technique. When practiced to the Great Perfection stage, one could ride the clouds, ride the mist, and overturn rivers and seas.
These days, Xiao Chen had been practicing the Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art in the Zhuang River. At first, he had no progress. Now, he had some small success and could walk slowly on the water surface.
Xiao Chen walked slowly on the water surface, comprehending the various mysteries of the Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art. When the sun reached the top of his head, the sound of splashing water could be heard.
The surging waterfall started to flow again. The calm river surface suddenly became turbulent. Xiao Chen opened his eyes; they were filled with seriousness.
Every day at this time, the trial truly began. If Xiao Chen was not careful, he would immediately fall into the water and become a drowned rat.
The river water flowed downwards rapidly. Xiao Chen stood on the water surface and moved against the current. Every step he took exhausted a large amount of Essence. However, his body still swayed left and right on the water surface.
"Pu Tong!"
When he took a hundred steps forward, Xiao Chen finally could not take it anymore and fell into the river. The turbulent river water carried Xiao Chen's body downstream quickly.
The calm Zhuang River immediately revealed its sinister side. The turbulent river water carried a huge force. It continuously attacked Xiao Chen's body, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance. His body flowed downstream quickly.
This was not the first time he encountered such a situation. Xiao Chen was calm and did not panic. He held his breath and his body slowly sank to the bottom of the river.
He circulated his Essence in his body, storing up power. The instant his feet touched the bottom of the river, he pushed off and his body shot out of the water like an arrow released from a bow.
When his body reached the surface of the water once again, he pushed off lightly and somersaulted in the air, landing firmly on the shore.
Looking at the rushing river water, Xiao Chen sighed in his heart. With such turbulent river water, even a regular cultivator would drown if they did not have a good state of mind.
Xiao Chen's entire body was wet and uncomfortable. He wiped his face and took off his clothes. Then, he took out a set of dry clothes from the Universe Ring.
At this moment, it was not suitable for him to continue practicing his Movement Technique. Xiao Chen did not waste any time. After he ate some dry rations, he took out a wooden stick and placed it on the ground.
Xiao Chen held the Lunar Shadow Saber in his hand and endured the blazing sun. He started to practice the first move of the Rushing Thunder Saber Technique, Drawing the Saber. In his opinion, this Drawing the Saber had to be practiced to the point where he could strike the wooden stick twelve times without it falling. Only then would it be considered to have reached Great Perfection.
Right now, he could only swing the saber four times, barely reaching Small Perfection. There was still a long way to go before he could reach Great Perfection.
"Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! "
After practicing for two hours, this time, Xiao Chen struck out five times. The light wooden stick swayed a few times, but it did not fall.
"There is finally some improvement. I can strike out five times in a row." Xiao Chen wiped the sweat off his forehead. The handle of his saber was covered in sweat as he spoke joyfully.
After leaving Mohe City, Xiao Chen realized that there were too many geniuses in this world. He, Xiao Chen, was nothing.
Just in Dongming Province alone, the inheritors of the three great powers were only sixteen or seventeen years old. However, their cultivations had already reached the shocking Martial Grand Master realm.
This was a realm that ordinary people might not be able to reach in their entire lives. However, they were able to reach it easily at the age of sixteen or seventeen. It could only be said that comparing oneself to others was infuriating.
Looking at the entire world, it was unknown how many such demonic geniuses there were. His achievements, Xiao Chen, were not even worth mentioning. He was like a chestnut in the vast ocean, unremarkable.
In this world where the strong ruled, since he was here, he would not be willing to be below others. He would not be a stepping stone for others, to be buried in the dust of history.
Without a strong talent, he would have to put in a thousand times the effort. Just like the Thunder King from a thousand years ago. He was born in a poor family, but he relied on his own strength to trample on the geniuses of the noble clans.
He had obtained the inheritance of the Thunder King. Even if he did not care about his own face, he had to take into account the illustrious reputation of the Thunder King. Since he did not have a demonic talent, then he would have to put in a million times the effort.
Xiao Chen set up another wooden staff and focused. He continued to practice drawing the saber tirelessly. The amount of wood shavings on the ground increased continuously.
After an hour, Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and rested for a while. Then, he slowly walked to the shore and looked at the gushing waterfall in the distance. It had already weakened significantly.
"Kill!"
He shouted lightly and jumped onto the turbulent surface of the water. He sprinted against the current and went against the current. Waves of air surged around Xiao Chen and two meter tall waves splashed on both sides of his body.
Xiao Chen ran all the way, not stopping to rest. When he arrived at the waterfall, he shouted and leaped up high. A Qi spear shot out from his body.
With a 'shua' sound, Xiao Chen broke through the waterfall. He landed on a rock behind the waterfall. This was a cave that was recessed into the mountain wall.
It was only about two meters deep. The cave was very humid. The waterfall at the entrance was like a curtain of water. It was very similar to the Water Curtain Cave that Xiao Chen knew in his previous life.
There was a very smooth rock in the cave. Xiao Chen revealed a faint smile as he slowly sat on it. He immediately entered into a state of cultivation. The Purple Thunder Divine Incantation circulated continuously in his body.
The dense Spiritual Energy in the surroundings poured into Xiao Chen's body continuously. The Spiritual Energy was so dense that it was like a fog, almost to the point of liquefying.
Xiao Chen only circulated it for one great cycle. The Spiritual Energy in his body had already filled all his meridians. There was a faint feeling of excitement coming from his Martial Spirit.
Xiao Chen knew this was a sign of advancing. As long as he was willing, he could immediately return to the cultivation of an Inferior Grade Martial Master.
However, Xiao Chen did not do so. Back then, when he executed the Ninth Heaven's Thunder Formation, his cultivation had dropped to Superior Grade Martial Disciple. After thinking about it carefully, he did not feel that it was a bad thing. Instead, it was an opportunity for him to stabilize his foundation.
Xiao Chen had only spent a few months to advance from the Spirit Refinement Realm to the Inferior Grade Martial Master realm. To a normal person, this was an inconceivable thing. No matter what, he had not truly solidified his foundation.
The foundation of a tall building was the most important. Only when the foundation was stable would there be no accidents happening to the tall building, such as collapsing midway.
The principle of the Martial Dao was the same. If the Spirit Refinement Realm was like digging a foundation, then the Martial Disciple Realm was like filling in the foundation.
Xiao Chen had entered the Spirit Refinement Realm much later than others. He had spent a total of fifteen years digging a foundation much deeper than others. All he had to do now was bury it again and create an unbreakable, iron-like foundation.
With a thought, Xiao Chen infused all the absorbed Spiritual Energy into his skin, flesh, and bones, slowly tempering his body.
After the Essence circulated nine great cycles in his body, Xiao Chen opened his eyes. His body was covered in a black viscous substance. Xiao Chen leaped out of the hole. The gushing waterfall washed away all the impurities on his body.
Xiao Chen immediately felt refreshed and carefree. He could not help but shout. The aura in his body exploded out to its peak. The water droplets on his body instantly evaporated.
"Boom!"
Xiao Chen's body landed heavily on the surface of the water. A huge force spread out from under his feet. After a while, a three-meter-tall wave rose up in the surroundings.
Xiao Chen pushed off the water and returned to the shore. In the boundless horizon, the sun had set and night had fallen. A day had passed just like that.
A small white figure dashed over from outside the illusion formation. When Xiao Chen saw it, he revealed a faint smile. No matter how lonely the path of cultivation was, at least there was Bai to accompany him.
After a night of rest, Bai regained its strange temperament. It ran out of the Spirit Blood Jade early in the morning.
Xiao Chen was not worried about its safety. Bai cultivated the Mysterious Nine Heavenly Revolution Transformation. Its speed was so fast that even Xiao Chen could not catch up to it.
It ran over to Xiao Chen and held a stalk of herb in its mouth. It placed it in Xiao Chen's hands like it was presenting a treasure. Xiao Chen did not find this strange. Bai was very sensitive to natural treasures with spirituality. Every time it went out, it would gain something.
Xiao Chen held the herb in his hands and observed it carefully. His eyes lit up and he said joyfully, "Rank 5 Spirit Herb, Fragrant Cloud Grass. This is a thirty year old Superior Grade Herb. It is worth a thousand gold."
Hearing Xiao Chen's joyful words, Bai revealed a human-like smile. It was very satisfied.
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