Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 48 - 44: Heroes, Benevolence, Righteousness, Courtesy, Wisdom

Chapter 48: Chapter 44: Heroes, Benevolence, Righteousness, Courtesy, Wisdom

"Finally, I understand the mindset of my master back then. Coexisting with geniuses and watching them easily achieve results that I put my heart and soul into, it’s indeed a bitter feeling, like living half my life in vain."

Old Liang had endured too many blows tonight and was on the verge of numbness.

One piece of good news after another hit him until he was dizzy.

He never dreamed of recruiting someone like He Lanchan as a disciple!

First, a root seed of Old Martial, then an exception for Spiritual Power, and then entering with the Spirit Nourishing Technique...

As Qin Shi would say, it’s like drawing three D-class cards after ten consecutive defeats, directly merging into a three-star five-fee chess piece.

His luck was off the charts, making him question his life!

"If eating a few pages of paper could lead to an illiterate person instantly understanding the Spirit Nourishing Technique,

why did I bother reciting, copying, and even dreaming about recognizing the secret code day and night back then?"

Old Liang chuckled bitterly. He couldn’t understand where Qin Shi’s talent came from; it was almost as if blessed by the gods.

He ran a broad hand over the old book his grandmaster had hand-copied; there was no aura left on it.

Hong Sheng taught the path of Old Martial, not methods for cultivating the spirit.

The kind of story where later generations understand divine skills from secret manuals after a few generations is almost impossible.

"Could it be that he was already a good seedling of a Spiritual Ability User with the Apocalypse Talent since childhood?"

Old Liang thought to himself with wide-eyed surprise as he observed Qin Shi with Qi Sensitivity circulating his Circulation of Heaven.

He felt like his luck was about to change!

At least, that’s what he thought.

Among the three main professional pathways in Dongxia, the Martial Artist is the relatively normal one.

The other two mostly have some mysticism to them.

For example, Mechanics are nicknamed "gearheads."

They believe steel is pure, machinery is sacred, and are obsessed with technology innovation and flesh-and-blood upgrades.

They favor rationality, appreciate logic, dislike any redundancy, and hate social interaction.

Specific actions include liking the smell of engine oil, making explosions, collecting ancient relic gears, and having relationships with non-flesh and blood lifeforms.

Spiritual Ability Users are relatively reclusive, enjoy solitude, and love things with aesthetic value.

They often possess a strong mystical "Apocalypse Talent."

They may have never touched painting or music, yet naturally grasp these skills with an understanding beyond ordinary people.

An outstanding painter once appeared in the forgotten Old Era,

who, even without treading the Extraordinary Path, could observe deeper layers of the world with the naked eye and transfer them onto fabric using pigments and brushes to create works that were passed down through time.

Seemingly very artistic, in reality, they are a high-risk group for persecution complex, schizophrenia, and mental distortion.

They make up the majority of madmen, geniuses, warlords, and conspirators.

In tomorrow’s most popular publication "Outlook Weekly," they are rated as the "least favored profession among the other extraordinary pathways."

"Master Liang, the Baixiang Refining Stance is actually a Visualization Technique, with the Spirit Nourishing Technique being the key to opening it."

Qin Shi sat down slowly, his eyes reflecting a sudden realization.

After decoding the Spirit Nourishing Technique’s secret text, it revealed visualization patterns imbued with "stance."

He recalled the peculiar sensation of his mortal body merging into the airflow, transforming into a gust of wind.

It felt as if his body had become light and nimble, intoxicatingly so.

After eating those few pages of paper, it seemed like an infinite amount of information was poured into his consciousness.

Previously indiscernible chaotic symbols were decomposed, reorganized, and combined into ancient, profound, and mystic patterns.

Wind! Boundless streams of air forming different wind shapes!

Breeze, gale, warm wind, cold wind, hot wind, whirlwind, hurricane... endless forms of wind deeply imprinted in his mind.

All it took was a thought and meditation to capture strands of swirling airflow.

"Precisely. The core of Baixiang Refining Stance is ’the heart as a furnace, encompassing everything,’ further ’nourishing the spirit and refining the stance, making it one’s own.’

It’s an ’inner strength’ technique, rooted in life force, feeding back into the spirit, allowing both to advance equally."

Old Liang smiled:

"In some ways, you are well suited for this path.

He Lanchan, who perfected and sublimated Baixiang Refining Stance, similar to you, also achieved the unity of spirit and flesh."

No wonder he could refine over 8800 forms of stances, churning out numbers like an ultimate grind master!

Qin Shi felt admiration; this first-generation top ten master sounded a bit like the Sword God of Shili Po, enduring through development, grinding skill levels, patiently waiting for a chance to make a name in the Star Sea.

In contrast, Qi Wuxiang at nineteen stood out among the crowd, won the championship at twenty, and then won again at twenty-eight.

He Lanchan didn’t make it to the Star Cup finals until he was thirty-six.

Before that, he was almost unknown.

But he, the dark horse, upended Qi Wuxiang’s unstoppable momentum, and halted King Qi’s legend of winning three consecutive championships.

"Master Liang, comprehending ’As Swift as the Wind’ caused a significant change in my Qi Sensitivity circulation route.

Why is that?"

Qin Shi voiced his confusion.

Initially, when he captured Qi Sensitivity, the heat flow moved up and down, confined to his chest and torso.

After a few sessions of Golden Ambrosia burning his tendons, he finally broke through his limbs and joints, completing a simple circulation.

Upon eating the grandmaster’s manuscript, finishing his meal, and understanding ’As Swift as the Wind,’

the growing Qi Sensitivity naturally converged toward the soles of his feet.

"The ’stance’ of a Martial Artist is the process of ’Qi’ from within emanating outward.

In Old Era martial arts novels, it’s called ’Inner Power Projection’ or ’Hundred-step Celestial Spirit.’

Old Liang picked up a porcelain bowl, turned it upside down on the table, and lightly scratched a circle along the bottom with his finger.

With a "hiss" sound, it revealed a "bracelet" that could be worn on the wrist.

Qin Shi’s eyes widened; this was his first time seeing Old Liang’s true skills.

"The Old Martial Path, training and fighting.

Training nourishes the body and spirit; fighting is for combat and killing.

Fists and feet are for the arena, a back-and-forth, evenly matched; life and death are not so clear-cut.

But on the ancient battlefield, it’s life or death, you on the brink, relying on weapons."

Old Liang chuckled:

"As the old saying goes, possession is dead; grabbing is alive; mastery in grappling leads to weapon mastery.

Weapons are extensions of the limbs; man and weapon become one, killing as easy as cutting grass!

Even today, many Battle Groups piloting Divine Machines still like to forge swords and spears from exotic metals, breaking through formations alone.

But don’t learn this until you become a Martial God, or you’ll get blasted to pieces by battleships."

I’m not dumb!

How can I do something as stupid as using my mortal body to withstand a railgun?

Qin Shi mused; Old Liang rambled for a while, meaning "stance" can provide enchantment effects, increasing individual lethality.

Qi is the blue bar, stance is the ultimate move!

’Baixiang Refining Stance - As Swift as the Wind! As the name suggests, it focuses on speed!

With constant comprehension, one can evolve the ’traits’ best suited to oneself.

Like ’cutting,’ ’sharpness,’ ’agility,’ ’stealth,’ and so on.

What I just demonstrated was concentrating wind stance at my fingertips, forming a spiral sharp force.

Forget a porcelain bowl, even steel plates can be sliced through.’

Old Liang spoke steadily, causing Qin Shi’s emotions to fluctuate.

He aspired that if he mastered As Swift as the Wind stance, could he, like the masters in Old Era martial arts novels, perform Lightweight Technique, leaping and flying?

’Of course you can, but it’s best not to do it in the Urban Circle. If you trigger airspace monitoring and the air raid alarm, it’ll be a problem.

In the early days of the Republic, Dongxia New Calendar, many Martial Artists didn’t put the law in their eyes. In Central City and the Urban Circle, they soared high, causing many who courted death to be shot into sieves and left with no complete corpse.’

Facing his disciple’s overwhelming curiosity, Old Liang gave a kind reminder.

Many Old Martial Sects longed for the chaotic era of warlord strife and order collapse.

Mostly because it was free and unrestrained, without regulation.

In those years, Martial Artists with life force breaking the several hundred-point barrier piloted Divine Machines to travel among ancient stars, defeated rampant cosmic pirates, safeguarded private spaceships, and met with noble ladies of the great families in the Imperial Capital... these chivalrous and romantic stories in novels.

Indeed, it attracted countless young people to embark on the Old Martial Arts Path.

’Qin Shi, don’t rush into cultivating stances excessively. With less than twenty points of life force, over-practicing Spirit Nourishing Technique risks depleting your body’s potential.’

Old Liang reminded with his mouth, while thinking about how to obtain advanced energy liquids to enhance flesh vitality.

Bumping up the last four points of life force and achieving the transformation of new birth!

Energy Liquid is such a good thing that is highly controlled and rarely available on the open market.

The more extraordinary Qin Shi’s talent appeared, the less at peace he felt inside.

If a good talent and beautiful jade were wasted in his hands, wouldn’t it be a crime?

...

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The next day.

Lin Yunqing drove her Hanhai Conqueror into Qiguang Heng University’s gate.

She wore a casual sports outfit, her black hair draping over her shoulders, showing a youthful and radiant look of a young female teacher.

’Bro! Your sister is here to bring you a loving lunch!’

Lin Yunqing didn’t even knock, she walked straight into the office of the general affairs director.

Xue, the secretary outside, recognized this elder miss of the Lin Family and didn’t stop her.

’How many times do I need to tell you! At school, during work, you must address me by my title!’

Lin Xiaohan felt a headache. His mischievous sister never gave the family any peace.

If she sought him out, it was probably no good news!

’Got it, bro.’

Lin Yunqing smiled as she lifted the packed lunch bag with a pink kitten print and approached:

’Your caring little sister personally cooked a loving lunch for Director Lin! And to complete the surveillance task given by sister-in-law!’

Lin Xiaohan’s mouth twitched:

’What did I do to offend you recently that you want to poison me to death?’

Lin Yunqing’s dark cuisine, only their dad could barely withstand it with his robust life force; no one else in the family dared touch it.

’I just earned a bit of money and wanted to thank you properly, bro.’

Lin Yunqing chuckled:

’This morning when I went to the Youth Palace, a guy named Qin Lihao sent someone to deliver the latest Thunder series sports car as an apology.’

Lin Xiaohan frowned slightly:

’Not a small gesture, randomly sending a sports car worth over ten million. How did you handle it?’

He wasn’t worried his sister would be blinded by such a trivial gain.

Lin Yunqing nodded:

’Of course! You wouldn’t know how short of money I am! So after accepting the car, I immediately listed it on the "Make Money APP" and had someone come pick it up and sell it! They paid on the spot, highly efficient!’

Selling a new sports car as second-hand?

That’s something his sister would do.

Lin Xiaohan spoke sternly:

’You should stop stirring trouble. The Qin Family of Yan City is renowned for their heroic, chivalrous, diligent, and sinisterly ruthless nature.’

Lin Yunqing raised an eyebrow:

’I’m not going to bother with them, as long as Qin Zhijie, that lecher, stops hovering around me... Bro, seriously, has your Qiguang Heng University’s special recruitment started yet?’