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    Chapter 122: Three Supreme Martial Arts (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

    “However, the Myriad Spirits Record is also dangerous, so the first visit must be led by a teacher.”

    Pan Xiong, his body radiating golden light, took Fang Xing, Su Longyan, and Ouyang Qiang with him, resembling a golden sun, and plunged into the depths of Blue Star University.

    “The Myriad Spirits Record is located in Blue Star University’s ‘special area.’ You usually can’t even enter, let alone discover it…”

    Pan Xiong landed with Fang Xing and the other two on the top floor of the grand library.

    Blue Star University’s library was built in a square shape, grand and magnificent. From above, it looked like a large piece of Han white jade seal.

    But at the top of the building, there was no one at all.

    No, over by the corridor door, there was a sunshade, and a beach chair was placed below it.

    An old security guard, looking like a gatekeeper, was leisurely lying on the chair, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan.

    “Old Meng, how’s your health lately?”

    Pan Xiong approached with a chuckle, greeting him.

    “It’s Little Xiong…”

    Old Meng opened his eyes, then looked at Fang Xing and the others: “Bringing new recruits again?”

    “Yes, school assignment, no way around it. Are there any openings for the Myriad Spirits Record now?”

    Pan Xiong asked.

    “You’re lucky, there are about ten more… those freshmen will be here soon.”

    Old Meng pointed with his fan.

    A flash of silver light appeared in the void, and Fang Xing once again felt that spatial bubble sensation.

    The next moment, the world transformed!

    He found himself standing in a small space.

    The sky was gray and hazy, the earth was black and cracked…

    The entire space was deathly silent. Besides a few teachers and students, there was almost nothing else in sight!

    No!

    At the edge of Fang Xing’s vision, a stele suddenly appeared!

    This stele towered into the clouds, like a pillar supporting the heavens, holding up the sky and earth of this space.

    On the stele were various strange patterns, looking like countless tadpoles swimming, or like multi-headed snakes writhing, wind, fire, thunder, lightning, the sun and moon… all seemed to be contained within.

    “Dragon… tiger… swords… killing and death, life… are they all in there?”

    Fang Xing only glanced at it, and a look of fascination appeared on his face.

    But the terrifying mental pollution that followed caused his expression to change drastically: “This… this is… Evil God pollution?! Not good!”

    His Niwan Palace suddenly emitted a bright light, with the sounds of dragons, tigers, and elephants roaring faintly around him, and he instantly regained his composure.

    A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Ouyang Qiang’s mouth, he dared not look at the dark stele anymore.

    Su Longyan, however, had a dazed look in her eyes, seemingly struggling to look away: “Taiji, Yin and Yang…”

    “How is it? Do you feel that all your skills are contained within?”

    Pan Xiong laughed: “In fact, that’s exactly the case. As long as you constantly contemplate it, your Intent Realm can definitely be perfected, even reaching the peak of the Domain Realm is within reach… but…”

    “Along with comprehension comes Evil God pollution. What material is this stele made of?” Fang Xing asked.

    “You noticed it? Good…”

    Pan Xiong chuckled: “It’s made of Evil God material, not just ordinary Evil God followers, but the body of an extremely powerful God Son… You must know, some powerful Evil God offspring may even receive power shared by their father god, not much different from some weaker lower-ranking dominators…”

    “Only such a powerful God Son’s body could contain countless Martial Dao intents and even give people a ‘sudden enlightenment’ effect… Of course, the Evil God pollution has been modified, it’s not as strong as the original God Son…”

    “This particular Evil God offspring, who was refined into a stele, was extremely powerful. Later, the founding principal, gathering the power of many Martial Gods, killed it with ‘Myriad Spirits Martial Dao’ and firmly imprinted his own Martial Dao will on it… This is the origin of the ‘Myriad Spirits Record.’ To comprehend that ultimate Martial Dao intent, one must endure Evil God pollution. The closer you are, the stronger the pollution… Even at this edge, only Brave Warrior Realm Martial Artists of the fourth realm can stand their ground. Martial Artists below the fourth realm, even if they have cultivated A-class martial arts and possess simulated Intent Realms, won’t be of much use…”

    Pan Xiong smiled: “I can even tell you that the advancements in virtual reality technology now, including the simulated Martial Dao intents, are thanks to the inspiration gained from researching the Myriad Spirits Record… With me here, you don’t have to worry about being polluted. You can explore forward and discover your limits! Next time you enter, you’ll know what to expect.”

    Hearing his words, Ouyang Qiang remained silent, but like a spear, he charged forward.

    Su Longyan followed closely behind.

    Fang Xing scanned his surroundings, finding it quite interesting, before slowly lifting his feet.

    Boom!

    Just one step forward, he felt some inexplicable intent entering his consciousness.

    It was the intent of the dragon and tiger, the dragon and elephant, and even… a faint, ethereal step!

    “The intent of the Dancing Void Step! It might even be the personal use of a Martial Saint or even a Martial God…”

    Fang Xing became immersed.

    Unknowingly, he walked forward.

    Then, on his attribute panel, his various martial arts improved.

    At the bottom of the panel, a new sub-category emerged from nothing:

    【Dancing Void Step: 1/100 (Beginner)】

    “It actually reached beginner level directly? No, I unconsciously took ten steps!”

    Fang Xing jolted, instantly returning to his senses.

    Looking around, Su Longyan had collapsed at some point and was casually held by Pan Xiong.

    Ouyang Qiang’s body was as straight as a spear, but he could hardly continue, his lips bleeding, yet he pressed on!

    “This kind of comprehension isn’t active comprehension, but the intent and even the domain actively chasing you… Knowledge seeking people? Compared to Evil God pollution, it’s a different level of danger… The founding principal is amazing, to have come up with this method, making the Martial Dao will possess characteristics similar to Evil God pollution…”

    Fang Xing regulated his breathing and continued forward.

    He walked with firm steps, directly surpassing Ouyang Qiang.

    The latter, seeing his back, had a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, fell into a coma, and was taken back by Pan Xiong.

    Fang Xing ignored Ouyang Qiang, feeling that this place was his perfect training ground!

    ‘If I continue here… not only can the Dragon’s Intent Realm be quickly perfected, but the Tiger Subduing Intent Realm can also be transformed into the Tiger Subduing Domain!’

    ‘The Dao pursues me, I pursue the Dao…’

    His eyes showed a trace of struggle as he passed an older student.

    This upperclassman, whether a sophomore or junior, was only at the Brave Warrior Realm. Watching Fang Xing surpass him, his face was full of astonishment and unwillingness.

    “Approaching my limit.”

    Fang Xing gritted his teeth. From his angle, he could already see the bottom of the black stele, where there seemed to be a dark shadow, or a clawing monster…

    “However… this is only my limit under normal conditions.”

    He had an idea, and meditated on the Mahābhote-like Chant, his consciousness sea as if a crimson sun rose.

    Whoosh!

    The Martial Dao intents that were actively pouring into and chasing him were instantly thrown into the sun furnace, causing this alien martial art to slowly rise again.

    “I knew it, anything that actively drills into my consciousness sea is a gift…”

    Fang Xing muttered to himself, feeling the pressure on him lift.

    But looking at the slowly increasing proficiency of the Mahābhote-like Chant, he knew he couldn’t delay too long, and stepped forward again.

    Finally…

    He saw it, the monster carrying the stele!

    No! It wasn’t a monster, but a dragon tortoise!

    Its head was like a dragon, its back like a tortoise, its limbs like phoenix claws, and its tail like a snake!

    “Bìxì, one of the nine sons of the dragon? Or… Bāxià?! This thing is an Evil God offspring? This is a bit too much…”

    “However, Evil God offspring shouldn’t be looked at directly… This is the image distorted by the Martial God’s Martial Dao will, after ‘weakening’ and ‘correction.’ Otherwise, letting a bunch of freshmen directly observe the true form of an Evil God offspring, wouldn’t they risk driving a few crazy?”

    Fang Xing had a guess.

    And at this moment, he saw several distinct marks on the black tortoise shell below the stele!

    Even from a great distance, they were incredibly clear!

    Following the distant perception, he saw a sword mark, two fist imprints, a claw mark, a palm imprint… and several blurry marks.

    That sword mark pierced the heavens, carrying the aura of annihilating all things, seemingly following the connection of his gaze, and slashed into Fang Xing’s consciousness sea!

    “Mahābhote-like Chant!”

    He snorted coldly, the sun furnace appeared, swallowing the sword light, then turning it into nothingness.

    At the same time, fragments of swordsmanship memories flowed slowly in his mind like a stream.

    “Star-Extinguishing Sword?”

    “Isn’t this the ultimate skill of Jian Qiu Martial God, the dean of the Nine Swords Academy? Did she also come here to comprehend it?”

    Before Fang Xing could think further, he felt a powerful force sweeping him back.

    “I never expected that you would be able to reach the point of seeing the true form of Bāxià…”

    Pan Xiong looked at Fang Xing, his face full of emotion: “To achieve this at the Brave Warrior Realm, it seems I’m going to train an extraordinary student.”

    “I don’t know why, I just walked over… What’s the origin of those fist and sword marks on the turtle shell?”

    Fang Xing curiously inquired.

    “That’s a gift left by the founding principal for all Martial Artists. As long as one can comprehend the ‘Myriad Spirits Record’ to a certain depth, one can elevate their own martial arts and comprehend new, unique skills, even ultimate martial arts surpassing S-class… Unfortunately, until now, only a few Martial Artists have been able to do this. They are all unparalleled geniuses, dominating an era.”

    Pan Xiong sighed.

    “Surpassing S-class?”

    Su Longyan’s eyes widened: “The Federation’s martial arts are vast and profound, easy to learn but hard to master… Even martial arts like the Great Dragon Stake can be cultivated all the way to the Golden Core Realm. Those surpassing S-class, are they the legendary ‘Alien Martial Arts’? But don’t those need to be combined with abilities to be used?”

    “Martial arts that surpass S-class can be Alien Martial Arts, or Star Martial Arts… or even just a single sword move!”

    Pan Xiong sighed: “The Federation’s most peak martial arts have all left their marks on the Bāxià’s shell… such as the Star Martial Art—Star-Extinguishing Sword!”

    “Star-Extinguishing Sword? It’s said that even among the best graduates of Nine Swords Academy, few can even begin to master it…”

    Su Longyan’s eyes lit up.

    “There’s also the Alien Martial Art—Void-Breaking Blade, a single blade that breaks the void, requiring spatial ability users to even begin training…”

    “And the mech-based martial art—Mech Martial Art: Nuclear Peace Palm! Famous in Saint Armor University, it also has a legacy here, but no one has comprehended it…”

    Pan Xiong was quite emotional.

    “Nine Swords Academy has the Star-Extinguishing Sword, Saint Armor University has the Nuclear Peace Palm, then what’s the most famous in our school, is it the Myriad Spirits Martial Dao?”

    Fang Xing raised a question.

    “Myriad Spirits Martial Dao, incorporating countless spirits… besides the founding principal, no one has reached that level. Currently, the most famous in our university’s Martial Dao department should be the ‘Mahābhote Palm Scripture.’ If you can condense the ‘Mahābhote Buddha Form’ in the future, combined with the ‘Mahābhote Palm Scripture,’ you’ll be able to dominate among Martial Saints and Martial Gods…”

    Pan Xiong seemed to have high hopes for Fang Xing.

    ‘Another Buddhist martial art, and it’s Mahābhote?!’

    Fang Xing glanced at his attribute panel:

    【Mahābhote-like Chant: 20/200 (Proficient)】

    He couldn’t help but feel a little bitter: ‘This is indeed a good place to practice martial arts, especially for the Mahābhote-like Chant, an alien martial art. If I completely open myself up and accept everything, its progress speed will be incredibly astonishing…’

    ‘In the end, will I end up completely absorbing this Bāxià stele, the Myriad Spirits Record… achieving my supreme Martial Dao? But at that time, will I still be me?’

    (End of Chapter)

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