It’s getting late.
Second Senior Sister Chen Yuque pulled Third Senior Sister Lin Dongxi away, leaving the spacious quiet room with only Zhang Fusheng and the master who had not yet held the tea ceremony.
"Since you have reached the First Refinent, after tomorrow’s tea ceremony, I will teach you the cultivation technique of my Hongji lineage."
Contemplation Techniques, Breathing Techniques, Pile Skills, although all are ’cultivation’, they are not true cultivation techniques,
even in the classification of the [Contract], they are considered ’skills’.
Zhong Mountain originally had the opportunity for Second Refinent, Third Refinent, and even higher, but was hindered by the lack of a cultivation technique, stuck at the First Refinent for life.
The Federation does not prohibit martial arts, but only publicly releases so basic Contemplation and Breathing Techniques to the public; as for cultivation techniques, they can only be taught at formal university martial arts departnts or so qualified Martial Arts Dojos.
"Are you familiar with the Martial Artist’s Twelve Refinents?" Hong Tianbao asked.
Zhang Fusheng honestly shook his head:
"I only know there are twelve refinents, three of skin, three of flesh, three of tendons, and three of bones, but I have no idea about the specifics."
The old man understood and explained gently:
"The Twelve Refinents are actually a process of laying a foundation and strengthening the body. Every breakthrough in a refinent will increase one’s strength slightly, and the body tempering process in each refinent will also increase the sa amount of strength."
"A top Martial Artist who has perfected the Twelve Refinents can have a strength of 108,000 jin."
Zhang Fusheng widened his eyes, "How much?"
108,000 jin!
I just entered the First Refinent and only increased by 500 jin!
Hong Tianbao continued his description without pause:
"In the Three Skin Refinents, refining the skin to be like fine copper, each breakthrough can add 500 jin of strength, and from initial entry to full perfection, another 500 jin can be added. In other words, in the first three refinents, one refinent can add 1,000 jin of strength."
"In the Three Flesh Refinents, refining flesh like steel, each refinent can add a total of 2,000 jin of strength."
"In the Three Tendons Refinents, refining tendons like dragon tendons, each refinent can add a total of 10,000 jin of strength."
"In the Three Bone Refinents, refining bones like jade treasures, each refinent can add a total of 20,000 jin of strength."
Zhang Fusheng listened attentively, couldn’t help swallowing, a Martial Artist of the Twelve Refinents, 108,000 jin of strength,
even at three tis the exertion, a single punch would have an impact of 300,000 jin!
tons.
Tearing down a building might be as easy as drinking water or eating food.
And even so, it still falls within the category of [human] in the Federation’s certification. Then what scene would a ’non-human’ Martial Arts Master be like?
"The cultivation technique of our Hongji lineage is called..."
Hong Tianbao paused:
"The abbreviation is the Great Sun True Scripture."
"Abbreviation?" Zhang Fusheng inwardly ridiculed the mundane and unrefined na ’Great Sun True Scripture’ while curiously asking:
"What’s the full na?"
Hong Tianbao was silent for a mont, his gaze wandered:
"Well, it’s rather long."
Zhang Fusheng persistently asked:
"Master, so what is it?"
The old man lowered his eyelids, took a slight breath:
"The full na is, Infinite Heaven Great Sun Illuminates the 72 Snow Mountains Creates One Qi True Saint Breaks the Four Universes and Five Cosmoses in the Six Worlds, Seven Realms, and Eight Desolates Great Scripture."
Zhang Fusheng nearly choked on his saliva:
"Huh??"
The old man said compassionately:
"When I first heard the full na, I reacted just like you... Yes, your three senior brothers and sisters were the sa."
Zhang Fusheng didn’t respond, silently counting:
"Hmm, thirty-six characters... The ancestor who ca up with this na is sothing else."
He gave a thumbs-up.
Hong Tianbao covered his old face:
"It was your grandmaster, back then he was a bit..."
After a while, this over-aged old man finally uttered three words.
"Middle School Syndro."
"Master, you hit the nail on the head." Zhang Fusheng praised.
Hong Tianbao sighed, then changed the topic:
"The na of this cultivation technique, though sowhat ludicrous, also implies its profoundness as it directly points to the great realm of [True Saint], and even in the entire Federation, it stands among the top."
"True Saint?"
"Indeed, a vague, lofty realm. Of course, if you were to ask how high exactly..."
Hong Tianbao splayed his hands; evidently, he wasn’t sure either.
Zhang Fusheng chewed on the words ’True Saint’:
"At this realm, one could probably move mountains and overturn seas?"
Hong Tianbao shook his head:
"According to your grandmaster, such a being could cross a river in four steps."
"Huh?"
Zhang Fusheng was even more puzzled:
"Cross a river in four steps? That sounds a bit..."
"The ’River of Stars,’" the elderly master of the dojo casually added.
Zhang Fusheng closed his mouth and fell silent.
Four steps to cross a galaxy.
He initially didn’t believe, but then his heart began to beat fiercely.
"Can a human truly achieve such a level?" Zhang Fusheng murmured.
Hong Tianbao shook his head:
"I don’t know, it seems more like your master ancestor’s idle words... However, regardless of its truth, this cultivation technique is undoubtedly one of the top choices in the federation."
"The reason I’m telling you so much is to remind you that after mastering this technique, you must never leak it, and in daily life, never ntion its full na, treat it as a joke, keep it in your heart."
After finishing his speech, Hong Tianbao turned and said:
"Tell about the trouble that brought you here overnight."
Zhang Fusheng retracted his imagination and exhaled:
"It’s not a big trouble..."
He recounted the whole situation briefly.
"Zhou Quan... seems like there’s such a student," Hong Tianbao said calmly, "Tell , how do you plan to deal with this matter?"
Zhang Fusheng hesitated for a mont and answered honestly:
"To be frank with you, Master, this is the first ti I’ve encountered such a situation. Having just entered the First Refinent and gained power, my initial thought was to secretly eliminate Zhou Quan, but I felt it was inappropriate..."
"So, my later thought was to first beco your disciple, then secretly eliminate Zhou Quan."
Hong Tianbao remained noncommittal:
"Using killing to stop conflict is indeed a path, but not the top choice."
Zhang Fusheng clasped his hands:
"Willing to hear Master’s teachings."
Though he has lived through two lifetis, the total age of both might still be less than his master’s...
"Since I am your master, I will not only teach you cultivation but also how to handle affairs."
Hong Tianbao spoke calmly:
"The conflict between you and Zhou Quan, is not large, nor very small, definitely not a life-and-death enmity. The best approach for such matters is ’struggle without breaking.’
"Dare to ask Master, what is struggle without breaking?"
"Struggle, contention, conflict."
On this starry night, Hong Tianbao patiently explained:
"A martial artist must strive, but ultimately you are human, and being human, you cannot escape social interactions and exchanges. Struggle without breaking is a principle that existed even before martial artists, like those ancient politicians."
"When they were in contention, vying for power and gains, they chose a struggle without breaking."
"Because there are no eternal enemies or friends in this world, it is also because both sides leave space for reconciliation, and of course, there are more anings."
"After all, a lone wolf doesn’t go far. To climb upward, you must rely on others, the more you can rely on, the faster you ascend."
Zhang Fusheng listened attentively:
"You an I should avoid harming Zhou Quan’s life, and even try to befriend him?"
Hong Tianbao did not answer but instead asked:
"Zhou Quan’s father is the Fire Hall Master. What realm is the Fire Hall Master in?"
"Replying to Master, I do not know."
"Fire Hall is one of the five main halls of Chai Gate, do you know the realm of the Chai Gate Sect Leader?"
"Replying to Master, I still do not know."
Hong Tianbao shook his head:
"The forr is a top Sixth-Refined Martial Artist, with a power of ten thousand pounds, and the latter is a Martial Arts Master in Jiangzhou City, who can proudly claim to be among the top ten."
Zhang Fusheng froze.
The elder continued:
"If you kill Zhou Quan, won’t his father co after you? If you pass this hurdle, for the sake of face and morale within the sect, won’t the Chai Gate Sect Leader co after you?"
Zhang Fusheng pondered:
"So... I should just let it go?"
"Struggle without breaking is not a non-struggle."
Hong Tianbao shook his head again:
"If one is clever, they can utilize the struggle with Zhou Quan, and while winning against Zhou Quan, sell Chai Gate a great favor instead."
Zhang Fusheng felt his mind was sowhat overwheld, but he still vaguely understood sothing.
"Master, I seem to know what to do, struggle without breaking... I will use the opportunity with Zhou Quan to give Chai Gate a major crisis."
"Then, I will personally resolve this crisis for Chai Gate, will the struggle between and him end with just and him?"
Hong Tianbao nodded slightly:
"It is a thod, barely considered struggle without breaking... This is the first path to resolve this matter."
Zhang Fusheng curiously asked:
"Is there a second path?"
"There is."
Hong Tianbao naturally nodded:
"Slaughter everyone in Chai Gate, leaving none—not even the elderly, won, and children. Exterminate anyone with familial ties, and then mutilate the sect leader’s body, hanging his head before the gate, swallow Chai Gate’s territory, and seize Chai Gate’s montum."
"Thus, using the corpse of Chai Gate, you will climb as your ladder, which is another thod."
"Thus, seizing their fortune, completing yourself, killing without rcy, uprooting completely."
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