"I will see you in three days," Cou Ling said as she tossed the rusty sword to Yan Xiaobao. He caught it mid-air and stored it within the mory Stone while watching the woman return to her talwork she had been shaping earlier. The dismissal was clear, and Yan Xiaobao slowly left the shop, heading toward his mansion. Waiting for three days could prove troubleso, but Yan Xiaobao knew how to handle it. It was ti for him to fully imrse himself in the new martial arts or spiritual art given to him by Lan Feng.
Although he was excited to restore the sword, he knew that rushing things would only make them worse. Instead, he embraced the necessity of waiting. Upon returning to the mansion, he carefully searched his mories until he found the sacred Solarflare technique floating in his recollection. This was the spiritual art bestowed upon him by Lan Feng, and it was the one he was currently dedicating himself to mastering. With a smile on his face, he dashed ho and headed straight for the park behind the manor; there, amidst the peaceful and quiet surroundings, he could cultivate his inner self. Yan Xiaobao was deeply curious about the blood forge of the Nine Heavens, but he understood that rushing the blacksmith would yield no good outco. So things required ti to prepare, and though impatient, Yan Xiaobao wanted his sword to be perfect. anwhile, he found the sacred Sun Flas fascinating. It was a spiritual art ranked at the High-level King tier.
Spiritual arts and martial arts were divided into levels. They were classified as Student, Disciple, Practitioner, Master, Grandmaster, Duke, King, Emperor, and Saint. Within these levels, they were further subdivided into low-level, middle-level, and high-level techniques.
The reason for the differentiation in skill levels was the proficiency of the creator at the ti of crafting the technique. If a Peak King Expert were to create martial arts or spiritual art, the art would be classified as a High-level King-tier technique. If an early-stage Emperor were to craft a skill, the skill would then beco a low-level Emperor-tier ability.
If a lower-ranked expert were given a High-level King-tier ability, the skill would evolve alongside the expert until they reached the King-level tier. Once the skill reached the level at which it was crafted, it could no longer progress further unless the skill itself underwent evolution or improvent.
Martial arts and spiritual arts above King-level were extrely rare because experts at those levels typically focused exclusively on martial power attacks. While they could use spiritual and martial arts skills, creating them demanded imnse amounts of ti, and most cultivators preferred to dedicate their efforts to personal training rather than skill creation. That was true of most practitioners, but when Yan Xiaobao thought of this, a smile spread across his face.
While most experts avoided spending energy on crafting new skills, Rong Ming and Rong Xing were different. Though they had already graduated from the Royal Academy upon reaching King-level, they chose to stay and join the Departnt of Technique Developnt. There, they dedicated themselves to creating one skill after another to benefit the Kingdom.
As Yan Xiaobao considered his martial arts and spiritual arts while arriving at the park, he sought out a secluded area with no other people present. Today, he needed a spot particularly suitable for his training. It had to be free from too many trees or dense shrubbery. The spiritual art he intended to train with relied heavily on his affinity for fire and involved creating a massive sun capable of releasing a series of flares. This sun would persist until it eventually exploded, unleashing a magnificent supernova that would incinerate everything within reach.
Learning and perfecting skills was never a simple task, and Yan Xiaobao began by sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes tightly shut, his mind completely focused on the technique that dominated his thoughts. First, he needed to summon his spiritual energy and imbue it with his affinity for fire. Following this, he needed to guide his spiritual energy through his ridians in a specific pattern. This was the first step in learning a new skill. Yan Xiaobao drew energy from his Middle Dantian, took a deep breath, and concentrated on channeling the energy through one ridian after another.
His first attempt failed, as his spiritual energy moved too quickly, making it difficult to control and causing it to miss the ridian paths entirely. This disrupted the flow pattern completely. The energy backfired, resulting in an internal explosion within Yan Xiaobao’s body that caused injuries to his internal organs. The young man felt a bitter taste in his throat as he coughed up blood monts after.
As Yan Xiaobao looked at the blood he had spat onto the ground, his expression turned sour. Yet, even in the face of injury, he stubbornly clung to his resolve; he would not give up so easily.
Once again, Yan Xiaobao closed his eyes and accessed his Middle Dantian, summoning more spiritual energy and infusing it with fla elents above the spiritual energy sea.
This ti, his failure resembled the first attempt, but the backlash was less intense. He slowed the energy’s movent through his body, yet the result was the sa—before he could complete the ridian pattern, the energy dissipated into nothingness.
With a sigh, Yan Xiaobao muttered, "Third ti’s a charm." Yet soon he realized, his third attempt was no better. He was still far from achieving the pattern.
After a while, Yan Xiaobao gritted his teeth and wiped blood from his lips after countless tries. He finally decided to take a break from attempting to complete the pattern required to create the sacred Sun Flas. Although it was rely a High-level King-tier spiritual art skill, it was one of the most challenging techniques Yan Xiaobao had ever encountered.
The pattern was extraordinarily intricate, with extrely high demands. A strong affinity with the fire elent was essential, and only those with enough stubborn resolve—or perhaps masochistic tendencies—could overco its challenges. Yet the imnse difficulty brought equally imnse rewards; once mastered, it would beco one of the most powerful abilities Yan Xiaobao could possess. Though it was only a High-level King-tier skill, its power due to the high demands on fire elental affinity rivaled middle-level Emperor-tier technique. Elental fusion with fire was necessary to execute this complex pattern.
The day transford into night, and all Yan Xiaobao did was attempt to create a small, sacred Sun Fla. Yet he failed repeatedly. As night descended upon the park, Yan Xiaobao stopped training in spiritual arts and instead closed his eyes for spiritual refinent. He could not afford to waste the night. He needed to refine Yin Energy. Yang Energy was not rely cultivated through breathing but required a perfect balance of Yin Yang Energy to elevate himself further; he needed to beco one with the world. Yet, as a man, Yin Energy was challenging to acquire, and when the Cold Moon’s light provided only Yin Energy, Yan Xiaobao greedily absorbed it.
The Heaven and Earth Essence flooded into the young man’s body, the cold energy drifting toward his Upper Dantian, while the essence itself entered his Lower Dantian, transforming into Qi. Then, Qi was refined into spiritual energy, which was then slowly refined into martial power.
The Golden Martial Power steadily increased within his Upper Dantian, gradually incorporating Dark Yang Energy and Light Yin Energy. Although one could refine martial power without disturbing the balance of Yin Yang Energy, those who did so would forever remain at King-level. To reach Emperor-level and eventually rise to Saint-level, perfect balance within one’s body was essential. Upon achieving perfect balance, one would rge with the heavens, the Earth would transform, and one would beco akin to God.
Yan Xiaobao understood this because Lan Feng had told him so long ago. This was why he never allowed a single night to pass without absorbing the Heaven and Earth Essence. He knew that this energy was crucial for his path to becoming a powerful cultivator.
Years ago, when Yan Xiaobao and Lan Feng accepted their soul contract, Lan Feng had gifted Yan Xiaobao all the Yin Energy he had spent millennia refining. Even now, while Lan Feng continued refining, he was incapable of refining Yin Yang Energy. Without a physical body, and existing solely as a soul, Lan Feng could only enhance the quantity of martial power he already possessed.
The Yin Energy gifted to Yan Xiaobao by Lan Feng, combined with the energy Yan Xiaobao refined nightly, had elevated him to the eighth star of a King-level cultivator. He was even in the later phase of the eighth star, though he knew he should now be able to ascend to the ninth star. Despite this, he chose to slow down and establish a stable foundation. He wanted to master skills that could support his growing power.
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