Chapter 7: Cultivating Divine-Level Martial Techniques
g brother, it's been half a day already, is that female powerhouse really not in the water""That's probably it. Looks like she ran towards that stone pavilion. But, second brother, third brother, you...Wang Xuen returned to the house and immediately started boiling soup.
Put the whole chicken tongues in the pot.
He had never cooked before, but he wasn't incapable. He could make congee.
"First, let me get the eldest daughter-in-law to cook some heart-warming chicken soup to nourish her body."
Wang Xuen was simmering soup while simultaneously considering how to rapidly increase his martial prowess.
On his way back, he stopped by Wang Yan's siblings' place, hoping to collect a debt. Unfortunately, the siblings had run away, leaving him empty-handed.
To quickly boost combat power in a short time, the doubt is whether to cultivate martial skills.
All of the Wang family's martial arts techniques are kept in the Gongfa Pavilion under strict guard. Wang Xuan wouldn't go there, as he disregarded the peerless martial arts that were considered treasures by his family.
He had memorized many king-level, saint-level martial arts, and even some god-level ones!
However, low-level warriors find it difficult to cultivate high-grade martial arts.
A magic artifact, just right for a mountain god's use, is placed before an infant. The infant cannot pick it up.
"Got it!"
Wang Xuan, lost in thought, suddenly had a brilliant idea.
He thought of a martial arts manual, though it was only a fragment, it could allow him to display his power in the Xuan Yuan Realm.
The Phantom's Divine Steps!
Emperor Ming's illustrious reputation was unmatched, his martial skills reaching a level that bordered on the divine! His prowess had already surpassed the threshold of ordinary martial arts and entered the realm of god-level techniques.
In the beginning, when the emperor's daughter of Ming Dynasty married the demon king Yè, the emperor bestowed upon her this Shadow God Step as a dowry.
The thirteen children of the Demon Emperor all cultivated this stealth martial skill, yet none could achieve mastery. This was because the demonic cultivation of the Demon Emperor's sons conflicted with this divine technique.
At that time, the Demon Emperor was infuriated and angrily denounced the Ming Emperor for his shamelessness.
Of course, Wang Xuan, lacking martial arts prowess, only memorized this escape technique and did not practice it.
To cultivate the Phantom Shadow Steps, one must obviously first cultivate Ming Di's innate skill. I wonder if my innate ability allows me to cultivate it
Wang Xuan's eyes flickered. He clearly remembered when Ming Di once used this escape technique, it was a myriad of figures, traversing the heavens and earth, with supreme domineering aura!
Phantom Godly Movement is very special, as long as you cultivate some martial arts, the techniques and martial skills are not in conflict, so you can cultivate it!
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The next day.
Dazzling sunlight streamed through the window, falling onto Mu Qingyue's body. Her beautiful eyes opened.
"Oh no, I'm late!"
He got out of bed, and a pair of white, crystal-clear little feet slipped into shoes.
For the first time in two years, she slept so soundly that it was past noon.
"Huh"
Mu Qingyue blinked her beautiful eyes in surprise and looked at her arm.
I see, that lash mark Li Po drew, at some point has been treated with medicine, wrapped in white cloth, and no longer hurts.
A thick fragrance wafted into Mu Qingyue's瓊鼻.
She walked to the table, where a clay pot sat steaming, its aroma filling the air.
Mu Qingyue frowned, her slender hand picking up the lid of the clay pot. Inside was a rich and fragrant chicken soup.
"All chicken tongues"
It's understandable to be surprised.
That wastrel young master, he can even cook now
Mu Qing Yue picked up the soup spoon, after a moment of silence, suddenly smiled brightly, causing a smile that eclipsed all flowers.
She took a sip of chicken soup.
"Pffft~ That's so sweet!"
Didn't you pour all the sugar into the soup
......
Behind the royal family's mountain, in a dense forest.
Wang Xuan stood silently.
This section of the Wang family's back mountain connects to the Wan Yao Mountain Range, located in a secluded and quiet place with few visitors. It is perfect for him to cultivate.
"Phantom Godly Steps, phantoms layered upon phantoms, truth and falsehood indistinguishable..."
Wang Xuan muttered to himself, his steps imbued with profound and esoteric techniques. Within them lay the rhythm of shifting heaven and earth.
Moments later.
"Yes, it's possible. The cultivation routes of the Great Creation Heavenward Technique and Phantom Shadow Steps don't clash, they perfectly complement each other!"
Wang Xuan's face was filled with excitement.
He may not have the innate talent of Emperor Ming, but he can still cultivate this ultimate skill with the Heavenly Transformation Scripture.
"The martial arts derived from the Heavenly Scripture of Empty Words are too overpowered. If Emperor Ming knew I could cultivate his ultimate skill, he would probably be so angry that he'd spit blood."
What a god-level martial art!
This day, even in the entire martial continent, there might not be one as good.
Over the next three days, Wang Xuan spent his time cultivating the Phantom Shadow Steps. During this period, he overheard conversations among the common people of the Wang family, who said that Wang Ya had provoked a celestial phenomenon.
The three elders issued invitations to various powers, clearly intending for Wang Ya to fight on the life-and-death stage and gain fame throughout the land!
And for three days, Wang Xuan would every night stew chicken soup for Mu Qingyue.
Mu Qingyue finished drinking it all.
Um, do I still have the potential to be a chef
"Haha, I did it!"
Under the scorching sun, in the woods, Wang Xuan stood with his hand on his hip and laughed heartily.
With one step, he instantly appeared ten feet away, but an image of him remained at the original spot!
An illusion.
But then, after a breath, the figure in its original place dissipated.
The Phantom God Steps are similar to teleportation, and they can also leave afterimages. At the entry level, it covers a distance of one zhang, leaving behind one afterimage!
If one cultivates the Shadow Phantom Steps to perfection, it will be a leap across the heavens!
"Whoosh whoosh"
Wang Xuan was delighted, when suddenly a gust of wind blew through the mountains on his side.
Huh
Wang Xuan turned his head and saw a demonic beast rushing out of the forest. Behind the demonic beast, a man was in pursuit.
That was a black rat the size of a cow, with sleek, dark fur, protruding fangs, and radiating the aura of a first-order demon.
"Stop that beast!"
A young man in Nie clan attire was chasing after Wang Xuan, ten meters behind the monster beast, shouting loudly.
The wind was blowing fiercely.
The demonic beast charged straight at Wang Xuan, its blood-filled maw wide open, its menacing aura threatening to devour him.
"Die."
Wang Xuan's eyes were as calm as ancient wells. With a wave of his arm, he unleashed a palm strike that echoed with a dull boom, striking the demon rat squarely between the eyebrows.
Thump.
The demon rat lay straight on the ground, lifeless, blood flowing from its nose and mouth.
Nie Feng was taken aback.
A monster equivalent to a human cultivator at the third level of the Xuan Yuan Realm was actually killed with a single palm strike
"Wang Xuan!"
Nie Feng suddenly exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the other party. Wasn't he Wang Jia's waste heir
His eyes twitched, and a dagger was plunged into the Hellfire Rat's brow.
"It turns out that while waving his hand, he was concealing a dagger." Let me know if you have anything else you'd like translated!
Nie Feng was taken aback, followed by a smirk on his face: "You've awakened your Martial Soul, so you can cultivate martial arts now"
Wang Xuan drew the dagger from the beast's head.
"Can you hear me talking to you"
Seeing Wang Xuan ignore him, Nie Feng's eyes flashed with a murderous intent. He sneered: "Hmph, you fool, my third sister is a heavenly pride, how could she be someone like you fantasizing about."
Wang Xuan, the wind is light and the clouds are faint.
If it were the him of old, he would surely be angry and unwilling to accept this. But now Wang Xuan faces this calmly.
Princess of Heaven
Once upon a time, Wang Xuan admired Nie Xian Sang. In the eyes of the people in Black Water City, she was indeed a prodigious female martial arts prodigy with stunning looks and a rare talent that came once in a hundred years.
That's all there is to it, then.
"Back then, if it hadn't been for Wang helping you, your sister would have died during the awakening ceremony. Are you heartless" Wang Xuan said with a light smile.
"You dare insult me" Nie Feng's face grew slightly dark, but his eyes flickered with movement. Gradually, a cruel smile spread across his face. "Just right, no one is here."
The three martial clans of Blackwater City are in a state of constant balance, with their disciples often engaging in disputes that can even result in death.
"Hehehe, since you've managed to cultivate martial arts, there's no way I can keep you around. It's necessary to eliminate any potential future threats. Today, this young master will let you, you fool, experience what it truly means to be a Martial Soul genius!"
A green sword shadow floated out from Nie Feng's head, its tip pointing directly at Wang Xuan, radiating an unparalleled sharpness.
And the sword shadow rapidly split, doubling once, then again, until it finally divided into ten sword shadows.
Human-level Nine Rank Martial Soul — Ten Shadow Sword!
Nie Feng was proud, he was also known as a genius in Heishui City, his Martial Soul was quite extraordinary.
"Die!"
Nie Feng's murderous laughter rang out, his cultivation base in the Xuan Yuan realm’s fourth level erupting with a roar. Ten sword shadows shot out, resembling ten celestial swords slashing through the void, attacking Wang Xuan...~The surrounding space shattered, revealing the bloody world outside. A blood-red sky, a blood-red earth, and corpses littered everywhere.Countless corpses flowed out, spilling blood that flooded the...