Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques

No Gate to Hell

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Upon seeing Saint Xizhou’s expression, others immediately understood that something must be amiss.

However, Saint Xizhou remained cold and silent, prompting the others to glance towards Zeng Huaizheng.

Saint Xizhou practiced a special secret technique called the “Heart’s Desire Technique.”

This method doesn’t cultivate elemental energy or mental power; it doesn’t even enhance one’s spiritual essence.

However, the special aspect of the Heart’s Desire Technique is that when cultivated to a certain level, it directly enhances the practitioner’s insight.

This effect is far more domineering than simply enhancing one’s spiritual essence.

However, the Heart’s Desire Technique imposes strict requirements on one’s aptitude. In the Heavenly Illusion Valley, only a few disciples can even grasp the basics of this technique.

Moreover, cultivating the Heart’s Desire Technique is not without its drawbacks. The deeper one comprehends this method, the more straightforward their temperament becomes.

Ultimately, one’s character aligns with the name of the technique; they act solely based on their feelings. What they deem right is right, and no amount of persuasion from others will sway them.

At this moment, with Saint Xizhou remaining silent, the others naturally refrained from forcing him.

“The specific reason, I am unaware of it as well. Just some time ago, I was drinking with Senior Brother Xizhou, and he mentioned that this person was involved in dark practices and should be eradicated. So, I kept it in mind.”

Zeng Huaizheng glanced at Saint Xizhou, seeing no objections, he continued with a smile, “I didn’t really think much of it at first. But unexpectedly, today within Feihuang City, I encountered this person.”

As Zeng Huaizheng spoke, the figure formed by his elemental energy continued to transform, becoming increasingly lifelike, even perfectly mimicking the aura of the Mountain Sea Realm.

The True Illusion Technique, while not considered the foremost orthodox technique of the Heavenly Illusion Valley, is among its most elite inheritances.

It can vividly replicate anything seen and, during battles, achieve a profound state where truth and falsehood interchange seamlessly.

“This person is quite interesting. The aura he emits differs significantly from what Senior Brother described, indicating an attempt to conceal. However, this concealment is rather crude and wouldn’t hold up under scrutiny.”

Zeng Huaizheng shook his head, and the aura of the figure in his hand began to fluctuate, switching between two completely different energies.

“Clap, clap, clap!”

Chi Shengsheng applauded lightly, with a hint of admiration on his face. He said, “Junior Brother Zeng has indeed mastered the True Illusion Technique to such a level. This person is fortunate to encounter you, Junior Brother.”

The others couldn’t help but nod slightly. After all, if it were them, they wouldn’t have been able to discern that the aura was a disguise.

So, it wasn’t that the person’s method of concealment was too crude; it was just that they had encountered the more adept Zeng Huaizheng.

“Senior Brother Chi is overly kind,” Zeng Huaizheng waved his hand, but his eyes couldn’t hide his satisfaction.

“I encountered this person over a year ago. At that time, he was pursuing another individual due to a dispute over treasures obtained from killing. The one being pursued sought my help, but this person was stubborn and unrepentant, completely oblivious to reason!”

Saint Xizhou’s voice suddenly rang out, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the figure in Zeng Huaizheng’s hand.

“It seems this person is quite capable. Senior Brother Xizhou couldn’t even kill him!” remarked someone nearby.

“Yes! I didn’t expect this person to be so powerful. In my carelessness, I was even injured by him.”

Saint Xizhou nodded, continuing, “I had planned to continue cultivating for some time before seeking him out to eliminate him, to rid the people of this scourge. But I never expected him to come to Feihuang City. It’s as if hell’s gate has opened!”

“It seems Senior Brother Xizhou already has a plan,” Zeng Huaizheng smiled.

“Those who follow dark paths like this only bring harm upon the world!” Saint Xizhou declared firmly.

“Hahaha, if Senior Brother Xizhou decides to act, remember to call me!” Zeng Huaizheng laughed loudly, eager for action.

“If we’re really going to kill him, it’s better to have more people,” someone nearby reminded.

It’s not common for someone in the early stages of the Mountain Sea Realm to overpower Saint Xizhou in a one-on-one fight. If they’re going to kill someone, they should do it decisively, leaving no room for error.

“Absolutely right!” the others nodded.

No one cared whether what Saint Xizhou said was true or not, whether the person was truly following a dark path or committing crimes for treasures. None of that mattered.

What mattered was that this person had injured Saint Xizhou, who was their fellow disciple of the Heavenly Illusion Valley, and that was sufficient.

If it were any other time, they might have hesitated to accept Saint Xizhou’s invitation to kill someone.

But now, within Feihuang City, it was as if the target was within arm’s reach. With five of them present, killing someone of the same level might not be easy, but it was certainly feasible.

The Heavenly Illusion Valley, compared to the current Feihuang Sect, still held considerable strength because it had the foundation of a sacred place.

Three thousand years ago, the Heavenly Illusion Valley was one of the few sacred places on the Middle Continent. That was the peak of its glory, when its reputation spread throughout the continent and even across the Boundless Sea.

However, as the strong practitioners of the Heavenly Illusion Valley reached the end of their lives, and with no successors emerging, the valley naturally began to decline, and its status as a sacred place faded away.

Nevertheless, even so, whether it’s the foundation of the Heavenly Illusion Valley or the peak practitioners of the Mountain Sea Realm present within the sect, they are still much stronger than other top forces.

“Now that we’re still within Feihuang City, we should give face to the Feihuang Sect and refrain from acting within the city,” Chi Shengsheng reminded.

While the Heavenly Illusion Valley surpasses the Feihuang Sect, they wouldn’t want to needlessly provoke such a top force like the Feihuang Sect because it serves no purpose unless there are significant interests at stake.

If they were to act within Feihuang City, it would be seen as disrespecting the Feihuang Sect, and such behavior would be foolish.

“That’s only natural,” Saint Xizhou nodded. He was straightforward but understood the importance of weighing the situation.

“This person is likely just passing through Feihuang City temporarily and will leave after some time. We can deal with him then,” Zeng Huaizheng suggested.

“Among us, Junior Brother Zeng is the most suitable to monitor this person. We’U trouble Junior Brother Zeng to keep an eye on him for a while,” Chi Shengsheng said, lifting a glass of wine from the table and taking a sip.

“Thankyou, Junior Brother Zeng,” Saint Xizhou stood up, bowing respectfully.

“We’re all fellow brothers, there’s no need for such formality,” Zeng Huaizheng waved his hand magnanimously, appearing somewhat pleased.

Several tens of miles away at the inn, Chen Fei set up his surroundings with an array formation, then sat cross-legged to begin his day’s cultivation.

Continuous insights began to emerge in his sea of consciousness, as the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drawn into Chen Fei’s body.

The second Divine Palace had just condensed, but at this moment, it was already extremely stable, without any of the ethereal quality typical of other practitioners in the Mountain Sea Realm when they first breakthrough.

The residual medicinal power of the Heavenly Rain Flower not only helped in the condensation of the second Divine Palace but also laid the foundation for the third Divine Palace.

Now, Chen Fei’s cultivation was focused on continuing to construct the Divine Palaces based on this foundation.

The innate talent of the Sword Mastery shimmered with a faint light, guiding the cultivation of the Profound Demon Sword and the absorption and circulation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The more Chen Fei utilized the talent of the Sword Mastery, the more he could perceive its profundity.

At this moment, as he cultivated the Profound Demon Sword, in addition to continuous insights into the sword, Chen Fei’s mind would also burst with other inspirations related to the Profound Demon Sword.

These inspirations may not reveal much in the short term, but when accumulated to a certain degree, they can fundamentally alter and improve the way of cultivating the Profound Demon Sword.

Over the years, Chen Fei’s cultivation has already been significantly enhanced in terms of talent. However, the appearance of the innate talent of the Sword Mastery has raised Chen Fei’s talent in swordsmanship by a large margin once again.

Because this increase was sudden, the contrast before and after became very obvious.

“I wonder if there’s an enhanced version of this talent behind.”

A thought subconsciously emerged in Chen Fei’s mind. However, even if there were talents stronger than the Sword Mastery, they would undoubtedly be in more distant places in the void. The requirements for one’s spiritual depth would be too high.

Unless Chen Fei cultivates some peerless sword technique and activates the internal world of Chen Fei himself, it would be possible to pull the talents from the distant void to the forefront, as was the case with several talents previously bestowed upon by the Suppressing Dragon Elephant.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Fei cleared his mind of distractions and wholeheartedly immersed himself in cultivation, enjoying the satisfaction of feeling his strength improving with each passing moment.

The next day, at about 3 pm, after inquiring about some bounty-related matters, Chen Fei arrived outside the Shanggong Hall.

“I wonder, what brings the senior here?”

As soon as Chen Fei stopped outside the Shanggong Hall, a steward from the Feihuang Sect immediately approached him.

Chen Fei glanced at the steward, noting that he was at the early Combined Aperture Tempering realm, not particularly high in cultivation level. However, in the presence of Chen Fei, he displayed confidence without arrogance, a demeanor instilled by a powerful sect.

“I’ve caught a member of the Black Divine Sect. I heard rewards can be obtained here,” Chen Fei said as he retrieved a black spherical object from his sleeve, the very one that had been sealed previously, indicating the captured member of the Black Divine Sect.

The steward of the Feihuang Sect was momentarily stunned when he saw the sphere in Chen Fei’s hand, then quickly ushered Chen Fei into the Shanggong Hall.

In less than a moment, a powerful aura emerged outside the Shanggong Hall. Chen Fei turned to look and saw a tall figure approaching.

Broad-shouldered and sturdy, Chen Fei looked up at the face and recognized him as Qu Shangzheng, the hall master of the Shanggong Hall, a late-stage practitioner of the Mountain Sea Realm. Even within the Feihuang Sect, he was a true authority figure.

“You want to exchange the Black Divine Sect member for a bounty?” Qu Shangzheng came to stand before Chen Fei, straightforwardly asking without any pleasantries.

“Yes.”

Chen Fei stood up, took out the black spherical object from his hand, and stimulated the seal with his elemental energy.

The surface of the black sphere rippled slightly, and one could vaguely see something moving within it. At the same time, a strange aura emanated from it, filling the Shanggong Hall.

Qu Shangzheng sensed the aura and his eyes lit up slightly. With this aura alone, apart from a member of the Black Divine Sect, no other creature could imitate it.

Chen Fei handed over the black sphere, and Qu Shangzheng took it, sensing the sealing technique. He glanced at Chen Fei with some surprise.

Compared to the clever sealing techniques used by others who claimed bounties, Chen Fei’s sealing technique was straightforward and forceful, which was quite rare.

“What do you want in exchange?” Confirming that it was indeed a member of the Black Divine Sect, Qu Shangzheng put away the black sphere and looked at Chen Fei.

“I want a powerful sword technique!”

Most spiritual materials were not lacking for Chen Fei, though he wouldn’t mind having Heavenly Rain Flowers. But the value of a member of the Black Divine Sect couldn’t even exchange for a Heavenly Rain Flower.

“A technique?” Qu Shangzheng pondered Chen Fei’s request for a moment before nodding.

In less than a moment, three jade slips were placed in front of Chen Fei.