Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds
Chapter 87. Innate Martial Arts (seeking to read more)

Chapter 87: 87. Innate Martial Arts (seeking to read more)

「Approaching late night.」

In the Heavenly King’s Mansion study, two secret manuals were once again placed in front of Xu Xing.

One was the "Imperial Court Sword Canon" granted by Emperor Chongming. The other was the complete version of the "Eight-Armed Vajra Sutra," with the remaining three Bright King Seals included.

After he sent Eunuch Li Enlu, who has the imperial seal, to the Posthouse, the former Alliance Leader of the Righteous Army, Eight-Armed Dharma King Monk Shang, understanding Xu Xing’s fondness for martial arts classics, personally visited him. He presented Xu Xing with the full set of the "Eight-Armed Vajra Sutra."

Monk Shang, fearing Xu Xing might not grasp the subtleties of these three Bright King Seals, even wrote annotations for him. Each move was detailed with extreme thoroughness.

Monk Shang should have reached the peak of the Trained Realm, having accumulated Internal Power for over a hundred years, Xu Xing mused after reading Monk Shang’s commentary on the cultivation method. He’s just a few steps away from breaking through to the Innate Realm. However, these few steps are like a Heavenly Barrier, insurmountable for ordinary people. Opening the Heaven and Earth Bridge is not easy. I was also fortunate; by employing ’resolve with soldiers’, I managed to open this narrow path. It’s like sacrificing a life.

If it weren’t for my meddling, perhaps Monk Shang truly had a chance to break through the siege of the official soldiers, transform from a snake into a dragon, and become one of the pseudo dragons vying for the world, Xu Xing inwardly sighed. Although the probability of this is low, it doesn’t negate that Monk Shang is an extraordinary talent of his time, favored by heaven and earth. With such Great Fortune on his side, it’s quite normal for Monk Shang to reach the peak of the Trained Realm.

It is rumored that Xuanji Temple is one of the two major Martial Dao sects in Fengxi Country, he thought, his gaze turning towards Luonan Road in the southeast. Ranked alongside the Xiaoyao Sect. Far surpassing the three major sects of Guanxi Road...

Luonan Road was adjacent to Guanxi Road. Compared to the barren Guanxi Road, Luonan Road was much more fertile and was one of the Imperial Court’s significant sources of finance and taxation. However, Luonan Road was most famous for Xuanji Temple, renowned as "Spanning Two Mansions, with monk fields everywhere."

If there are Innate Martial Artists in the mortal world... Xu Xing was confident. The Royal Family, Xuanji Temple, and the Xiaoyao Sect are the most likely candidates.

The Royal Family needs no explanation. In the glimpse of destiny predicted from the collapse of the [Righteous Thief] Fate, the Royal Family had connections with the white-haired man, who was suspected of cultivating immortality. With the Royal Family’s foundation, cultivating a few Innate Martial Artists wouldn’t be difficult. As for Xuanji Temple and the Xiaoyao Sect, they are the titans of the Jianghu. Monk Shang, merely a renegade monk from a temple, possessed such strength; one can only imagine the true pillars of these two sects. Consider Yao Dang from Big Snow Mountain, who possessed supreme techniques like the "Three Mountains One Qi Spiritual Capture Method Concentration Vein Formula" to accelerate the accumulation of internal energy...

But Emperor Chongming is quite calculating, giving me an Innate Martial Art, Xu Xing thought, caressing the thin booklet of the "Imperial Court Sword Canon." As Zhao Yunniang said, the martial arts bestowed by Emperor Chongming would definitely not be subpar. If they were, the Emperor himself would lose face, leading people to believe he was narrow-minded. But Emperor Chongming also possesses a degree of cunning. The martial art he gave wasn’t a cultivation method, but an Innate Martial Art. This "Imperial Court Sword Canon," without reaching the Innate Realm, can only be shelved. And the Innate Realm... under the vast heavens, only a handful of people can achieve it.

So far, Xu Xing had not encountered a single Innate Martial Artist.

Cultivate first!

Xu Xing completely put the two manuals out of his mind and began to sit in meditation, guiding Qi into his body. Both the Vajra Mudra and the "Imperial Court Sword Canon" were martial arts techniques, offering no benefit to his breakthrough to the Innate Realm. These techniques could wait until an Instance World opened up.

...

Perhaps it was due to the surrender of the former Alliance Leader, Monk Shang, or perhaps the Imperial Court’s rewards. Aided by the Bright Yellow Destiny [Official Thief], Xu Xing adeptly navigated both the Righteous Army and the Imperial Court. Although he couldn’t perceive how much his Luck had increased, the Spiritual Energy in his surroundings felt more drawn to him during his cultivation. Coupled with the plundered thousand-year-old medicines...

「One year and three months later.」

His accumulation of natal True Qi had already reached the equivalent of over a hundred years for an ordinary person. The True Qi brimming in his Dantian gradually began to liquefy.

"HUFF!"

A refined breath of True Qi escaped Xu Xing’s lips, transforming into an invisible blade. It instantly extinguished several candlewicks more than ten steps away, and the secret chamber plunged into darkness.

Is it still not working? Xu Xing frowned, muttering to himself. Am I just that little bit short?

He continued to silently circulate the "Eight-Armed Vajra Sutra." The True Qi, surging like a great river, flowed endlessly through his Meridians, faintly emitting a sound like the thunderous roar of waves crashing against the shore. True Qi, gathered at the Tanzhong acupoint, transformed into swimming fish. It leaped downwards from the crystal-clear inborn strange vein and plunged into the depths of his Dantian.

But soon, the Dantian expelled this strand of True Qi. The True Qi flowed back from his Dantian to his throat, once again transforming into a Qi blade and being discharged from his mouth.

A bottleneck? he wondered. Or perhaps... breaking through to the Innate Realm via internal cultivation also requires a certain level of external physical training to bear the accumulation of 120 years of True Qi... No, that’s not right. I cultivate both internally and externally, and I possess a Faux Innate Maitreya Body. My Meridians and Dantian should be able to bear this much True Qi.

Xu Xing shook his head. Then, after careful consideration, he understood the crux of the problem. Ordinary people breaking through to the Innate Realm refine the essence stored in food. I, however, directly absorb surrounding Spiritual Energy with my Innate-like body. Therefore, my True Qi is purer and more potent than ordinary True Qi.

Continue... Xu Xing’s resolve firmed. My Destiny indicates I can break through to the Innate Realm within three years. Worst case, I’ll enter secluded cultivation for three years. A year and a half has already passed; another year or so doesn’t make much difference.

Compared to those with mediocre talent, his aptitude was far superior. The bottlenecks he encountered were enough to make a host of Trained Martial Artists green with envy.

From spring to autumn, time flew.

「In a blink of an eye, another year had passed.」

It was now the 24th year of the Chongming era. On this day, the winter solstice arrived, and the Heavenly King’s Mansion was draped in a blanket of silver snow.

"Mom..." a three-year-old Xu Zhang, squatting on the ground playing with a snowball in the rear courtyard, casually asked, "When is Dad coming out of his secluded cultivation? Zhang’er hasn’t seen Dad in a long time."

His skin was smooth and fair, his eyes clear and bright. He wore a tiger-head cap, a cotton-padded jacket covered by a silk robe, and a gilded longevity lock, two to three inches in size, around his neck. Covered in snowflakes, his small face was flushed red from the cold, looking utterly adorable.

"Your dad..." Zhao Yunniang subconsciously glanced towards the study. He should be out soon.

Over the past three years, King Xing Tian had truly become the martial arts fanatic described by court officials and common folk alike. Every day, apart from a fixed period for receiving his ministers, he was in secluded cultivation, practicing martial arts. Even she, his wife, rarely had the chance to see him.

Soon? Xu Zhang was puzzled. Ever since I can remember, whenever I ask when Dad will come out of seclusion, Mom only ever replies, ’Soon.’ Not even a tiny bit of variation.

However—

At this moment, a rumble like thunder suddenly came from the direction of the study.

BOOM!

Smoke and dust billowed. A large hole was blasted through a wall of green bricks and black tiles.

Inside the hole, Xu Xing sat cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes tightly shut, his mouth slightly agape.

After he had exhaled hundreds, even thousands of times, this wall had finally been unable to bear the strain and collapsed with a loud crash.