Chapter 503: Divine Martial

In the new world,

Wu Ming stood on a hill, gazing at the surrounding primeval forest scenery, his eyes deep in thought:

According to the memories of other reincarnators… this world, although also operating under the grand cosmic laws and the same Immortal Martial system, suppresses Daoist techniques while promoting martial arts. Various forms of combat and killing techniques have developed to their peak. Even secular powers differ—it is not a unified empire, but rather various martial artists and sects controlling different regions, warring with each other and claiming kingship.

“In terms of physical mastery and martial arts prowess, could this world actually surpass the Great Zhou world?”

He straightforwardly labeled this world: “If that’s the case, this world shall be named the Divine Martial World.”

“In the Great Zhou world, martial arts begin from the Ninefold Physical Realm, progressing to Master, Grand Master, and Martial Sage, with only four levels at most… but this world should have breakthroughs!”

In the Great Zhou world, cultivation Daoism dominates, while spirit path is also active, but martial arts are inherently weaker.

However, in the Divine Martial World, everything seems reversed.

“Perhaps through this journey of learning strengths to compensate for weaknesses, I can enhance the martial arts of Great Zhou…”

Wu Ming’s mind wandered in thought.

The path of the Main Temple was inherently one of embracing all possibilities. His research into these matters wasn’t only for smoothly investigating this world, but also for preparing something for Wu Zhi and others back in Great Zhou.

This girl devoted herself entirely to martial arts, with the Fourth Level Martial Sage being her limit.

Wu Ming naturally wanted to find her a way forward, unwilling to truly watch her body age and eventually perish from old age.

Hmm… According to the true soul memories of previous reincarnators, the martial arts foundation of this world differs slightly from that of Great Zhou in the beginning. It emphasizes sensing energy and cultivating internal breath, progressing from within outwardly, somewhat similar to the internal refinement methods of human immortals…

As he pondered, he began to emulate heaven and earth, generating a thread of the purest primordial energy.

“Although there is suppression, the power of Great Luo is sufficient to traverse countless worlds. Although this crystal barrier system is somewhat troublesome, it’s merely a matter of additional consumption…”

With this thread of energy, a glow appeared on Wu Ming’s body, his innate immortal energy, which was quickly transformed. He refined essence into energy, and soon opened a dantian in his lower abdomen, where threads of internal energy settled. His entire demeanor changed.

If before he was merely an ordinary youth, now he exuded a sharp, penetrating aura. His temples slightly bulged, and his eyes shone with brilliant energy.

If martial artists saw this scene, they would surely be shocked, for ordinary martial artists often spend their entire lives stuck at the stage of sensing energy, not to mention accumulating such terrifying internal energy in such a short time.

“Sigh… Can this be considered abandoning the essential for the trivial? Actually using innate immortal energy directly to generate internal energy accumulation?”

Wu Ming looked at his hands, feeling the internal energy in his dantian like a hidden dragon, responding instantly to his will. He couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Compared to the previous Phantom Spirit World, he had improved significantly.

In fact, although his Daoist abilities were suppressed in this world, his immortal consciousness and the support of the Main Temple allowed him to retain about sixty to seventy percent of his strength from the Great Zhou world!

In this Divine Martial World, few could rival him.

At this moment, exploring the world’s rules and generating internal energy was merely for familiarization and research purposes, a casual endeavor.

“My main body is currently using the Main Temple to analyze the crystal barrier system. What I need to do now is gather world information, coordinate from within and without, and wait for the day when it is finally completed…”

Wu Ming’s spiritual sense spread out.

Although this world still suppressed Daoist techniques, he had already reached the level of connecting with the world’s power. Even though somewhat weakened, his range was still immensely vast.

At this moment, his senses seemed amplified to the extreme. His eyes saw dewdrops falling from a single green leaf over ten miles away. His ears heard the growth of grass and trees, the deep penetration of roots into the soil.

And the life energies of countless creatures—serpents, insects, rodents, ants, wolves, tigers, leopards—each and every living being’s vitality appeared clearly in his consciousness.

“Although the concentration of spiritual energy in this world is not as high as in the Great Zhou world, there are still many fierce beasts…”

Of course, Wu Ming, having come from the Phantom Spirit World, looked down on these.

But soon, his eyebrows lifted, and he immediately sensed something.

“There’s human qi… two people, and they’re not too weak either…”

Wu Ming quickly headed toward the source of the sensation, moving like a gentle breeze. Thorns, ancient branches, and dense forests could not hinder him in the least.

…

“Good sir, once you’ve fallen into my Miaoniang’s hands, do you think you can still escape?”

Inside a cave.

In the quiet surroundings, a coquettish laugh suddenly echoed, sweet as a nightingale, filled with temptation, stirring the heart.

A woman of exquisite appearance, looking no older than thirty, wearing a pink silk dress with skin as smooth as congealed fat, smiled at a young male martial artist on the ground:

“My dear… you’re so handsome, how could I bear to torture you?”

Miaoniang looked at the young martial artist with apparent affection: “Be a good boy, hand over the ‘Ten Thousand Li Rivers and Mountains Scroll,’ and I promise not to harm a single hair on your head. I’ll even ensure you experience every pleasure imaginable. How about that?”

She smiled, her pink tongue licking her plump lips, her eyes brimming with water, exuding an indescribable allure.

Facing such beauty, especially a young man, even the most resolute would waver slightly.

However, although the martial artist on the ground seemed subdued, his face showed only disgust: “Despicable woman! You dream of obtaining my family’s treasure!”

“My dear younger brother…”

Rebuffed directly, Miaoniang’s expression faltered briefly before she resumed speaking sweetly: “That ‘Ten Thousand Li Rivers and Mountains Scroll’ may be said to contain supreme martial arts manuals, but if it could truly be deciphered, how could your family have been wiped out?”

“Hand it over to your elder sister. I’ve seen much and know much. I’ll definitely discern its authenticity. If there really is a secret martial arts manual, I’ll teach it to you. We can cultivate together, becoming a pair of wandering lovers in the martial world. Wouldn’t that be delightful?”

“Never!”

The young martial artist, however, was extremely determined, steadfastly refusing no matter how Miaoniang tempted him.

“You refuse the wine of your own free will and insist on drinking the punishment cup!”

Miaoniang tried persuading him a few more times, her expression gradually darkening before she smiled again: “Fine… let your elder sister let you have a little fun first, so you’ll know my sincerity… hehe…”

With a coquettish laugh, she slowly approached, her soft jade-like hands grabbing the youth, slowly moving upward.

“Demoness… Even if I die, I won’t let you have my family’s treasure!”

The young man, his face pale, shouted loudly.

“This brat is indeed a virgin… hehe… When he’s in a daze from desire, I’ll use my soul enchantment technique. There’s no way he won’t spill the beans!”

Miaoniang, already a lustful butterfly by nature, seeing the youth’s handsome face, had already felt a little excited. Now her actions became even more unrestrained: “Little brother, you will indeed die, but it will be a death of ecstasy… hehe… Scream if you want. No one will come to rescue you here…”

“Ahh…”

Moments later, a sharp scream echoed from within the cave.

Unfortunately, the one who screamed wasn’t the young martial artist, but Miaoniang.

She staggered backward, her face pale, suddenly exclaiming: “You… you’re a woman?”

“Demoness… I, Lin Xinlan, will definitely kill you one day!”

The “young martial artist” leaned against the rock wall, his clothes disheveled, his hair now loose like a cloud, and a face mask discarded beside him, revealing his truly exquisite appearance, filled with hatred.

“Unexpected… the last descendant of the Lin family is actually a woman!”

Miaoniang picked up the mask and exclaimed in amazement, “This must be the legendary masterpiece of the world’s greatest master of disguise—the Thousand-Faced Divine Monarch’s handcrafted mask. Truly, it’s so lifelike that even I was almost fooled by it!”

“So what if it is?”

Lin Xinlan held her head high, clearly unafraid.

“Hehe…”

Seeing her defiant look, Miaoniang suddenly stepped forward, her face cold, one hand grabbing Lin Xinlan’s neck, while the nails of the other hand scraped across her jade-like skin: “When dealing with women, your elder sister has even more methods! Tell me, what would this exquisitely beautiful face look like if I carved a scar across it?”

Or… I could sell you to the largest brothel in the city. Those noble patrons would surely dote on you day and night, hehe…

As Miaoniang described this, Lin Xinlan’s face turned alternately red and white.

Half from fear, and half from suffocation.

“Tsk tsk!”

Just then, a sigh suddenly came from the side.

“Who’s there? Who is it?”

Startled, Miaoniang loosened her grip, and Lin Xinlan fell to the ground gasping for air, looking toward the cave entrance.

There, a young man lazily leaned against the rock wall, his face full of mocking: “Unexpectedly… coming here and witnessing such a wonderful show. You two continue, don’t mind me!”

His face was as handsome as jade, every movement exuding the demeanor of a courteous gentleman, his expression full of sincerity.

Yet, given the setting, it couldn’t help but carry an ironic undertone.

“Kid… you’re asking for death!”

Miaoniang was also a ruthless character. Inwardly furious, her delicate jade hand instantly transformed into a deadly claw, her nails springing out, aiming directly at Wu Ming’s face with a fierce gust of wind.

However, upon catching sight of the young man’s handsome face, she couldn’t help but subconsciously ease her strength slightly.

Miaoniang had survived until now and even captured Lin Xinlan, naturally possessing formidable skills. This claw technique was particularly her pride.

Even Lin Xinlan, witnessing her swift and ghostly movements, inwardly admired her, knowing that even without any underhanded tricks, in a fair fight, she would inevitably be captured.

“That man is doomed…”

Just as this thought crossed her mind, the next moment she heard an extremely grating sound of bones breaking. Miaoniang held her arm, glaring hatefully as she retreated: “So you came here for that little girl. The green mountains will never change, nor will the flowing waters. Today’s favor, Miaoniang will remember!”