Yuan Qi, the foundation of heaven and earth.
Cultivating Yuan Qi will give rise to a variety of superpowers.
Once your cultivation level reaches a certain realm, all abilities will become unimaginably impressive!
"Palm that can shatter stones", "Feet that walk on ripples", "Eyes that can see miles away", "Fire and water resistant body", "Unstoppable force", "Earthquake-causing strength", "Ability to fly and dive", "Shattering the void"...
Wang Lie is such a warrior.
In Lei Yang Continent, Yuan Qi is thriving.
This is a world of warriors, a world of the strong. Those without martial arts cultivation can only be lowly servants, even more insignificant than ants.
Tianhe Sect, the outer courtyard, on the martial arts training field.
A group of young boys are devoutly practicing in the field, none of them appear to be over thirteen or fourteen years old.
And on their cuffs, there are several water markings, rippling like magic engraved runes.
Their movements resemble tigers preying, the eagle from the void, the dragon clawing ahead, the buffalo charging, the lion hunting, the huge whale swallowing seas, shaking heavens and earth...
In the midst of their opening and closing movements, a formidable and swift momentum emerges, shaking the soul, incredibly powerful.
Even these young boys have the vigor of the heaven and earth moving around their bodies, a sign of reaching the second layer of Jing Wu - Dong Shen realm in their cultivation, suggesting they have achieved a certain level of practice.
And cornered in the shadowy rocks at the edge of the training field, a pair of clear, black and white eyes are quietly observing, revealing a deep longing.
This young boy is Wang Lie!
Perhaps too engrossed in his observation, Wang Lie subconsciously deduced some martial arts moves, deeply stirring the Qi of the heaven and earth, causing a faint vibration.
"Who is there?"
In the martial arts training ground, a tall, purple-robed young man, his ears twitching slightly, instantly shifted his gaze towards the fringe of the artificial mountains.
"Damn, I've been spotted."
Wang Lie got a start in his heart and thought about running away.
With a speed swift as lightning, the purple-robed youth reached Wang Lie in an eye blink, reached out his hand, and effortless tossed Wang Lie out into the training ground.
"Hisss! That hurts."
Wang Lie only felt as though his insides, his liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, were all churning, a mouthful of blood lingered in his throat. Eventually, he couldn't bear it anymore and violently vomited it out.
The purple-robed youth stood arrogantly in the training ground, gazing down on Wang Lie from a high vantage point.
The other young boys in the field also stopped their cultivation and swiftly gathered around.
Seeing Wang Lie's condition, the purple-robed youth's brow furrowed, "A low-rank disciple hiding among the artificial mountains, could you be trying to steal martial techniques, don't you know this is a great taboo for the Tianhe Sect?"
Painstakingly enduring the acute pain in his body, Wang Lie slowly stood up, wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, and respectfully answered, "Brother Yang Qing, I was just passing by here and happened to see."
"Happened to see? Yet you hid among the artificial mountains and refused to leave?"
"Is this what you call unintentional?"
"I think you are clearly trying to steal martial techniques! Violating the great taboo of Tianhe Sect, you should be executed on the spot!"
Everyone looked at Wang Lie, discussing fervently among themselves.
"Senior brother, I was simply passing by! Please see the truth and forgive me!" Wang Lie trembled slightly as he spoke in an extremely respectful voice.
Yang Qing responded coldly, "Hmm? Wang Lie, are you asking me to be partial and unjust? States have state laws, sects have sect discipline! If I don't punish you, where would the dignity of the Tianhe Sect be?"
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Yang Qing is completely right."
"He must be severely disciplined! Stealing martial arts, we cannot condone!"
"But even if you've seen it, so what? Are you deluding yourself into thinking this is how you'll tread on the road of cultivation?"
"I know what you're thinking, cultivating the Tianhe Sect's arts, aiming for the promotion at the conference a few days ahead, hoping to stage a comeback?"
"Foolish underclass student, you will always remain a lesser person, stop daydreaming."
Similar taunts rose and fell.
Wang Lie's body was slightly trembling, the crowd's cold words stinging his heart.
"That's enough. I may be a lower-ranked disciple, but I am not a servant. I have the right to cultivate too!" Wang Lie's eyes blazed with anger, and he roared furiously.
"Not a servant?"
Yang Qing let out a small smirk, regarding Wang Lie as beneath his consideration. He spoke slowly, "There are three ranks of disciples: upper, middle, and lower. If you're not a servant, who is? Are you believing that mastering martial arts will let you turn the tables and shake off your mark of subservience?"
"Yang Qing, you..."
Wang Lie's eyes were bloodshot, his fists clenched tightly, "It seems you truly look down upon me, a lower-ranked disciple."
"When have I ever respected you? Don't assume that because we knew each other when we were young, I have to think highly of you. A lowly disciple will always be lowly. Do you think you're worthy of speaking with a superior disciple like me?"
Yang Qing mocked mercilessly.
"Yang Qing, during that winter years ago, if it weren't for my Wang family's shelter, you would have been dead! Now that my family has fallen, you feel you can treat me this way?"
Wang Lie gritted his teeth, a trickle of fresh blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.
"So what? The law is impartial, if you steal martial arts knowledge, you must be punished! There's no room for leniency!"
There was a cold glint in Yang Qing's eyes and a cold laugh escaped her lips. Apparently, she had long forgotten the kindness shown to her years ago. She was indeed an ungrateful wretch!
At this time, seeing the other's disdainful expression, Wang Lie finally exploded, even if his opponent was a noble high-ranking disciple.
With a burst of strength from nowhere, Wang Lie abruptly stood up and charged at Yang Qing.
At this faint moment, Wang Lie was vaguely enveloped in a faint aura of heaven and earth energy; it was hazy, but palpable!
"Overestimating yourself!"
There was a flicker in Yang Qing's eyes. With a slight shift of her foot, she saw Wang Lie's remarkable talent and made a hard decision in her heart: she absolutely could not let Wang Lie grow!
Meanwhile, Wang Lie let out a loud shout, and abruptly reached out his five claws enveloped in a faint aura of primary energy, seemingly using the Big Capture hand technique previously practiced!
With a swift sound, Yang Qing quickly twisted away, but the corner of her fine clothes was still fiercely torn off by Wang Lie, it was unparalleled!
"You're courting death!"
Yang Qing's face changed, embarrassment turning into anger, her hatred deepened, and her moves were incredibly ruthless.
With a thunderous boom! The Qi within his body surged, his foot abruptly stomping onto Wang Lie's abdomen, which was the deposit for Qi, and also the pivotal dantian for martial artists!
Crack!
It sounded as if something was smashed into pieces by Yang Qing's stomp.
Wang Lie himself only felt as if his body was brutally smashed by a mountain, his limbs and body emitting the sound of fractures, glaring at Yang Qing with eyes full of hatred!
The next second, he finally couldn't bear the pain and suddenly fainted.
"Such pretty but useless stuff, and I got you down just like that?" Yang Qing scanned around, the corner of his mouth curling up with a disdainful smile.
"Brother... you didn't kill him, did you?"
A young boy all of sudden came close nervously asked.
"I have only exerted half of my strength, don't worry, he will not die, the Sky River Guard will not hold me accountable."
Yang Qing glanced at the boy and shook his head: "Even if he's dead, so what? Would the Sky River Sect still penalize me, a superior disciple, for the sake of this inferior one?"
Upon hearing this, none dared to say anything else. It seems like with Yang Qing’s status, he had nothing to fear.
"However, leaving him here is inappropriate. You all send him back to the firewood room in the backyard, as if nothing happened, understand?"
Yang Qing said calmly, as if this person's injuries had nothing to do with him.
"Yes, we understand..."
The crowd answered unanimously.
Then two people stepped forward, carrying Wang Lie towards the firewood room in the backyard, slowly disappearing from everyone's sight.
Yang Qing's eyes flickered, a trace of hidden sharpness surfaced, and he chuckled coldly.
