Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 621 - 388: This Liquor is Strong! Jizi Awakens, Hits the Road, Heading for Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"Martial arts, martial arts, what is martial arts!"

"Martial arts isn't about wining and dining guests; it is the way of life and death. No martial artist who lacks the will to face death to find life will be able to perfect the Dominant Fist of Heaven and Earth in this lifetime, let alone sit on an equal footing with cultivators of spirituality."

"The human body contains great secrets; by breaking through the void, one can witness the Divine."

"When one sees the Divine without faltering, their skill will find its place, and truly harnessing the great elixir of the human body, only then can you all transcend the mundane."

"This path is difficult to tread; without exceptional wisdom, one is doomed to more deaths than life, but the flowers that bloom on the brink of a precipice are far more dazzling than those found elsewhere."

"As the saying goes, 'The master leads you to the door, the practice is up to the individual.' From today onwards, I, your humble Daoist, can no longer teach you anything new. Everything must rely on your own enlightenment."

"I hope that in the future some among you will become skilled enough to tap into the divine treasures within the body, harvest the great elixir of the human form, and communicate with ghosts and gods!"

Above the high platform, Yi Chengzi stood with his hands behind his back, deep and immovable, as he transmitted the 'martial arts' to a few hundred muscular men below.

In this martial arts lecture, Yi Chen revealed some substantial insights, yet the faces of the crowd were a mix of emotions—some were dismissive, others puzzled, both Hu Er and Hu Da fell into deep thought, while Bai Shishi appeared ecstatic, as if she had heard the ultimate truth of the universe.

The teaching and solving of doubts without discrimination faced diverse reactions due to the varying aptitudes of the five hundred individuals present.

Yi Chen internally shook his head at those who were dismissive, quietly categorizing them as having limited potential for achievement.

A truly talented and perceptive individual may be limited by their insights and lack understanding of many things, but when truly valuable things are presented before them, they will have a sharp 'killer instinct' to judge the value of things.

"Well, today's martial arts lecture is concluded; you may all continue to practice on your own."

Yi Chen flicked his Daoist robe and sat down in the Taishi Chair with a majestic posture, watching the disciples below either sitting in meditation to cultivate their Qi or sparring. His gaze, however, began to wander as the Demon's Relic fluttered in his palm like a butterfly flitting through flowers,

and streaming information intermittently flashed before his eyes.

Looking at the ever-increasing Deep Red Points, a touch of inexplicable irritation crossed his mind.

Breaking through to the twentieth level of the True Technique and achieving the status of Break-Limit True Monarch was certainly joyous, but with the rise in power also came the increased cost for the next breakthrough's Deep Red Points.

Twelve million—that was practically pumping the blood out of Yi Chengzi!

Even if he obtained the top martial arts manual promised by Ying Si, fully absorbed the Demon's Relic, and gathered some of the ominous items collected by the Hidden Dragon Alliance, he would still have a shortfall of around four million.

Where to get such an enormous amount of Deep Red Points had become Yi Chen's urgent problem to solve.

"Eh, it's tough; now that I've achieved the status of Break-Limit True Monarch, I can't simply strike out without a good excuse; even fishing is difficult when the fish in the pond have become wary."

"Damn it, it's not straightening out, not aligning properly, and the granularity isn't enough; the new methodology can't seem to take hold."

Crossing his hands behind his head, Yi Chen's sly thoughts began to churn quietly.

After some contemplation, he found himself missing the 'Wicked Heart Serpent Empress.'

These villainous creatures had abundant Deep Red Points, and eliminating the forces they lead would only be met with applause; they were the perfect prey.

Unfortunately, he did not know where those precious treasures of evil wombs had gone; after such a long time, there was no word, and they didn't show their faces anymore.

If some other master eliminated them, what a waste that would be.

Waste is shameful.

As Yi Chen was lost in thought, a sudden intense fluctuation behind him brought his mind back.

"Master, I had a sudden burst of insight today, and have now cultivated the Spirit Sword to the fifth level," Bai Shishi announced with joy, kneeling on one knee before him, holding the sword high above her head.

The power of the Spirit Sword at the fifth level was already comparable to Yi Chen's cultivation of the Minor Pure Yang Skill at the fifth level when he started his journey.

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Even with ample resources, such progress in martial arts was enough to shock the world.

Yi Chen's eyelids drooped slightly as he glanced at the respectful girl kneeling before him: "Disciple, not bad, but what is the meaning of this?"

"Master, this Spirit Sword was a gift from you; it can slice iron like mud and cut hair as it falls. Yet, I have always felt some roughness in its use, so I ask you, Master, to take back this Spirit Sword. I wish to find a good material and forge my own sword; please grant me this wish," Bai Shishi requested.

"Things that protect you will also eventually bind you. Disciple, it seems you have indeed realized this. Go ahead," Yi Chen said, beckoning with a grand gesture, and the 'worn-out' Spirit Sword in Bai Shishi's hand flew into his grasp.

What Bai Shishi didn't know was that the Spirit Sword she treasured was nothing more than trash in Yi Chen's eyes, not even worth a look from the beggars.

"Master, may I ask, after reaching the state where one can face the Divine without faltering and one's skill finds its place, where does the path of martial arts lead?" asked Bai Shishi.

"I do not know what lies ahead either. However, the path you tread will be the future of martial arts. When you push the Spirit Sword to unprecedented levels, perhaps your master can help you refine it further," Yi Chen said, his eyes revealing a hint of encouragement.

After sending Bai Shishi to pick out weapons and materials for forging from the Tiger Ben army's armory, Yi Chen took out two jars, one white, one red, and poured a bowl for himself from each.

These were his creations, the Ice and Fire spirits, produced by mixing Ice Extinction Jade and Fire Extinction Jade.