19: Chapter 19 Martial Arts Path Boundary 19: Chapter 19 Martial Arts Path Boundary Hearing Ye Haochuan’s voice filled with astonishment, Long Xiaotian chuckled from the other end of the phone, “That’s right, Ancient Martial Artist.
What’s the matter, surprised, aren’t you?”
Ye Haochuan quickly collected himself, chuckled at himself, and said, “A little.
Because I never imagined that I would be involved with this.
Alright, Brother Long, please continue.”
Long Xiaotian paused for a moment, then continued.
“In fact, our current organization Long Group is just a front to mislead the public; our true identity is that of Ancient Martial Artists, and the real name of our Long Group is Ancient Martial Arts Sect.”
“Oh, I see,” Ye Haochuan nodded.
“You are not yet a true member of our Ancient Martial Arts Sect, so details about our sect are currently kept secret from you.
When your cultivation improves in the future, we’ll tell you more.
Now, I will explain the most fundamental cultivation boundaries of Ancient Martial Artists, something you must know.”
At this, Ye Haochuan perked up, listening with rapt attention.
“Before officially entering the Martial Arts Path World Realm, there are two stages, Postnatal and Innate.
Both of these stages focus on the cultivation of True Qi, and it’s only after surpassing the Innate Realm that one can step into the Foundation Establishment Stage and begin cultivating True Yuan.”
“The Postnatal and Innate stages each have four boundaries: Early Stage, Early Stage, Mid-Stage, and Peak.”
“An Ancient Martial Artist in the Postnatal Early Stage can lift a thousand jin with their bare hands, in the Postnatal Mid-Stage they can lift two thousand jin, in the Postnatal Late Stage, three thousand jin, and at the Postnatal Peak, they can lift five thousand jin.”
“The Innate Realm is a watershed.
An Ancient Martial Artist in the Innate Early Stage can lift ten thousand jin, in the Innate Mid-Stage, fifteen thousand jin, in the Innate Late Stage, thirty thousand jin, and at the Innate Peak, they can lift fifty thousand jin.”
“As for the Foundation Establishment Stage, well, there’s no need to talk about it now; we can discuss it when your strength reaches that level,” Long Xiaotian said with a sigh.
Hearing this, Ye Haochuan sensibly did not press the issue.
After all, it would be who knows how long before he successfully got through the Postnatal and Innate realms; fretting about the Foundation Establishment Stage was pointless!
At this moment, Long Xiaotian suddenly voiced his confusion, “Strange, Holy Hand is very familiar with these matters, doesn’t the inherited memory he passed on to you contain this information?”
Ye Haochuan was lost for words, silently muttering to himself in protest: Seriously, if I had this information, would I still need to ask Brother Long?
“Perhaps, after Holy Hand died, when existing as a Soul Body, he was quite weak.
Transferring all of his memories to you was clearly not easy, and as a result, much of that memory was probably lost,” Long Xiaotian deduced with a somber tone.
Ye Haochuan felt that this made sense, and immediately sighed to himself with regret, thinking that if he possessed those memories, he wouldn’t have been at a disadvantage with Long Xiaotian.
“The disciple from Hellfire that you mentioned, in reality, doesn’t have a high cultivation level.
You could say he hasn’t even stepped into the Postnatal Realm; his strength is almost no different from our lowest-tier disciples in the Ancient Martial Arts Sect.”
Hearing this, Ye Haochuan curiously asked, “So does that make me a Disciple now?”
“That’s right,” Long Xiaotian acknowledged, “But from the Lion’s Roar used by that Hellfire Disciple, his strength is indeed much more formidable than yours.
After all, you’ve just started practicing the Longevity Technique, and your foundation is shallow.”
Hearing this, Ye Haochuan frowned and said in a lower voice, “So you’re saying, if I face him, I’ll only be on the receiving end of a beating?”
“If you do not rapidly increase your strength and enter the Postnatal Early Stage Realm, then yes, you would indeed have no choice but to be at his mercy.”
Ye Haochuan’s frown deepened as he whispered, “But Brother Long, I feel that cultivating the Longevity Technique is not progressing very quickly.
How could I possibly enter the Postnatal Early Stage in a short period of time?”
“I’m almost dead because of you.
Didn’t the Holy Hand tell you in the memories he passed on that you could use his unparalleled medical techniques to concoct some miraculous elixirs and speed up your cultivation?” Long Xiaotian vented angrily.
Ye Haochuan brightened up, scratching his head sheepishly, “That’s true, but I don’t have the materials for it here.”
If you don’t have them, go find them.
Haishan City isn’t without its Chinese medicine shops.
Can’t you search there?” Long Xiaotian became more irritated as he spoke, “Alright, from now on, don’t bother me with these trivial issues; figure it out yourself.”
With that, Long Xiaotian abruptly hung up the phone.
“Damn, was it necessary to get so furious over a couple of extra questions?” Ye Haochuan murmured, curling his lip.
Putting away his phone, Ye Haochuan leaned back in his seat and dozed off, but his mind was busily sifting through the Holy Hand’s memories until suddenly a clue emerged.
“Qi Condensation Pill, what a great item!” Ye Haochuan’s eyes lit up again, but he immediately shook his head, “Too bad it’s already late.
The pharmacies have almost all closed for the day.
I’ll go to the medicine shops tomorrow to look for the materials.
If I manage to make it, and after consuming it, reaching the Postnatal Early Stage will be just around the corner.
Then, will I even need to be afraid of what’s-his-face, Eight Gramps?”
A few minutes later, the Audi stopped in front of Haishan University Hospital.
He was about to move his luggage back to his dormitory when he got a call from the beautiful chairman, Xiao Haimei.
“Have you moved all your luggage?” Xiao Haimei asked.
“Don’t rush to move your stuff to your original dorm for now.
Leave it at the hospital gate’s on-duty room.
I have already notified the security guard there, and he will take care of it for you.
First, come to your office; there’s something I need to talk about with you.”
Ye Haochuan’s heart tensed.
Could it be related to his staying in Building No.
7 to protect Lin Qingxuan?
Rushing to his office, Xiao Haimei was leisurely browsing through his work diary, looking quite amused.
At the moment, Xiao Haimei was wearing a semi-transparent black chiffon long dress with her hair piled high, revealing her fiery and passionate side in full force.
Her charming face with a hint of flirtatiousness was intoxicating, especially the wildness that occasionally oozed out of her maturity, involuntarily arousing a desire to conquer.
Seeing him gawking straight at her, Xiao Haimei’s cheeks turned pink, and she spat at him, “Pervert, what are you looking at?
Keep staring and I’ll gouge out your eyeballs.”
Ye Haochuan chuckled, “Sister Mei, you’re doing me wrong.
I was just checking on how your cervical and lumbar spine are doing.
What’s that got to do with being a pervert?”
The big pervert was obviously up to no good, but still, so righteously argued!
Xiao Haimei felt like she was hitting cotton—no matter how hard she punched, it seemed to have no effect.
She could only helplessly say, “Alright, be serious.
Do you know why I called you here?”
“Please, Sister Mei, I’m not the worm in your stomach.
You’re not going to introduce me to a girlfriend, are you?
Sigh, let me make it clear, if she isn’t at least one-tenth as pretty as you, I won’t agree,” Ye Haochuan said with a smile.
With a playful glance, Xiao Haimei then said half-jokingly, “Yeah, it’s about introducing you to a girlfriend.
She’s gentle and beautiful, younger than me, too.
Ye Haochuan exaggeratedly jumped up, “Of course, Sister Mei, where is she?
Xiao Haimei was incredibly frustrated inside.
Big pervert, not a good thing at all!