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Trapped in the fourth level of the Huayang Classic for far too long, Xunuo found it to be a stark contrast to the simplicity of breezing through the first three levels. The swirling True Qi within his Dantian, though diminished, had become denser and more potent. Even without fully channeling the True Qi throughout his body, he could feel its overwhelming power—far stronger than anything he had encountered in the fourth level of the Huayang Classic.
Excited, Xunuo thought to himself: if he were to activate the Huayang Classic and unleash the Eight Extremes Fist against that demon-like youth, no matter what tricks he employed, he would surely claim victory within ten moves. Unfortunately, he realized he had broken through a bit too late; dusk had already settled in.
This time, Xunuo had been meditating for seven or eight hours. Fortunately, he had left a sliver of Divine Sense outside; otherwise, he might have been caught off guard by an enemy or rival and met with a swift end.
At this moment, Xunuo felt an unparalleled sense of exhilaration. Ever since his family fell apart and he escaped alone over a year ago, especially after joining the Wuhua Sect and interacting with proper martial disciples, he had come to deeply appreciate the benefits of the Huayang Classic.
Though not foolish by nature, Xunuo lacked any extraordinary talent for learning without a teacher. However, ever since practicing the Huayang Classic, everything he saw remained vividly imprinted in his memory. For instance, when he first entered the Wuhua Sect and learned three sets of Fist Techniques, while others only demonstrated them once on stage, Xunuo was able to replicate them flawlessly—albeit somewhat clumsily due to lack of practice.
Moreover, after learning the Tongbi Fist, he could seamlessly blend it with the Eight Extremes Fist, significantly enhancing his strength. Such mental exercises were beyond him in the past. Thus, Xunuo was filled with anticipation for breaking through to the fourth level of the Huayang Classic and diligently practiced without interruption.
Today’s unexpected breakthrough to the fifth level left him both excited and slightly overwhelmed. After some contemplation, Xunuo decided not to rush onward but instead stabilize his Realm here. Breaking through this level was exceedingly difficult; he did not want to risk falling back due to an unstable Realm—there would be no one to lament to.
Noticing that his clothes had dried in the sun long ago, Xunuo put them on. As soon as he donned them, however, they felt oddly tight as if they had shrunk. Aside from his Long Robe, his other garments clung closely to him, making movement somewhat cumbersome.
Taking a closer look at himself, Xunuo realized he had grown several inches taller and bulked up considerably. His fists cracked as he clenched them, igniting an urge to practice the Eight Extremes Fist once more. But shaking his head to dispel that thought, he pulled off the tight-fitting clothes and sat cross-legged in just his Long Robe. He formed hand seals and slowly began circulating the fifth level of the Huayang Classic.
This session was solely for consolidating his cultivation; he sought no further gains. Although Xunuo was well-versed in the Huayang Classic, this fifth level was uncharted territory for him. Without a teacher to guide him here, he could only explore and practice on his own.
However, having delved deeply into the Huayang Classic allowed Xunuo to glean some insights. As long as he grasped the main principles without deviating too far off course, minor details became less significant. For instance, this breakthrough was facilitated by a newly discovered method of cultivation that propelled him directly into the fifth level of the Huayang Classic. Without this insight into cultivation methods, his progress would have merely been slower; it wouldn’t have led him to stagnation or deviation from his path.
In an instant, Xunuo's body resembled a massive funnel, drawing in the surrounding True Qi in a frenzy. As Xunuo reveled in the whirlpool of True Qi, he unleashed his Divine Sense completely. In that moment, the range of his Divine Sense extended beyond its previous limits, reaching a distance of two and a half miles before it finally waned.
A faint smile appeared on Xunuo's face as he neither retracted nor weakened his Divine Sense, maintaining this fully open state.
Typically, during his cultivation, Xunuo would release a portion of his Divine Sense for precautionary measures. However, at Wuhua Mountain, he was exceptionally cautious and only enveloped the area around the Outer Sect Disciple's residence with his Divine Sense. Now that this constraint was lifted, he naturally felt free to expand his Divine Sense without reservation.
Additionally, a series of events had unfolded since he had come out. Among several martial arts masters, he had not detected any Divine Sense until the last one, a Clam Spirit, surprisingly emitted a trace of it. Although this issue troubled Xunuo, he was not foolish enough to inquire about it at Wuhua Sect. Even if he were to ask elsewhere, he would exercise utmost caution.
Now, by fully opening his Divine Sense, he aimed to investigate whether there were any other Divine Senses probing around him. If there were other Divine Senses present, he could certainly seek them out for guidance. Moreover, Xunuo genuinely wanted to clarify whether this Divine Sense was exclusive to himself or if it was something only possessed by spiritual creatures. He had never detected such a thing on any human aside from himself, which made him worry that one day, upon reaching a profound level of cultivation, he might suddenly sprout a tail and transform into a hairy monster.
This session of cultivation aimed to solidify his foundation. Since it was also the first time he practiced the fifth layer of the Huayang Classic, Xunuo prioritized stability over speed. He remained in meditation until noon the following day when he finally awakened from his trance, a playful expression crossing his face.
As expected, his scan with Divine Sense revealed no other presences; however, he made another discovery. Rising to his feet, Xunuo hurried along a small path by the riverbank. In just the time it took to eat a meal, he arrived at a wooded area.
This forest was also located by the riverbank, separated from the water by a patch of grassland. Xunuo surveyed the area with satisfaction and walked to the river's edge. Standing with his hands clasped behind his back, he remained motionless as if lost in thought.
Before long, two figures clad in black approached from the riverbank, their expressions dark and anxious as they scanned their surroundings. Suddenly spotting someone standing by the water's edge, they squinted in disbelief.
After a moment of hesitation, they rushed over and positioned themselves behind Xunuo in an aggressive stance before shouting, "Kid, I wonder where you think you can run this time."
At that moment, Xunuo slowly turned around and coldly regarded the two men.
These two black-clad figures were indeed those who had followed closely behind two Robe Men and had tracked him down. One of them was the same person who had faced Chaykov in a match at Qingyang Boxing Hall using Tongbi Fist.
Yesterday, the two of them had followed behind two Robe Men but were soon shaken off. By the time they reached the iron chain bridge, it was already in ruins with no survivors. They searched along the riverbank for a while without any results and had no choice but to head upstream to find a ferry to cross the river, gathering information along the way.
The four men, including Jiang Tiesuo, had split up and fled on horseback. Xunuo had not left at all; instead, he was engaged in a fierce battle with two old foes in the river and ultimately managed to eliminate both of them. The two men in black were unaware of these details and were solely focused on tracking down the three people on four horses. Naturally, their inquiries led nowhere, as this peculiar group was difficult to trace.
Seeing that they had lost their target, the two men in black were afraid of being reprimanded by the Robe Men and dared not return. They certainly did not expect that the two Robe Men were already dead, leaving them no choice but to continue searching along the riverbank.
Xunuo had long since noticed the two men in black and was waiting for them to arrive. Having eliminated two Robe Men himself, he knew that no one would believe it unless they witnessed it firsthand. Therefore, Xunuo did not want to take credit for this achievement. In any case, everyone had scattered in a panic, and no one would know about his experience. Even among Jiang Tiesuo and his companions, they were likely too busy saving themselves to share any news.
Upon returning home, he could simply say he escaped by jumping into the river. Even if someone asked how the iron chain bridge collapsed, he could easily claim ignorance.
If he were to be greedy for credit and accept the reputation for killing two powerful foes, the Elders of the Sect would surely uncover inconsistencies in his story. In the end, he feared that his fate would be even more tragic than that of the two Robe Men.
Xunuo remained clear-headed about this issue; upon returning to Wuhua Sect, he already had a plan in mind for how to handle things.
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