Boom!
Space shattered, and Chen Zhian's consciousness returned.
In reality.
He found himself sitting cross-legged on the bed, his face as pale as paper, drenched in sweat.
Fine blood beads seeped from his fair skin, mixed with some viscous filth, emitting a sour stench.
"The enlightenment is over, the first chapter of martial arts is complete!"
Chen Zhian was speechless.
As if from another world.
After a moment of silence, he quickly gathered his thoughts.
His fist clenched lightly, emitting a hissing sound between his fingers...
This was the movement of Qi.
"So this is enlightenment!"
With a casual release of Qi, Chen Zhian muttered to himself.
In that moment before, he was immersed in the killings of the martial practitioners of the martial arts remnants.
The trajectory of the first chapter of martial arts remnants, even the sorrow and confusion of that practitioner pulling out his sword, he felt it all as if it were his own.
A brief moment of enlightenment.
This first chapter of Remnants had been thoroughly understood, almost perfected!
And the threshold of the innate realm that had been elusive was now crossed unconsciously through the movement of Qi.
Now, he was already a practitioner at the early stage of the innate realm!
In the vast wilderness world.
Martial arts cultivation, whether it's third-grade, second-grade, or first-grade, is all considered mediocre.
Only by stepping into the innate realm can one truly enter the threshold of cultivation.
It's like a line drawn in the sand, like a vast trench!
Many warriors spend their entire lives unable to sense the opening of the innate Qi and eventually wither away.
Becoming nothing but bones on the path of cultivation.
If Chen Zhian were still the same person he was before, perhaps in this lifetime he could have reached the innate realm, but certainly not this quickly.
It must be said.
Although Tongzi is a cunning merchant, this almost enlightening way of enlightenment is truly remarkable!
If there was enough money...
For Chen Zhian, there would be no secrets left in the world of cultivation manuals!
If one attempt is not enough, then two!
As long as he can afford it, he will be the strongest enlightened one!
Thinking of this.
His smile gradually turned sinister!
I'm really stupid...
Already cheating, still thinking about practicing hard?
Since I can buy it with money, why suffer?
Quickly making money and living a relaxed life is the way to go.
....
Having the lackey Chen Zheng heat the bathwater, Chen Zhian lay in the tub feeling the changes after stepping into the innate realm.
At this moment, the Qi and blood in his body turned into a murmuring stream, flowing along his meridians, nourishing his body.
In addition.
He felt the surrounding Qi of heaven and earth slowly entering his body through his pores.
Different from most practitioners, the Qi did not enter the Qi sea but was instead crushed by that murmuring stream.
Transformed into pure Qi and blood.
This is the dominance of martial arts remnants.
Body and soul united, only cultivating oneself!
Using the body as a furnace, refining it into the universe!
The cultivation traditions in this world are diverse, including Daoism from the Tang Dynasty, Buddhism from the Western Regions, witchcraft from the South, priests, and body refiners from the Northern Wilderness...
But they all lead to the same goal,
Many traditions may have different external abilities, but essentially they all involve absorbing Qi into the Qi sea and then manifesting various phenomena.
But this martial arts remnant takes a different path, unlike cultivation, it's more like a derivation of martial arts.
Unrivaled killing power!
...
As dusk approached.
Chen Zhian, who was pondering his money-making plan in the tub, was finally pulled out by Chen Aman and changed into a slightly dignified green robe. He rode the exotic beast used to show off in the backyard to the West Marquis Mansion...
The exotic beast resembled a horse but wasn't one, with a snow-white single horn on its head.
Captured by the first generation of the Chen family's king on the battlefield.
In recent years, the Chen family's mansion had become impoverished, and the exotic beasts that used to feast on mountain delicacies had become beasts that grazed on grass, skinny as twigs, long devoid of any mystique.
If this journey wasn't extremely important, Chen Aman wouldn't bear to use it to pull the cart.
It's not because of sentimental reasons.
Mainly because this beast is cunning and crafty.
It would insist on eating five bowls of gruel before being willing to go out.
At this moment.
Chen Aman sat in the carriage, holding two jade Buddhas in his hands, his face full of pain.
After all...
This is the last bit of wealth left in the Chen family's mansion.
Seeing this, Chen Zhian understood and said sympathetically, "Dad, if it doesn't work out, let's just forget about this marriage proposal and return home. I reckon these two jade Buddhas are worth about eight thousand taels. We can sell them, start a business, and arrange the marriage later. I'm not in a hurry!"
"It's just eight thousand taels, it's nothing!"
Chen Aman reluctantly handed the two jade Buddhas to Chen Zhian, turning his gaze away.
A penny saved is a penny earned.
Chen Aman doesn't understand management, and being a lazy nobleman, he hasn't had many rewards from the palace in recent years.
A prominent nobleman living worse off than a county magistrate.
Chen Zhian silently accepted the jade Buddhas.
Feeling like he's back in his past life, wondering how he ended up losing everything to marry a wife?
Not long after.
The old steward's dry and hoarse voice rang out, "Young Master, we've arrived at the West Marquis Mansion!"
Hearing this, Chen Aman's demeanor instantly changed.
A serious and deep sense of resentment emanated from him.
Chen Zhian was a bit bewildered.
But he saw Chen Aman smirk cunningly, "The battlefield of love is like an actual battlefield. Either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind. Dad has experience, just watch my cues after we go in!"
...
West Marquis Mansion.
Old Lady Yu sat in the grandmaster's chair with slightly closed eyes, her dragon-headed cane thumping on the bluestone floor, emitting a dull sound, each thump heavier than the last.
Below her, Chen Aman sat upright, his expression serious, exuding a deep sense of resentment.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Under this strange atmosphere, Old Lady Yu's complexion gradually turned gloomy.
She slammed her cane fiercely on the ground, causing the bluestone to crack like a spider web, sending gravel flying. She shouted sternly, "Chen Aman! If you regret it, you can just call off this marriage proposal. We'll gather our troops and horses, fight it out on the battlefield, my West Marquis Mansion doesn't need to marry into your Chen family!"
"Old Lady, what do you mean by this?"
Chen Aman looked at Old Lady Yu in confusion, wondering why this old lady was suddenly talking about fighting to the death?
Chen Zhian was at a loss for words.
He had already felt that his dad wasn't reliable. If you were really experienced, you wouldn't still be single after so many years since Mom died.
Seeing Old Lady Yu getting agitated, her killing intent boiling.
Chen Zhian quickly stepped forward from behind Chen Aman, bowing deeply, "Old Lady Yu, I apologize to you! Yesterday's mistakes were all caused by me. Old Lady Yu is generous, willing to marry to West Ning, my family is delighted. How could we possibly have any regrets?"
Hearing this.
Old Lady Yu's complexion softened slightly.
For the first time, she cast her gaze on this wastrel who had embarrassed the West Marquis Mansion.
Outside, rumors were spreading about this scoundrel who spent his days hawking falcons, lingering in brothels, and running wild, never doing anything productive.
She had initially thought he might be a foolish fellow!
But this bad seed, dressed in a casual blue robe, with a wooden hairpin in his hair, a jade pendant around his waist, coupled with that handsome face...
At first glance, he had a bit of the demeanor of a scholar, a bit like a young gentleman!
Unfortunately!
Appearances can be deceiving.
He's just a big bag of straw, the whole family is!
If it weren't for His Majesty's mediation, she really wouldn't want to marry into the Chen family.
After yesterday's incident, she effortlessly discerned from the clues that this conspiracy wasn't just targeting the Chen family.
It also involved her West Marquis Mansion.
She had expected that even if Chen Aman was a waste, he should at least be able to see the ins and outs of this matter clearly.
But after waiting all night.
Whether it was the second son of the Ministry of Revenue, the third son of the Wei family in Hejian, or the broker Qian Sangao who frequents the official circles, they were all unharmed.
This scoundrel Chen Zhian is foolish enough, after all, his reputation precedes him.
But you, Chen Aman, as a Marquis of Chen, don't you have any backbone at all?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
Old Lady Yu snorted coldly, showing even more disdain towards the resentful Chen Aman, and waved her sleeve, saying, "Young Master, come with me!"
Chen Zhian exchanged a glance with his father.
He hurriedly went up to support Old Lady Yu, leaving Chen Aman sitting in the hall, looking bewildered like a fool.