Now that he had created his innate martial arts, Lu Fan ordered stainless steel columns and personally engraved them with the Holy Sunfire Fist and Thunder Attraction Art. He deliberately changed the name to Holy Sunfire Fist, giving it a sacred and revered feeling, making it more appealing to those who sought enlightenment and strength.
The stainless steel columns stood tall, their surfaces gleaming under the sunlight, reflecting the intricate engravings of flames and lightning bolts. He meticulously inscribed every detail, ensuring that even those with the weakest talent could grasp the fundamentals by merely touching the columns.
After inscribing the Blazing Sun Sutra and Sky Thunder Refinement Art onto the pillars, Lu Fan made sure that only innate martial artists or cultivators could comprehend the inscriptions. Ordinary people would see nothing but intricate carvings, while those with potential would feel an inexplicable pull toward the profound knowledge hidden within the engravings.
To prevent the pillars from being misused as weapons, he refined them with mixed metal essence. This not only made them incredibly dense and heavy but also rendered them useless in battle—no one could melt them down or repurpose them for personal gain. These pillars were meant to teach, not to be exploited.
With his preparations complete, Lu Fan left his island and began his four-month journey through various mortal towns. Wherever he went, he cleansed the lands of evil, wiping out bandits, corrupt officials, and oppressive clans that preyed on the weak. After each purge, he placed the sacred pillars just outside the towns, creating a beacon of guidance for those seeking the path of martial arts.
By the end of four months, 108 pillars stood tall across multiple regions, their silent presence inspiring the downtrodden and reshaping the balance of power among mortals.
The moment the pillars were erected, they became a beacon of hope for the oppressed. Poor young men, orphaned children, and struggling laborers who had spent their lives under the yoke of tyranny found themselves drawn to the towering columns. The engravings, though incomprehensible to ordinary people at first, radiated a mysterious allure, whispering promises of strength and freedom to those who had long suffered in silence.
At first, the illiterate and untrained merely traced the carvings with their fingers, feeling an odd warmth flow through them. But soon, those with even the slightest talent realized something profound—if they focused their minds, the characters unfolded in their consciousness like an ancient chant, teaching them Holy Sunfire Fist and Thunder Attraction Art step by step.
With no one left to suppress them after Lu Fan's cleansing, the young and desperate eagerly copied the techniques onto cloth, bamboo, and whatever material they could find. Some even etched them onto wooden planks and temple walls, ensuring that the knowledge would not be lost. For the first time in their lives, they saw a path forward—one not controlled by greedy landlords or ruthless gang leaders, but by their own determination.
As word spread, more people gathered around the pillars, forming small training groups. Experienced martial artists guided the weaker ones, passing down insights and corrections. Those who practiced Thunder Attraction Art foolishly stood outside during storms, hoping to invoke lightning to accelerate their progress. While many failed, some survived—their bodies transformed by the very heavens.
The pillars, once seen as strange monuments, became centers of revolution, birthing a new generation of warriors who would no longer bow to oppression. The age of powerless mortals was over.
As the days passed, the changes became undeniable. The weak became strong, the hopeless found purpose, and the oppressed began to rise. Those who had once been beggars, farmers, or mere laborers were now training in the ways of martial arts, their bodies refining under the guidance of the sacred techniques.
At first, the local landlords and remaining hidden criminals ignored the growing movement, thinking it was just another futile attempt by the poor to rise above their station. But as weeks turned into months, rumors spread of young men fending off bandits, laborers defeating hired thugs, and entire villages uniting to protect themselves from tyranny.
For the first time, those who once ruled through fear felt fear themselves.
Some minor noble families and former gang remnants sent spies to study the pillars, hoping to steal the techniques for themselves. But the moment they attempted to decipher the engravings, their minds went blank, unable to comprehend a single word. It was as if the knowledge rejected them, leaving them powerless before the revolution that was unfolding.
With no one left to stop them, the common people began to reshape their towns. Markets flourished without fear of extortion, children played freely without fear of being taken as servants, and those who had once lived in despair now held their heads high, wielding strength they never thought possible.
As time passed, the true nature of the pillars became more apparent. While Lu Fan had never placed any restrictions to prevent evil individuals from learning the techniques, something unexpected had happened.
The combination of True Sunfire, the engraved mantra, and the unwavering belief of the people had created an unforeseen reaction. The mantra resonated with the people's faith, strengthening the spiritual essence within the pillars. The True Sunfire, being a force of purification, naturally rejected those with ill intent. As a result, anyone with a selfish or malicious heart found themselves unable to comprehend the inscriptions, their minds clouded the moment they tried to read.
At first, many dismissed it as mere coincidence. But as more and more corrupt individuals failed to understand the teachings, it became clear—these were no ordinary martial inscriptions.
The people, unaware of the exact reason, believed it to be a divine will protecting them. They started worshiping the pillars as sacred relics, lighting incense before them, praying for strength and guidance. This act of devotion further strengthened the effect, reinforcing the rejection of evil-hearted individuals.
Meanwhile, Lu Fan remained completely unaware of this phenomenon. He had created these techniques and pillars merely as a way to uplift the common people, never expecting them to develop such mysterious properties.
In the future, he would come to understand this change—but by then, the impact of his actions would have already spread far beyond his expectations.