27: Nine realms of martial arts

"Alright, everyone go back to your own business." Qi Longhu waved his hand, and the Gang members stood up and began to busy themselves.

The gamblers continued to howl, the large hole in the ground not affecting their mood in the slightest.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the White Tiger Hall headquarters."

Qi Longhu took a white cloth from a Gang member and wiped the blood off the back of his neck.

"Steward Chen, your towel." A Gang member brought over a towel and handed it to Chen Heng.

"Isn't this the White Tiger Hall headquarters?" Chen Heng asked while wiping his face with the towel.

"Heh, how little do you think of me and the Five Spirits Gang?" Qi Longhu scoffed.

"I only had them bring you over to see what you were made of."

"If you're decent, then you can join my White Tiger Hall."

"If you're no good, it's easier to just crush you to death."

"Hey, although I can't beat you, it's impossible for you to kill me." Chen Heng also laughed, a hint of provocation in his eyes.

"Indeed, I might not actually be able to kill you." Qi Longhu nodded as he walked outside.

"Your hard Cultivation Technique is truly terrifying. In Qiyang City, apart from that Old Wang Ba, you might be the toughest one."

"Old Wang Ba?" Hearing that someone was tougher than himself, Chen Heng's interest was immediately piqued.

"Mm, the Master of the Black Tortoise Hall, Tie Muchun." Qi Longhu's expression turned a bit ugly.

"That old guy is even tougher than you; even the Gang Leader can't hurt him."

"Hall Master, what is the strength of our Five Spirits Gang's leader?" Chen Heng asked with curiosity.

Since even the Hall Master under him is a Tongxuan Martial Artist, wouldn't the Gang Leader be even more powerful?

"The Gang Leader is an Acquired Martial Artist." A rare look of reverence appeared in Qi Longhu's eyes.

"By the way, don't call me Hall Master in the future, just call me Big Brother."

Qi Longhu seemed to see the confusion in Chen Heng's eyes and asked.

"Who is your Master, kid? He didn't even tell you about the Nine Realms of Martial Arts?"

"I don't have a Master; all these skills were just practiced blindly on my own."

Chen Heng wasn't wrong in saying this; he really didn't have a Master, and these skills were all things he had optimized himself.

"What a waste of a good talent." Qi Longhu carefully sized up Chen Heng, who had returned to looking like a refined Young Master.

"Let's go, get in the carriage with Big Brother, and I'll explain the Nine Realms of Martial Arts to you properly."

A pure white carriage was parked at the entrance of the Prosperity Workshop, and two Gang members opened the carriage door.

After getting on the carriage, two beautiful young maids immediately came up to greet them and began to massage their shoulders and beat their legs.

"If you like one, I'll give you one," Qi Longhu said upon seeing Chen Heng glance at the maids.

"No need, let's just talk about the Nine Realms of Martial Arts."

Chen Heng shook his head; his current understanding of the Realms only went up to Tongxuan.

Chen Heng didn't know much about anything higher than that.

After all, their Fulai County was just a small border county, a place where a Huajin Martial Artist could already serve as a commanding officer.

"Alright, then I'll tell you about it." Qi Longhu took the wine pot handed over by a maid and took a big gulp.

"The path of martial arts is divided into nine Realms."

"Outer Strength, Inner Strength, Transformation Strength, Tongxuan, Houtian, Innate, Grandmaster, Xiantian Grandmaster, and Celestial Human."

As he said this, Qi Longhu took another gulp.

"Our Gang Leader is at the Houtian Great Perfection, about to break through to the Innate Realm."

"And I am at the Tongxuan Great Perfection, about to break through the Houtian Realm."

After hearing this, Chen Heng finally knew the Realm of the strongest enemy he could face right now.

Anything below the Tongxuan Great Perfection can be killed!

"You don't need to know too much about the later Realms; you just need to face the choices of the Tongxuan Realm."

"The choices of the Tongxuan Realm?" Chen Heng was puzzled; did one need to make choices at the Tongxuan Realm?

"That's right. When breaking through from Transformation Strength to Tongxuan, you need to choose your own martial Dao."

"They are the King's Dao, the Hegemon's Dao, and the Walker's Dao."

"As for me, I chose the Walker's Dao."

"As for what the differences between these three Daos are, you will naturally know once you reach the Perfection of Transformation Strength."

"If you can't figure it out by then, you can come to me, and I can give you a hand."

Looking at the smile on Qi Longhu's face, Chen Heng always felt that this old guy wasn't thinking of anything good.

"By the way, Big Brother, is the end of the martial Dao the Celestial Human Realm?" After a moment of silence, Chen Heng suddenly asked a question.

"I don't know." Qi Longhu didn't pretend to understand, directly shaking his head.

"Currently, the strongest person in the entire Great Liang is that National Preceptor who is a Xiantian Grandmaster."

"I heard that the National Preceptor can fight a million-strong army alone."

"A million-strong army?" Chen Heng imagined what a scene with a million-strong army would look like.

No, he couldn't imagine it.

When he was in School, over a thousand people filled the entire playground, let alone a million-strong army.

"It's useless to think so much right now; first figure out which Dao you want to take."

Another half hour passed, and the carriage stopped.

"Alright, we've arrived."

"Big Brother, I'll ask one more question." Chen Heng gazed into Qi Longhu's eyes.

"That Second Master of the White Tiger Hall..."

"That matter is written off." Qi Longhu waved his hand.

"Besides, I have to thank you for this matter."

"That perverted sissy was sent by that old woman from the Vermilion Bird Hall, which I only found out a few days ago."

"I was planning to kill him myself, but you beat me to it."

"So that's how it is." Chen Heng nodded, believing a part of Qi Longhu's explanation.

But he didn't believe it entirely.

It never hurts to keep your guard up.

"Come on, let's go in." After getting off the carriage, Qi Longhu led Chen Heng into an antique-style pavilion.

"This is the headquarters of our White Tiger Hall; don't forget it."

"What about the Scripture Pavilion?" Chen Heng looked around but didn't find any similar building.

"What is a Scripture Pavilion?" This time it was Qi Longhu's turn to be confused.

"You kid, we are a Gang, not a School; where would we get a Scripture Pavilion?"

"There is, however, a Martial Arts Transmission Building."

"If you want to practice martial arts, you certainly can."

"However, only the first floor of the Martial Arts Transmission Building is open to Outer Deacons; the rest require you to have enough contribution points to see them."

"This is even me doing you a favor, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to look at the first floor."

"That's easy to talk about." Chen Heng nodded; he hadn't expected any free lunches from the sky anyway.

"However, I want to learn the skills you used on your hands first."

"Sure." Qi Longhu readily agreed.

The air was silent for a moment, and Qi Longhu just watched as Chen Heng extended his hand.

"Why are you extending your hand? It's not time for the monthly salary yet."

"I'm not asking you for money; give me the Cultivation Technique." Chen Heng looked at Qi Longhu righteously.

"There is no Cultivation Technique; the moves I used to beat you just now were all researched by myself."

Qi Longhu shook his head and gave a sly smile.

"If you want to learn, I have to teach you personally."

"How about it, do you still want to learn?"

Chen Heng was silent for a moment.

His current offensive methods were still too few; he only knew one type of blade technique.

Once he lost his weapon, he was left with nothing but his rock-hard body and strength.

"...I'll learn!" Chen Heng raised his head, his gaze firm.