119: Chapter 119 Gathering the Seed of Martial Arts

Over the next two months, Ye Tian devoted almost all his energy to earning Sect contribution points.

He frequently traveled between the Mission Hall and dangerous areas outside the Sect, specifically picking Grade B and Grade C missions that had moderate difficulty but generous contribution points.

Watching Ye Tian's contribution points steadily increase made Elder Qian so angry that he nearly fainted.

Hunting Yao Beasts, gathering rare medicinal herbs, and suppressing bandits.

Although these missions were not particularly dangerous for him, they simultaneously honed his movement techniques and Martial Skills.

His goal was clear: to accumulate enough contribution points to enter the important Outer Sect area, "Qi Wu Hall."

That was a place specifically dedicated to housing and allowing Disciples to comprehend various Martial Skills, movement techniques, and secret arts.

It was all-encompassing, featuring everything from basic unarmed combat and sword techniques to obscure and rare special arts, with grades ranging from Yellow Rank to Profound Rank.

It was even rumored that incomplete Earth Rank Martial Skills were hidden deep within, though their authenticity remained unknown.

For Ye Tian, although his Overlapping Wave Fist had reached Great Perfection and his Starfall Finger was becoming increasingly sharp, he knew deeply that on the path of the Martial Dao, one must draw from many sources to achieve mastery.

He longed to see more diverse Martial Skills, absorb their essence, and look forward to forging his own path in the future.

On this day, Ye Tian checked the contribution points in his identity token, and the amount was already impressive.

His spirits lifted, and he couldn't wait to leave his residence and head toward the Qi Wu Hall located in the core area of the Outer Sect.

The Qi Wu Hall was a simple yet imposing palace building with upturned eaves and bracket sets.

Upon stepping inside, he could smell a refreshing scent of ink.

Rows of tall sandalwood shelves were arranged neatly, displaying Jade Slips and scrolls, categorized and labeled with names.

Many Outer Sect Disciples were either concentrating on reading or whispering to each other.

However, just as Ye Tian walked through the main entrance, a familiar and enthusiastic voice rang out: "Junior Brother Ye? Haha, what a coincidence!"

Turning his head, he saw Ren Qianyang, dressed in the attire of Golden Flame Peak, striding over with a hearty smile on his face. He slapped Ye Tian on the shoulder forcefully: "I knew that the magpies were chirping when I went out today; I really ran into a distinguished person! Thanks to you at Broken Blade Cliff last time, otherwise, my life would have been forfeit! Come on, let's go! Today, I must treat you to a good drink, no returning until we're drunk!"

Ye Tian looked at the overly enthusiastic Ren Qianyang and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This Senior Brother had a straightforward and generous personality and knew how to repay gratitude; he was worth befriending.

But his heart was set on Martial Skills at the moment, so he really had no interest in drinking.

"I appreciate your kindness, Senior Brother Ren. It's just that I came here today to comprehend Martial Skills and improve my strength. Could we discuss the drinking matter later?" Ye Tian politely declined.

Hearing this, Ren Qianyang's face showed a hint of disappointment, but he quickly nodded in understanding: "That's true! Junior Brother Ye, you have exceptional talent and are so diligent; your future achievements will be limitless! It was my rudeness. Then you go ahead and get busy. We'll gather again after you finish comprehending! It's a deal, no backing out next time!"

He urged him repeatedly before finally leaving with some reluctance.

Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and his impression of Ren Qianyang improved a bit more.

People like him, with simple minds and a strong sense of loyalty, were far more likable than those villains who acted one way to your face and another behind your back.

After sending off Ren Qianyang, Ye Tian composed his mind and immersed himself in the ocean of martial learning within the Qi Wu Hall.

He was not in a hurry to look for advanced Martial Skills but instead started by browsing through the most basic, low-level Yellow Rank Martial Skills.

Fist techniques, palm techniques, finger techniques, leg techniques, sword manuals, blade manuals, and spear arts—everything was available...

He picked up one at random and flipped through it quickly. Of course, here, it was billed by time.

What was consumed was, naturally, contribution points.

After finishing one, Ye Tian immediately flipped through another.

He read very quickly; firstly, because although he had many contribution points, they could not be wasted recklessly.

Secondly, his Comprehension Ability for Martial Skills had always been good, and he understood many concepts, techniques, and methods at a single glance.

At first, he was just browsing quickly, memorizing and understanding.

But as he flipped through more and more classic texts, various different martial concepts began to intertwine in his mind.

He discovered that many Martial Skills appeared vastly different, but their core principles all shared the same underlying logic.

Some focused on rigid explosive power, some pursued soft force redirection, some excelled in continuous flow, and some were refined in breaking through a single point.

Gradually, Ye Tian's reading speed slowed down.

He was no longer reading with his eyes, but "reading" and "comprehending" with his heart.

He would occasionally frown in thought, nod in realization, or unconsciously gesture in the air with his fingers.

He forgot the time and forgot everything around him.

In his mind, Overlapping Wave Fist, Starfall Finger, and Taixu Star-Shift Steps were being verified against the essence of the Martial Skills he was seeing at that moment.

An unprecedented sense of enlightenment gradually began to form.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he picked up a Jade Slip recording an Intermediate Yellow Rank palm technique called "Soft Water Cotton Palm."

Ye Tian's body suddenly swayed, his eyes instantly became hollow, his body stiffened in place, and he didn't even notice the Jade Slip in his hand falling to the ground with a "clatter."

His consciousness had fallen into a strange state.

All sounds and scenes from the outside world vanished, leaving only the countless Martial Skill Moves being practiced and fought in his mind!

All the confusion and Bottlenecks from his past Cultivation now became clear and easy to understand.

His perception became clearer than ever before!

He began to Move subconsciously.

Without channeling his true essence, he simply relied on his body's instinctual memory to slowly practice in the aisles of the Qi Wu Hall.

His movements were sometimes rigid and fierce, sometimes soft and gentle, sometimes swift, and sometimes slow.

The Moves looked disorganized and even somewhat comical.

At first, his actions did not attract much attention.

Occasionally, Disciples in the Qi Wu Hall would have an Epiphany and gesture a few times.

But soon, someone noticed something wrong.

"Eh? That Junior Brother... his movements are so strange. They look chaotic, but it seems... there is a special charm to them?"

"His eyes... why do they seem to have no focus?"

"No! Look at his body; you can't feel a shred of Qi!"

Gradually, more people gathered around, whispering and discussing.

Finally, an experienced veteran Disciple saw the clues. His pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in shock: "Hea... Heavens! This... could this be... an Epiphany?! This Junior Brother has entered a state of Epiphany!"

"What? An Epiphany?!"

"Is that true? Is it that kind of Martial Dao Opportunity that can be met but not sought?"

"My God! It is said that only those with exceptional talent and transcendent Comprehension Ability can enter a state of Epiphany under specific opportunities! Many Inner Sect Geniuses dream of it!"

"Who is he? A new face! To think he could have an Epiphany?"

The exclamations grew more frequent, and almost all the Disciples in the Qi Wu Hall were attracted, surrounding Ye Tian in the center, their faces filled with shock and envy.

For a Martial Artist, an Epiphany represents a transformation like being reborn, and its value far exceeds years of bitter cultivation!

The commotion of the crowd finally disturbed the gray-robed Elder sitting deep within the Qi Wu Hall.

He had been closing his eyes to rest, but now his brows furrowed slightly as he opened his eyes, a flash of displeasure in them: "Why the commotion?"

He stood up and arrived at the periphery of the crowd in an instant.

Seeing the Elder, the Disciples respectfully made way: "Greetings, Elder Mo!"

This Elder Mo was the guardian Elder of the Qi Wu Hall, whose cultivation was unfathomable and who rarely appeared on normal days.

His gaze swept over the surrounding Disciples and finally landed on the green-robed youth in the center of the field.

At first, there was only a hint of scrutiny in Elder Mo's eyes.

But when he carefully sensed the strange fluctuations around Ye Tian that resonated with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, as well as the youth's state of being completely immersed in his own Martial Dao intent.

His calm, unruffled face showed a look of shock for the first time!

"This aura... clear and bright, intent merging with the Dao... it really is an Epiphany!"

Elder Mo muttered to himself, but then his gaze suddenly sharpened, staring fixedly at the center of Ye Tian's brow!

Although invisible to the naked eye, with Elder Mo's Realm, he could clearly feel that an extremely faint "light spot" was slowly condensing!

Within that light spot, countless true meanings of the Martial Dao were flowing and gestating!

"A Martial Dao Will seed?! This... how is this possible!"

At this moment, Elder Mo could no longer remain calm and gasped in a low voice, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Ningyuan Realm... he is actually starting to condense a Martial Dao Will seed in the Ningyuan Realm? This child... who is this child?!"

Martial Dao Will is the supreme power that only True Martial Realm experts begin to initially contact and condense; it is the product of a Martial Artist's own beliefs, insights, and the initial combination of the Laws of Heaven and Earth!

People who can touch the threshold and condense a seed in the Ningyuan Realm are one in ten thousand!

Every one of them is a true Prodigy!

Elder Mo took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, and immediately shouted in a deep voice to the surrounding Disciples: "Silence! Everyone back away, do not disturb him!"

He waved his sleeve, and a gentle force spread out, gently pushing the surrounding Disciples back several feet, clearing a larger space for Ye Tian.

At the same time, he personally stood guard nearby, his Divine Sense covering the surroundings to act as a Protector, fearing that the slightest bit of interference would interrupt this once-in-a-thousand-year Epiphany Opportunity.

Inside the Qi Wu Hall, there was complete silence.

All the Disciples held their breath, gazing with complex emotions at the green-robed figure in the center.

They knew that today, they might be witnessing the rise of a future powerhouse.

And Ye Tian, at the center of the Epiphany, was completely unaware of this.

All his focus was immersed in that mysterious ocean of the Martial Dao, and a "seed" was already quietly taking root in the depths of his Soul.