58: Chapter 58 "Thunderous Overlord Fist"!

A single lamp flickered like a bean!

Inside the humble room, the dim yellow lamplight flickered unsteadily, casting mottled, gloomy shadows on the four walls.

Chen An sat cross-legged on the bed, his fingertips gently brushing over the yellowing pages as he focused on reading the Heaven-Grade Martial Technique Fragment in his hands, a faint smile slowly curling at the corners of his lips.

Trading a complete Earth Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique Secret Manual for a Heaven-Grade Martial Technique Fragment seemed like he was at a loss.

However, only he knew in his heart whether it was a loss or not.

With the System in hand, he had every opportunity to deduce this Heaven-Grade Martial Technique, which was only about thirty percent complete.

"I wonder how much a complete Heaven-Grade Martial Skill is actually worth?!" Chen An thought to himself.

Heaven-Grade Martial Skills were skills used by experts at or above the Great Grandmaster Realm, and a Great Grandmaster was a powerful existence, towering above hundreds of millions of Martial Artists, capable of destroying a city with a single palm strike.

The value of a skill used by such an existence naturally far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.

Chen An guessed that a complete Heaven-Grade Martial Skill was worth at least over ten million yuan crystals.

"I'll find an opportunity to go to Tianbao Pavilion and ask!"

His gaze shifted, and Chen An turned his eyes back to the Heaven-Grade Martial Technique Fragment before him.

This Heaven-Grade Martial Skill was a fist technique of extreme hardness and yang, named "Thunderous Hegemon Fist," which was rumored to have once been the Sect-guarding Cultivation Technique of a Sect called the Hegemon Sect.

The complete "Thunderous Hegemon Fist" was said to be a Heaven-Grade Peak Martial Skill.

However, the Hegemon Sect had already been destroyed in the flames of war thousands of years ago during the catastrophe when the Ancient Demon Race invaded the Human Realm on a large scale. Its Legacy was severed, leaving only this incomplete volume of the Sect-guarding fist technique to drift through the world, eventually falling into the hands of County Magistrate Zhang Xuanming.

"So, when it comes to Heaven-Grade Martial Skills, not only do you need to master the corresponding attributes, but you also need to perceive the Concept within them!"

Looking at the Cultivation Technique on the "Thunderous Hegemon Fist" fragment, Chen An couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling as if his horizons had been broadened.

In the past, the Yellow Rank and Profound Rank Martial Skills he practiced only required memorizing the Moves and circulating Qi to be performed freely; the only difference was the proficiency of practice.

But at the level of Heaven-Grade, it had long transcended the shackles of ordinary Martial Skills. Apart from the additional attributes on the Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill, one had to comprehend the Concept contained within the fist technique itself to unleash the true Divine Might of this Martial Skill.

For example, with the "Thunderous Hegemon Fist" before him, to practice this Cultivation Technique, one actually needed to first master the thunder attribute, and then comprehend the Hegemon's might and thunder Concept hidden within the fist technique before one could integrate and master it to unleash the true power of this Heaven-Grade Martial Skill.

Furthermore, every complete Heaven-Grade Cultivation Technique had a corresponding Concept diagram.

Ordinary Martial Artists could only more easily master the corresponding Heaven-Grade Martial Skill by perceiving the corresponding Cultivation Technique Concept diagram.

"Attributes, Concept!"

Chen An muttered to himself, and several Martial Dao Concepts he had already perceived and mastered flashed through his mind instantly.

With a turn of his thoughts, a bold idea suddenly emerged in his mind:

If that were really the case, couldn't he use the Foundation of the several Cultivation Technique Concepts he currently controlled to forcibly elevate ordinary Martial Arts to the Heaven-Grade level?!

But in an instant, he immediately shook his head and denied it.

"No, that's not right!"

The threshold for Heaven-Grade Martial Skills was extremely high. Besides perceiving the Concept, one must also possess the corresponding attributes of the Martial Skill; neither could be missing.

"Unless..."

He could re-deduce, reconstruct, and refine the Origin of Profound Rank Martial Skills like "Mountain Crushing Force" and "Ocean Overturning Wave Palm," add the attribute Foundation, and then integrate his own Concept, only then would there be a glimmer of possibility for them to transform into Heaven-Grade Martial Skills.

However, wanting to convert Profound Rank Martial Skills into Heaven-Grade Martial Skills was clearly not that simple; he didn't even know where to start with the step of reshaping the Martial Skill attributes.

"Forget it, no need to trouble myself!"

Shaking his head, Chen An threw this unrealistic thought to the back of his mind and then put away the "Thunderous Hegemon Fist".

Currently, he didn't even have a single yuan crystal in his System, so looking at it more was useless.

He had self-awareness; without the System, he would not be able to deduce the complete "Thunderous Hegemon Fist".

"Wait until the yuan crystals are in hand tomorrow, then we'll see!"

"Now, sleep!"

With a wave of his right hand, the lamp on the table was extinguished, and then Chen An laid down and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day!

Chen An first went to the Shen Family to bid farewell to Shen Qinglan and her family as they set off for the Prefecture City, and only afterwards did he walk home alone.

But just as he arrived at his own door, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He saw that his doorstep was surrounded by quite a few students from the County Academy, standing in twos and threes all over the street, their gazes all fixed on his courtyard gate, whispering and discussing with varied expressions.

Chen An stopped from a distance, vaguely hearing the content of their conversation; they were all there because of his Martial Examination yesterday and the subsequent commotion, nothing more than wanting to take the opportunity to curry favor and get closer to him.

Seeing through the intentions of these people, Chen An instantly felt uninterested and had no desire to go up and socialize, so he simply went around to the backyard to go home quietly, avoiding this crowd.

The day passed in a flash, twilight deepened, and night quietly blanketed everything.

On the bed in the room, Chen An slowly opened his eyes, the skin on his face slightly squirming and twisting, his appearance and figure changing in an instant, turning into the appearance of the middle-aged man from last night, his aura also becoming restrained and heavy, with no trace of youthful immaturity.

The next instant, his figure suddenly flickered and vanished into thin air from the room.

The night wind was biting, and the cold moon hid behind the clouds.

A silent figure was already standing above the Zhou Family estate, his aura perfectly blending with the deep night, as if he were originally a part of the darkness.

His gaze was indifferent, looking down from above, quietly surveying the Zhou Family's ancestral courtyard below.

Although with his current strength, he was not afraid of Ancestor Zhou Tong daring to play any tricks, he was cautious and decided to check first.

After looking around and sensing around, and finding no ambush in the Zhou Family, Chen An flashed and landed within the courtyard where Ancestor Zhou Tong lived.

At this time, the courtyard of Ancestor Zhou Tong was brightly lit, but only Ancestor Zhou Tong was sitting quietly in the hall, his eyes slightly closed, with an ancient wooden box half a person tall placed in front of him, his expression calm, as if waiting for someone.

Just then, a slight sound of footsteps rang out outside the hall, breaking the silence.

Ancestor Zhou Tong, who had been sitting quietly with his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze tightening.

Upon seeing the figure walking slowly into the hall, he dared not show the slightest negligence, hurriedly stood up and bowed, his expression extremely respectful: "Junior Zhou Tong, greets Senior!"

"Hmm, are you ready?"

Chen An glanced at Ancestor Zhou Tong indifferently, his tone calm, without the slightest intention of beating around the bush, asking straightforwardly.

Ancestor Zhou Tong hurriedly bowed and raised his hands, his expression respectful and with a hint of caution: "Everything is ready, two million yuan crystals are all here, please check, Senior!"

As he spoke, Ancestor Zhou Tong personally opened the box, and suddenly, a rich and dazzling purple glow gushed out from it...