37: Timeline changes, the time of martial arts

Three choices?

Qin Chuan didn't rush to choose, but instead recalled the insights in his mind.

Drawing the twin swords from his waist and casually performing a sword flourish, he felt a significant difference.

Is this what Hundred Weapons Mastery is?

Putting that aside for now, Qin Chuan looked at the three choices.

These should be the additional rewards combining the two previous rewards.

Sword Skill, Aura, Dao Technique.

Three choices.

Honestly, speaking truthfully, without exaggeration, Qin Chuan felt all three were quite impressive!

Unfortunately, he couldn't have them all; he could only be a child for once and make a choice.

Among them, 'No Thought Sword' came from Shen Qiu, and Qin Chuan had already guessed her identity as a martial arts genius.

'Summoning Soldiers from Beans' undoubtedly came from the young Daoist Little An, but he didn't expect to have a memory of him as well.

Although he lost to Qin Chuan in the 'True Man 1v1 Battle,' it seemed he still respected martial ethics and didn't summon candy men for a group fight.

The key was the second one, 'Fist Suppressing Mountains and Rivers,' which seemed to come from the Yan Yun Thirteen Riders.

It's rumored that their leader was once crushed by Crazy Chu with a single punch.

So, the question was, which one to choose?

Soon, Qin Chuan made his decision—

“Gain insight into 'No Thought Sword'!”

—He was about to return to the Main World, so a sword skill that could be used immediately was more important.

The aura of Fist Suppressing Mountains and Rivers sounded powerful, but it would be useless if he couldn't bring it back.

As for the Dao Technique of 'Summoning Soldiers from Beans,' there was even less to say; he had never been systematically taught Daoist teachings.

After choosing it, besides adding one to his collection, he would most likely be unable to use it.

Furthermore, there was the most crucial point—

This was only choosing to gain insight, not learning a skill book that could be mastered with a single tap.

No Thought Sword would undoubtedly be the most helpful to him.

As for Dao Techniques—Little An was right there; if he wanted to learn it in the future, he could try asking him.

Even Fist Suppressing Mountains and Rivers wasn't something he couldn't comprehend on his own!

As Qin Chuan made his choice, the No Thought Sword, devoid of thought or desire, unfolded before him once more.

With a single sword strike, a prosperous era overturned.

The myriad lights of households gathered into stars, their gathering and parting, all but a fleeting world.

“Awesome!”

It wasn't that Qin Chuan was uncultured, but he didn't have time to recall those adjectives at the moment.

All his focus was concentrated on the sword tip, watching the storm it stirred.

Previously, when he reincarnated as Chen Chuan, he wondered how mundane martial arts could compare to the cheat-like literary arts.

Now, he had the answer—you call this Wuxia?

He reined in his thoughts, concentrating all his attention.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, feeling a sense of loss.

“So strong!”

Immediately, Qin Chuan thought of a question—

The goal of 'Human Martial Saint' seemed to be to defeat all these Martial Saints.

Both this thoughtless and detached Shen Nian, and that awe-inspiring Crazy Chu, were included.

“Alright, set the mode to 'Action,' let's return!”

Emei Mountain, the hotel where the Martial Arts Conference was held.

[Your current reincarnation is not over, and you have not completed your phased life goals, so rewards cannot be settled.]

[Welcome to play the Reincarnation Simulator again!]

Qin Chuan shook his head; this was expected.

However, while the specific rewards hadn't been settled, it didn't mean he hadn't brought anything out.

He casually picked up a longsword placed in the hotel provided by the Martial Arts Conference.

“One sword, one thought!”

Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn came, directly cutting the display stand in two.

“Too light... The forging is also too poor; it'll break after two more swings, a waste of material.”

After evaluating the longsword with the perspective of the Da Zhou World, Qin Chuan quickly snapped back to reality from his aching muscles.

This was the modern world!

Steelmaking technology had reached its peak, and as for forging craftsmanship... it was just a craft.

No one would be crazy enough to pick it up for battle.

“It seems I still need to adapt to the mental shifts between different worlds in the future, otherwise, after too many reincarnations, I'm genuinely worried I might forget who I am.”

With this matter concluded, Qin Chuan checked how much time had passed since then.

Immediately, his expression changed.

This wasn't because he missed anything important, but because—

Time axis—1:25!

It had directly shortened by one-sixth!

Qin Chuan remembered it was 1:30 not long ago?

This meant that the Da Zhou World was getting closer and closer to the Main World.

He didn't know what would happen when the time flow between the two became 1:1.

Fusion? Collision?

It couldn't be that Great Zhou was going to crash into Earth, right!

“Hiss...”

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Chuan felt a chill down his spine.

Although the probability was low, he felt he had to be prepared.

Time was running out for Qin Chuan!

Of course, compared to that, there was an even more urgent matter at hand.

—He wouldn't have to pay for this hotel's display stand, right?

A moment later, looking at the bewildered staff members of the Martial Arts Conference before him.

Qin Chuan explained somewhat apologetically, “Just a sudden urge, a sudden urge...”

The staff members didn't blame him; they called over a colleague to examine the broken display stand.

One exclaimed, “Look at this cut, Xiao Zhang, I remember this display stand was steel, right? And the decorative sword wasn't even sharpened, was it?”

“That's right, can it really cut through this?” another staff member asked, looking puzzled.

Then, the two exchanged glances, their faces showing respect.

“Master Qin, right? We'll get you a new one right away... Oh, where is your martial arts exhibition booth? Can we come see it tomorrow?”

Ah, this...

Qin Chuan knew these two must have misunderstood something—or perhaps not?

After a brief thought, he informed the two of the booth's location.

Even after the two respectfully departed, Qin Chuan was still deep in thought.

Exhibition booth!

If he hadn't paid much attention to it before, now that he was back from Great Zhou...

It might be worth a try!

Qin Chuan recalled what he saw in Chu Mu's office in Jinling and felt that the entire world seemed somewhat urgent now.

It seemed the demand for individual martial power had almost reached a desperate level.

How could he be absent from such an event?

To restore the glory of Great Xia's martial arts, it was their inescapable duty!

What, Martial Arts Conference rewards?

Hmm... Qin Chuan had never heard of any amazing rewards or anything; please do not slander him.

The next day, at dawn.

Qin Chuan casually found an unsharpened longsword and stepped into the exhibition booth belonging to 'Mountain Sea Martial Hall.'

Since this booth had been dormant for several days, no one had come.

This time, when Qin Chuan opened it, it did attract some attention from the surroundings.

But when these people saw that it was Qin Chuan, a young man not much older, they immediately lost interest and withdrew their gazes.

As for the audience who came here to gather and learn, there wasn't a single one.

Qin Chuan was not in a hurry; he casually set up a sign in front of the booth, then looked at the surrounding booths with interest.

To his left, two brothers, one fat and one thin, stood at a booth, spitting as they lectured the surrounding people on martial arts basics.

“...As the saying goes, 'an inch longer, an inch stronger,' which refers to our long spear. Last time, I fought that fierce-looking strong man for three hundred rounds, and guess what happened?”

“What happened?”

“Hehe, I bent!”

“Never heard of it!”

Qin Chuan: ...It's a pity you two brothers didn't apprentice at Deyun Society!

As for the booth not far to his right, its popularity was even higher than that of the crosstalk brothers!

A group of fair-skinned, beautiful young ladies were fighting on the booth, with occasional shouts of 'Hah!' coming from them.

He didn't know if their fighting made noise, but it certainly had 'color.'

—Didn't you see a circle of people who were sworn enemies of gambling and drugs gathered below their stage!

Between these two, Qin Chuan's lonely booth felt particularly conspicuous.

As the sun rose, Qin Chuan's booth remained deserted.

Just as he was wondering whether to go back directly, rest for a day, and continue 'Chen Chuan's' reincarnation, a capable young man passed by the booth, saw the sign in front, and unusually stopped.

“Oh, actual combat? Little brother, are you serious?”

To this first person's disbelief, Qin Chuan said casually,

“Naturally, it's real. Do you want to try?”

The capable young man asked suspiciously, “I'm afraid I'll make you cry.”

“No matter.”

Qin Chuan loved teaching lessons to such conceited people the most!

There will be one more chapter later, well, quite late.