9: Chapter 9 Martial Arts Rank, Fang Zhuo's Combat Philosophy

"This Innate Divine Ability... is very strong!"

Fang Zhuo thought about it carefully.

Every medicine has its side effects!

You have to know, martial arts cultivation pills, including products like spirit-nourishing pills and qi-blood potions, even those produced by the largest martial arts conglomerates in the Blue Moon Federation, contain impurities.

The impurities that the martial artist's physical body cannot absorb or digest accumulate, becoming a toxicity that cannot be ignored, which can even affect the martial artist's future cultivation.

But with the Innate Divine Ability 'Purification', one can neutralize the vast majority of impurities in martial arts pills. This will allow him to be increasingly uninhibited when raising his Life Level!

Combined with the system's refund function, it's like stepping on one's own feet to fly higher—as long as his money-making ability improves and Bai Shiwei's Life Level is slightly higher, his own progress will be incredibly fast!

As Fang Zhuo was thinking this, the burning sensation in his body brought on by the spirit-nourishing pill he had just swallowed was dispelled as he moved his thoughts slightly and activated the 'Purification' ability!

The burning sensation immediately dissipated rapidly.

In less than a minute, it vanished without a trace.

"Amazing!"

"I originally thought I would have to wait ten days or half a month for the second spirit-nourishing pill, letting my body slowly eliminate most of the impurities before I could swallow it."

"Now I can just go for it directly!"

Fang Zhuo was overjoyed. He took out the second spirit-nourishing pill refunded by the system, swallowed it in one gulp, continued to assume the Great Dragon Stance, and began to absorb and digest the medicinal power.

...

[Subject: Fang Zhuo]

[Life Level: 16]

[Mental Power: 21]

"Mental Power 21... I've directly broken into the Intermediate Martial Artist level!"

Fang Zhuo was somewhat excited.

In his visualization space, the massive Martial Aspect became much clearer.

If one were to compare the entire Martial Aspect to a boundless canvas, then the clearly visualized area at this moment already occupied nearly one-fifth.

"Judging by this situation, even if my Mental Power increases to 29, reaching the limit of an Intermediate Martial Artist, I might still not be able to awaken my Martial Aspect?"

"What grade of Martial Aspect is this, exactly?"

Fang Zhuo was shocked.

In this era, Martial Aspects are divided into three major grades: Superior, Intermediate, and Lower.

There are only a few, specifically nine, recorded Superior Martial Aspects in the Federation. This is basic martial arts knowledge in high school; for martial artists of the Blue Moon Federation, it is common sense.

Fang Zhuo's grades were not bad.

Don't look down on him just because he is in a Martial Arts Junior College; while it is inferior compared to a Martial Arts Undergraduate program, he is already stronger than 95% of the people in the Federation.

Fang Zhuo knew every kind of Superior Martial Aspect by heart.

The Martial Aspect he had visualized was not one of the nine recorded Superior Martial Aspects, but it was absolutely not inferior to any of the recorded ones!

Could it be a brand new Superior Martial Aspect?

Fang Zhuo frowned. Generally, once the nine recorded Superior Martial Aspects are visualized, the Mental Power required to sustain them does not exceed level 20.

Either this new Superior Martial Aspect is extremely special, or its grade surpasses Superior?

...

The Fang Family.

Immediately after Fang Zhuo and Bai Shiwei left, Fang Dawei came out of the study. He shook his head to clear away the risqué scenes from the game.

"Take this one million to buy two spirit-nourishing pills. Use your own name to give them to Fang Zhuo and my granddaughter-in-law, one for each."

Fang Dawei found Fang Wu and transferred the money in person.

"Dad?"

"Weren't you angry? Why..."

Fang Wu was stunned, somewhat confused.

His old man had retired early. One must know that Federation martial artists generally work until they are 80. Fang Dawei, who stayed at home playing games in his early 50s, was definitely a weirdo.

His mother passed away early and left his father a sum of money.

This money was also his father's "lying flat" fund. As his own son, Fang Wu didn't know the exact amount, but having watched over all these years, he estimated it didn't exceed ten million.

His father had always kept a tight grip on it and wouldn't touch it easily.

Even though Fang Zhuo was deeply loved by his grandfather and showed impressive martial arts talent in high school, his father hadn't invested much money.

Over the three years of high school, the total expenditure was just over one million.

After Fang Zhuo was admitted to the Martial Arts Junior College, his father didn't invest much, and when his Life Level reached 15, he cut off funding entirely.

Subsequent living expenses and costs were mostly covered by Fang Wu.

This time, his father was actually taking out one million at once to buy two spirit-nourishing pills for Fang Zhuo and his daughter-in-law?

What a generous gesture!

Is he not planning for his retirement anymore?

Fang Dawei waved his hand: "Just go do it. Remember, don't say it came from me. I hope these two spirit-nourishing pills can give these two little ones a better chance of awakening their Martial Aspect."

Fang Wu nodded and left.

Fang Dawei squinted, a flash of light passing through his eyes.

My eldest grandson, Grandpa has always been accurate in judging people. If your grandmother were still here, you would have a chance to awaken your Martial Aspect, but you, kid, are also quite lucky.

This daughter-in-law is truly a phoenix among people; you really stumbled upon a lucky find.

However, whether you can hold onto a woman like this in the future is hard to say...

Fang Dawei walked with his hands behind his back, entered the study, picked up the virtual reality game helmet, and immersed himself back into the "tailing" game.

...

That night.

After Fang Zhuo and Bai Shiwei finished their respective martial arts cultivation, they discussed the "arts of the bedroom" together in the bedroom.

Through this deep exchange, the distance between the newlywed couple kept closing, and their relationship became increasingly intimate.

After her initial discomfort, Bai Shiwei let go, and with her Life Level of 18, she was able to make Fang Zhuo surrender every time.

Although Bai Shiwei didn't say anything.

Fang Zhuo was quite annoyed with himself.

In these matters, men are very concerned; their self-esteem is exceptionally strong.

"Mental Power isn't something to rush in three or five days; it can't be forced. Instead, I need to raise my Life Level first, at least to be on par with Shi Wei!"

Fang Zhuo made up his mind.

"Husband~"

"What are you thinking about?"

After the passion, Bai Shiwei's cheeks were flushed crimson, a flush that spread all the way to her neck.

"I'm thinking about how to face your family tomorrow."

Fang Zhuo reached out to stroke Bai Shiwei's back. Her skin was very tender, and touching it was intoxicating.

"This..."

Thinking of her own family, the contentment on Bai Shiwei's face vanished, replaced by a troubled expression.

"How about we don't go?"

"Anyway, I don't want to go back."

Bai Shiwei wrinkled her nose.

Fang Zhuo reached out and tapped her nose, comforting her: "What would that look like? How would your parents view me in the future? Wouldn't they point fingers at me and scold me? Saying I don't understand etiquette."

"Sigh~"

"Then you decide. Don't worry about saving face for me; they definitely won't give us a good look. If they go too far, we'll just leave!"

Bai Shiwei pouted. The faces of her father and siblings appeared in her mind, and the word "dislike" was already written on her face.

Fang Zhuo was only a student at a Martial Arts Junior College.

First of all, this educational background would be criticized by her arrogant parents.

Her eldest sister and younger brother, who looked down on everyone, would definitely not think highly of Fang Zhuo.

As she thought about this, Bai Shiwei suddenly said: "By the way, have the quotas for your school's transfer to a Martial Arts Undergraduate program been announced? Check quickly to see if you're on it."

Fang Zhuo's Life Level was 15, which was considered excellent in a Martial Arts Junior College.

Body Micro-Control, he had only just realized, which he discovered while they were intimate... Fang Zhuo didn't hide it from her.

Achieving Body Control reaching Micro-Perception is considered excellent even in a Martial Arts Undergraduate program!

If not for the fact that he hadn't awakened a Martial Aspect, the transfer quota would have been a sure thing; even so, there was still a slight chance.

"Let me check."

Fang Zhuo just remembered. To be honest, after getting the system, he didn't care that much about the 'transfer to undergraduate' program anymore.

Getting into a Martial Arts Undergraduate program was originally just to get the cultivation resources subsidized by the school and the state.

He opened his email, scanned it quickly, and accepted it calmly.

"I wasn't selected."

Fortunately, while a Martial Arts Undergraduate program does have a lot of subsidized cultivation resources, it also has its downsides. Every year, one needs to go to 'Origin Star' to participate in combat assessments.

Going to 'Origin Star' to fight is very dangerous.

Fang Zhuo had the system; he just wanted to develop steadily. What is there to fight and kill for as an Intermediate Martial Artist?

If he were to fight, it should be by fighting below his level. Once he becomes an Advanced Martial Artist, he can go to 'Origin Star' to find low-level targets to challenge!