Chapter 232 – Spear Master

Having obtained the Legacy of the Overlord Fist Sect, Lu Yuan studied it diligently. On his professional panel, the [Steel Bone] at max level and lv1 [Heavenly Ultimate Physique] combined into lv1 [Heavenly Domineering Fury].

However, in reality, he had only practiced it in the Consciousness Space, and among the nine Ultimate Meridians on his chest, he had only managed to clear three.

“As I expected, the Legacy of the Steel Bone Sect focuses mainly on Bone Tempering, the Heavenly Ultimate Sect on Flesh Tempering, and the Overlord Fist Sect on enhancing the Five Viscera. The combination of these three results in an internal and external integrated body training method of Heavenly Domineering Fury. Dominance runs throughout.”

In the gradually thickening mist of the night, Lu Yuan activated his martial deity strength.

After integrating the unique Dominance of [Heavenly Domineering Fury], the brilliant golden color of the martial deity strength deepened, showing a tendency to evolve towards a reddish-gold hue.

Lu Yuan activated [Heavenly Domineering Fury], and the martial deity strength infused with Dominance flowed through his body. His skin, flesh, bones, and the Five Viscera all felt slightly numb, swollen, and mildly painful.

“The cultivation method of Heavenly Domineering Fury is simple; it just needs to be continuously activated.”

Lu Yuan stood on a high ridge, his body covered with a faint layer of reddish-gold light, reflecting the moonlight and giving him an aura of mystery and nobility.

“However, the cultivation techniques state that using Dominance for body training will endure pain more than ten times stronger than ordinary body training techniques… but I don’t feel that.”

Lu Yuan blinked, understanding that it was because his constitution was too high.

One limit break had already given him a constitution value equivalent to many times that of martial artists who had reached Mastery in body training techniques.

After another breakthrough, his constitution value increased by 2 points, making his strength even more exaggerated.

As a result, the tempering Effect of Heavenly Domineering Fury, known in the martial arts world for being the ultimate external martial arts of the ancient martial arts community, seemed trivial to him.

Even so, with such a constitution and defense power, he still fell short against a Level SS elephant deity emissary.

“The constitution value of the elephant deity emissary must be over 25 points.”

“A difference of three constitution points translates to six attribute points.”

“Six attribute points…”

Lu Yuan exhaled lightly, thinking, “Unless I activate a new panel or achieve significant gains in the upcoming secret realm exploration, it will be hard to accumulate them.”

So, for now, he pinned his hopes on the numerous external martial arts techniques in his possession.

“It would be ideal to integrate an unprecedentedly powerful defensive type of external martial arts. Even if that’s not possible, practicing several techniques and layering their effects to cause a qualitative change through quantitative accumulation might also be feasible…”

As Lu Yuan thought about this, he pulled out a few level S external martial arts he hadn’t yet practiced from his study panel. He selected one called [Glazed Pagoda Body] and started reading its cultivation techniques while maintaining his training of [Heavenly Domineering Fury].

In his consciousness, the experience points for lv1 [Heavenly Domineering Fury] on the panel steadily and continuously rose, increasing by one point at a time.

Lu Yuan quietly read the cultivation techniques.

Time flowed quietly like a river under the moon.

…

Lu Yuan stayed at Lu Yueping’s house for three days. After the people from Yellow Bear delivered the Cell Repair Fluid prepared for Lu Yueping, Lu Yuan claimed it was a “health product” he bought with his scholarship and convinced Lu Yueping to take it.

Then he left Lu Jing alone and took a shuttle to depart.

His excuse for leaving home this time was to participate in a national competition, and he left Lu Jing to cover for him.

This was his way of making her make up for using his mobile phone to chat nonsensically with Xia Zhiqing.

On the shuttle, a red bear strongman with thick eyebrows, who had been loyally following Lu Yuan since the incident with the elephant deity emissary, respectfully reported the situation to him.

“There are two matters related to you, Lord.”

“Speak,” Lu Yuan said.

“First, a few Silver Spear Bearers from the Mosa Sect in Xia State want to invite you to attend a high-level meeting at the end of this month, as a gesture of officially recognizing your status.”

“Mosa Sect?” Lu Yuan raised his eyelids, thought for a moment, and then lowered them again.

“Continue.”

“The second matter is that Xiabang is planning to send another Golden Bear Level figure…”

The red bear strongman paused, sneaking a glance at Lu Yuan’s expression, then continued with difficulty, “to assist you with your work.”

Lu Yuan lifted his head, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Golden Bear?

Assist with his work?

What task in the old city circle requires the combined effort of two Golden Bears?

It’s probably more about seizing power than providing assistance.

Lu Yuan instantly thought of the big shot behind Penglai that Yuwen Tong had mentioned.

His eyes flickered as he nodded slightly.

“Alright, I understand.”

The red bear strongman let out a small sigh of relief and quietly retreated, leaving Lu Yuan alone in the private lounge of the shuttle to ponder.

The two matters mentioned by the red bear strongman, whether the meeting with the Silver Spear Bearers of Mosa or the arrival of the Golden Bear Level emissary from Xiabang… Lu Yuan did not plan to concern himself with them.

During these few days, he frequently “dreamed” of the elephant deity dreamscape.

The curse of the elephant deity on his chest occasionally felt warm.

His intuition told him that the “revenge” of the elephant deity sect was closing in.

It was like a giant boulder rolling down from the top of the demon mountain in his dreams, already on its way to crush him.

“This time… I can’t be as humiliated as last time,” Lu Yuan muttered to himself as he casually clicked on a link containing information about the special secret realm that Lan Chen had sent him earlier.

He had spent the past few days going through this information.

The classification of secret realms across the world was similar to the internal classification of strengths within Yellow Bear.

They were divided into levels A, B, C, and D. Above level A were S, SS, and SSS levels.

Generally, level S was already considered highly dangerous and difficult to explore.

SS level was even more so.

SSS level was almost the pinnacle and was also known as sub-legendary level.

Above that was the legendary level secret realm, exceeding SSS level.

Currently, there were nine known legendary level secret realms worldwide, including the Sky Wrath, Moon-Eating Forest, and Thunder Holy Temple…

Of these, only three had been explored, with no more than ten percent completion in any.

Besides these secret realms, there were special secret realms like Penglai.

These special secret realms had no traces of evil deities, were habitable, but usually had limited space.

As for the origins of these secret realms…

The information did not provide a definite explanation, only involving a lot of abstract terms like space, rifts, and folds.

There is a theory that secret realms are small, independent worlds created by ancient evil deities for their followers. Later, when the ancient evil deities disappeared and their followers dwindled, these small worlds lacked maintenance and were sealed off, only to be rediscovered and unlocked in modern times.

As for the reason extraordinary organizations worldwide vigorously compete to explore secret realms, the information doesn’t explicitly state it. But there must be benefits; otherwise, they wouldn’t put in so much effort.

These weren’t Lu Yuan’s main concerns, though. What he cared about was the secret realms he needed to explore.

So far, Lu Yuan had chosen two-Wailing Ruins and Blood-Soaked Plains.

Both are level S evil deity secret realms. The former is considered part of the Crow Deity sect’s domains, while the latter contains numerous traces belonging to the Mosa Sect.

Lu Yuan personally leaned toward the former.

The unlocking progress of [Death Messenger (extraordinary)] was much higher than [Spear Bearer (extraordinary)], and upgrading it would significantly enhance his power.

“I’ll study the Wailing Ruins strategy in detail later,” Lu Yuan thought, as the image of the elephant deity emissary he once fought appeared in his mind.

He spread his mental power, which formed a mist-like state, and then slowly began to sketch and model the image of the elephant deity emissary.

Lu Yuan had considered entering an elephant deity secret realm, but such secret realms were exceedingly rare and typically low-level, offering little exploration value.

Fortunately, there was a newly discovered elephant deity secret realm that, according to Yuwen Tong, was rated as level SSS, a sub-legendary level. He would have the opportunity to enter it eventually.

Using the elephant deity emissary as a template, Lu Yuan began to slowly construct the first True Intent of his own extraordinary martial arts.

As his vast mental power spread, the air inside the independent space gradually stopped flowing, growing increasingly stagnant and thick, as dense as stone.

Outside the room, the red bear strongman and the group of white bears felt an inexplicable aura emanating from Lu Yuan’s room, filling the entire shuttle like an overwhelming flood of seawater.

Their heart rates quickened, their breathing faltered, and they didn’t dare to take a deep breath.

…

Under 150 times the gravity…

Lu Yuan stood quietly.

His muscles moved slightly, as if numerous tiny worms were crawling slowly under his skin.

Golden martial deity strength covered his skin, beginning to flow over his body.

Bloodlines extended slowly from his chest.

Lu Yuan was simultaneously practicing several body training techniques while also refining his True Intent. A blurry, ten-meter-tall phantom of an elephant man hovered above his shoulders. The immense presence filled the entire training room, and the pressure in the already 150 times gravity environment seemed to increase even more.

This process continued for several hours before Lu Yuan slowly withdrew from his cultivation state. As the gravity was lifted, Lu Yuan stretched his muscles, causing a series of explosive sounds to echo from his body.

Standing in place for a moment, he first checked his professional panel, roughly calculating the experience points he had gained from this session. His face remained emotionless.

As he exited the room, the red bear strongman was already waiting on the side. Handing him a towel, the red bear strongman quietly said, “Lord, the spear master you requested has arrived.”

“Oh?!” Lu Yuan’s eyes brightened slightly, and he nodded, “Take me to him now.”

“Yes.”

Lu Yuan was attempting to open a new professional panel to accumulate attribute points and skill points. Additionally, he wanted to make good use of the silver spear he had acquired from Mosa.

Thus, he decided to train in a cold weapon martial art.

However, martial artists specializing in spears were hard to find. Considering that spears and pikes are quite similar as long weapons, he had asked the red bear strongman to find an Ancient Martial Artist highly skilled in spearmanship to tutor him.

He didn’t expect results so quickly.

…

At this moment, in a spacious indoor training field.

A middle-aged man of average build and undistinguished appearance stood in the center, meticulously wiping the silver-white spearhead in his hand. After an unknown number of times, he looked up, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration, and said to the Peregrine Falcon beside him, “I’ve been waiting for almost four hours. If your Lord doesn’t come soon, I’m afraid I will no longer be at your service.”

The Peregrine Falcon smiled and tried to appease him, “Mr. Liao, please wait a bit longer. The Lord will be here shortly. If he doesn’t arrive today, we will still fulfill the promises made to Mr. Liao…”

The middle-aged man’s expression softened slightly, and he snorted, “It’s not just about the reward; it’s about…”

Unfortunately, the Peregrine Falcon didn’t listen to his words but quickly turned to face a certain direction, his eyes gleaming as he said rapidly, “The Lord has arrived. Please be prepared, Mr. Liao.”

“Hmm?”

The middle-aged man’s expression shifted, and he instinctively looked up in the direction Peregrine Falcon was staring.