Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Moreover, theoretical preparation had already begun.

This True Martial Strength may not be exactly like the original, but the difference should not be large.

But Ning Qi was still not satisfied. "Currently, the foundation I laid is the Supreme Stance Skill Myriad Phenomena Origin Stance, so I naturally cannot practice True Martial Strength. As my master said before, the True Martial Stance matches True Martial Strength, so I must create a Stacking Strength Skill that matches the Myriad Phenomena Origin Stance myself."

In a certain sense, this is also the drawback of creating techniques oneself: the path must be paved by oneself.

Lowering the standard to practice True Martial Strength would feel difficult for Ning Qi, and would waste the supreme foundation he built.

Moreover, it would slow his growth. "Martial artists in the Inner Essence Realm have a lifespan of two hundred years; considering reaching the Ninefold Realm within twenty years is considered extremely gifted, but for me, twenty years is too long!" "Currently, with two months until the inner strength completely forms, this time is entirely sufficient for me to create a supreme Stacking Strength Skill matching the Myriad Phenomena Origin Stance, perhaps not even needing that long."

Ning Qi’s eyes carried confidence.

With the experience of creating the Myriad Phenomena Origin Stance, True Martial Strength, and various Stacking Strength Skills for reference, coupled with now having greater insight than before, he was fully assured.

He took a deep breath.

Ning Qi’s eyes moved slightly, and he said: "Tiansheng, there’s a guest."

The White Ape, originally practicing the Ape King Stance on the side, immediately stopped. He went inside to brew tea, but when he re-emerged holding the teapot, he became quite flustered.

In the distance.

A sneaky little fat man was looking around as he sneaked over.

The White Ape set down the teapot and rushed over angrily. Now, having initial success in martial arts practice, as long as he doesn’t use martial arts techniques, others would only see him as having powerful bloodline.

The White Ape moved swiftly, startling Zhuang Chen. "Yuan Tiansheng, you, you noticed me!"

But the White Ape merely sneered and kicked out directly toward Zhuang Chen’s butt. Remembering the little fat man’s words about being a pet two days ago, now the sneaky arrival added new grievances to the old.

Zhuang Chen frantically dodged.

But he couldn’t evade.

Took a solid kick.

Zhuang Chen started to fight back but was shocked to find himself unable to suppress the White Ape; the man and ape were equally matched, surprisingly even. "Yuan Tiansheng, you’re impressively strong." He exclaimed.

Ning Qi watched from a distance, nodding slightly.

The White Ape indeed is extraordinary; to have trained for such a short time and yet fight Zhuang Chen to a draw, and the White Ape wasn’t using martial arts, though neither did Zhuang Chen draw his sword.

With a loud bang.

Zhuang Chen’s butt was kicked once more.

He furiously said, "Yuan Tiansheng, if you keep this up, I won’t let you!"

Seeing Zhuang Chen about to draw his sword, Ning Qi finally spoke: "Tiansheng, let him come over."

The White Ape immediately stopped respectfully.

Made a funny face at Zhuang Chen and slipped back into the courtyard.

Zhuang Chen also chuckled, rushing over with bright eyes. "Ning Qi, little master, I finally found you!"

The Divine Sword Sect members were still lingering in the True Martial Sect, but Ning Qi, hoping for peace, deliberately avoided them, only for Zhuang Chen to find him here.

Ning Qi lay on the vine chair, calmly saying: "Don’t call me master; be careful Divine Sword Senior expels you from the sect."

Zhuang Chen hurriedly shook his head: "No way, my master said before that if I wanted to apprentice with anyone I saw, I could." "Ning Qi, little master, please accept disciple’s bow." "I don’t accept disciples; bowing a hundred times won’t help." "Then teach me the swordsmanship from that day, okay?" "With your talent, comprehending Sword Intent is only a matter of time, you don’t need my teaching." "No, it’s different!" "Your sword is unlike any I’ve ever seen."

Seeing the certainty in the little fat man’s eyes, Ning Qi was slightly surprised.