Chapter 182 - 165: Creating a Fist Technique Through Comprehension!

Chapter 182: Chapter 165: Creating a Fist Technique Through Comprehension!

Chen Sha had become number two in the world.

At the same time, the news that the Third Pang Saint had been killed by him in the Pine Garden also spread throughout the Martial Arts world.

When Yan Chimei, who was in a town in Yuan Country, heard this news in a tavern, he immediately burst into thunderous laughter. "Hahaha, Pang Saint is dead! He’s finally dead!"

His terrifying laughter echoed through the tavern, making the patrons’ eardrums ache. They backed away continuously, staring in awe and terror at Yan Chimei as he laughed heartily. Before long, all the customers had fled. Seeing Yan Chimei’s imposing aura, the tavern owner didn’t dare approach to remind or reprimand him, meekly cowering to the side instead.

Yan Chimei lifted a cup of premium red sorghum wine and poured it from mid-air. As the crimson liquid splashed onto the floor, he declared with deep satisfaction, "Pang Saint, this cup of wine is to wish you an early reincarnation."

The grudge between the two wasn’t complicated. It was nothing more than a series of youthful squabbles from their early days in the Jianghu. But when this resentment was compounded over decades—especially since Yan Chimei had been suppressed by Pang Saint in every aspect for all those years—it became unbearable. As decades passed, incident after incident piled up, leaving him unable to hold his head high. It eventually evolved into a Heart Demon. As long as Pang Saint lived, he would never know peace.

Now, Pang Saint was finally dead. Even though he wasn’t the one who killed him, it didn’t stop Yan Chimei from exhaling the pent-up frustration that had weighed on his heart for twenty years. He instantly felt his Qi Power circulate smoothly within his body.

In Martial Arts cultivation, the Cultivation Technique was important, but the Heart Method was of utmost priority. If one’s mind couldn’t be clear and unobstructed, the Heart Method couldn’t be pushed to the Upper Realm. This was the exact reason why Yan Chimei’s Martial Arts hadn’t progressed an inch in recent years.

Now, not only had Yan Chimei untied the knot in his heart, but he also felt a glimmer of hope that his stagnant Martial Arts could finally move forward again.

Yan Chimei looked far Beyond the Heavens and muttered to himself, "Even if my Martial Arts advance, I fear I still won’t be able to compete with that Chen. The title of number one in the world is destined to elude me."

It was a pity he hadn’t seen through this truth back then; otherwise, he wouldn’t have developed a mental illness from being suppressed by Pang Saint. However, when he pulled his thoughts back to the fact that Chen Sha was now number two in the world, he speculated, "Now that he has killed Pang Saint and Wang Zaixiang has yielded his position, I’m afraid... he still won’t be a match for Yuan Ruhua in the short term."

As one of the few people who had fought the world’s number one, and having seen Chen Sha, Chen Canxuan, and Yuan Ruhua with his own eyes, Yan Chimei understood the differences between them best.

The current Yuan Ruhua was just like the Chen Canxuan of the past. Besides their world-unrivaled Martial Arts, they carried an invisible, overwhelming momentum. This momentum couldn’t be described with words; it was like the natural, commanding presence of someone in a high position. When a person became invincible in the world, their mind and spirit would become increasingly perfect, to the point of suppressing the entire world beneath them.

Chen Canxuan had this kind of aura back then. Yuan Ruhua possessed it now. Only Chen Sha lacked it.

He didn’t have this aura yet because he had never stood at the peak. Even if his Power and Realm reached Yuan Ruhua’s level, without this momentum, he wouldn’t have much chance of winning in a duel between the two. Moreover, Yuan Ruhua’s Half-step Distance was arguably the most unsolvable Martial Arts in the world. The word ’martial’ was fully interpreted within that half step, as if, within that distance, he was the Incarnation of the Martial Arts Dao itself!

However, Yan Chimei had a certain confidence in Chen Sha. Chen Sha’s potential was incomparable to both Chen Canxuan and Yuan Ruhua. This twenty-something young man’s potential was simply too great, completely surpassing two generations of the world’s number ones.

But all of that had nothing to do with him anymore. Now cured of his Heart Demon, Yan Chimei felt light and relaxed all over. He only wanted to fall into a deep sleep in this tavern and stay dead drunk.

***

Everyone has their own joys and sorrows.

While Yan Chimei was getting dead drunk in Yuan Country, Chen Sha returned to Dao Yi Mountain, only to learn that the intruder was actually the Chess Master. The man had tried to steal his father’s corpse from Dao Yi Mountain while he was busy hunting down Pang Saint.

In fact, that night at Copper Mountain, while chasing Pang Saint, Chen Sha had faintly seen a man in black blocking Pang Saint’s escape. However, he had been entirely focused on the pursuit and couldn’t afford to be distracted, which nearly led to Dao Yi Mountain being raided by the Chess Master. Fortunately, he had left Cosmic Light Fragments on the mountain, and Yuu Miaolian and the others had returned. With the three great avatars and Santong present, there were no casualties.

But when he heard that his father Chen Canxuan’s tomb had been opened by the Chess Master, and that it was completely empty...

In the Tomb Forest, Chen Sha stood before the empty grave, which had been tidied up somewhat. "Why..." he murmured. "Why is the tomb empty? I watched my father being buried with my own eyes."

Chen Sha looked at Santong in disbelief. Although he had always harbored immense doubts regarding the mystery of his father’s life and death, he had never denied that his father’s corpse was buried in that tomb. After all, he had personally escorted the burial, watching the Disciples shovel earth to build the mound where his father was to sleep.

But now... the corpse was missing?

Zhou Santong said with a sorrowful expression, "There are only two possibilities now. Either someone had their eyes on your father’s remains before that man in black, sneaking up the mountain to dig up the grave and steal his bones without us knowing..."

But the chances of this were extremely slim. After all, when the Chess Master opened the tomb, they could clearly see that there were no signs of it ever being disturbed from the outside. The Chess Master must have been the first to open the grave.

"Then... the second possibility." Zhou Santong looked at Chen Sha and said, "Your father disappeared from the coffin on his own."

"Disappeared from the coffin on his own..." Chen Sha met his gaze and muttered, "Could it be that inside the coffin, his physical body achieved the Broken state and he ascended, leaving it completely empty?"

"You said Broken? What Broken?"

Hearing Zhou Santong’s obviously confused tone, Chen Sha relayed all the information he had obtained from Wang Zaixiang.

When Zhou Santong heard that Chen Canxuan had actually been comprehending the Breaking Method of spirit and physical body more than ten years ago, while he himself knew nothing about it, he was stunned. "How could that be? If your father had comprehended the ’Twelve Gods’ and the ’Vajra God’ that follow the Twenty-four Gods, why didn’t he leave the Cultivation Technique on the mountain before departing?"

Looking at the empty tomb, Chen Sha silently speculated, "...Is it possible that because he took the wrong path with his spirit the first time, he felt the Twelve Gods method was flawed? There’s naturally no need to leave behind a flawed path. Then, for the second path, he didn’t know if it would work either, and he could only find out by trying it himself..."

For a moment, listening to Chen Sha’s words, Zhou Santong’s eyes were filled with complex emotions. "I understand what you’re saying. It’s possible your father found life through death in the tomb, departing with a Broken physical body, but... we can’t rule out the possibility that your father didn’t achieve the Broken state. He might still be alive and left the coffin on his own."

To him, the Broken state was something ethereal and illusory. He was more willing to believe the second possibility: that Chen Canxuan walked out of the coffin alive. But as for why he didn’t want them to know...

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Little Chen Sha, I’m going down the mountain."

Chen Sha asked in astonishment, "You’re going down the mountain?"

Zhou Santong replied, "If this incident hadn’t happened, I might have stayed on the mountain forever, watching you become number one in the world without any other desires. But now that there’s a chance your father isn’t dead, I have to find him."

Chen Sha looked at Santong. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say. He could only ask, "When do you plan to leave?"

"Right now. It’s perfect timing since you’ve returned."

***

Chen Sha never expected that the first thing he would do upon returning to the mountain was to watch Santong depart. And all of this stemmed from one question: Did his father actually achieve the Broken Vajra, or was he still living in this mortal world?

To unravel this mystery, Chen Sha looked at Long Zaitian’s corpse. Staring at the Vajra-like body, he muttered to himself, "If you could achieve the Broken state, then my father could have too. Now let me see exactly what profundities are hidden within your body and your Cultivation Technique."

He had no intention of meticulously studying the structure of the Golden Body. With the Cosmic Light Fragments’ ability to simulate living creatures, objects, and people, Chen Sha directly used the Qi Stealing Technique to absorb energy from the Golden Body corpse, planning to channel it into the Cosmic Light Fragments.

However, as he began extracting, he frowned upon discovering that there was absolutely no vitality left inside the body; it was just a corpse. Yet, its internal organs and skin had undergone a miraculous transformation. Their texture was no longer that of flesh and blood, but as hard as iron.

Chen Sha clenched his hand, condensing a mass of blood-red aura in his palm. "Fortunately, I can still extract some physical Essence Qi. Essence Qi is the origin of True Qi. I just need to send it into the Cosmic Light Fragments..."

Inside the empty Sect Leader’s Hall, when Chen Sha channeled a wisp of Long Zaitian’s Golden Body Essence Qi into the Cosmic Light Fragments, the surrounding environment instantly underwent a drastic change.

"Hmm? This is the scene from that night..."

Chen Sha immediately stood up. The Cosmic Light Fragments had actually simulated the events of that night at Copper Mountain right inside Dao Yi Mountain’s Sect Leader’s Hall. The building and hall vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of clouds overhead. That wisp of Long Zaitian’s Golden Body Essence Qi directly manifested an image of "Long Zaitian" looking up at the sky amidst the clouds.

Wisps of Tribulation Qi swirled around his body, maintaining Long Zaitian’s appearance from when he was alive. Furthermore, that familiar Broken sensation emerged from his form—a sensation Chen Sha knew all too well.

Chen Sha was incredibly pleasantly surprised. "The Cosmic Light Fragments can actually recreate things this realistically! They even manage to reproduce this physical Broken Qi Mechanism."

Originally, he had placed great importance on this Broken Qi Mechanism that night. At the time, as Chen Sha felt the Broken intent behind the clouds, he had almost fallen into a wondrous state of epiphany. If he had stayed in that state long enough, he might have been able to create his own Fist Technique and Martial Arts.

But regrettably, after Long Zaitian turned into a Golden Body corpse, the Broken Qi Mechanism from that night didn’t linger between heaven and earth for long before slowly dissipating. Coupled with Pang Saint fighting for the Golden Body and Chen Sha subsequently giving chase, he wasn’t able to retain that ’Broken’ enlightenment in his mind for very long.

But now, looking at the recreated scene within the Cosmic Light Fragments, as long as he continuously extracted Essence Qi from Long Zaitian’s Golden Body, he could ceaselessly reproduce the scene of his Breaking from that night, allowing Chen Sha to relive that Qi Mechanism over and over again.

"This is wonderful! With these moments of enlightenment replaying, regardless of whether I can uncover the secret of the Broken Vajra, it will definitely be enough for me to create a Fist Technique and Martial Arts from these insights!"

This kind of enlightenment was too rare, but with the replays of the Cosmic Light Fragments, Chen Sha could theoretically remain in this scene indefinitely.

And so, after returning to Dao Yi Mountain, Chen Sha immersed himself directly in the comprehension of Long Zaitian’s Golden Body, the Demon Heaven Tribulation Technique, and the Broken Qi Mechanism.

The idea for a Fist Technique that had sparked from his enlightenment that night at Copper Mountain began to undergo endless cycles of refinement within this recreated Broken scene. As the days passed one by one, Chen Sha’s interrupted thought process for creating his fist style from that night finally took real shape, forming its first true outline!