Chapter 787: Chapter 494: Green Winged Bat King, Proving Dao in His Twilight Years!

"Haha!"

"That felt great!"

"If I can’t beat the City Lord, it’s just as satisfying to thrash his disciples!"

Guo Xi’s spear strikes like a dragon, dominating Jin Yutang. She knows that both Jin Yutang and Yu Jinpeng, these disciples raised under Yan Chuan, can cultivate to an Absolute level even when training alone. Once they return to Yan Chuan’s side for his guidance, they might soar, possibly proving the Innate Dao in a short period.

Thrash?

This might be the last time.

Guo Xi realizes that as disciples of Yan Chuan, Yu Jinpeng and Jin Yutang are likely to surpass her in the future by eighty percent.

If she doesn’t seize this chance to bully them hard, she will regret it greatly in the future.

"Raise?"

"Tempering?"

"I’m helping the City Lord temper his disciples!"

Guo Xi thrusts her spear directly at Jin Yutang’s ribs, an inescapable move. But at this moment, a sword light strikes—

Softness Overcomes Hardness!

Tai Chi Swordsmanship!

Yu Jinpeng finally makes a move!

"Bring it on!"

"Two Extreme Boxing Kings!"

"I want to see if the two of you together can withstand my Eight Mother Pear Blossom Spear!"

Guo Xi laughs wildly, taking on two Absolute skill practitioners alone, yet not losing ground.

’Ghost Shadow’ Guo Xi!

Not the top contender in the first Sword Discussion, but truly dazzling by the second!

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Cang Mountain Sword Discussion, stars shining bright.

There are veterans.

There are newcomers.

But the one talked about the most is Yan Chuan, who is not present.

And at this time, Yan Chuan is touring the Black Hawk Territory giving martial arts lectures—

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"Nine hundred and ninety thousand inside and outside Chenshui City."

"One million one hundred and fourteen thousand in Zanji City."

"One million three hundred and twenty thousand in New Willow City."

Yan Chuan has been lecturing in the Black Hawk Territory for three days, covering three cities, with attendees increasing in each city, totaling over 3.45 million military and civilian listeners.

The lectures in each city are met with fervent feedback.

However, the Holy Fire Order Divine Skill remains stuck at 89 points, unable to break through to the Eighth Realm Peak.

Yan Chuan lectured on two cities’ ’side door and unorthodox learnings’ without any progress.

He gradually realizes—

"Holy Fire Order Divine Skill."

"Side door and unorthodox learnings."

"Side door and unorthodox!"

"Side door and unorthodox!"

"Since it’s a side path, it naturally doesn’t travel far. The Late Stage Eighth Realm is the limit, reaching the Peak of the Eighth Realm is difficult."

Yan Chuan comes to an understanding.

He decisively gives it up and invests more energy into Wave Riding Micro Steps.

Upon reaching New Willow City, Yan Chuan starts lecturing from ’Xingyi Boxing’, integrating more lightweight body techniques, explaining from everyday walking and sitting to innate-level thousand-mile daily journeys and the divine flight and evasion.

Over a hundred million thoughts and insights continuously feed back to Yan Chuan, equivalent to hundreds of millions of inspirations sparkling in the ocean of his mind. Starting from ’Wave Riding Micro Steps’ and lightweight body techniques, he constantly explores, contemplates, and perceives, swiftly running through countless thoughts, each thought contributing more or less to Yan Chuan’s understanding of ’Wave Riding Micro Steps.’

Every thought was accurate.

Even the smallest could equal a day, half a day, an hour, or even a minute, or a second of Yan Chuan’s pondering and insight.

Even if every thought from these millions only equaled a second of Yan Chuan’s contemplation, the aggregation of millions equates to half a month’s intense refinement and pondering.

But far more than that!

Practitioner.

Qi-Blood Limit.

Limit-breaking.

Peak state.

Innate Divine General.

The higher the power, the deeper the cultivation, the more thoughts and insights occur to them during the lecture, feeding back more to Yan Chuan. For example, an Innate Divine General, whose thought process could equal thousands of ordinary people, and the feedback Yan Chuan derives from these individuals is not limited to half a month, not even half a year, not even ten years, immeasurable, endless.

Originally, if Yan Chuan continued to cultivate and comprehend in step-by-step fashion, ’Wave Riding Micro Steps’ might be stuck in the Late Stage of the Eighth Realm for ten, twenty, even thirty, forty years, or even a lifetime, never reaching the Eighth Realm Peak, just like many Fourth and Fifth-rank Divine Generals, always hard to reach.

But under the feedback from more than 3 million listeners across the three cities, in just three days, three hours a day, Yan Chuan seemingly crossed months, years, decades, even centuries worth of cultivation time, with countless thoughts passing through his mind. The immense perception helps deepen his understanding of ’Wave Riding Micro Steps.’

Gradually.

Water droplets form rivers, vast and grand, breaking through the shackles in one go—

[Your ’Wave Riding Micro Steps’ improved, skill level +1]

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[Wave Riding Micro Steps: Eighth Realm Peak (90)]

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Twelfth year of Great Yan Hongwu, May twenty-second.

’Wave Riding Micro Steps’ finally broke through, becoming the first Peak of the Eighth Realm Absolute Skill for Yan Chuan—

Eighth Realm Peak!

Fifth Rank Peak!

One step away from the Sixth Grade for Yan Chuan!

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"Shadow Sweep."

"Flowing Light."

"Transformation."

"Gua Xiang."

"Galaxy."

At the city head of New Willow City, ’Green Winged Bat King’ Wei Chibing is listening to the lecture. This is his third time attending Yan Chuan’s martial arts lecture. Each session is three hours, and he has benefited greatly. Various martial arts, forming rigid thinking patterns difficult to break, are moved by Yan Chuan’s lectures. There is progress, and he seems to be enlightened, with his understanding ability greatly improved. Various thoughts become lively again, reviving what was once a stagnant pool of dead water.

Enlightenment.

Reflection.

Insight.

Progress.

The Lightweight Skill that Wei Chibing practises is called ’Green Wing Divine Movement’. He had long believed that he had reached its limits. In recent years, he has been exploring and learning other Qinggong and movement techniques in a bid to develop by analogy. However, after practising ’Green Wing Divine Movement’ for decades, it was already ingrained in his bones. Realizing movement techniques again from a fresh perspective, the transition was not easy.

Gathers what is best about many skills?

Assimilate a hundred rivers?

How challenging!

More often, one is either broad but not deep, or deep but not broad. This truth is universally acknowledged, and Wei Chibing knows it well.

Once you have walked far on a specialized path, when you want to change and broaden, it is hard!

Conversely, if you have walked a broad and unfocused path, wanting to transition to specialization is difficult!

Wei Chibing found it hard to progress, too hard. He couldn’t find better Absolute Skills that aligned, aligned with his ’Green Wing Divine Movement’.

Wei Chibing had attempted and failed numerous times.

Wei Buqun had consulted many Innate experts for him, and they all failed.

This time, meeting Yan Chuan, he tried as a last resort, thinking he might as well.

As a result, decades of hard training became fuel, while Yan Chuan’s martial arts lectures acted as flames, igniting a tremendous blaze!"

"I have enlightened!"

Wei Chibing achieves Great Enlightenment, his eyes wide with boundless joy.

Twelfth year of Great Yan Hongwu, May twenty-second.

’Green Winged Bat King’, one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Black Hawk Sect, Wei Chibing proves the Dao, at the age of fifty-nine!

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"Great grace is beyond thanks!"

"From now on, besides being for the Hierarch, Wei Chibing’s life is also Yan City Lord’s! Should there be any need, just call, and I won’t hesitate to be pulverized to dust and smithereens if necessary!"

Wei Chibing celebrates his achievement, immediately coming before Yan Chuan, bowing deeply, his gratitude evident, smiling with tears streaming down his cheeks.

To those who don’t know Wei Chibing’s situation, they cannot imagine the despair and fear he experienced being trapped at the Peak state, watching himself age without any hope of proving the Dao or advancing further.

Like falling into an abyss.

Endless darkness.

At this time, Yan Chuan assists him in proving the Dao, akin to pulling him from that endless abyss, a grace akin to being reborn. No amount of gratitude from Wei Chibing would be enough.

Seeing the ’Golden Lion King’ Dang Hong, who wished to be grateful and scatter to dust had no opportunity, his eyes inscrutably red from jealousy.

However.

At this moment.

All eyes gathered on Yan Chuan and Wei Chibing, with no one noticing Dang Hong.

To the side.

"Yan City Lord." After Wei Chibing, Wei Buqun also bows to Yan Chuan with hands clasped. "Yan City Lord has remarkable grace towards our Black Hawk Sect. From now on, at a word, the entire Black Hawk Sect, including myself, is at your service."

Wei Buqun presents a token: "This is the ’Skyhawk Order’, paired with the Hierarch’s ’Black Hawk Order’. With this token, it’s as if you’re seeing the Hierarch. Holding the ’Skyhawk Order’, you can mobilize any Skyhawk Sect members at any time and place. Those who defy will be punished."

Skyhawk Order!

Holding this order is almost equivalent to being an honorary Hierarch of the Skyhawk Sect. While not needing to handle day-to-day affairs, they can mobilize any Black Hawk Sect personnel, elevating Yan Chuan’s status within the Black Hawk Sect to the highest level, with no further promotion possible.

"Senior Wei, this is too precious." Yan Chuan was shocked.

Merely helping one Green Winged Bat King prove the Innate Dao, is it worth such life-and-death reliance from Wei Buqun?

Something’s wrong!

Something isn’t right!

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"I gave him the Skyhawk Order, not just because the Bat King proved the Dao." That night, high-level members of the Black Hawk Sect gathered, and Wei Buqun shared a set of data with Song Ping, Wei Chibing, Dang Hong, and Wei Lingshan, "This data records a comparison of a thousand people from Chenshui City, from before and after attending Yan Chuan’s martial arts lecture. Among this thousand, there are those at the Qi-Blood Limit, Limit-breaking, Postnatal, Peak state, with a distribution of strength and age across various stages, and martial arts of all kinds. But in Yan Chuan’s martial arts lecture, of the thousand, at least eight hundred showed progress, at least two hundred marked improvement, and sixty to seventy had significant breakthroughs, with the older, long-stagnant individuals comprising the highest proportion."

The four examined the statistics, and the cold data spoke volumes—

"How did he do that?" Wei Lingshan was utterly amazed.

Yan Chuan gave martial arts lectures at the city head, using a ’White Horn Trumpet’ to address over a million people at once, stirring wind and leaves to form human figures as demonstrations of Martial Arts. Giving clear lectures on even a single ’Xingyi Boxing’ was no small feat.

But Yan Chuan?

Not only clearly lectured on ’Xingyi Boxing’ but also enabled different individuals to gain insights and achieve breakthroughs?"

"How is that possible?" Song Ping was also stunned but recalled, "I too had insights during Yan Chuan’s martial arts lecture. I initially thought a particular point he made touched me, that it was a coincidence, a result of my own hard work, unrelated to Yan Chuan’s lecture. But now it seems, is that not the case?"

Upon Song Ping’s words—

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