Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Young men and women held hands, strolling leisurely in the Martial Arts Academy.

This incited the wails of many senior brothers.

There were already few female disciples at Canglan Martial Arts Academy, and even fewer who were good-looking.

The arrival of the new junior sister had initially caused quite a stir. Many senior brothers were interested, but before they could take any action, the news that the new junior sister already had someone spread throughout the academy.

Who was it that took away my junior sister?

Young junior brother, not knowing how to show courtesy to senior brothers, must be taught a lesson!

The senior brothers from the previous classes rubbed their hands in anticipation, but as the news was further confirmed, everyone suddenly quieted down.

Junior Brother Lin Chen!

The mention of just this name made those senior brothers lose interest.

As for Lin Chen and Jiang Qing, they naturally paid no heed to this.

For three days, Lin Chen wandered around Canglan Martial Arts Academy with Senior Sister Jiang.

Perhaps because they came to a foreign place, leaving Jiangnan Dao, Jiang Qing was no longer as shy as she was in Raozhou Prefecture, and the feelings between the two quickly deepened.

Yet Lin Chen did not slack off in his cultivation, still dedicating four two-hour periods each day to training, and then spending another two-hour period at night copying the "Joyful Ascension Scroll."

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On the third day.

Hua Qianwu appeared at Canglan Peak, announcing that Lin Chen’s leisurely academy life was temporarily over.

"This is your training plan for the next month!"

Hua Qianwu handed Lin Chen a piece of paper. After reading the content on it, he couldn’t help but grimace.

He had speculated that the director would set a very high difficulty level for him, but he didn’t expect it to be at the Hell Level.

Canglan Martial Arts Academy had various cultivation techniques for its disciples, and among them was a hall called the Horizontal Training Hall, specifically for disciples practicing the Horizontal Cultivation Method.

"Climb Canglan Peak three times daily, not using any of your internal Qi Blood, purely relying on physical strength, and then proceed to the Horizontal Training Hall for another two-hour period..."

There are twelve two-hour periods in a day. Apart from sleeping for three of them, the rest of the time is fully planned out.

"If you want to endure the Nine Revolutions’ suffering, you must start increasing your pain tolerance limit from now on. As for the cultivation technique, you need not think too much about it now. Wait until after you refine your viscera to consider practicing a new cultivation technique."

"Understood."

Lin Chen agreed.

Hua Qianwu noticed Lin Chen’s initial disbelief. He expected Lin Chen to hesitate or even bargain, but to his surprise, Lin Chen agreed without a second thought.

"I mean that all these training sessions must be conducted while wearing the Reversed Scale Armor, without taking it off." Perhaps fearing that Lin Chen hadn’t completely understood, Hua Qianwu clarified further.

"I understand, disciple will wear the Reversed Scale Armor."

From the moment he saw the first training item on the paper, Lin Chen hadn’t considered taking off the Reversed Scale Armor.

"Every three days, I will arrange for you to absorb a drop of Flood Dragon True Blood. If you cannot complete the task, it will be postponed."

"Thank you, Director."

Seeing that Lin Chen truly had no dissatisfaction or hesitation, Hua Qianwu recalled informing Lord Kong about this plan through a letter, fearing Lin Chen would harbor resentment. After all, he had arranged merely physical training, and such training was beneath the notice of Viscera-Refining Martial Artists.

Generally, Viscera-Refining Martial Artists were unwilling to engage in such training, let alone a genius like Lin Chen.

As the Martial Arts Academy Director, he had encountered many genius disciples. While these genius disciples could endure hardship for faster power enhancement, few would willingly spend time on the most fundamental physical training.

The reason being, competition existed even within the academy, and once physical strength peaked, further improvement was extremely difficult.

Instead of wasting time on it, it was better to spend time and energy on cultivation techniques and refining the viscera, as elevation in realm was what truly propelled strength.

Yet, Lord Kong replied in the letter: "This young fellow will have no complaints."

He hadn’t understood why Lord Kong was so certain before, but now he did.

"Not seeking immediate benefits, this young fellow has a pure Martial Path spirit."

Hua Qianwu felt a sense of relief, no wonder Lord Kong held Lin Chen in high regard, even overseeing Lin Chen’s training plan at the academy personally.

The Military Affairs Department had set up a communication channel specifically for Lin Chen, so that any information about him could be transmitted from Canglan Martial Arts Academy to the department within three two-hour periods.

Such treatment was unprecedented.

Hua Qianwu naturally would not reveal these inside stories to Lin Chen.

"Here, take this."

Hua Qianwu tossed Lin Chen a pair of handcuffs and foot shackles, which Lin Chen touched, feeling them very light... giving off a plastic feel.

"These are Blood-lock Handcuffs, capable of locking a martial artist’s Qi Blood to prevent your body’s instinctive operation of Qi Blood."

When the body reaches its limit, especially for martial artists, it instinctively attempts to operate Qi Blood. However, once Lin Chen wore these Blood-lock Handcuffs, unless he actively operated his internal Qi Blood, the handcuffs would restrain his Qi Blood’s rapid operation.

With the Blood-lock Handcuffs on, Lin Chen also wore an hourglass at his waist.

The hourglass would run out of sand in a two-hour period, and he had to make a round trip to Canglan Peak within each two-hour period.

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By the end of the first two-hour period, Lin Chen returned to the foot of the mountain, his clothes drenched in sweat.

By the end of the second two-hour period, Lin Chen returned to the foot of the mountain, already out of breath.

By the end of the third two-hour period, Lin Chen returned to the foot of the mountain, his legs visibly trembling.

Hua Qianwu didn’t give Lin Chen any rest time: "Proceed to the Horizontal Training Hall."