Chapter 9: Sunset Mountains

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  Chen Xuan bought a steel knife from his family's weapon shop, weighing eight catties and four taels, four feet long, three fingers wide, similar to the horse-cutting knife of the previous life. Chen Xuan liked the style of the horse-cutting knife, so he specially chose this one. It can be used for chopping and has a sword-like style.

  Chen Xuan, as a man, naturally likes more majestic weapons. Chen Xuan also wanted to learn swordsmanship, but was vetoed by Lao Li. The sword requires innate talent; effort alone is not enough. Only those with a natural gift for the way of the sword can bring out its true quality. Some people are born to wield a sword, and only such geniuses are worthy of using it.

  Another kind of sword is a symbol of identity, many noble young men like to wear famous swords to show their noble status.

  Chen Xuan doesn't need identity, without strength everything is in vain.

  Sword, the king of soldiers, the gallbladder of soldiers. The sword is made for killing people, no matter whether it's a two-army battle, most soldiers are charging with swords.

  So Li Lao wants Chen Xuan to choose a knife, and for no other reason than to kill people.

  Chen Xuan had been practicing the Wind and Thunder Fist that his father had left him for half a year, and it was now complete. With one circle of his fist, a thunderous sound shook the air.

  Chen Xuan also asked Lao Li to teach him a set of offensive martial skills, but was rejected by Lao Li, saying that it's not necessary to learn too many martial skills for the time being. Practicing too many martial skills would distract you from cultivating other things, after all, human energy is limited. He told himself that he would only pass on his own martial skills when he reached the Seventh Rank of Post-Heaven.

  Chen Xuan returned to the yard, where his father and mother were both present. Chen Xuan's father told his wife about today's events, so that at least Chen Xuan had some self-defense skills when he went out, and also let his mother feel a little more at ease.

  "Dad and Mom, you're both here!" Chen Xuan shouted.

  "Xuan'er you're back!" Chen Xuan's mother came up to greet him. "Nothing happened today, did it? Your father has been teaching me how to listen."

  "It's nothing, Mother, I'm fine. The Wu family went too far today, and the child was just speaking up for our family." Chen Xuan said.

  Chen Xuan's father also walked over, "When are you planning on going out?"

  Tomorrow. Chen Xuan said:

  "Let's have dinner together tonight, Ling'er, tell the kitchen to make a few more dishes that Xuan'er likes," Chen Xuan's mother instructed.

  At night, the whole family had a reunion dinner together. Mother kept reminding and instructing Chen Xuan until he was annoyed, just going out for a few days of training, his parents seemed to be making it like a life-and-death farewell.

  Chen Xuan didn't know that his parents had almost lost their son once, and the psychological impact of that experience is not something ordinary parents can understand. Some people only learn to cherish what they have after losing it, but Chen Xuan's parents had already gone through a similar experience, and no one understands the pain of separation and loss more deeply than them.

  Returned to his own house, sat cross-legged on the bed, using his divine consciousness to communicate with Lao Li.

  "Old Lei, what kind of state is the middle-aged man from the Wu family in today?"

  The voice of Lao Li sounded, "Tomorrow at nine"

  "Your current true strength is comparable to a sixth-grade postnatal, but in front of a ninth-grade postnatal, others can kill you with just one finger." Lao Li struck Chen Xuan.

  Although Old Lei always beats himself up, Chen Xuan knew that Old Lei was doing it for his own good and that he still needed to improve his skills.

  "Lao Li, can't the energy of the Soul Stone quickly enhance my true strength?" Chen Xuan asked.

  "It's not that you can't, but your current realm is too low, and you can't exert the power of the Soul Stone at all. When you reach the Spiritual Martial Realm, you'll be able to use the Soul Stone's power to quickly improve, but it won't be much, at most it will only allow you to reach the late stage of True Martial Realm. The Soul Stone is for enhancing one's soul, your current soul power can rival that of a postnatal 9th rank, and yet you're still not satisfied." - Lao Dao

  "What can the soul do?" Chen Xuan asked.

  "You can't feel it now, but when you reach the Spiritual Martial Realm, you'll be able to project your soul. For an ordinary Spiritual Martial Realm cultivator, being able to project their soul 200 meters is already quite good. I estimate that once your soul's perception reaches the Spiritual Martial Realm, it will at least be around 500 meters. Within a radius of 500 meters, everything that moves or makes a sound will be under your control." Old Lei continued to say:

  "Lao Li, you just mentioned Zhenwu Realm, what realm is that?" Chen Xuan asked.

  "You little brat doesn't even know what True Martial Realm is, I'll teach you a good lesson. In this godforsaken place, Spiritual Martial Realm is already the highest"

  "Ordinary warriors are in the acquired realm, above that is the spiritual martial realm. You know this, but why is it divided like this?" Lao Li slowly said.

  "Ordinary warriors absorb a small portion of the spiritual energy from heaven and earth, known as true power. When they reach the Spiritual Warrior Realm, their true power undergoes a variation and transforms into spiritual power, allowing them to project their spiritual power externally. However, when they reach the True Warrior Realm, it is no longer spiritual power, but rather a transformation from quantity to quality, becoming primal power."

  "This is a process, where out of a thousand people who reach the Lingwu realm, less than a hundred can attain the Zhenwu realm." Lao Li said.

  "Is there still a boundary above the true martial realm?" Chen Xuan asked further;

  "You little brat, knowing so much won't do you any good. Wait till you reach that stage and you'll naturally understand," Lao Li said, after which he completely ignored Chen Xuan.

  Chen Xuan, withdrew his divine consciousness and continued to meditate and cultivate. Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you retreat. Every night, Chen Xuan cultivated the Tianyun Decree, although he had not yet broken through the sixth rank, but his true strength grew more robust with each passing day.

  The true power of the Tianyun Decisive move was surging through Chen Xuan's meridians like a turbulent wave, and he really enjoyed this feeling of possessing great strength.

  Chen Xuan tested himself and found that with a single punch, he could exert a force of 800 kilograms, enough to kill an ox instantly. Normally, a fifth-grade martial artist should have a strength of around 500 kilograms, but Chen Xuan's power had reached 800 kilograms, comparable to the seventh-grade realm. This was also related to the cultivation method he used.

  Although Lí Lǎo didn't say what level of skill "Tūn Tiān Jué" was, Chén Xuān could feel that this technique was at least top-tier Earth-level, and might even be a Heaven-level technique.

  Dawn still arrived on time, and as soon as the sky brightened, Chen Xuan packed his bags, took a few sets of temporary clothes to change into, slung his long sword over his back, and changed into a set of sturdy attire, making him look like a jade tree in the wind. Although he was only thirteen years old, Chen Xuan's height had already reached 1.7 meters.

  Both parents came to Chen Xuan's small courtyard, "Xuan'er are you all set?" his mother asked.

  "Mom, I'm all set."

  "Be careful when you go out, don't be brave when you encounter danger, avoid it if possible, and don't try to be a hero for no reason," Chen Xuan's father said as he walked up to him.

  "I got it, dad, don't worry, I'll be fine" Chen Xuan said somewhat impatiently.

  Chen Xuan has been in this world for half a year and has been staying in the family all along. It's not easy to get out now, and you can imagine how he feels.

  As soon as he stepped out of the small courtyard, Chen Xuan could hear his mother's soft sobbing, but Chen Xuan didn't look back. The saying "a child travels a thousand miles, and the mother worries" is not only true in his past life, but also in this world. There is only one person in the world who will love their children unconditionally and selflessly, without seeking any return - that is the mother. Even if her own child is a villain for all eternity, the mother still thinks her child is the best. This is maternal love.

  Out of the family gate, Chen Xuan walked towards the Setting Sun Mountains. The Setting Sun Mountains, south of Hongling Town, were filled with swamps and ferocious beasts, but also many precious medicinal herbs. Many scattered cultivators came here to train, as did the younger generations of families and sects.

  The mountains of the setting sun are infested with magical beasts, and anyone who is slightly careless will become their food. Many scattered cultivators form teams to hunt these magical beasts in the mountains, thereby obtaining their internal elixirs and earning money.

  But high risk also comes with high returns, killing a first-class demon beast can get 100 taels of silver, and the beast's skin, tendons and bones are all materials for refining medicine.

  Everyone who comes here to train is at least a fifth-grade cultivator. Otherwise, they would have been food for the demonic beasts before even entering. Killing one fifth-grade demonic beast can earn you 10,000 taels just from its inner dan.

  Two hours later, Chen Xuan stood at the edge of Luori Mountain Range, spat out a mouthful of turbid air, and my wonderful days as Chen Xuan began from now on.